From that moment on, the ceremony was complete.
A new era was arriving. A rising star was moving toward the center of world power.
The Daoist Seed of the Profound Sect—this was the man who had once intended to marry Su Liumeng. Even now, he remained only the Daoist Seed; he still had a long way to go before becoming the Sect Leader. He gazed at the dazzling, radiant figure atop the throne, a flash of intense resentment flickering deep within his eyes.
Regardless of the process, the result was that Su Liumeng had surpassed all her peers. This youth, who prided himself on having an extraordinary destiny, felt pressure for the first time in his life. His status could not compare to hers. Only his cultivation realm allowed him a sliver of fortunate pride.
So what if she had succeeded the position of Grand Elder early? He had only just reached his twentieth year and already possessed a cultivation at the Seventh Realm. This was the source of his confidence to look down upon the world. He remained steadfast in his belief that no matter how exceptional Su Liumeng’s talent was, she was at most at the Seventh Realm right now.
In the same realm, he considered himself unrivaled among his generation.
As the succession ceremony concluded, the next phase—the challenge segment—officially arrived.
In the countless successions of Grand Elders in the past, this had been more like an entertaining challenge phase, but today, the atmosphere had changed. It had always been a step used to establish the prestige of the newly appointed Grand Elder.
When it was this generation’s Grand Elder—Su Liumeng—taking the position, the people present harbored different thoughts. No matter how low the girl’s cultivation might be, she still represented the face of the Su family. Who would want to court disaster by being the first to offend her?
Almost everyone believed her realm was not high. The entire square grew quiet for a moment. Many were considering whether to send out a subordinate at the Seventh Realm to conveniently do the Su family’s Grand Elder a favor.
Just then, an abrupt voice rang throughout the venue.
An old man stepped out from the viewing platform and stood below the steps with his hands cupped in a salute. His blunt tone and attitude of the strong bullying the weak caused a stir on the platform. Everyone held their breath; while their mindset was to stay out of trouble, it did not stop them from watching a ridiculous drama that would cause the Su family’s Grand Elder to lose face.
“I am Feng Moran of the Feng family. Following the Su family’s etiquette, I challenge the Grand Elder. Please grant me your guidance.”
His words were polite, but the ambition in his eyes made many people frown. Who was this person? Where did he come from, trying to steal the spotlight? Who was the one planning this challenge behind the scenes?
Many turned their gazes toward the middle-aged scholar at the very front of the viewing platform. The Su Family Head opened his eyes wordlessly. He thought to himself, *Does this have anything to do with me?*
As it turned out, in the next second, Feng Moran was casting a meaningful look at him. He might as well have said out loud: *I am the person you sent; everyone is watching nearby, you cannot turn your back on me now.*
This was exactly what Feng Moran intended. Good deeds must leave a name. He planned to publicly solidify his relationship with the Su Family Head. This way, in front of the world’s heroes, no matter how much the Su Family Head resisted, he would be forced to accept his allegiance.
*No, who even are you?*
The middle-aged scholar was almost driven to laughter by his anger.
“Family Head, this person is the elder of an insignificant small family who wanted to seek refuge with you last time.”
The Su Family Head tapped his finger lightly on the table.
“Family Head, what should we do now?”
“With his hint, I’m afraid everyone will misunderstand.”
The Su Family Head’s eyes were obscure, showing no sign of joy or anger, as he slowly closed them again. “Whatever.”
“A piece of trash who overestimates himself won’t even live for ten minutes. Is he worth my effort?”
“If Su Liumeng is that stupid, I have nothing to say.”
Others did not know Su Liumeng’s realm, but as the Su Family Head, how could he not know? There was indeed a good show to watch, but the protagonist of this play had long since changed.
As Feng Moran stepped forward to challenge, many people sat up straight.
“Although this person’s reputation is not well-known, he is a powerhouse who has been immersed in the Ego Realm for decades. Su Liumeng will be no match for him; she is likely to make a fool of herself.”
“No matter who planned this challenge, as long as it can extinguish the Su family’s arrogant flames, today’s trip won’t be a waste.”
“I’m truly looking forward to it. I want to see the disgrace of the Su family’s Grand Elder, who has pressured the other great families until they couldn’t breathe.”
On the highest throne, Si Zhiruo was crawling around on the golden chair. My brow twitched violently as I grabbed her and pulled her directly onto my lap.
“Don’t crawl around next time. There are so many people watching below.”
Si Zhiruo’s small hand touched the material of the chair. “Mama, it’s cold here.”
“Mhm, it’ll get warm once you sit for a while.”
From beginning to end, I never looked at the challenger below. If Su Liumeng couldn’t even defeat an old man at the Ego Realm, she might as well go home and farm overnight; if she got into the fields before early spring, she might still win a good harvest.
Su Liumeng did not stand up. “Granted.”
This attitude of not even standing up, treating the challenger below as if he were nothing, ignited a fierce, nameless fire in Feng Moran’s heart.
*What right do you have to look down on me?*
A mere little slip of a girl dared to ignore an expert of the Ego Realm like him. She likely didn’t know how to spell the words ‘arrogance’ and ‘death.’
In the next second, a roar filled with fury spread across the sky. Feng Moran stomped one foot on the ground, using the recoil to shoot toward the sky like a sharp arrow.
This punch was his full-strength strike delivered in a state of rage. Some people’s expressions changed in secret. This was an attempt to kill the Su family’s Grand Elder.
Only the high-level members of the Su family remained calm and composed, making no reaction whatsoever. This scene made Feng Moran even more ecstatic. If he hadn’t received the Family Head’s tacit approval, how could these people have no reaction when their own Grand Elder was about to be beaten to death?
