Four Hundredfold Volume, the True Realm Crushes the Nine-Headed Supreme!

"Tianmen City..." "Very well, let us go to Tianmen City first." In the end, Lu Changsheng adopted Zhao Yi's suggestion. It was not that he feared the Nine-Headed Supreme. Rather, Mingluo Universe hung by a thread, liable to collapse at any moment. Lu Changsheng had to race against the clock and could not afford to waste a single second. If he went to Molo Airspace, a dispute with the Nine-Headed Supreme would be inevitable, likely escalating into an all-out battle. Lu Changsheng had no idea how much time that would cost him, but it would certainly be a nuisance. In any case, his goal was merely to devour plane ruins, and Tianmen City served that purpose just as well. It would save time. And it would save trouble. Having made his decision, Lu Changsheng acted at once. Using his dimension-ascended True Realm Plane, he located the exact coordinates of Tianmen City. Then he descended directly upon it. *Whoosh.* Lu Changsheng arrived at Tianmen City. Yet what met his eyes was entirely different from what he had imagined. Tianmen City had vanished. Indeed, it had vanished completely. In its place raged boundless spatial storms, swirling around a colossal rift. The rift was even continuing to expand. Beyond that yawning tear lay the River of Spacetime. The river's surging currents were plainly visible through the gap. Lu Changsheng immediately understood what had occurred. Tianmen City had shattered utterly. Mingluo Universe was already collapsing. The fate of Tianmen City made that abundantly clear. For now, the rate of collapse was not excessively fast. Mingluo Universe might still endure for several centuries or even several millennia. Yet no one could say for certain how much time remained. Which meant the time left for Lu Changsheng was dwindling fast. "Tianmen City is gone, so Molo Airspace is our only choice!" "Perhaps Molo Airspace will be the very last place we stay in Mingluo Universe." "And our final opportunity..." Lu Changsheng remarked calmly. At this point, even if he wished to avoid trouble, he had no choice but to cross hands with the Nine-Headed Supreme to settle the ownership of Molo Airspace. "Let's go. To Molo Airspace!" Lu Changsheng made up his mind without hesitation and set off for Molo Airspace with Zhao Yi. *** At that moment, Molo Airspace was entirely deserted. Yet around its periphery gathered numerous cosmic mighty figures. Today, a host of mighty figures had congregated near Molo Airspace for a single reason. The Supreme Sword Venerable was about to enter Molo Airspace. It was as simple as that. The so-called Supreme Sword Venerable was the strongest Second Realm mighty figure in the Sword Universe. He was revered throughout his home realm as the Supreme Sword Venerable. Rumor had it that he was the mighty figure in the Sword Universe most likely to comprehend immortal true intent and advance to become a Third Realm Sovereign. The reason the Supreme Sword Venerable had come to Molo Airspace was that within it lay a sword forged from immortal substance. Reportedly, it was a supreme treasure once wielded by a Third Realm Sovereign of Mingluo Universe. Now, that treasure lay within Molo Airspace. Unfortunately, Molo Airspace had been seized by the Nine-Headed Supreme. Anyone who dared step into Molo Airspace was devoured by him. Earlier, several mighty figures—even top-tier ones—had refused to believe the warnings or fear the Nine-Headed Supreme, insisting on entering Molo Airspace. Every one of them had met the same fate: swallowed whole by the Nine-Headed Supreme. In total, more than thirty cosmic mighty figures had stepped into Molo Airspace, only to end up in his belly. Now, the Supreme Sword Venerable was about to enter as well. A fierce contest between dragon and tiger was certain to unfold. Naturally, this drew the rapt attention of countless cosmic mighty figures. "Can the Supreme Sword Venerable defeat the Nine-Headed Supreme?" "The Supreme Sword Venerable has a towering reputation, and the Sword Universe is a formidable cosmos. To be hailed as the Supreme Sword Venerable there speaks volumes about his terrifying strength." "Yet the Nine-Headed Supreme seems even more dreadful. No matter what he faces, he simply swallows it in one bite. Didn't he do the exact same thing against top-tier cosmic mighty figures before? People spoke of them in glowing terms, praising their illustrious fame, yet they still couldn't escape being devoured." "Let's watch and see. Molo Airspace holds countless treasures—it has roughly the greatest concentration of treasures in Mingluo Universe—yet the Nine-Headed Supreme monopolized it. If only the Supreme Sword Venerable can defeat or even slay him, perhaps we'll be able to enter as well." Many cosmic mighty figures still leaned toward supporting the Supreme Sword Venerable. After all, the Nine-Headed Supreme was far too tyrannical. Countless mighty figures ground their teeth in hatred of him, yet were powerless to do anything. Now they could only hope that the Supreme Sword Venerable would prove superior, defeating or killing the Nine-Headed Supreme so they might slip into Molo Airspace and reap some benefits of their own. Thus, countless pairs of eyes converged on the Supreme Sword Venerable. The Supreme Sword Venerable was clad in white. In his hand he held a longsword. Step by step, he advanced toward Molo Airspace. Three steps, two steps, one step... The instant the Supreme Sword Venerable truly stepped into Molo Airspace— *Boom!