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If I only told you that the stars in the sky could be cut down by a single person, you might be stunned—but not like this. This time, the people of Abundance seemed to have tried to steal a chicken and ended up losing the rice.
Their original plan was never to destroy the Xianzhou. They merely wanted to stir up chaos here. After all, a lot of influential cosmic nobles had come to the Xianzhou this time. If anything happened to them, the relationship between the Xianzhou and those factions would become extremely tense.
But they truly hadn't expected Jingliu to be this strong.
A "Vivified Planet" is called that because its true body is a living organism the size of a planet. In essence, anything a star possesses, it possesses as well. Whether in mass or destructive power, it's far more exaggerated than a normal star.
And because of their characteristics, vivified planets are born enemies of the Xianzhou people—something even more obvious on Devourer-of-Worlds Rahu.
The wails it released from an unknown distance alone were enough to plunge countless Xianzhou people into agony.
And yet such an existence… was cut down by Jingliu with a single sword strike?
You had to know that just now, the situation was critical. The Interastral Peace Corporation didn't have time to cut the livestream.
By the time they reacted, what they saw was that immortal-like figure in the heavens—one sword, only one sword, and she directly cleaved a star from the sky!
In that moment, people across the universe finally gained a clear understanding of what the title "Sword Champion" truly meant.
Sword Champion—the foremost among swords. Only someone who has honed their swordsmanship to the absolute pinnacle can earn that title.
"Holy crap! What did I just see? One slash… split a damn planet?!"
"Dude, my god. I knew the Xianzhou were strong, but I didn't know they were this strong!"
"And that's only a Sword Champion. If I remember right, on the Xianzhou, Sword Champion isn't even the very top of their combat power, is it?"
"Yeah. The top combat power of the Xianzhou is the Seven Arbiter-Generals of the Reignbow—each one is an Emanator!"
"Seven Arbiter-Generals? Are they stronger than the Sword Champion?"
"What are you dreaming about? This Sword Champion, Jingliu, is powerful, but she still hasn't become an Emanator. Those seven generals are all Emanators of the Hunt. Not even comparable!"
"So you're saying… the Xianzhou has people even stronger than this Sword Champion… and there are seven of them?"
"No—accurately speaking, eight. There's also the Abundance Emanator Zhonggu. Don't forget he married the Sky-Strike General, so he counts as one of their own!"
"I once saw the Corporation's planet-killer ships. Back then I thought those superweapons were already ridiculous. But now there's something even more ridiculous—this is a person! A stunningly beautiful woman at that, and she can casually split a planet?!"
"Fun fact: a vivified planet isn't an ordinary planet. Cutting one open is ten times, even dozens of times harder than shattering a normal planet! And this vivified planet, Devourer-of-Worlds Rahu, once swallowed an entire Xianzhou ship over a thousand years ago. Even among vivified planets, it was a top-tier terror!"
"Fairy-sister… she's so beautiful… I'm in love!"
"Brothers, I'm suddenly a fan of the Sword Champion! I'm the Sword Champion's dog!"
"My god, she's so cool. She perfectly matches the sword-immortal in my heart!"
"At this level… even if she's not an Emanator, she's gotta be the strongest below Emanators, right?"
"As far as I know, besides Emanators, I've never seen anyone pull off a feat like this… If a normal civilization ran into this vivified planet, the only ending would be getting swallowed. The IPC records say this Rahu had been wreaking havoc on the universe since several thousand years ago—before that it had already devoured who knows how many worlds, even some galaxy-spanning empires."
Everything that had just happened on the Xianzhou—including Jingliu's star-cleaving sword—was broadcast live to the whole universe through the IPC's cameras, without missing a single detail.
And with the cameraman's perfect framing, the oppressive inevitability of a vivified planet and Jingliu's aloof, sword-immortal aura were both captured flawlessly.
That instant when the sword qi pierced through the star was screenshotted like crazy by netizens and spread at wild speed.
In only a heartbeat, a trend shot to the top of the charts:
"This sword—cleaves the stars!"
But things were far from over.
The vivified planet had been killed with one slash, but that didn't mean it was truly finished.
Everyone knows that for hours after a fish is killed, its muscles can still twitch reflexively—some dead fish can even flip themselves in a frying pan.
A vivified planet was the same.
