Eternal Bonds: A Journey with the Fated Immortal

The heavens and earth trembled, and all beings quivered in fear. Countless chains of divine order appeared, and numerous visions emerged. There were chaotic blue lotuses, golden flowers descending from the sky, and immortals chanting scriptures, with billions of gods and demons roaring. Interweaving golden lightning and surging chaotic mist filled the air.

At the sky’s peak, countless stars cascaded down, forming a starry river above Su Changsheng’s head. The starlight was dazzling, resembling a world within the cosmic starry sky.

The entire heavens and earth were blanketed with stars, and boundless starlight illuminated everything as if one had entered the cosmic realm.

Within Su Changsheng’s eyes, brilliant starlight was visible. Vaguely, rotating stars emitted surging fluctuations that were overwhelming to behold. At this moment, with the star river above his head and standing on the vast earth, he seemed to be the ruler of celestial bodies. He could command the stars and possess an invincible divine might with a single thought.

“How is this possible!”

The Purple Mountain Saint’s expression finally changed. His tall and burly body retreated step by step, his gaze trembling as he looked at Su Changsheng.

“The fourth stage of the Saint realm!”

He couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment.

How was this possible?

Su Changsheng had just ascended to the Saint realm not long ago. How could he be a powerhouse at the fourth stage of the Saint realm?

It should be known that reaching the Saint realm and continuing to break through required being either an unparalleled genius, possessing an unparalleled physique, having abundant resources, or obtaining great opportunities. Otherwise, breaking through a single stage would take at least thousands or even thousands of years.

And that was only referring to those who had the potential to break through and continue to improve as Saints. Take the Purple Mountain Saint, for example. His potential had reached its limit. Even after more than 30,000 years in the third stage of the Saint realm, he still found it difficult to break through to the fourth stage!

As for his elder brother, who had slightly higher talent, he was in seclusion, attempting to break through to the fourth stage. And that was already quite remarkable.

Some weaker Saints, although lucky enough to become Saints, would generally remain stagnant throughout their lives. Therefore, although Su Changsheng was a Saint, the Purple Mountain Saint did not regard him highly. With the Purple Mountain Saint’s strength, there was a great chance of killing him.

However, the intelligence was wrong. Su Changsheng was not a newly ascended Saint; he was a powerhouse at the fourth stage of the Saint realm, one stage higher than his elder brother.

“What! Su Changsheng is actually at the fourth stage of the Saint realm. Didn’t he just ascend not long ago?”

“Could it be that he became a Saint hundreds of years ago?”

“Impossible! Even if he became a Saint a hundred years ago, this short time is insufficient for him to break through four stages!”

“It seems that he must have obtained a great opportunity!”

On the other side, a group of semi-Saint sect masters was also stunned upon hearing this. No one expected Su Changsheng to be at the fourth stage of the Saint realm, not a newly ascended Saint.

“It’s a Saint at the fourth stage…”

Ling Jian’s expression turned ugly, and he felt a hint of regret. He wouldn’t have tried to undermine him earlier if he had known that Su Changsheng would be this strong. Although it was just idle talk, in the larger scheme of things, it was an offense to the authority of a Saint. If Su Changsheng were to become hostile to the Ling Xu Sword Sect because of this, as the sect master, he would also face punishment.

Don’t worry. My Ling Xu Sword Sect has three ancestral Saints. Even if he’s at the fourth stage of the Saint realm, our sect has two Saints. We are not afraid of Su Changsheng! Ling Jian silently reassured himself, but he still felt some regret.

“The fourth stage of the Saint realm?”

On the other side, White Cloud Patriarch’s eyes lit up, and hope again ignited within him. With this strength, Su Changsheng should no longer fear the Purple Mountain Saint!

Beside him, Bai Yuege blinked her clear eyes and stared intently at Su Changsheng’s figure, shimmering with a touch of brilliance.

“Dare to disrupt my wedding? I’ll kill you with the Three Sword Strikes!”

Amidst the battle, Su Changsheng remained indifferent to everyone’s shock. He stepped forward, and a terrifying aura surged like a mighty river.

“Clang!”

In an instant, Su Changsheng’s index and middle fingers formed a sword gesture. Above his head, the starry river revolved, and giant stars came rolling down. Each star was immense, like real celestial bodies, pressing down on the void with a resounding rumble as if it could shatter it.

Nine giant stars revolved, transforming into an unparalleled divine sword. Its sharpness astonished the world, and its sword aura broke through the heavens like it could pierce through the sky and cut through endless ages.

The awe-inspiring sword aura caused the Purple Mountain Saint’s expression to change greatly, and he roared angrily, “You dare to use the Three Sword Strikes against me? Who do you think you are? Even if you’re at the fourth stage of the Saint realm, I will kill you without hesitation!”

As he spoke, he wielded the blood-colored great bow in his hand. Terrifying divine power surged into it, and in an instant, the entire bow radiated a terrifying brilliance.

A blood-red divine glow illuminated the world. Inside the bowstring, mysterious crimson rules circulated, exuding an overwhelming intent to kill, as if an unparalleled god of slaughter had returned.

The Bow of Holy Execution, the supreme sacred weapon of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, was much more terrifying than regular sacred weapons.

“The Bow of Holy Execution, capable of slaying gods and exterminating all living beings!” The Purple Mountain Saint yelled, his other hand pulling the bowstring forcefully, drawing it to a full moon. His white hair fluttered, and with a buzzing sound, an immense blood-colored radiance surged between heaven and earth.

The aura of slaughter spread throughout the world, condensed at this moment. The space was filled with a blood-colored radiance, like a crimson ocean where dark, killing light, and deadly laws intertwined.