* A world-shaking, soul-chilling aura surged into the sky. Immediately after, nine colossal heads became faintly visible, sprawling across the void within Molo Airspace, drifting between illusion and reality as they exuded an abyssal, terrifying presence. The Nine-Headed Supreme! This towering entity was none other than the renowned Nine-Headed Supreme, whose very name made countless cosmic mighty figures shudder! "All who enter Molo Airspace shall die. That includes you, Supreme Sword Venerable!" The Nine-Headed Supreme's voice rolled out like thunder, audible to all. The Supreme Sword Venerable's expression remained tranquil. He raised the sword in his hand. As a magnificent Sword Venerable and Second Realm mighty figure, he had no need for such an "unadorned" method to execute his sword arts. Yet the Supreme Sword Venerable was different. He had returned to simplicity and truth. His sword intent was terrifying beyond measure. Paired with his sword qi, he could cut down cosmic mighty figures with a single strike. "Nine-Headed Supreme, Molo Airspace contains something I require," the Supreme Sword Venerable stated calmly. "In that case, die!" The Nine-Headed Supreme roared in fury. One of his massive heads gaped wide, baring a maw like a bloody chasm. *Swish! Swish! Swish!* The Supreme Sword Venerable slashed out several enormous streaks of sword qi in succession. Sword qi swept across the heavens, slicing straight toward the Nine-Headed Supreme. Yet the Nine-Headed Supreme's gaping maw showed no fear whatsoever, swallowing the streaks of sword qi whole in a single gulp. The Supreme Sword Venerable felt his heart tighten. His sword qi was no ordinary attack; it carried his own sword intent. While his sword intent had not yet transformed into immortal true intent, obliterating it was an extraordinarily difficult feat. Even a top-tier cosmic mighty figure would find those few streaks of sword qi impossible to block. Yet the Nine-Headed Supreme had disregarded them entirely, swallowing them in a single gulp. "Is that all?" the Nine-Headed Supreme taunted, even smacking his lips in brief savor. "What?" The Supreme Sword Venerable's eyes went wide. He could scarcely believe it. He was not the only one; many cosmic mighty figures outside Molo Airspace stared in disbelief as well. Even from a great distance, they had felt the sheer sharpness of those streaks of sword qi. Not even a top-tier cosmic mighty figure could guarantee withstanding them. Taking a single streak was daunting enough, let alone several. And the result? The Nine-Headed Supreme had swallowed them in one bite. His form had not even flickered. He was completely unharmed, as though what he had just swallowed were not razor-sharp sword qi, but a light snack. It was utterly inconceivable. Without hesitation, the Nine-Headed Supreme launched his counterattack. His nine heads swelled abruptly until they rivaled mountains and astral bodies, lunging across the void to snap ferociously at the Supreme Sword Venerable. The Supreme Sword Venerable slashed repeatedly with his blade. Countless strands of sword qi gathered in the void, gradually coalescing into a colossal greatsword. This gigantic blade appeared even larger than the Nine-Headed Supreme's body. Then the sword plunged violently downward, poised to cleave the Nine-Headed Supreme in two. Yet the Nine-Headed Supreme's nine heads swelled once more. Once again, a maw opened wide and swallowed the greatsword whole. Immediately after, the bloody maw crashed downward. This time, the Supreme Sword Venerable could not hold out. He was sucked directly into the Nine-Headed Supreme's belly. The Nine-Headed Supreme's body began to bulge, expanding one moment and contracting the next. The sharp, fierce aura of the Supreme Sword Venerable's sword qi could still be faintly perceived inside. Alas, that was all. A terrifying power of confinement seemed to govern the interior of the Nine-Headed Supreme's body. Once any person or power entered his belly, further struggle became impossible. The Supreme Sword Venerable was no exception. After being swallowed whole, he struggled for only a brief moment before falling completely silent. Silence! A dead hush descended over the surroundings of Molo Airspace. Everyone stood dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes. The