"My heavens, this is too terrifying!"
"Unbelievable!"
"Three Saint-Grade Heavenly Supremes of the Maha Ancient Clan, along with thirty Spirit-Grade and Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supremes, were annihilated with a single sword strike?"
"Even the Maha Yin-Yang Gourd was shattered! That's a supreme treasure beyond Saint-Grade!"
"Even the Ancient Heavenly Emperor was not this formidable!"
"I believe the Heavenly Sovereign has already surpassed the Immortal Emperor, the strongest being in ancient times!"
"Indeed! To shatter the Maha Yin-Yang Gourd and slay over thirty Heavenly Supremes, including three Saint-Grades, with a single sword strike—that power is beyond the scope of Saint-Grade!"
"What's even more terrifying is that the Heavenly Sovereign has mastered 'One Qi Transforming into Three Purities,' meaning he alone is equivalent to three Immortal Emperors!"
"Unfathomable!"
…
Countless powerful figures were left in shock, exclaiming in awe.
With a single sword strike, Zhou Yi ascended to divinity.
He had claimed the throne of the strongest being in the Great Thousand World.
Though Maha Tian was not the mightiest in the Great Thousand World, wielding the Maha Yin-Yang Gourd allowed him to rival pinnacle late-stage Saint-Grades like the Azure Sword Saint and the Undying Lord.
Yet Zhou Yi slew him with a single strike, even shattering the Maha Yin-Yang Gourd. Such unfathomable power had undoubtedly surpassed the Saint-Grade threshold!
Even figures like the Azure Sword Saint or the Undying Lord might have been able to defeat Maha Tian with his supreme artifact, but none of them could have shattered it!
"I knew he was strong, but I never imagined he was this strong!"
The Azure Sword Saint, the strongest among those present aside from Zhou Yi, felt it most profoundly. From that single sword strike, he realized the vast chasm between him and Zhou Yi.
Even though his cultivation was two minor realms higher than Zhou Yi's, in terms of combat power, he was an entire realm inferior.
"Based on the power of that sword strike alone, even if he isn't yet an Immortal Emperor, he has already far surpassed the Ancient Heavenly Emperor and the other Eight Emperors!"
"And this is only his early Saint-Grade strength. Once he reaches late Saint-Grade, he will undoubtedly rival the Immortal Emperor!"
At this thought, the Azure Sword Saint felt a sense of joy.
After all, he knew that the Heavenly Evil Monarch had only been sealed at the cost of the Immortal Emperor's life—he was not truly dead. The future remained uncertain.
Even if the Heavenly Evil Monarch perished, the forces of the Fiend Race remained formidable.
If Zhou Yi could reach the level of the Immortal Emperor and the Fiend Race lost their deity, then the Great Thousand World would undoubtedly triumph over them and reclaim its lost lands.
It was crucial to remember that the current Great Thousand World was incomplete.
The territory occupied by humans and the Divine Beast Clan only accounted for half of the world. The other half was under the dominion of the Fiend Race.
"Hiss!"
"That was too close!"
Among the onlookers, two Saint-Grade Heavenly Supremes gasped, their eyes filled with lingering fear.
These two figures were draped in black robes, but their most striking feature was their pitch-black eyes—devoid of whites, resembling bottomless voids that made others' hearts tremble.
They were Hei Tian and Hei Di, two Saint-Grade Heavenly Supremes of the Ancient Terminal Clan.
They had owed a favor to the Maha Ancient Clan.
Earlier, Maha Tian had contacted them, indicating that he might call upon them to repay their debt.
Thankfully, he had not summoned them in time. Otherwise, they too would have perished alongside the Maha Ancient Clan.
Now, the Maha Ancient Clan was annihilated. Their Heavenly Supremes had perished, their ultimate treasure destroyed. The clan was effectively extinct.
And their owed favor was erased.
Though some remaining clan members included a few surviving Heavenly Supremes, numerous Earthly Supremes, and many other powerful beings, it no longer mattered.
Once the news of Zhou Yi's sword strike spread, countless enemy forces would descend upon the remnants of the Maha Ancient Clan.
Having flourished in strength over the years, the Maha Ancient Clan had acted with unparalleled dominance, making many enemies. These foes had long harbored grievances but had held back due to fear of the clan's might.
Now that their top powerhouses were wiped out, it was the perfect opportunity to strike.
Moreover, with Zhou Yi standing at the peak of the world, countless factions would seek to curry favor with him.
