Chapter 250 - In the Sword Dao I, Alone, Reign Over All!

"Supreme Adjudicator Qin Tian!"

"He's one of the youngest Supreme Adjudicators, with still more potential to rise!"

A Supreme Adjudicator of the Sword Ruins—a figure above the clouds of the Nine Hells. When this man appeared, Yun Xiao noticed Ling Chen's eyes suddenly turn cold, filled with a deep murderous intent.

"Wuque!" Qin Tian's eyes blazed as he looked at him. "I wish to take you as my disciple. Do you accept?"

Bai Wuque was still in a daze, but his mother promptly pushed him forward, making him kneel.

"Disciple Wuque, greets my master!" Bai Wuque declared, his voice full of excitement. Happiness came like a bolt from the blue. He and Zhaoyu, one ascended to the heavens, the other plummeted to hell. Such was the harsh reality of the world.

"Good!" Qin Tian smiled in satisfaction.

Around them, envious eyes lingered.

"Wuque, I'm happy for you, brother," said a young man in violet, walking up behind Qin Tian. He had a straight nose and deep, calculating eyes, seemingly more shrewd than Bai Wuque.

"Brother Luo," Bai Wuque greeted with a bow and a smile. The two exchanged knowing grins. Everyone looked on in awe and envy.

Only Ling Chen seethed with murderous intent towards this Qin Tian and Qin Luo, the father-son duo.

"Ling Chen!" The festivities hadn't even died down when the elder overseeing the Sword Baptism Ceremony called out the next name.

"Brother Ling, it's your turn," Yun Xiao said.

"Watch me," Ling Chen replied, his tone flat but confident. As he stepped onto the altar, hardly anyone paid attention. People were still envying Bai Wuque, who was chatting merrily with his mother and the Qin Family.

"Ling Chen?" Qin Luo suddenly heard the name and couldn't help but look back.

"Why is that kid still alive?" Qin Tian said indifferently.

"Dad, it's not easy to find a good toy on the tedious path of sword cultivation," Qin Luo said with a smile.

"That talk of yours sounds just like a brainless villain," Qin Tian remarked.

"The thing is, he doesn't even have a Sword Bone, just a hollow Sword Soul. Can he even be the protagonist?" Qin Luo chuckled.

"I don't think so. I've been bullying him daily, and never once saw him pull off a dramatic turnaround." Bai Wuque suddenly laughed.

Hearing this, everyone chuckled lightly.

"Fine,” Qin Tian said, not laughing, "In a few days, I'll find a reason to pin on his parents. Then you quietly finish him off. Such a pitiable person living, he'll tarnish your future reputation."

Like that, it appeared Ling Chen would be dead, and soon forgotten. As they conversed, many Sword Cultivators cast curious glances at Ling Chen, their interest piqued.

"Doesn't that name sound familiar?"

"Ling Chen? Isn't he the cripple of the Ling Family?"

"Yes, that's him!"

"Still alive, huh?"

"Tough as a cockroach, this one."

The notoriety of the Ling Family's outcast sparked some attention, exactly what Qin Tian had hoped to avoid.

The higher one climbed, the more one valued face. Qin Tian, Qin Luo, the Ling family's outcast... their intersection easily dredged up old stories and rumors.

"Didn't I hear that Qin Luo's miraculous Sword Bone was taken from this Ling Family's waste?"

"Careful with your words, these are just rumors!"

"The Ling Family, once a prominent clan of the Sword Ruins, has fallen so low to find relevance by smearing others?"

Many looked towards Ling Chen with odd expressions. But the young man seemed oblivious to all the disparagement. He stood under the light of the Eternal Sword, stepped onto the altar amidst Zhaoyu's blood, and looked up at the sword, his eyes brimming with a fierce light.

"Your fattened lamb is about to show off," Blue Star jeered.

Yun Xiao watched the young man with a cold gaze, murmuring, "Let him put on a few more shows, fatten him up a bit."

The talent of the Seed of Creation in this reincarnated Divine Sky Sword Emperor needed to be gradually stimulated. Otherwise, if he had been slain by Bai Wuque in the Demon Continent, Yun Xiao could have simply reaped the benefits. The fatter, the better!

"It starts now!" Ling Chen, with a cold smile, stretched out his hand towards the sky.

HUM!

From his fingertip, a nine-colored Sword Soul burst forth, emitting a brilliant display of colors, competing with the Eternal Sword above for radiance.

"Huh?!" Hundreds of thousands of Sword Cultivators, along with the Sword Ruins's powerhouses, turned their eyes in shock towards the gray-robed youth.

"A nine-colored Sword Soul?" No one had ever seen such a thing! This resonance between the nine-colored Sword Soul and the Eternal Sword immediately caused many hearts to skip a beat.

