Chapter 1590: Master of the Yellow Springs Emperor Sword!

Chapter 1590: The Master of the Yellow Springs Imperial Sword!

Zhou Zhan gazed at the earth-titan before him, radiating the aura of Supreme Will, and couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth.

You're going to fight a Supreme Will being, are you?

Well, you're certainly showing a lot of confidence in me.

Seeing Zhou Zhan's hesitation on his face, the Earth Titan mistakenly thought he had been intimidated. While silently chuckling to himself, it spoke calmly: "Lord, do not worry—charge in and attack freely."

"You need not defeat me. All you need to do is demonstrate a performance that satisfies me. Then, I shall hand over the Yellow Springs Imperial Sword to you."

"The Yellow Springs Willful Being, in life, established this trial solely to select worthy candidates. It was never meant to find someone capable of defeating a Supreme Will being even at the highest divine stage."

"To imagine such a being is simply impossible."

"If the sword had truly been designed to find such a being, it would likely never find a master in all eternity."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhan hesitated for a moment, as though pondering something deeply, and then nodded.

"Very well."

"Then let us begin."

Tubo's face softened into a faint smile, and he extended his right hand, inviting, "Your Majesty, come attack first."

At that moment, within his heart, there burned a subtle pride.

A being who, under the protection of the Yellow Afterlife Realm, had temporarily attained the might of Supreme Will—how could he possibly initiate the attack himself? That would be utterly beneath him.

To let the other strike first, then effortlessly repel their advance, and finally offer a quiet, elegant critique—only then would it reflect the true grace of a master.

"Very well."

"Then I shall not hold back."

Zhou Zhan said.

Upon hearing this, Tubo smiled to himself.

No problem?

Would a Third-Rank Supreme God show no courtesy to a Being of Supreme Will?

Your Majesty is truly… oh?!

The thought just forming in His mind was suddenly overwhelmed by an immense pressure pressing down upon Him.

Rule Technique of Near-Supreme Will – "The Whole Earth Belongs to the Emperor!"

Under this domain's suppression, His own strength, barely reaching the level of Supreme Will, was once again crushed.

Tubo's face showed visible shock.

What kind of technique is this?

Can it truly suppress a Third-Rank Supreme God over a Being of Supreme Will?

Yet Zhou Zhan, upon seeing this, merely smiled faintly.

He was indeed originally a Third-Rank Supreme Deity.

But when He wielded the Queen, His power surged instantly to the level of quasi-Supreme Will—second only to the true Supreme Will tier!

Thus, the domain He manifested—“All Under Heaven Belongs to the King”—though still lacking the pinnacle refinement of a top-tier quasi-Supreme Will, was nonetheless elevated to the level of a standard quasi-Supreme Will simply through the sheer accumulation of divine power.

A Third-Rank Supreme Deity's version of "All Under Heaven Belongs to the King" could slightly suppress the will-domains of lower-tier Supreme Will beings.

And a standard quasi-Supreme Will version of that domain could fully subdue the will-domains of lower-tier Supreme Will entities.

Therefore, when Zhou Zhan activated his own domain and suppressed Tuber's power, Tuber's strength plummeted dramatically.

Though he still remained within the lower-tier Supreme Will range, he was vastly weakened compared to before.

Tuber quickly recovered from his shock.

"Perhaps this is just the method of the Third Reserve of the Supreme Lord."

Tuber didn't dwell on it.

In His eyes,

The Third Reserve of the Supreme Lord, as heir to the Supreme Will, would naturally possess powerful means—nothing surprising there.

A smile reappeared on His face.

"Lord Supreme Third Reserve."

"Yet still, this is not enough to satisfy me, hahaha...!"

Perhaps the surge of his strength had bolstered His confidence, and after speaking, Tuber burst into laughter.

"Oh?"

Zhou Zhan's face flickered with a smile.

Could it truly be that He couldn't be satisfied?

Yet, why, in His perception, did Tuber now seem no longer as threatening as he had once imagined?

He stepped forward slowly, gazing directly at Tuo Ber, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"I have never before faced a being of Supreme Will."

"Tuo Ber."

"I hope this battle will allow both of us to truly savor the moment."

He spoke with a smile.

Tuo Ber was momentarily stunned.

Then, he too smiled.

This Supreme Commander of the Third Reserve—though he lacked many other qualities—possessed a true and commanding presence.