Eliminating the Maha Ancient Clan was the easiest way to gain his goodwill.
Thus, even if Zhou Yi did not personally act, the Maha Ancient Clan was doomed.
All of this stemmed from a single woman.
A 50,000-year-old ancient lineage was obliterated overnight.
Terrifying!
"The elegance of that sword strike from the Heavenly Sovereign is truly an eye-opener. I am utterly humbled!"
The Azure Sword Saint approached Zhou Yi, marveling in admiration.
As for the fate of the Maha Ancient Clan?
The dead were already dead. It was no longer an issue.
He had no ties to the Maha Ancient Clan, so why offend Zhou Yi over them?
"You overpraise me, Sword Saint."
Zhou Yi smiled slightly as he withdrew his celestial body manifestation.
"Heavenly Sovereign, the might of that celestial body is boundless. May I ask its name?"
The Azure Sword Saint inquired, his curiosity evident.
Everyone else also held their breath in anticipation. After today, Zhou Yi's Sovereign Celestial Body would undoubtedly be known throughout the Great Thousand World.
"Immortal Execution Candle Dragon Body."
Zhou Yi replied.
At those words, the name was instantly etched into the minds of all present.
"Immortal Execution Candle Dragon Body… then that sword must be the Immortal Execution Sword! It truly is a weapon that slaughters both gods and immortals—utterly terrifying!"
"Immortal Execution and Candle Dragon, named together—it's clear that the Candle Dragon's power is just as fearsome!"
"Though this may not be a Primordial Sovereign Body, its power is surely no less!"
"The Heavenly Sovereign remained silent for so long, only to shake the heavens with a single strike!"
Countless guests were filled with emotion. From this day forward, the Great Thousand World would enter the era of Zhou Yi.
Soon, the ceremony resumed.
Despite the Maha Ancient Clan's attempted disruption, the atmosphere had only grown more lively.
"This man is truly inhuman!"
"Too terrifying!"
Among the last seats of the bridal party, Liu Baihua's heart trembled.
She had always known Zhou Yi was strong—strong in every aspect. But she never expected him to be this overwhelming.
Yet, feeling the envious and reverent gazes around her, Liu Baihua's heart stirred with ripples.
Though she was not Zhou Yi's main wife and held the lowest status among his women, she understood one truth:
Better to be the concubine of a hero than the wife of a mediocre man.
Following Zhou Yi was not such a bad fate.
Her status had soared beyond her past self, far beyond what Qin Beixuan's wife could ever compare to.
The wedding concluded.
Leaving a clone to entertain the guests, Zhou Yi went straight to the bridal chamber.
As the saying goes, no moment is more beautiful than a wedding night.
Looking at Qing Yanjing in her fiery red bridal gown, despite their long-standing intimacy, his excitement was undeniable.
Crash!
Two wine cups shattered on the floor as Zhou Yi scooped Qing Yanjing into his arms.
"Ah!"
"Slow down!"
"You're hurting me… mmph…"
…
The night was as tranquil as flowing water, the bright moon shining in the sky.
This was destined to be a sleepless night.
While Zhou Yi was consummating his marriage, the events of the day had already spread like a Category 12 hurricane across the Great Thousand World.
Over thirty Heavenly Supremes of the Maha Ancient Clan, the leader of the Five Great Ancient Clans, had been slain in a single strike, and even their sacred artifact, the Maha Yin-Yang Gourd, was shattered.
The Maha Ancient Clan was doomed to fade from history. Even if a few survivors remained, they would be forced to change their names and live in obscurity.
In a pavilion at the heart of a lake beside the Heavenly Palace's guest quarters, Tang Qiu leaned against a railing, her solitary figure gazing at the moon above.
"Is the lady admiring the moon alone?"
A hearty voice rang from behind. Zhou Yi walked over, bathed in moonlight.
Since his clones were entertaining the guests, Zhou Yi had entered the bridal chamber right after the wedding concluded in the afternoon.
Perhaps due to the intense battle against Maha Tian, his blood was still surging, and he had unleashed extraordinary strength that defied reason.
Qing Yanjing, Jiu You, Mandala, Hu Meizi, Huo Mei'er, and Liu Baihua—each of them had been swiftly subdued, left exhausted in deep slumber.
And so, Zhou Yi found himself free to wander.
Tang Qiu trembled slightly, turning around slowly. When her eyes fell upon Zhou Yi's striking, transcendent face, her voice quivered:
"He… Heavenly Sovereign!"
