Xuanhuan: The Empress and I Swapped Bodies - Chapter 75

In the next instant, the Vermilion Bird, accompanied by tens of thousands of flame-born creatures, surged toward Ye Wushuang.

These flame creatures were actually manifestations of the Vermilion Bird’s Dao techniques.

Having reached the Heavenly Supreme Realm, every attack surpassed that of an Immortal Emperor.

Summoning ten thousand living flames was no difficult feat for the Vermilion Bird.

And as it charged forth with its world of fire, it gave onlookers the illusion that it intended to annihilate the entire world.

Countless beings along the border trembled in fear, terrified that the Vermilion Bird’s attack might land near them.

If that happened, death would be inevitable.

Fortunately, just as the Vermilion Bird lunged forward, Lin Tian also made his move.

His hundred thousand swords were already prepared.

A moment later, a majestic voice resounded:

“Ten! Thousand! Swords! Return! To! Origin!!”

Zongzheng Liu Ning had witnessed this technique three times.

The first was when Ye Wushuang’s true body executed it.

The second was when Ye Wushuang used the Dragon Empress’s body to unleash it.

And now, this was the third—Ye Wushuang, at the Heavenly Supreme Realm, was performing Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin once more.

Each viewing left a different impression.

Each time, he was awestruck by its devastating power.

This time was no exception.

Now that Ye Wushuang had reached the Heavenly Supreme Realm, every sword he wielded carried sword energy no weaker than that of an Immortal King.

Under such circumstances, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin was akin to a hundred thousand Immortal Kings attacking simultaneously.

Such overwhelming force could annihilate even a million-strong army—let alone a single opponent like the Vermilion Bird.

Thus, every single sword strike was aimed squarely at the Vermilion Bird.

Yet, despite facing such an overwhelming assault, the Vermilion Bird remained composed.

The next moment, endless flames and countless swords collided.

“BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!”

Deafening explosions reverberated across the heavens.

The shockwaves from the battle spread for tens of thousands of miles.

Mountains and rivers along the border shattered instantly, and countless structures were obliterated in the blink of an eye.

Had the border’s defensive formations not been activated, all life there would have perished under the force of the clash.

Even so, once the battle between Ye Wushuang and the Vermilion Bird erupted, the onlookers had no choice but to retreat over a hundred thousand miles away.

Within the radius of the battle, nothing but swords and flames remained.

To the untrained eye, it was impossible to tell who held the upper hand.

But Zongzheng Liu Ning could see the battlefield clearly.

Though the entire area was engulfed in a storm of blades and fire, it was evident that the swords held the numerical advantage.

Yet, despite this, the relentless flames continued to incinerate Ye Wushuang’s manifested swords, melting them into the inferno.

The ceaseless explosions were proof of the intense clash between Ye Wushuang’s and the Vermilion Bird’s Dao techniques.

Only when the landscape for tens of thousands of miles had been reduced to ruins did the thunderous collisions finally cease.

By then, the Vermilion Bird’s world of flames had completely dissipated, and every last flame creature within it had been extinguished.

Meanwhile, Ye Wushuang still had tens of thousands of swords remaining, all hurtling toward the Vermilion Bird.

However, with a single flap of its divine wings, the Vermilion Bird summoned a fiery gale that scattered all the remaining swords into nothingness.

As the first round of their duel concluded, the Vermilion Bird’s expression darkened once more.

He realized that even after unleashing his full power, defeating Ye Wushuang would not be easy.

In fact, Ye Wushuang’s techniques seemed even more refined than his own.

This made the Vermilion Bird regret his earlier impulsiveness in summoning the Vermilion Divine Spear.

Now, retrieving it would be far more difficult than he had anticipated.

At this point, the Vermilion Bird even began to suspect that Ye Wushuang had been concealing his true strength all along.

Perhaps he was not merely an Immortal King, as the rumors claimed, but a genuine Heavenly Supreme—one of unparalleled might.

Yet, when he considered Ye Wushuang’s age, he dismissed the thought.

If someone barely twenty years old had already attained the Heavenly Supreme Realm, then all the veteran Heavenly Supremes like himself might as well have lived in vain.

No—Ye Wushuang’s strength was simply the result of defying the heavens, a testament to his status as a peerless prodigy.

The realization made the Vermilion Bird’s scalp tingle.

And to make matters worse, Ye Wushuang’s assault was far from over.

Though his hundred thousand swords had been destroyed, they were merely constructs of vegetation, metal, and stone.

As long as Ye Wushuang willed it, he could summon them again at any moment.

Now, the swords reformed, rapidly coalescing into a single, colossal blade that towered into the heavens.

Though not a single one of these swords was a true divine weapon, the moment this titanic sword took shape, its overwhelming sharpness became apparent.

Its sword energy was so vast it seemed capable of splitting the heavens and earth apart.

Though not yet fully formed, its mere presence was enough to make every demon present pale in terror.

They could all sense it—if this colossal sword descended, none of them would survive.

Even if the Vermilion Bird could amplify his power further, even if he unleashed his clan’s most forbidden techniques, he had no confidence in facing this strike.

Though the sword had yet to fully materialize, the Vermilion Bird had a premonition:

If Ye Wushuang swung this blade, even an entire great world might be cleaved in two.

The thought of a single sword strike annihilating a realm was nothing short of terrifying.

Even as a Heavenly Supreme, he was nowhere near capable of such devastation.

For the first time, the Vermilion Bird felt the urge to retreat.

But it wasn’t just him—even Zongzheng Liu Ning was stunned.

He had never imagined that after ascending to the Heavenly Supreme Realm, Ye Wushuang’s swordsmanship would reach such horrifying heights.

This One Sword to Sever Heaven might truly live up to its name—a single slash to sunder the cosmos.

For a moment, Zongzheng even worried whether Ye Wushuang might accidentally destroy the entire great world.

But now was not the time for such concerns.

The demon army had invaded, and they could not afford to hold back.

If a great world was truly destroyed, then so be it—they would simply demand compensation from the demons later.

Zongzheng had already resigned himself to the possibility and prepared to make the demons pay for the devastation.

Meanwhile, the Vermilion Bird was truly on the verge of fleeing.

Faced with such overwhelming force, he turned toward the void where the demon army lurked and roared:

“What are you all standing around for?! Hurry and assist me! This woman is clearly a peerless monster—help me capture her!!”

Ye Wushuang’s combat prowess was simply too monstrous.

Even a divine beast like the Vermilion Bird felt powerless against her.

Desperate, he called for aid, hoping other Supreme experts would join him in reclaiming their clan’s sacred treasure.

The moment his plea rang out, three more overwhelmingly powerful figures emerged from the demon ranks.

Their appearance sent shockwaves through the battlefield.