"Indeed, I share that hope."

"If you do not allow me to fully revel in this, the Yellow River Imperial Sword—no matter how you claim to be the heir of Supreme Will—shall remain untouched."

"Good!"

A startling surge of divine light erupted in Zhou Zhan's eyes.

He shot straight into the sky, then slammed a palm directly down upon Tuba below.

A Supreme Will Realm technique — the Universal Laws of Stars Palm!

Boom—boom—boom—

A colossal golden hand, vast enough to blot out the sky, materialized from nothing, faintly etched with the territorial patterns of the Sun God Realm.

It descended like the heavens had collapsed, crashing toward Tuba.

Tuba's face instantly changed.

For he sensed, in that single palm, a threat of death.

This strike—should it land—would not only kill him, but leave him grievously wounded.

His heart was filled with shock.

Could this be an attack capable only of a third-tier Supreme God?

What kind of nonsense is this?!

Even if the opponent were a reserve Supreme Lord, such a reckless move couldn't be possible!

There was no time to think further.

Toubu opened His vast maw, and suddenly a strange suction emerged from within.

This suction was utterly unnatural; when it struck Zhou Zhan's Universal Methods Star Palm, Zhou felt the power of his palm diminish slightly.

Yet…

A mere reduction in power was still insufficient to withstand my Universal Methods Star Palm.

Zhou Zhan's eyes gleamed with excitement—the power of his Universal Methods Star Palm had, in this very moment, ascended to a new level.

Tubu felt the power of the Universal Method Star Palm surge suddenly and intensify, his face instantly shifting in alarm.

Had the Celestial Sovereign of the World's Life not yet unleashed his full strength?!

This is utterly beyond belief!

Now Tubo dared not risk a direct confrontation—he immediately retreated, attempting to evade.

Yet the Universal Method Star Palm embodied boundless celestial laws, already locking onto Tubo from the very beginning. Even as Tubo stood as a superior master of the Lower Supreme Will Realm, he could not escape this inexorable force for a moment.

With no other choice,

He had no option but to endure the blow.

Boom—

The Yellow Springs Earth trembled as if struck by an earthquake, shaking violently, dust and smoke rising in all directions.

The gods all turned, their eyes filled with tension, gazing in awe toward the scene.

"Cough. Cough."

A cough echoed through the dust, and then Toubo stepped out of the haze, unharmed.

"Your Majesty, the Celestial Sovereign of the People, your skill is truly remarkable."

Toubo offered the praise with a hint of resentment.

"You are the first to withstand one of my Wàn Fǎ Xīng Zhēng palms and still remain alive."

Zhou Zhan also commended him.

He spoke not in falsehood.

Since his emergence, every battle Zhou Zhan had participated in—anyone who dared to directly face his Wàn Fǎ Xīng Zhēng palm had perished without exception.

Toubo was indeed the first.

Toubo remained silent.

But recalling the power of that single palm just now, He also began to understand.

Indeed.

With that single palm descending, who besides those at the realm of Supreme Will or stronger could possibly withstand it?

He was likely the first to survive such a blow.

"Shall we continue?"

Zhou Zhan asked.

"Again."

"This time, I will unleash my full strength."

Tubu gritted his teeth.

He would not be defeated by a three-tiered Supreme God and remain afraid to fight.

Even if the other was a reserve heir to the Supreme Lord.

"Very well."

Zhou Zhan nodded.

It had only been one move so far, and He still hadn't satisfied himself.

At this moment,

Tubo also deployed a new technique.

A divine sword, its entire body glowing with a dull yellow hue, radiating immense power, appeared in his hands.

As soon as the sword emerged, an aura of dominion over the destinies of countless beings, compelling millions to kneel in submission, enveloped it.

Even the Yellow Springs trembled at this moment, as if welcoming the arrival of an emperor.

Zhou Zhan's eyes flickered with sudden recognition.

Is this the Yellow Springs Imperial Sword?

Indeed, its aura is extraordinary.

Judging by its rank—

It should at least be a lower-tier Will Immortal Artifact!

Perhaps even higher!

"Imperial Sovereign, witness the power of the First Sword of Yellow Springs," said Tǔ Bó, speaking with a firm voice.

Then, he immediately raised the Yellow Springs Imperial Sword and swung it toward Zhou Zhan.

As the blade was swung—

The scene before Zhou Zhan suddenly shifted.

