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Kill!!!
With a thunderous roar, the Reception Temple hovering above the Cangxuan Realmâconnecting this world to the vast Universe Great Worldâtrembled violently.
A shocking Sword Ray, infused with boundless murderous intent, erupted from the earth like a galactic torrent piercing the heavens. It tore across the sky, blotting out the sun and moon, and slammed into the divine temple.
Boom!!!
The void crumbled, thunder faded, and Spiritual Qi disintegrated into its most basic particles, scattering across the sky.
This sacred temple, a symbol of oppression looming over the Cangxuan Realm for thirty years, flickered under divine judgment. Its golden light dimmed as the colossal structure wavered, nearly collapsing.
Had it not been protected by an ancient force, Shen Lian's strike would have reduced the Reception Temple to ruins, scattered across the heavens.
With icy eyes, Shen Lian drew his sword again and unleashed another radiant Sword Ray.
Before it even landed, the murderous intent froze the skies like midwinter, enveloping the entire temple in silence.
Inside, disciples of the Extreme Immortal Palace, shaken from their daze, erupted with fury.
"Who dares provoke us?!"
"Who is so audacious?!"
Several elite disciples, each possessing the might of a true god, surged forth to block the oncoming Sword Ray. The destructive power it carried would utterly annihilate the temple and spell disaster for their faction.
Boom!!
As divine techniques erupted, layers of golden light formed a celestial shield before the temple. But in the next breath, the Sword Ray descendedâblazing across the sky, dragging a roar behind it as it carved a trail through the void.
The clouds above Nine Heavens disintegrated, and the chilling gale of death vanished from the realm. Every being who looked up witnessed the rise of a massive mushroom cloud, bursting across the firmament.
The air scorched under the heat, and the sword's fierce pressure ignited the void itself. Disciples of the Extreme Immortal Palace were illuminated in its glare, their faces darkened in disbelief.
"Who are you to wreak havoc in the Reception Temple?!"
"Wait until the commander arrivesâyou're dead!!"
The disciples, all true god-level cultivators, glared at the white-clad figure descending from the sky. But among them, some recognized himâthe first batch of palace disciples from the lower realm.
Their pupils shrank. One trembled. "The Sword God in White?"
"Impossible! He's dead!"
They stared, horrified, at the stern youth in white robes, his black hair flowing like ink, a sword in handâShen Lian, the once-fallen legend.
How could the dead rise again? And how, in just thirty years, could he wield such overwhelming power?
"Kill him! Kill him now!!"
One disciple shouted in fear. If Shen Lian lived, he would become an insurmountable threat to the Extreme Immortal Palace.
"Kill me? You executioners think you're qualified?!"
Shen Lian's voice was icy, grief and rage boiling in his chest. Without hesitation, he struck.
Boom!!
His figure blurred as he flashed into the Reception Temple like a phantom, sword in hand, determined to avenge those lost thirty years ago.
The void hissed with fire as Shen Lian's blade split realms. With a single sweep, he decimated all virtual realm cultivators in the temple.
Transforming into an ancient Thunder Dragon, he spat divine lightning, reducing god-level enemies to charred remnants crashing from the sky.
He became Kunpeng, soared as a Thunder Beast, coiled like a flying serpentâevery form unleashing a fierce, ancient, savage fighting style that shattered resistance.
The temple filled with screams of despair.
The self-proclaimed Great Sun God Venerable emerged, his eyes cold. He struck out, palm shattering the void, aiming for Shen Lian's heart.
But Shen Lian's thunder and Sword Ray engulfed him, erasing his magic and turning his moves into dust.
"You lowborn worm..."
The commander spat blood, his body hurtling backward, stunned beyond belief. Just thirty years ago, Shen Lian had been an insect beneath his gaze. Now, the entire temple fell before him alone.
"No one here can stop him..."
"You can't believe it?"
Shen Lian stepped forward, eyes burning with fury. "This is your so-called might? The pinnacle of True God? You dare dominate the Cangxuan Realm?"
Boom!!
In one motion, Shen Lian grabbed the commander by the throat and lifted him with ease.
"The Cangxuan Realm is not your playground."
"Whoever dares reach into it... I will cut off their hand!"
With that, he clenched his fist.
The peak true god's body burst like a balloon, reduced to fragments.
Shen Lian crushed all resistance in the Reception Temple, walked through the debris, and emerged from the rubble.
At that moment, the remaining forces of the Extreme Immortal Palace silently retreated, their morale shattered with the fall of their leader.
"The catastrophe is over... Little Monkey, Junior Sister... do you see it?"
Shen Lian looked skyward, voice trembling with emotion. The calamity had endedâbut the dead would never return.
In the 842nd year of the Dayan Calendar, Shen Lian, the Sword God in White, singlehandedly swept through the divine hall, ending the thirty-year catastrophe of the Cangxuan Realm.
The news spread like wildfire, and the entire realm erupted in jubilation.
For three decades, all beings had suffered under divine oppression. Countless cultivatorsâDaoist, demonic, righteousâhad sacrificed themselves against the temple. None had succeeded.
But now, Shen Lian had done what no one else could.
"The Sword God in White! The Sword God in White!"
People across the land wept with joy. They knelt, facing his direction, their gratitude overflowing. The world itself seemed to echo their praise.
That yearâDayan 842âbecame known as the first year of the Lian Dynasty.
The era of Dayan was over.
Shen Lian was unanimously hailed as the new Human Emperor. The Cangxuan Realm, Dao and Demon Sects alike, paid homage, sending tributes and swearing allegiance.
The Lian Dynasty was born.
Shen Lian, the Sword God in White, was crowned the Founding Emperor of the Human Race, universally honored.
On the day of coronation, the Dao and Demon factions offered their loyalty, declaring the new dynasty's supremacy.
From that moment on, the name Shen Lian echoed through mountains and rivers, carved into the hearts of millions.
The entire realm hailed him asâ
"The Emperor of Refinement."
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