illustrious Supreme Sword Venerable— the most exceptionally talented cosmic mighty figure in the Sword Universe, the powerhouse most likely to ascend as a Third Realm Sovereign— had died just like that? Swallowed in a single bite by the Nine-Headed Supreme, without the slightest power to struggle or resist. Was that truly the Supreme Sword Venerable? "The Supreme Sword Venerable died just like that? Fallen?" "He must have. Still, he surely left behind preparations in the Sword Universe that will allow him to revive." "Even if he revives, will he still be the same Supreme Sword Venerable? Once a swordsman meets defeat, his sharp edge is broken. That is far more devastating than developing an inner demon. It will be nigh impossible for him to challenge the Third Realm in the future. In this single battle, the Nine-Headed Supreme effectively severed his path of cultivation!" "It truly is unbelievable, yet the truth lies right before our eyes. The Supreme Sword Venerable truly lost." "I had only heard that the Nine-Headed Supreme was strong, but never knew just how strong. The Supreme Sword Venerable's renown was thunderous, far surpassing that of the Nine-Headed Supreme. Who could have imagined he would be so fragile?" "The Supreme Sword Venerable was not fragile. Among all the cosmic mighty figures present, who would dare claim they could defeat him? None, I wager. Even so, he died—which only means the Nine-Headed Supreme is far stronger, powerful beyond our wildest imagination!" "No wonder he can dominate Molo Airspace. I wonder if the Nine-Headed Supreme can make it onto the River of Spacetime's Hundred Supremes List?" "Hard to say. Everyone who earns a spot on the Hundred Supremes List is a peerless genius capable of suppressing an entire era, and most of them eventually become Third Realm Sovereigns. Earning a place on that list is brutally difficult; at the very least, the Nine-Headed Supreme was never on it before." "Still, after this battle, he'll likely be inducted, won't he? After all, the Supreme Sword Venerable was someone who fell short of the Hundred Supremes List by only a fraction..." Many cosmic mighty figures were deeply shaken. Most realized they had drastically underestimated the Nine-Headed Supreme. Though they knew of his ferocious reputation, who could have guessed his strength had reached such an extent? Even the Supreme Sword Venerable had been swallowed whole. The Nine-Headed Supreme sank back into Molo Airspace, vanishing from sight once more. Quiet returned to the entire region. Even if countless cosmic mighty figures were profoundly shaken, it did not disturb the Nine-Headed Supreme in the least. As for the Supreme Sword Venerable? Death was death. What if he was the foremost cosmic mighty figure in the Sword Universe? What if his background was extraordinary? What if he had a Third Realm mighty figure backing him? The Nine-Headed Supreme did not care in the slightest. His own origins were hardly ordinary, and he too had a Third Realm Sovereign behind him. Besides, no Sovereign would step into Mingluo Universe. There was no need. Only that physical body of the Supreme Sword Venerable had died; he had not truly perished for good. If he wanted revenge, he would have to rely on cultivating his way back up and seeing if he could claim it personally in the future. For now, no one could do a thing to the Nine-Headed Supreme. *** Barely three days after the Nine-Headed Supreme swallowed the Supreme Sword Venerable, an enormous world phantom suddenly descended from the void. Vast and majestic, the phantom expanded as if to envelop the entirety of Molo Airspace. It sought to "swallow" Molo Airspace whole! Such a blatant provocation instantly drew the attention of the many mighty figures lingering nearby. Before these mighty figures had even departed the vicinity of Molo Airspace, they discovered that someone actually dared covet it still. "Who is that? Who could possibly have the audacity to enter Molo Airspace and provoke the Nine-Headed Supreme?" "Don't they know the Nine-Headed Supreme just swallowed the Supreme Sword Venerable whole?" "Indeed. Given the Nine-Headed Supreme's might, who would dare challenge him? Could that person really be unaware of what just happened?" "Most likely. They probably entered thinking they could pick up easy scraps..." Many cosmic mighty figures shook their heads slightly. Had an unfamiliar mighty figure appeared to enter Molo Airspace before the battle between the Supreme Sword Venerable and the Nine-Headed Supreme, they might have held some measure of anticipation— especially since this newcomer seemed rather formidable. Yet now that the Nine-Headed Supreme had swallowed the Supreme Sword Venerable in one gulp, all such hopes had evaporated. Provoking the Nine-Headed Supreme in Molo Airspace now was nothing short of courting death. Even the Supreme Sword Venerable had fallen; who else could possibly match him? Though the world phantom descending from this stranger appeared imposing enough, could its might compare to the Supreme Sword Venerable? The outcome would be no different. That colossal world phantom was none other than the True Realm Plane. Lu Changsheng had arrived at Molo Airspace. Naturally, he was unaware of the clash between the Nine-Headed Supreme and the Supreme Sword Venerable. Yet even had he known, it would not have altered his plans. What did the Supreme Sword Venerable matter to him? What did the Nine-Headed Supreme matter to him? Lu Changsheng had come to Molo Airspace with a single objective: the entire airspace itself! *Buzz.