Its life had already ended the moment Jingliu's Taixu Sword Deity pierced through it. But it was still a planetary-scale lifeform—there would be reactions for a while yet.
For instance, those Cangcheng people it had assimilated, and the various long-lived species it had devoured over the millennia, were still wailing and struggling in pain.
With the vitality remaining in a vivified planet's body, this state could even last for decades, until the leftover life force finally dried up.
Jingliu was powerless over this. Even her swift, clean slash that ended Devourer-of-Worlds Rahu had only been possible with Wei Yi's help. To strike again and grant these tortured souls a merciful end… she simply didn't have the strength.
"You won."
Back on the ground, Su Yi looked at Jingliu and smiled calmly.
She accepted her defeat quickly. She wasn't the kind of person who couldn't handle losing. A loss was a loss—no excuse would change that. And losing this time didn't mean she would always lose.
"My thanks."
"No, I should be the one thanking you. That match was exhilarating. Whether as a swordswoman, or as a junior who grew up listening to your legends, it was the same. Congratulations—you've claimed the Sword Champion's seat."
Facing Jingliu's modesty, Su Yi laughed freely and said to her, "You've worked hard. Go rest. Next… it's our turn to step in."
Wei Yi walked up to Jingliu. Even with his support, she was visibly exhausted.
Yet the excitement in her eyes was impossible to hide.
Ever since Cangcheng's destruction, Devourer-of-Worlds Rahu had been her nightmare. A huge part of what drove her forward all these years was because of Rahu.
Not for revenge—rather, so Rahu could never harm anyone else again.
Just like the three ten-thousand-year vows of the Hunt: in the beginning, Jingliu might have stepped onto her Path because of hatred, but now the force driving her to kill the source of Abundance had long since turned from shallow vengeance into the desire to keep people from suffering under Abundance's spawn ever again.
If anything, everyone who had come this far shared the same will.
Jingliu, Feixiao, Jing Yuan, Huaiyan… all of them bore a single common purpose.
The Xianzhou's wars over thousands of years were not because they loved war. They understood that only war could bring lasting peace. Until that day came, they could only fight the Abundance spawn without end.
"Doctor, I…"
Jingliu looked at Wei Yi, wanting to say something more, but Wei Yi gently shook his head.
"Go rest. Leave this to me. Your duty is finished."
Wei Yi soothed her softly.
"…Mm."
Jingliu glanced at him, then at Feixiao beside him, nodded lightly, and stepped down.
"Woooah! Viewers, the match is over! Contestant Jingliu has taken the Sword Champion title of the Xianzhou! But now that she's stepped down, two more people are walking through the air up to the clouds! What are they planning to do? Are they really going to face the countless spawn in the sky with only two people?!"
Jimi truly lived up to his name as a professional host. Even in total chaos, he kept up his commentary.
And his words sparked the audience's curiosity.
Watching Wei Yi and Feixiao standing side by side in the air, their backs to the world, everyone was filled with questions.
No matter how you looked at it, these two were not ordinary people. Was some Xianzhou big shot about to personally take action?
"What do you want to do?"
Feixiao stood to Wei Yi's left, worry evident in her eyes.
Just now, as Wei Yi stared at the blood-red star split in two overhead, his expression had been grim.
Unable to leave him alone, Feixiao had come with him.
In the sky, countless cannon blasts roared—Xianzhou forces were holding the line. Yet behind Rahu, inside the vast hollow, endless Abundance spawn continued to pour out.
For spawn, the one thing they never lacked was numbers.
"We can't ignore them. They've already suffered too much. At least at the very end… I want to do something for them."
Wei Yi looked up at the countless living beings clinging to Rahu's body. There was pity in his gaze.
"That's a planet's worth of people. Even you can't revive them all, can you?"
Feixiao looked at him anxiously.
Even for Wei Yi, reviving one person with authority required an enormous cost. And right now, on Rahu's remnants, the living beings who hadn't yet died were far beyond tens of millions.
There were hundreds of millions of lives.
Even if you squeezed Wei Yi dry, it would be impossible to save so many.
"Saving even one is better than doing nothing! Better than letting them fade away in torment and pain. Their lives should never have ended like this. If not for fate, they should have lived peaceful, ordinary lifetimes. Feixiao… I've read the records of Cangcheng…"
Wei Yi gazed at the starry sky, grief written across his eyes.
