Thanks to My Enemy, I Become Immortal Emperor - Chapter 51

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With Chen Qiaoli having explained the rules clearly,

Liu Shunyi naturally wouldn’t commit any mistakes.

To think about it,

this Divine Ability Hall truly showcased remarkable intelligence.

As Liu Shunyi randomly picked a glowing sphere,

it immediately displayed information about a divine ability:

“Thunder Flame Insane Blade, created by an Immortal. With one strike, imbued with thunder and flame, upon mastery, capable of shattering all creation!”

Liu Shunyi was astounded.

In his mind’s eye, he envisioned a colossal blade obscuring the heavens and sun, effortlessly slicing through a celestial body.

The sheer might of such a single strike was terrifyingly immense.

He continued browsing.

Undeniably,

the River of Forgetfulness Secret Realm was utterly captivating.

Each divine ability within,

damn, they were incredibly enticing.

However, it was unfortunate that only one could be chosen.

Chen Qiaoli once again cautioned him, “Make sure to choose something well-suited to yourself, as there will be a trial after selection. Only by passing the trial can you obtain the divine ability. Needless to say, failing has its consequences!”

“So, always assess your capabilities carefully!”

Liu Shunyi nodded.

“Many thanks for the advice, Senior Sister! I understand.”

Although he acknowledged her words,

when it came to the trials,

Liu Shunyi had no concerns whatsoever.

Liu Shunyi was confident he would pass any trial.

However, Chen Qiaoli’s point about choosing a suitable divine ability for oneself was valid.

It needed to align with his own strengths and nature.

Fearful of being overwhelmed by too many options, Liu Shunyi decided not to consider anything else.

Instead, he focused solely on searching for divine abilities involving longevity sacrifice, source depletion, or blood essence combustion.

He couldn’t tell how long he searched before finally finding a sword technique:

The Lamenting Sword!

“The Lamenting Sword: With one strike, all creation mourns. This sword technique is derived from my master’s original style by this Immortal. Beware, it is excessively powerful; use only as a last resort, lest dire consequences ensue.”

“It burns your very life force; each strike diminishes your longevity and even your vital source. However, its potency is immense, hence the name ‘Lamenting,’ signifying both the end of all things and your own demise!”

Following the description:

“Alas, due to my limited talent, I could not resolve the drawbacks of this sword technique. Future wielders, may you exercise caution when employing it.”

Signed: Zhang Wuyi!

Liu Shunyi’s eyes gleamed brightly.

“You’re the one!”

Having made up his mind, Liu Shunyi swiftly extended his hand.

“Hummm~”

A shimmering light flowed around him.

Liu Shunyi felt disoriented.

When his mind cleared, he found himself holding a sword.

Around him, menacing enemies loomed.

Although they appeared human,

they resembled monstrous demons,

eager to devour and feast on flesh and blood.

“What’s going on here?” Liu Shunyi scratched his head, bewildered.

“Boom!”

Another deafening roar echoed from the sky.

Liu Shunyi looked up, struggling to discern clearly.

He could only make out a massive shadow overhead.

Suddenly, something sliced through the shadow with a single strike, causing it to plummet from the heavens.

“No…” A defiant, enraged cry reverberated throughout the realm.

The terrifying aftermath instantly reduced everything in its path to dust.

As the colossal shadow descended,

Liu Shunyi finally spotted a figure amidst the chaos.

Upon seeing this silhouette, a profound sense of sorrow filled his heart.

“Whoosh~”

Liu Shunyi’s consciousness returned to reality.

In that instant, a new sword technique appeared in his mind.

The Lament Sword.

Comprising twelve strikes in total.

Lament Sword.

Unlike burning longevity directly,

its power lies within its overwhelming strength.

Each strike inflicts immense damage on the wielder,

and unleashing all twelve swords simultaneously

would result in immediate physical disintegration due to the severe side effects.

Hence, it is known as the Life-Shortening Sword.

Yet, Liu Shunyi suddenly felt that this sword technique truly resonated with him deeply.

For others, learning such a technique might be reserved as their ultimate trump card.

However, for Liu Shunyi,

this sword technique could become his go-to move, ready for use every day.

Moreover, the Lament Sword had an even more outrageous method of execution:

One could expend magical energy, vital essence, mental strength, longevity, or even one’s soul!

“Wow, this sword technique seems genuinely invincible!” Liu Shunyi was astonished.

Liu Shunyi pondered:

What if I burned everything I possess? How powerful would this sword strike be then?

However, he quickly regained his composure.

Although the Lament Sword Technique was immensely potent,

his current adversaries were far too formidable to handle it effortlessly.

To freely wield the Lament Sword, Liu Shunyi realized he needed more individuals on that list.

Additionally, he wondered about the significance of the newly added purple pattern on the Grand Dao Golden Book’s brush!

Once outside, he vowed to explore its potential further.

As Liu Shunyi looked around for Chen Qiaoli, he suddenly noticed her absence.

But she had left him a message:

“Junior Brother, I’ve already acquired the divine ability I sought. Seeing you engaged in your trial, I’ll take my leave first. Remember, once you master your divine ability, promptly crush the jade token to teleport out. The Chosen Conference has long ended; time is running short.”

After reading these words, formed from condensed magical energy in mid-air, they swiftly disappeared.

Without hesitation, Liu Shunyi crushed the jade token and instantly teleported away.

“Boom!”

Outside the River of Forgetfulness Secret Realm, at that very moment:

A group of elders, using their supreme divine abilities together, finally managed to forcefully open the entrance to the secret realm.

However, upon revealing the scene inside, they were instantly dumbfounded.

The once lush River of Forgetfulness Secret Realm was now barren; mountains and rivers had vanished, with only bare landscapes remaining.

As far as the eye could see, there stood a solitary River of Forgetfulness Temple amidst the desolation.

The elders from various sects were utterly bewildered and hastily closed the entrance again.

“Could it be we opened it incorrectly?” one elder questioned.

Other elders nodded in agreement.

“Then let’s try this! This time, when opening the secret realm, we should be more gentle and delicate!” suggested another elder.

Everyone concurred with nods.

Subsequently, they pooled their efforts once more and slowly reopened the entrance.

Silence fell over them as they observed.

The secret realm appeared unchanged, but what lay within was drastically different from the previous state they had witnessed.

“Who the hell did this?!” one enraged elder finally exclaimed.

It was clear to him that this destruction was intentional.

But who dared to have such audacity, wreaking havoc on the River of Forgetfulness Secret Realm to this extent?

Another sect’s elder questioned, “Should we still allow our disciples to enter the River of Forgetfulness Secret Realm?”

The great elder of Illusory Moon Palace sighed deeply. “Regardless, the River of Forgetfulness Temple remains intact, and it holds true treasures. We proceed as planned!”

However, his expression then turned icy cold. “This secret realm is jointly protected by all our sects; thus, it cannot be the work of any among us. If not from within…”

At this point, the great elder glanced at the ravaged secret realm.

“Heaping dirt, desecrating graves – such filthy and clandestine methods align perfectly with those of the Heavenly God Cult!”

Instantaneously, fury ignited among everyone present.