The Empress's No.1 Lackey-Chapter 325 - 278, we pay our respects to... Heavenly Master Zhang!

"Open the Heavens!"

When Zhao Douan delivered this sword strike, time seemed to freeze for an instant.

Under countless gazes, this treasure sword, which had accompanied the Grand Ancestor Emperor in battles six centuries ago, seemed to sweep past a bright light.

The blade silently and ordinarily sliced through the air.

At the front of the sword tip, it suddenly attracted and rolled up a sky full of airflow, condensing into a massive column of air as thick as a wild python.

It wasn't just the stage!

At this moment, in the sky above the square, the densely clouded dome of the sky was suddenly split by a fine line.

Just as the East Sea was split by that sword, the dark clouds in the sky also cracked open in the middle.

Sunlight shone through the crack, forming a piercing golden line.

On the stage.

A sudden fierce wind arose, an overwhelmingly powerful force blasted Tianhai, who was in a "deity-possessed" state, forcibly out.

The Buddha Light gathered in his forehead's vertical pupil was abruptly and forcefully interrupted.

On the young monk's indifferent face, there emerged astonishment, horror, confusion, and other, vivid human emotions.

"How could..."

The moment this thought arose, the massive, turbulent Sword Qi descended like Mount Tai's pressure.

Tianhai looked up, as if it covered the sun and the sky.

He almost instinctively drummed up the Mana in his whole body, his body suddenly curled up, and around him, he propped up an illusory Golden Bell.

However...

The solid and thick light barrier lasted only a breath's time against the pounding Sword Qi before it explosively collapsed.

The Sword Qi brutally struck Tianhai's lower abdomen, the young monk bent like a shrimp, and like a cannonball, whistled as he flew backwards, his back slamming into the barrier at the edge of the stage.

Then, the violently shaking barrier also "banged" a second time to shatter, whipping up a gale, lifting a chaotic turbulence.

"Puh!"

Tianhai spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

He flew a full thirty feet, brutally crashing into the stands of the Divine Dragon Temple, instantly causing chaos with people tumbling backward, tables and chairs breaking apart, and dust flying everywhere.

The young monk, previously as majestic as a god, lay on the ground, his vertical pupil closed, oozing traces of blood.

Because of the "vertical pupil backfire," along with the depletion of Mana and the impact of the Sword Qi, he had passed out immediately.

Destroyed with one strike!

As the dust settled!

It was only then that the crowd, startled by the barrier shattering twice, finally realized what had happened.

Gazing at the turmoil, looking towards the split sky, the ray of sunlight that fell, and the figure on the stage standing with a sword.

Silence!

Oddly, the vast square went quiet for a moment where one could hear a pin drop.

Many officials from the court side stood up in unison, unable to hide their discomposure.

The old eunuch in the python robe was stunned and lost.

The females of the Zhao family dully sat down, still unable to recover.

Among the crowd, Haitang, Zhang Han, and other colleagues from the Imperial Court were stunned and bewildered, doubting what they had seen.

"Brother Zhao..."

Gongshu Tianyuan was dumbstruck, behind his robust body, Jin Jian who had just regained mobility after taking a Pill, stretched his neck out and peeked, appearing especially puzzled and silly.

Deep within the Heavenly Master Mansion, the Empress and the Old Heavenly Master, watching through a water screen, were also slightly moved.

He had won!

With one sword!

Representing the Great Yu Royal Family, Zhao Douan secured the victory with this divinely inspired strike!

Hush——

Among the crowd, the loudest uproar erupted in three days since the beginning of the sorcery competition.

The commoners knew nothing else, judging only by instinct.

To them, the previous battle between Jin Jian and Tianhai, compared to this scene, seemed much weaker by a large margin.

And this judgement was not wrong!

Because, ever since Tianhai revealed his "vertical pupil" by ripping off the forehead band, this battle of power levels, which should have been restricted to "Divine Chapter" domain,

Had already stepped into the "World" domain.

And the power level of Zhao Douan's this Open the Heavens sword strike, was even more clearly of the "World" domain.

"Tianhai!"

Inside the Divine Dragon Temple, the monks were the first to respond, exclaiming as they rushed over to check on the injuries of the unconscious young monk.

And the head of the Precepts Hall, who was factually Tianhai's master, was thunderous with rage.

He leapt forward with large steps, his white eyebrows trembling violently and his face flushed with anger as the old monk shouted towards the stage:

"Zhao Douan! How dare you break the rules of the combat competition?! Is this your confidence? Do you consider the Divine Dragon Temple weak and bullyable?!"

A furious shout immediately ignited the monks' emotions.

For a moment, accusations like:

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"Cheating!"

"Breaking the rules!"

Surprisingly boiled over like a tide.

Even Bian Ji, who was nearby, also changed his expression several times, losing his calm demeanor.

And this sudden barrage of accusations and blame also pulled back the attention of the spectators, still shocked by that previous sword strike, back to the scene.

Especially the officials from the court side, who all changed their expression in unison.

The shouts of celebration stuck in their throats, unexpectedly as the Divine Dragon Temple took a sudden aggressive stance.

"Cheating?"

On the stage, Zhao Douan slowly sheathed his sword, feeling intense fatigue within his body, also somewhat taken aback.

Although this Open the Heavens sword strike had relied on the Divine Sword's internally hidden majority of power,

As the sword bearer, the Qi in his Qi Sea was also nearly drained, barely allowing him to stand.

The head of the Precepts Hall, draped in a robe, with white eyebrows and an irate expression, angrily accused:

"The rules of dueling dictate no external forces for winning, your sword strike, comparable to the worldly realm, relied merely on channeling the mana from the Taia Sword! Isn't this cheating!?"

The monk's voice, like a giant bell, spread far and wide, and many spectators finally realized how Zhao Douan turned the tables.

It turned out to rely on the Taia Sword.

"These bald donkeys!"

From a distance, Mo Chou also came back to her senses, suddenly realizing that the Divine Dragon Temple was trying to salvage its reputation.