Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1830: 469: The Battle Begins! (part 3)

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Lu Changsheng initiates a high-stakes gamble by activating the Mystic Dragon Nirvana Pill, pushing his physical body and cultivation toward the Nascent Soul level to assist the besieged Azure Phoenix True Monarch. Mounting his Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng, he charges into a chaotic battlefield of Nascent Soul cultivators with the intent to slay his pursuers, specifically targeting the Heavenly Silkworm True Monarch. While Ming Sha True Monarch attempts to rally the other experts against him, Lu Changsheng unleashes a devastating strike with the Great Luo Sword Embryo. Coordinating with Azure Phoenix True Monarch, he seeks to break the encirclement by focusing their combined might on a single enemy to turn the tide of the battle.

Wielding her green-gold halberd, Azure Phoenix True Monarch delivered a horizontal sweep. The strike released a boundless, shimmering radiance and a sharp, overwhelming edge that threatened to split the very fabric of heaven and earth.

Above her, a hundred-zhang Qing Luan phantom unfurled its wings across the firmament. It summoned heavenly winds that resembled chaotic void streams, fierce gales, and azure currents, all surging violently toward Heavenly Silkworm True Monarch.

Bathed in brilliance and interwoven with golden runes, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng did not rush headlong into the fray. Instead, it circled the perimeter, reinforcing the formation. Its surging killing intent billowed like a vast ocean, manifesting feathers that acted as peerless divine swords to harass Ming Sha True Monarch and the others.

Though the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng had only reached the late Third Rank, the burning of its essence blood origin provided a massive boost to its power. Even Nascent Soul True Lords could not afford to be careless, forced to use their own techniques to deflect the onslaught of its one hundred and eight thousand feathers.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The world suddenly shook with the sound of erupting thunder.

Yin Yang Magic Power, Daluo Sword Light, the Luan Bird Phantom, azure winds, and a tempest of blood and foul air collided. The Heavenly Silkworm Domain and the one hundred and eight thousand feathers clashed with the magical arts of five other Nascent Soul True Lords. Together, they sparked a terrifying cataclysm that seemed capable of ending the world.

The frightening spiritual pressure and mana fluctuations were palpable even from hundreds of miles away.

"Who is this person? They clearly lack Nascent Soul Magic Power, yet the strength they display is on par with a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"It isn't just on par; this power actually exceeds many who have recently reached the Nascent Soul stage!"

"When did such a peerless Sword Cultivator appear in the Southern Wilderness?"

"Not just the man himself—look at that golden Peng. It may only be a top-tier third-rank Demon King, but that combat power proves it has awakened the True Spirit Bloodline of a high-level Demon Beast!"

"What kind of background does this man have to possess such incredible fighting strength and such spiritual pets?"

While the name of Yangming True Master carried weight within the Jiang and Jin Kingdoms, it remained relatively obscure throughout the greater Southern Wilderness or its Northern Domain, known by only a few.

However, as his aura flared and he stepped directly into the Nascent Soul level conflict, he immediately drew the focus of several Nascent Soul cultivators, whose faces mirrored their shock and suspicion.

After all, a Core Formation cultivator capable of fighting a Nascent Soul was viewed as a world-class prodigy anywhere.

To go even further beyond that was simply a defiance of common sense!

"That sword must be an attacking Supreme Treasure!"

The onlookers capable of seeing the fight clearly—all of whom were at least at the Nascent Soul stage—possessed sharp insight. They quickly noticed that Lu Changsheng’s magic power and the sword light he unleashed did not share the same origin.

They realized he was not a peerless sword cultivator by nature, but rather a cultivator wielding a powerful Sword Dao Treasure!

"Yangming True Master..."

Below the Secret Realm, Xuanjian True Monarch stood with several Core Formation cultivators, his eyes narrowing as he watched the sky.

He recalled hearing the name years ago in a report from the Heavenly Sword Sect Master, though he hadn't given it much thought at the time.

He had simply ordered someone to keep watch, wanting to see if there was a connection between this man and the new Great Dream City Lord, or if they were the same individual.

He had later crossed paths with him during the pioneering war.

Even then, he sensed the man was extraordinary. He had suspected that if the man ever reached the Nascent Soul stage, he would become a significant problem for the Heavenly Sword Sect.

He never imagined that in a mere ten years, the man's strength would skyrocket again.

To him, this growth was even more shocking than a breakthrough to Nascent Soul!

Core Formation combat power usually had a hard ceiling.

This man should have hit that limit long ago. To be able to further enhance his combat strength under such circumstances was nothing short of miraculous and inconceivable!

"This man should have attempted the Nascent Soul transition long ago. Why wait? Could it be... he is aiming for a Heavenly Nascent Soul?"

Xuanjian True Monarch did not believe Lu Changsheng lacked an Infant Transformation Elixir or a Fourth Rank Spirit Land.

A cultivator of this caliber was likely an old Nascent Soul monster reborn through body snatching, meaning he surely had hidden resources.

Even without an elixir, his foundation was so solid he could likely force a breakthrough!

Therefore, Xuanjian True Monarch concluded the only reason to delay was to prepare for the prestigious Heavenly Nascent Soul!

Achieving a Heavenly Nascent Soul was vastly more difficult than forming a Superior Grade Golden Core or an Immortal Golden Core.

It required the Nascent Soul Spirit Body—born from the shattering of the core—to endure the baptism of a heavenly tribulation and absorb Heavenly Dao Qi. A single mistake would result in being turned to ash.

Years ago, Xuanjian True Monarch had acquired a Tribulation Transcending Treasure and intended to seek a Heavenly Nascent Soul to merge with Heavenly Dao Qi. However, the very first strike of the tribulation had nearly shattered his nascent soul.

"Let us see how this plays out," Xuanjian True Monarch communicated to those beside him.

Both Azure Phoenix True Monarch and Yangming True Master appeared to be Children of Destiny.

Azure Phoenix True Monarch was particularly intriguing.

She had remained hidden in Azure Phoenix Immortal City for a century before leaving Jiang Country and reaching Nascent Soul, a feat that had completely blindsided him.

He continued to watch, curious to see what other trump cards she might be holding.

If Yangming True Master failed to help and Azure Phoenix True Monarch’s physical form was destroyed, leaving only her nascent spirit, he would step in.

In the current climate of Jiang Country, having her around was useful for maintaining stability and protecting their interests.

On the other hand, if her potential and strength were mediocre—just an average Nascent Soul—that would be even better for him.

With those thoughts, Xuanjian True Monarch kept his gaze fixed on the sky, his eyes reflecting the images of the two combatants.

He specifically noted the Daluo Sword Embryo in Lu Changsheng's hand, which seemed to glow with a divine, celestial light.

...

"Daoist Ming Sha, save me!"

While the observers debated, the battle in the sky reached a fever pitch. Heavenly Silkworm True Monarch, trapped between the Daluo Sword Light and the Qing Luan's magic, let out a desperate cry.

He might have struggled against Lu Changsheng under normal conditions, but facing the combined, full-power assault of both Lu Changsheng and Azure Phoenix True Monarch was too much.

Under that crushing pressure, his domain began to crack and splinter. The Heavenly Silkworm Robe he wore flickered weakly. His heart was gripped by a dark premonition, as if the shadow of 'death' was already looming over him.

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