When they had last parted, she never imagined that upon their reunion, Zhou Yi would already have ascended to the rank of Great Havenlaw Heavenly Sovereign—perhaps even on the verge of surpassing the Immortal Emperor, standing as the strongest being in the Great Thousand World.
"Call me by my name."
Zhou Yi reached out, wrapping his arms around Tang Qiu's slender, soft waist from behind. His head rested near her ear as he inhaled the faint fragrance of her hair, speaking in a gentle voice.
Tang Qiu's body stiffened, her gaze flustered, lost in confusion. Memories of her first encounter with Zhou Yi flooded back, causing her legs to tense instinctively.
"I told you before—I will marry you and make you my woman. Have you thought about it?"
His heated breath brushed against her ear and cheek, his tender words sending her heart into a frantic rhythm.
"I… mmph…"
Tang Qiu's response was cut off as Zhou Yi cupped her face and kissed her fiercely.
The stars twinkled above, mirroring the rapid beating of her heart.
Moonlight poured down, casting their overlapping shadows upon the ground.
A gentle night breeze blew past, and despite being a Supreme, Tang Qiu suddenly felt a chill creeping up from below.
Her legs clenched together, and she snapped back to reality in shock.
She reached down, gripping the mischievous hand that was attempting to wander, and hurriedly whispered:
"Not… here…"
"Mm."
Although Zhou Yi was tempted, he relented upon remembering that this was Tang Qiu's first time. He had all the time in the world for such matters.
Retracting his hand, he scooped Tang Qiu into his arms and vanished from the pavilion in an instant.
The next moment, they appeared within a lavish bedroom.
Zhou Yi gently placed Tang Qiu onto the grand bed, gazing at her delicate, breathtaking face, her glistening eyes, the elegant bridge of her nose, and her alluring figure.
"Xiao Qiu, you're beautiful."
Zhou Yi flipped over, his eyes full of admiration as he looked at her.
Tang Qiu turned her head away in shyness, unable to meet his gaze, her heart a chaotic mess.
She had never imagined this scenario.
They had only met twice before.
And yet, here she was, already lying in Zhou Yi's bed.
The next moment—
Tang Qiu's body trembled violently, her eyes widening in shock, her delicate brows furrowing tightly.
She bit her lip, and a single tear slid down her cheek as she stared at Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi lowered his head, gently kissing away the tear from the corner of her eye.
He knew his own strength.
Even Qing Yanjing hadn't been able to contain her cries before…
Let alone Tang Qiu, who was entirely inexperienced.
…
The jade rabbit set in the west, and the golden crow rose in the east.
"Where is Xiao Qiu?"
Early in the morning, Granny He of the Wen Clan noticed that Tang Qiu was not in her room. However, she was not worried—after witnessing Zhou Yi's overwhelming might the previous day, no one would dare to cause trouble here.
Tang Qiu was in no danger.
Harming her now would be tantamount to slapping Zhou Yi, their host, in the face.
And considering the utter annihilation of the Maha Ancient Clan just the day before—
Who would dare provoke Zhou Yi at this moment?
Meanwhile—
Tang Qiu slowly awakened. Even with her Supreme physique, her entire body ached. But feeling the warmth of Zhou Yi's strong chest, her heart settled into a sense of peace.
"You're awake?"
Zhou Yi held Tang Qiu in his arms, his head resting against her cheek as he whispered in her ear: "Did I hurt you last night?"
"You're still talking about it!"
Tang Qiu glared at Zhou Yi before lowering her head in embarrassment.
How could she even discuss such a thing?
This scoundrel was just as domineering in this matter as he was in battle—completely ruthless.
She had even thought she might end up meeting Maha Tian.
"But you did gain quite a bit from it," Zhou Yi reminded her.
Tang Qiu suddenly noticed that her cultivation had advanced significantly.
"This is nothing," Zhou Yi chuckled. "With my investment in you, not only will you ascend to Earthly Supreme in no time, even reaching the level of Heavenly Supreme won't be difficult."
He smiled at her tenderly. While her improvements were certainly aided by his essence, their perfect synergy had also played a crucial role.
"Thank you."
Tang Qiu gazed at Zhou Yi with eyes as deep as autumn waters. She shifted slightly, her expression turning a bit unnatural.
"There's no need for such formalities between us. In a few days, I will propose marriage and officially bring you home."
Zhou Yi whispered in her ear. Tang Qiu's body quivered—she was clearly overwhelmed by the emotions surging within her. A mix of joy and security filled her heart.