* Within Lu Changsheng's True Realm Plane, a gigantic figure seemed to stand tall. "Molo Airspace belongs to Lu!" Domineering! Lu Changsheng's resolute, overbearing declaration instantly echoed throughout Molo Airspace. Yet to the cosmic mighty figures listening, it did not sound particularly domineering. Instead, they found it somewhat laughable. Not even the Supreme Sword Venerable had dared make such a claim. *Boom!* The Nine-Headed Supreme reemerged. This time, he was visibly enraged. Having concluded a battle in Molo Airspace only recently, he had barely rested before having to face Lu Changsheng. How could he not be furious? "Presumptuous! I shall swallow you whole!" The Nine-Headed Supreme's nine heads swelled instantly. In the blink of an eye, they grew large enough to rival mountains and astral bodies. Yet before the True Realm Plane, heads of such scale were virtually insignificant. Still, his heads were far from simple. As the nine heads expanded, Lu Changsheng faintly sensed his True Realm Plane being drawn uncontrollably toward one of them. "Oh?" "You do have some tricks up your sleeve. Shaking my True Realm Plane is no small feat for an ordinary cosmic mighty figure." "Still, if you wish to swallow my True Realm, I shall let you swallow it! Let us see if your appetite is truly that vast!" Lu Changsheng remained thoroughly composed. He did not resist the swallowing suction of the Nine-Headed Supreme's head. Before that gaping maw, the immense True Realm appeared to shrink steadily until it was swallowed whole in a single gulp. "It's over..." "Just as expected." "I don't know what I was hoping for... Everyone knows how terrifying the Nine-Headed Supreme is. Once swallowed into his body, death is certain..." "The Supreme Sword Venerable was swallowed, and now this unknown cosmic mighty figure meets the exact same fate." Many cosmic mighty figures shook their heads. In their eyes, Lu Changsheng might have possessed some measure of confidence, assuming being swallowed was no great matter. Little did he realize that once inside the Nine-Headed Supreme's belly, the end had arrived. No one had ever been swallowed by the Nine-Headed Supreme and lived to tell the tale. Not a single one! Yet within his own body, the Nine-Headed Supreme did not feel nearly as triumphant as the onlookers imagined. He was indeed exceptionally gifted, endowed with the innate talent to devour all things. Anything or any power that entered his body would be directly digested and consumed, resembling the "power of decomposition" wielded by Third Realm Sovereigns. His body harbored a similar power: devouring everything, decomposing everything. It was precisely because of this that the Nine-Headed Supreme had remained undefeated. Against any opponent, he simply devoured them whole, and none had ever managed to break free from his belly. Yet this time, he sensed an unmistakable difference. Though he had swallowed this unknown cosmic mighty figure straight into his body, he felt a creeping sensation of "indigestion." His body felt impossibly heavy, to the point where even shifting slightly required immense effort. The Nine-Headed Supreme channeled his full might to "digest" his prey. Yet the harder he tried, the more wrong everything felt. The churning within his belly grew increasingly violent, and his meal seemed entirely impossible to break down. The Nine-Headed Supreme was seized by profound terror. Such a thing had never occurred before. In truth, his senses were not mistaken. Currently resting inside the Nine-Headed Supreme's belly, Lu Changsheng felt not the slightest panic. On the contrary, he was entirely at ease, allowing the Nine-Headed Supreme to keep "digesting" him. Lu Changsheng could indeed sense a power akin to a Third Realm Sovereign's decomposition within his foe's body, relentlessly breaking down his True Realm Plane. His True Realm Plane could mount little resistance against it, its substance steadily decomposed. Indeed, Lu Changsheng's True Realm Plane could not halt the effect. Yet the sheer volume of his True Realm Plane was overwhelmingly terrifying. It was four hundred times its original volume. Swallowing such an incomprehensibly vast mass— was the Nine-Headed Supreme not simply begging to burst? "Come, let us see how much you can truly digest," Lu Changsheng muttered with a faint smile tugging at his lips. With that, he began to unfurl his True Realm Plane. Tenfold, thirtyfold, fiftyfold, eightyfold, one hundredfold... By the time Lu Changsheng expanded his True Realm Plane to a hundredfold volume, the Nine-Headed Supreme was already buckling under the unbearable strain. Yet he managed to hold on by a thread. Given enough time, perhaps he might truly have managed to "digest" it all. Unfortunately, Lu Changsheng had no intention of granting him time. A hundredfold volume was far from Lu Changsheng's limit. The True Realm Plane continued to swell, climbing all the way to two hundredfold. "*Aargh!