"What's that?" Qin Luo and Bai Wuque were momentarily stunned.

Qin Tian and Bai Qingxue, meanwhile, furrowed their brows.

Suddenly, an eerie silence enveloped everything.

"The path to my rebirth begins here!" Ling Chen declared, suddenly raising his sword towards the heavens.

HUM!

The Eternal Sword, as if drawn by a magnet, thundered down, converging with the nine-colored Sword Soul. At that moment, it was as though nine immense Immortals and devils encircled the Eternal Sword, causing ripples of spatial distortion. It was like the descent of nine boundless universes!

DONG!

The Eternal Sword hummed once!

DONG, DONG, DONG, DONG, DONG!

And then, in an instant, it hummed five more times!

Together, that made six resonances so far.

"A Supreme Disciple!" Bai Wuque and Bai Qingxue were dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.

Qin Tian and Qin Luo exchanged glances. Had they somehow jinxed themselves?

"See what your mischief has wrought!" Qin Tian scolded, glaring at his son. Would he allow Ling Chen a chance at revenge? Of course not!

Qin Tian stood below the altar, his hand shooting out a beam of sword energy, aiming straight for Ling Chen's forehead. It was a sudden, deadly attack!

In that instant, however, Ling Chen started to laugh.

DONG!

The Eternal Sword hummed for the seventh time!

This hum shook the heavens and the earth!

"Seven resonances of the sword, and Sovereign Star Child descends!" Hundreds of thousands of Sword Cultivators on the scene were shaken, their eyes ablaze with disbelief as they stared at the so-called waste of the Ling family.

BOOM!

A golden gate of sword energy burst open in front of Ling Chen, swallowing Qin Tian's sword of slaughter.

"The gate of the Sword Warden opens!" Hundreds of thousands of Sword Cultivators, in a frenzy like a tidal wave, knelt down, shouting in unison, "All hail the Heavenly Sword Warden!"

Behind the gate stood a towering figure, bathing in a pool of sword energy, slowly lifting his head to cast an icy gaze upon Qin Tian.

BOOM!

Qin Tian reeled as if struck by thunder, his face twisted in horror. He staggered back three steps, turning deathly pale.

"Sovereign Star Child, the heir to the Sword Ruins..." Bai Wuque and Bai Qingxue were thunderstruck, their lips turning white.

"Dad, what's going on?" Qin Luo clenched his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.

"Shut up!" Qin Tian roared.

"Supreme Adjudicator Qin Tian!" Ling Chen, standing as if he were atop the heavens, looked coldly at the middle-aged man in violet. "Is this all it takes to scare you?"

"How can you... Your sword bone was stolen..." Qin Tian's voice shook, his fingers trembling.

"A worthless bone, a gift for your son," Ling Chen said, looking skyward with a cold smile, grasping his sword again. "Without discarding the worthless, how can one attain a divine sword bone? Watch closely!"

DONG!

The Eternal Sword hummed eight times!

Inside and outside the Sword Ruins, every Sword Cultivator went wild.

"The Heavenly Sun Child descends! Our Eternal Sword Prison will reign supreme in the Nine Hells!"

"The Ancestral Sword Tomb opens for him!"

In the void, a hunched, white-haired old man suddenly appeared, standing above the clouds, his eyes brimming with tears as he gazed at Ling Chen.

"It's the Guardian of the Ancestral Sword Tomb, the Withered Bone Keeper!"

"Never thought I'd live to see this legendary figure!"

Inside the Sword Ruins, countless Sword Cultivators took to the skies. Outside, tens of thousands knelt, not daring to rise. They beheld Ling Chen, the Sword Warden Gate, and the Withered Bones Keeper, their minds bursting with awe.

"Ling Chen! The Heavenly Sun Child!" Such cheers echoed through the Sword Ruins. Soon, they would resound throughout the Eternal Sword Prison.

Qin Tian, Bai Qingxue, and others stood frozen, their eyes cracking with blood.

Just as Qin Tian was about to kneel, Ling Chen burst into laughter.

"Hey, hey, hey, is this all it takes to scare you?"

"What..." Over a million Sword Cultivators were dumbstruck. Was there more? Their eyes turned stiffly towards the Eternal Sword.

At this moment, Ling Chen raised the nine-colored Sword Soul high, like a reincarnated Immortal. "In the Sword Dao... I, alone, reign over all! I am invincible! Invincible under heaven, invincible in the skies, invincible in the universe, invincible through the ages!"

As his words fell—

DONG!

The Eternal Sword erupted with its ninth and final hum.

At that moment, it seemed the entire Nine Hells trembled in mourning.

"An Exiled Sword Immortal descends..."

Everyone was stupefied.

Only Ling Chen laughed.

And of course, Yun Xiao laughed too.