Being born into this world was both a blessing and a curse.
Wei Yi was fortunate. He had endured countless hardships, but in the end those hardships bloomed into something beautiful, forging who he was today.
But what about everyone else?
A common person's life was still a life. If, back then, they had died with Cangcheng, Wei Yi wouldn't feel this grief now.
But what happened instead?
After Cangcheng was swallowed, aside from those who died in the spawn's hands, the rest were fused into the vivified planet. The Xianzhou people's constitution meant they couldn't be fully assimilated, so they were forced into this half-human, half-monster state—bound to its flesh, unable to live, unable to die.
Jingliu had killed Rahu and freed them, but Rahu's residual vitality would keep them suffering for decades more.
"The Abundance I want to see is not this!"
Just as the viewers had said—no rumor could compare to seeing it with your own eyes.
Before today, Wei Yi understood why the Xianzhou hated Abundance. He knew the facts, but it hadn't felt real.
This time was different.
He had witnessed the wailing of billions of souls on Rahu's body.
He used his authority to shield other Xianzhou people from those cries.
But he didn't shield himself.
He listened.
After an eternity of torment, they had already lost their minds, left with only instinct. Even so, they endured pain every moment of every day.
The Xianzhou people's bodies had a fierce rejection to anything foreign—this was also why the "Heaven-Defect" existed. To use the Divination Eye, Fu Xuan endured constant agony.
A single Divination Eye caused such suffering. These people, meanwhile, were fused with flesh that wasn't theirs.
Rahu's flesh tried to assimilate them, while the supreme blessing within the Xianzhou people rejected it violently.
Even after a thousand years, neither side had won.
That was the true reason their torment had never ended.
"I'll give them release, Wei Yi. Believe me—no pain at all."
Feixiao seemed to guess what he intended, and spoke urgently.
As she spoke, she moved to act, her axe-halberd appearing in her grasp.
But in that instant, Wei Yi stopped her.
"They still have a chance to be saved. In theory, they haven't completely died."
"But it's only a chance, isn't it? Wei Yi, you know this. In this world, only a god could truly save them. You're an Emanator—the kind of existence above all others—but you're not a god."
Feixiao too wanted to save them. They were once her kin. But she understood that with Wei Yi's current power… it couldn't be done. What couldn't be done, couldn't be done—no matter how badly you wished it.
All she could do was grant them painless death, as quickly as possible.
Making that choice tore at her, but for Wei Yi's sake, she was willing to shoulder that sin.
"No. There's another way."
Wei Yi shook his head softly.
"If the Path-power a Aeon controls is the sea, then an Emanator is a river flowing into it. Our essence is the same—both are water—but the scale is worlds apart. Aeon's favor can't change that. But there is a way to widen the river. Even if it can't become a sea, it can still grow."
His eyes were steady.
"Even if They've glanced at me twice before, I don't believe They'll give me everything I want. Besides… what child needs to ask their parents for money to buy something? It's time for me to step forward by my own effort."
Wei Yi raised both hands. A verdant green energy spread from his palms and drifted outward, covering Rahu's shattered corpse.
But that was far from enough.
This power could bring blessing to a planet's worth of people—but to those fused into Rahu, it was no more than a drop in the bucket.
His strength poured out at a terrifying rate. Even an Emanator couldn't sustain this level of consumption.
Yet Wei Yi still released everything he had. He wasn't trying to resurrect them all—only to free them from pain.
At the very least… stop the suffering.
Even implanting a tiny foreign object into a Xianzhou body could drive someone mad. What about these people?
In only moments, Wei Yi felt his Path-power begin to run dry, that once-surging ocean within him turning thin and strained again.
His thoughts drifted back to five years ago.
Back then, on the battlefield, he had already exhausted himself to save Feixiao.
And now, even exhausting himself couldn't save those fused to Rahu.
"The Abundance in my heart… isn't this. I'll walk forward my way. Until a day comes when pain truly disappears from this world!"
Wei Yi murmured.
And in that very instant, a boundless power began to gather around him.
Like the tide, Path-power surged without end into Wei Yi's body.
It wasn't the Apothecary's help. Wei Yi could feel it clearly: these were all forces he had drawn forth himself.