*" The Nine-Headed Supreme shrieked in agony. The shrill scream reverberated throughout Molo Airspace. His body ballooned countless times over, sprawling across the airspace, all nine heads thrashing about in torment. One of the heads even retched desperately, trying to "vomit" Lu Changsheng back out. Alas, no matter how hard he retched, it was completely futile. This sight dumbfounded everyone watching near Molo Airspace. "What is happening? Why is the Nine-Headed Supreme suddenly in such agony? What went wrong?" "I cannot tell. Such a thing has never happened to him before. Is he trying to vomit that unknown mighty figure back out?" "Could that stranger possess some method inside his belly to inflict such excruciating pain?" "It must be..." In an instant, the assembled cosmic mighty figures were captivated once more. To reduce even the Nine-Headed Supreme to such agony meant this stranger was extraordinary. After all, even when the Supreme Sword Venerable was swallowed, he had been entirely helpless, unable to mount the slightest struggle. Yet an unfamiliar supreme figure was causing the Nine-Headed Supreme such wretched torment? This was an unprecedented spectacle. In truth, the Nine-Headed Supreme was experiencing far worse than mere pain. The moment Lu Changsheng's True Realm Plane expanded to two hundredfold volume, the Nine-Headed Supreme reached his absolute breaking point. As the expansion pushed beyond two hundredfold, one of his heads burst apart with a resounding crack. *Bang!* It exploded. One of the Nine-Headed Supreme's heads blew apart, taking a portion of his body with it. A rain of blood rained down across the void. The abrupt turn of events caused everyone's pupils to contract violently. Through the shower of gore, they glimpsed the faint outline of a colossal world phantom. Within it stood an incarnation, seemingly completely unscathed. It was none other than that unknown cosmic mighty figure. "What? He's truly not dead!" "Not only is he alive, he burst the Nine-Headed Supreme open!" "Incredible! Truly formidable! Even the Supreme Sword Venerable was helpless against the Nine-Headed Supreme, yet this man managed to blow off one of his heads!" "Still, it is not over. The Nine-Headed Supreme does not die so easily..." Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the Nine-Headed Supreme reconstituted himself amidst the raining blood. However, one of his nine heads had been destroyed. The reformed entity possessed only eight heads. Clearly, he had suffered a grievous blow, unable to regenerate that missing head in a short span of time. "Just who are you?" the Nine-Headed Supreme demanded, his gaze dark and sharp as blades. Lu Changsheng replied calmly, "Lu Changsheng of the Great Universe!" Lu Changsheng saw no need to conceal his name. There was little point. After all, the location of the Great Universe remained unexposed; even if he told them, none would know where to find it. It was just like the renown of the Sword Universe—everyone knew its fame, yet none knew its precise location. Moreover, the greater Lu Changsheng's fame grew, the greater the destiny and providence he would accrue. If his name were to spread across the countless universes of the River of Spacetime one day, his fortune would flow without end, offering immense benefits to the enhancement of his soul. Perhaps that was precisely why so many cosmic mighty figures—and even Third Realm Sovereigns—sought to make their names known along the River of Spacetime. The advantages were manifold. "Lu Changsheng?" The Nine-Headed Supreme combed thoroughly through his memories, yet found not the slightest impression of the name. That meant Lu Changsheng was definitely not on the River of Spacetime's Hundred Supremes List. Most cosmic mighty figures were intimately familiar with every name on that list. Each of them was an earth-shattering powerhouse capable of spanning countless universes and suppressing an entire era. Meddlesome figures even referred to those on the Hundred Supremes List as "extreme powerhouses." Naturally, the Hundred Supremes List possessed rankings. In theory, those rankings reflected levels of martial might. In practice, however, many who made the