He was already fantasizing about stepping on the Grand Elder and the future life that would belong to him. Glory and wealth seemed within his reach.
To everyone’s surprise, Su Liumeng had no intention of making a move at all.
Has she—has she gone mad?
The viewing platform was in an uproar. Facing the attack of an Ego Realm powerhouse, she actually showed no reaction. Could it be that she was waiting for death?
The Su family servants who didn’t know the truth already had their hearts in their throats.
Su Liumeng still made no movement. Only I could clearly see that a marking on her brow was glowing.
In the next instant, the phantoms of nine True Dragons appeared out of thin air in Feng Moran’s path. The offensive, which could have crushed anyone in the Unity Realm, dissipated without warning.
“You—”
He stared blankly at his palm. Before he could finish his sentence, he was forcibly pressed to the ground by the pressure of the nine True Dragon phantoms. He knelt in submission like an ant.
Su Liumeng hadn’t even personally made a move. Just by summoning a phantom, she had easily suppressed an Ego Realm expert.
What a powerful combat strength this was. Others did not dare to think deeply about what had happened, because the fact was right before their eyes. Near the True Dragon phantoms, the signature aura belonging to Su Liumeng proved beyond doubt that this was her doing.
Si Zhiruo’s voice was soft and sweet, yet it strangely echoed throughout the venue. “Tch, just a jumping clown. She could crush you to death with a single finger.”
Silence. An eerie silence.
It was unknown who was the first to swallow their saliva. This inconceivable scene had surpassed the understanding of countless people. Was there really someone in this world who didn’t need to strike directly, but could defeat an Ego Realm powerhouse based solely on their own pressure?
Precisely because it was too unbelievable, some people couldn’t help but doubt the reality of the scene before them. Perhaps, perhaps it was other elders of the Su family secretly helping? That was also possible, right?
In the next second, the words Su Liumeng spoke settled the matter directly, crushing all the noise and doubt.
The girl swept her robes and stood up from the golden chair. The terrifying pressure belonging to a True Dragon swept across the entire field. Many people with low cultivation realms were even trembling, their blood and qi showing signs of reverse flow and collapse.
This could no longer be described with the word ‘powerful.’ Only a gap in the level of life itself could cause such a phenomenon.
“I am the Grand Elder of the Su family. I am nineteen years old, at the peak of the Ego Realm. I have mastered an unprecedented True Dragon body and nine True Dragon bloodlines that have reached their limits.”
“I shall lead the Su family toward another era of glory.”
“Everyone, if there are any who are dissatisfied, please come forward together.”
Arrogance. Extreme arrogance.
Yet, on the viewing platform, one could hear a pin drop.
Because a genuine Divine Dragon body appeared in the sky without any omen. Below the several-hundred-meter-long Golden Dragon body was a massive black shadow. Beneath this Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, eight different True Dragon phantoms were entwined. These were all True Dragon forms that Su Liumeng could freely transform into.
Everyone present was a powerhouse in their own right; how could they not recognize that this was the Su family’s strongest True Dragon form? Only those whose bloodline was strong to the extreme could achieve atavism. In the previous generation of the Su family, the only one who could achieve atavism was the Thirteenth Ancestor.
The Thirteenth Ancestor—who was that? He was a supreme Source-level powerhouse who suppressed an entire era.
This generation’s Su Liumeng was even more shockingly talented; her bloodline was so powerful that she could summon nine True Dragon bodies. What a staggering sight this was. The massive pressure belonging to the True Dragons was rampaging back and forth in the square.
Su Liumeng’s cold voice had not yet completely faded, but not a single person dared to easily speak a word of challenge.
The Daoist Seed of the Profound Sect fell miserably to the ground; under this pressure, he couldn’t even manage to speak normally.
“How is this possible?”
Only nineteen years old, and not only was she already at the peak of the Ego Realm, but her bloodline was unprecedented. Nine ultimate True Dragon bloodlines—that was a full nine of them! The stronger the bloodline, the more shocking the talent and combat power. He didn’t even dare to imagine what heights the future Su Liumeng could reach.
The events that took place at today’s succession ceremony were too horrifying, leaving countless powerhouses speechless from the shock.
No wonder. No wonder the previous Grand Elder chose to let Su Liumeng succeed the position early. Only because she already possessed the corresponding combat strength was she qualified to ascend to the throne a step early.
After today’s ceremony, the true name of Su Liumeng would surely spread throughout the entire world. Her deeds would become legends sung by the people for years to come. This was no longer as simple as a meteoric rise. The terrifying pressure she brought had already made countless people unable to breathe.
Among the younger generation, she was an insurmountable mountain. And among the older generation, was she not the same?
Could it be—was she really going to overshadow an entire era?
The Daoist Seed of the Profound Sect stumbled away, lost and dejected.
The formal viewing of the ceremony officially ended. Su Liumeng’s powerful True Dragon form and the suffocatingly terrifying pressure left a psychological shadow on the spectators that would not dissipate for many years.
The Lord of Kunlun cupped his hands in a salute and then hurriedly left with his subordinates.
The sky of the Sixth Realm was about to change. This was a consensus in everyone’s hearts.
Young and flamboyant, high-spirited, unparalleled in talent, and holding high authority. When these phrases were combined into one sentence, how many people could fail to take her seriously?
Feng Moran was still immersed in his grand dreams, his mind unable to process how he could have lost so simply and abruptly.
The Su Family Head held his hands behind his back, also intending to leave the scene. Seeing him approach, Feng Moran immediately tried to rush forward.
“Where did this beggar come from?”
A hidden guard next to the Su Family Head kicked him first. A self-important Ego Realm powerhouse was now like a dead dog, comically kicked to death at the ceremony venue, never again having the chance to dream his grand dreams.