If before, he could only use Abundance power through the Apothecary's permission, then now he had gained a "privilege" beyond the Apothecary—directly drawing energy from the sea of the Path itself.
"He did it… I didn't expect it to be this soon."
On the Zhuofeng flagship, Hua watched Wei Yi, amazement and praise mingling in her gaze.
She set a hand on the table again, relaxed.
Just now, if Wei Yi hadn't stopped, Hua would have cleaved everything of Rahu in the very last moment—Rahu's remains and the living beings fused into it together.
Death would have been a release for them.
But now that Wei Yi had reached this step, there might be another turning point.
Hua also wanted to see what a throne-level existence on the Path of Abundance could truly do.
Wei Yi, as an Abundance Emanator, might lag behind others in sheer combat power, but in healing and purification, none could match him.
Even a normal Emanator of this level could send shockwaves across the universe, forcing other Emanators to take the field.
So what about Wei Yi stepping further—becoming a throne-level being?
The answer was absolute, ultimate healing.
Wei Yi had already imagined throne-level power as terrifyingly strong.
But he realized he had still underestimated it.
An Emanator can never escape the framework set by an Aeon; how much power they have depends solely on how much the Aeon grants.
A throne is different.
A throne-level being can draw from the Path at will, without the Aeon's approval.
To put it simply: an Aeon's permission is a reservoir gate—how much water flows depends on the Aeon's will.
A throne doesn't take control of the gate.
A throne makes the gate disappear.
How much Path-power you can wield depends only on your own capacity. If you can bear it, you could even unleash Aeon-level might.
But besides an Aeon's divine body, no one can endure that price.
Wei Yi, however, was different.
He was a throne of Abundance. His offense was weak. His body wasn't built for battle. But his self-healing was peerless.
So long as the power he used didn't exceed the limits of his regeneration, he could wield it freely.
Thus, in that instant—
Endless Path-power gathered at his call.
That power began to warp space and time. Even the IPC's newest, universe-wide real-time broadcast lines were cut off.
For a time, no one outside could see what was happening on the Xianzhou.
Wei Yi spread his arms in a gentle embrace.
The Path-power he commanded mirrored that gesture—an enormous, illusory figure formed behind him.
It was so vast that a single palm was the size of a planet.
Behind it, a pale green halo emerged—
like a sun, pouring out radiance.
Anyone bathed in that light felt their body relax completely; all pain vanished.
Wei Yi slowly brought his hands together.
Boundless energy gathered in the giant phantom's palms.
And the split-in-two Rahu was fused whole again.
Within those palms, the countless souls who had been tortured into madness, fused into alien flesh… their expressions slowly became peaceful.
The twisted bodies and faces that a millennium of torment had carved into them began to return to what they once were.
Even Devourer-of-Worlds Rahu itself, which had already been completely destroyed, reignited with the flame of life.
But this reborn Rahu was no longer the ravenous demon star of old.
It had become a green sun, endlessly radiating a vast planetary light that healed the heart and soothed the mind.
"This… Wei Yi, you did this?"
Feixiao was so shocked she could barely speak.
"Mm. Only after reaching this step did I realize there was a better answer. I gave them life again—no, not even 'again.' Their lives never should have ended in the first place. I only made up for that."
As a throne of Abundance, Wei Yi might still be lacking in raw combat capability, but in healing… it was monstrous beyond measure.
He could feel it clearly: after reviving a planet's worth of people and reshaping Rahu into a healing sun, he still had strength left to do more.
"We'll talk about the rest later. Since you've worked so hard, I can't fall behind either."
Feixiao smiled.
Rahu's crisis was over.
But the war had only just begun.
In the sky, the hollow still spewed Abundance spawn without end—countless, raging toward the Xianzhou.
If they landed, another brutal battle was inevitable.
So now, the pure contest of force would be Feixiao's to answer.
"Mm. I'll clear the battlefield for you."
Wei Yi nodded.
The next moment, the colossal, godlike phantom clasped its hands, and Rahu's entire body was shifted away to a distant place.
The battlefield was opened for Feixiao.
Feixiao shouldered her axe-halberd and shot upward in a blur.
If the spawn reached the ground, the Xianzhou would suffer enormous losses.
So she would intercept them all in the heavens.
Her figure surged like a gale into the sky.