Zhou Yi was not the type to use someone and discard them.
"I should go back."
By midday, Tang Qiu finally escaped Zhou Yi's clutches, making a hasty retreat from the room.
Suddenly—
Her brows furrowed, and she immediately activated her spiritual energy to heal her lingering injuries.
When she returned to her residence, she found Granny He already waiting for her.
"Xiao Qiu, where have you been?"
"I…"
"Hmm? You've lost your purity?"
Granny He frowned. As a Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme, she could instantly detect Tang Qiu's transformation.
"Who was it?"
A surge of anger rose in her heart. Just one night away at a wedding, and Tang Qiu had been defiled?
Who was responsible?
Could it be the Battle Emperor?
Battle Emperor: Why am I being accused first? I'm innocent!
With his famed lust and a harem of three thousand beauties, the Battle Emperor was a prime suspect.
And Tang Qiu, unable to resist his charm, might have succumbed to him.
As for Zhou Yi?
He didn't even cross her mind.
After all, Zhou Yi had spent the night in his bridal chamber, attending to six stunning wives. How would he have had the time to meddle with Tang Qiu?
"It was the Heavenly Sovereign."
Tang Qiu did not hide the truth—there was no reason to.
It would be known soon enough.
"…Who?"
Granny He widened her eyes, almost suspecting she was hearing things due to her age.
"Great Heavenly Sovereign Zhou Yi!"
"How is that possible…?"
Granny He trembled slightly, finding it hard to believe.
"Shouldn't he be in the bridal chamber right now?"
"You knew him before?"
Granny He suddenly recalled Tang Qiu's earlier strange behavior and immediately had a suspicion.
"Mhm."
Tang Qiu nodded quickly and said eagerly:
"The Heavenly Sovereign said he will come to formally propose and marry me in a few days!"
Hearing this, Granny He's expression softened slightly.
With Zhou Yi's strength, there was no need for him to deceive Tang Qiu.
As long as he wasn't just toying with her and leaving her to fend for herself, that was enough.
Zhou Yi already had six women, but considering his status and power, that was nothing.
The Battle Emperor, a Saint-Grade Heavenly Supreme, had three thousand beauties in his harem, and no one said a word against him. In fact, people admired his charm.
"That is good then."
Granny He nodded slightly. Seeing that Tang Qiu wasn't being forced, she felt that marrying Zhou Yi was actually a great honor for them.
After all, while the Wen Clan was a notable superpower, it was among the weakest of its kind.
In the entire clan, she was the only Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
Compared to Zhou Yi, they were worlds apart.
Forget Zhou Yi—even the Battle Emperor was far beyond their reach.
Meanwhile…
Zhou Yi entered the bridal chamber.
Qing Yanjing gazed at him, sniffed the air, and frowned.
"You scoundrel, you ran off to fool around first thing in the morning!"
The scent on Zhou Yi wasn't from any of the six women he already had. Clearly, he had been with another woman.
"What do you mean 'fool around'? I was finding you all a new sister!"
Zhou Yi shamelessly hugged Qing Yan Jing's soft, delicate body.
She only rolled her eyes at him.
That night…
Zhou Yi met with Tang Qiu again at the same place as the night before, admiring the moon together.
This time, Tang Qiu rested her hands on the railing, tilting her head back, her bright, jewel-like eyes gazing at the full moon above.
"The moon is so beautiful tonight."
Zhou Yi embraced her from behind, swaying in rhythm with her as they watched the night sky together.
With a chuckle, he whispered:
"Yes, it's big and round tonight—pure as snow, truly mesmerizing. It fills the heart with joy!"
From a distance, Granny He watched the two of them.
She sighed, shook her head, and turned away, deciding that she would take Tang Qiu home the next day.
If she were strong enough to defeat Zhou Yi, she'd really love to give him a whack with her cane.
The next day…
Granny He took Tang Qiu and the others away.
Though Zhou Yi felt a slight reluctance, he didn't stop them.
He would bring Tang Qiu back soon enough.
Before long, Qing Yanjing brought great news—
She was pregnant!
"Qing'er!"
Overjoyed, Zhou Yi swept Qing Yanjing into his arms, spinning her around in excitement.
With a laugh, he declared:
"I checked—it's a boy!"
"I've already chosen his name!"
Hearing this, Qing Yan Jing's heart melted. She quickly asked:
"What will we call our son?"
"Just one character—Chen."
"Zhou Chen!"
Mu Chen: Wait… I have a new dad now?!"
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