list had never even met, let alone exchanged blows. The Hundred Supremes List had been compiled by an ancient Sovereign within the River of Spacetime, and carried immense authority. Yet the extreme powerhouses on it rarely clashed in person. Was someone ranked lower truly weaker than someone ranked higher? Not necessarily. Therefore, anyone on the list was practically recognized as an extreme powerhouse, and no ordinary cosmic mighty figure was their match. Since Lu Changsheng's name was completely unfamiliar, he had almost certainly not entered the Hundred Supremes List. And if he was not on the list, he was no extreme powerhouse. This realization allowed the Nine-Headed Supreme to breathe a faint sigh of relief. Earlier, he had genuinely feared Lu Changsheng might be one of those extreme powerhouses from the list. Were that the case, he would have stood no chance of victory. Now, however, the situation was different. If Lu Changsheng was not an extreme powerhouse from the Hundred Supremes List, the Nine-Headed Supreme had nothing to fear. Since he could not "digest" Lu Changsheng, he simply would not swallow him. Beyond devouring, the Nine-Headed Supreme possessed other exceptionally potent methods. He believed that barring the extreme powerhouses of the Hundred Supremes List, he was second to none. Having had a head blown apart by Lu Changsheng, how could he possibly let the matter rest? "Lu Changsheng, die!" The Nine-Headed Supreme's remaining eight heads gaped open and spat simultaneously. Instantly, torrents of flame, lightning, and poisonous gales roared forth, washing toward Lu Changsheng in an overwhelming deluge. Lu Changsheng simply unfurled his True Realm Plane. *Hiss!* The flames, lightning, and venomous gales rapidly wore away at the power of Lu Changsheng's True Realm Plane. To all appearances, Lu Changsheng seemed entirely on the back foot, his True Realm Plane constantly decomposed and whittled down, seemingly retreating step by step. Yet as time wore on, the Nine-Headed Supreme's expression grew increasingly grim. Lu Changsheng's True Realm Plane seemed entirely undiminished. No matter how much was consumed, it made no difference at all. It was inexhaustible, boundless, and ceaseless. If this came down to a war of attrition, the Nine-Headed Supreme feared he would be ground to dust first. In truth, the Nine-Headed Supreme was exceptionally strong. Those flames, lightning strikes, and poisonous gales all carried a measure of the "power of decomposition." Naturally, it was only an approximation. Yet even an approximation possessed earth-shattering might. Very few cosmic mighty figures could have withstood it. Unfortunately, he had run into Lu Changsheng. Lu Changsheng's True Realm Plane could not withstand it indefinitely either— but its volume was simply too colossal. A full four hundredfold volume. How could anyone fight that? "It seems your methods amount to nothing more than this. In that case, let us bring this to an end." Lu Changsheng ceased his probing. Indeed, he had merely been testing his opponent all along. Now, he was ready to conclude the battle. *Boom!* In an instant, the full four-hundredfold volume of the True Realm Plane unfolded! All of Molo Airspace plunged into sudden, pitch darkness. The onlookers snapped their heads upward. Every jaw dropped slack. Staring at the seemingly tangible world blotting out the firmament, every face was frozen in utter shock. A world! That was a true, genuine world! Moreover, it was a world far vaster than the entirety of Molo Airspace. As if doomsday had arrived, the world plunged downward, instantly smothering all of Molo Airspace beneath it. Silence! Everything fell profoundly still! Crushed beneath a True Realm of four hundredfold volume, let alone a single Nine-Headed Supreme, even ten of him could not have stirred a single ripple. There was only one possible outcome. The Nine-Headed Supreme died. He did not even manage to utter a sound. There was no resistance whatsoever. This was an absolute, crushing suppression of sheer power. The disparity was vast beyond imagination. The preceding combat seemed like nothing more than a farce in retrospect. "An extreme powerhouse..." someone could not help but blurt out in awe. Everyone's eyes were wide with disbelief. The Nine-Headed Supreme—who had devoured even the Supreme Sword Venerable and appeared utterly unassailable—had been crushed to death without offering a shred of resistance. Silenced without so much as a dying struggle... Every person present understood what this signified. At this moment, a single thought echoed in the mind of everyone who witnessed the spectacle: An extreme powerhouse! This was an extreme powerhouse! Even if Lu Changsheng's name was completely unfamiliar, even if he had never been recorded on the Hundred Supremes List— after witnessing such a scene, who would dare deny that Lu Changsheng was an extreme powerhouse?