As Wei Yi dispersed his power, the livestream connection snapped back.
"Whoa, what happened? Why did the stream cut out?!"
"Nice, nice—finally something to watch again!"
"Wait, there's a new development! What's that woman doing? She's charging up alone?!"
"Damn, the sky is packed. That's not just a million enemies—looks like tens of millions."
"And they keep pouring out nonstop."
"My god. One person against tens of millions of monsters, plus all those motherships?!"
At first, the freshly reconnected comments were full of doubt.
Until the next instant.
The chat exploded into a sea of "holy crap!"—so dense the stream nearly froze.
Feixiao's body blurred into afterimages. In a flash, her axe-halberd swung several times, and those enormous motherships—each capable of carrying a million spawn—were chopped apart like paper, smashed to pieces as easily as vegetables.
And that wasn't even the most terrifying part.
The most terrifying part was that cracks appeared across the sky, like a giant canvas cut open by someone's blade.
They lingered, refusing to heal.
And what was truly frightening—
this was only Feixiao's appetizer.
Facing so many enemies, she was using her full strength for the first time.
After gaining Wei Yi's heart, even when she repelled Phantylia, she had only used a portion of her power.
For a long time, Feixiao herself didn't know what she was capable of.
Now she did.
When Wei Yi became a throne, the power supplied by the heart within Feixiao surged at the same time—exploding, skyrocketing.
Endless power poured from her.
Even her casual slashes were enough to shatter the sky.
Yet against the force of her next punch, those slashes were nothing.
A cyan glow gathered on Feixiao's fist, power compressing into a single point.
Visible to the naked eye, the space around her fist darkened, then began to tear apart in strips.
Her strength had grown so immense that, just like a black hole's gravity rips space-time open—
Feixiao's punch did the same.
"Winged flight unfallen, ten thousand years of victory—great triumph… is decided! Break!"
Like a meteor blazing through the void, she hurled that punch.
A sharp, brittle crack rang out as the sky finally gave way.
Where her fist-wind passed, space-time collapsed by inches, and a devouring darkness flooded out—
the void that swallowed all.
The endless spawn above had no power to resist.
They melted like snow under fire—except they didn't even leave water behind.
"My GOD! This is insane! What the hell is this?! She punched a hole in the sky?!"
"This isn't a god?! I've pushed my imagination to the limit and still can't explain that punch!"
"Wait—I know who she is! That's the Xianzhou's Great Triumph General! Her voice was ragged, but I heard 'great triumph is decided!'"
"So the man earlier was Zhonggu, the one from the legends? But what happened while the stream was down? And where did the vivified planet's corpse go?!"
"Yeah! I didn't even notice until you said it!"
If Jingliu's sword that cleaved a star left people in utter shock, then Feixiao's punch that shattered space—along with tens of millions of spawn and even the transmission gate behind them—left people with only one feeling:
awe.
Jingliu's feat, though impossible, was at least imaginable—on the level of a planet-killer weapon.
But Feixiao?
A single punch shattered space itself. Even if the void and its swallowing power could erase anything, then what kind of raw strength was required to break space in the first place?
No one could imagine it.
Not even a black hole felt fearsome next to her anymore.
After the turmoil, with the Xianzhou finally regaining control, the closing ceremony of the Martial Exaltation Ritual still proceeded smoothly.
First, Jingliu was congratulated for claiming the Sword Champion seat, filling the vacancy that had stood empty for thousands of years.
Second, Marshal Hua personally appeared before the public and announced that the Xianzhou Alliance had formally allied with Zhonggu. She also declared to the cosmos that any force which had attacked Zhonggu directly—or struck at him in secret—during the war would face Xianzhou retribution.
Hua didn't leave the door completely shut; she said that if anyone came to apologize sincerely, the matter could be forgiven.
But could anyone truly come with sincerity?
Only after the ritual ended did a purple figure carrying a tachi appear at the entrance of Changle Heaven.
By coincidence, a squad of Borisin being hunted by Cloud Knights was trying to flee.
"Um… excuse me… which way is the Zhuofeng flagship?"
Huangquan stopped the panicked Borisin and asked calmly.
Yes.
Even after everything had ended, Huangquan still hadn't managed to find the way to the Zhuofeng flagship…
She got lost again.
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