Though Tu Bo had only unleashed a blade of qi, to Zhou Zhan's eyes at this moment, that strike was not qi at all.

It was instead the collective assault of countless, unextinguished spirits from the Yellow Springs, converging upon him.

"This...?"

"Whole Yellow Springs has turned against me!"

"Is it not the Yellow Springs Imperial Blade attacking me now, but the entire Yellow Springs realm itself?"

"Has the Yellow Springs Imperial Blade summoned the power of the entire realm?"

Zhou Zhan, with his vast experience, instantly grasped the true source of the Yellow Springs Imperial Blade's might.

He exhaled softly, a quiet breath.

No wonder it is the Yellow Springs Imperial Blade.

No wonder it is the first blade of the Yellow Springs.

Indeed, it lives up to its name.

But this did not make Zhou Zhan fear—rather, it only intensified his fervor for battle.

He raised his head with pride, his eyes blazing as he stared at the single sword forged from the collective power of billions of souls from the Yellow Springs Abyss.

Then he struck the first palm—The Palm of a Hundred Methods and Celestial Stars!

Then the second—The Palm of a Hundred Methods and Celestial Stars!

The third…

The fourth…

In the blink of an eye,

Zhou Zhan had unleashed no less than a hundred such palms of the Hundred Methods and Celestial Stars!

They erupted simultaneously, all converging in unison upon the billions of souls from the Yellow Springs Abyss.

"Good! Good!"

Zhou Zhan advanced with fierce attacks, laughing wildly.

He had not experienced such a vigorous and exhilarating battle in a very long time.

Tubo saw this and silently felt his heart race.

For heaven's sake.

What kind of profound Supreme Divine Power did the Third Reserve Division of the Supreme Will truly possess?

Could he really unleash a hundred strikes, each comparable to a single strike of a lower-tier Supreme Will state—as just witnessed?

Was his inner Supreme Divine Power truly endless?

Nevertheless...

Seeing him attack with such unbridled fury, Tubo shook his head inwardly.

It seemed clear now—Yellow Springs Imperial Sword was beyond his reach.

But at this very moment,

He seemed suddenly to have discovered something, his eyes widening sharply.

"What is this?!"

Before him, where hundreds of Wàn Fǎ Zhēng Xīng Palms had passed, these Yellow Springs souls of the dead were not harmed in the slightest—they instead merged into the very core of the Wàn Fǎ Zhēng Xīng Palm, becoming its integral part.

The Yellow Springs souls, having just awakened to their unfamiliar surroundings, were all bewildered.

They had just been sent to "die"—how could they now find themselves here?

Is this still the Yellow Springs?

At this very moment,

Zhou Zhan's voice echoed within the Wàn Fǎ Zhēng Xīng Palm.

[This is the realm of the internal laws of the Wàn Fǎ Xīng Zhēng Palm, a temporary abode where you may reside.]

[You have no ill will toward Me. Your assault upon Me was driven solely by the influence of the Yellow Spring Imperial Sword—your actions are not in error.]

[Rest assured, once I have vanquished this earth-bound old rogue, I shall release you and allow you to return to your ordinary afterlife as wandering souls.]

[For now, please, all of you, remain still and patiently await the conclusion of the battle.]

The souls gazed at one another, then spoke in unison with deep reverence.

"Thank you, Your Grace, the Supreme Sovereign of the People."

"We shall wait faithfully."

A calm, open voice echoed, bringing even the countless souls of the afterlife a deeper sense of peace.

"Indeed, the chosen heir of the Supreme Lord named for the People—how noble it is that you show such compassion. Even in the midst of war, you consider our very survival, never taking innocent lives."

One of the souls praised.

"The reputation of the Celestial Sovereign of the Common People and the Sunlight Divine Nation has long reverberated across the myriad realms. I originally intended to become a citizen of the Sunlight Divine Nation, but unfortunately, I died unexpectedly. I hope that in my next life, I may join the family of the Sunlight Divine Nation and become one of its rightful people."

"You're dreaming, aren't you? I don't expect anything grand—just that I may be born normally, grow up in peace, and one day go to the Sunlight Divine Nation. I've heard the immigration process there isn't difficult; as long as one isn't a villain, one can join freely. And if one is a person of high moral character, there are even special benefits offered after immigration."

"Can the Yellow Springs still facilitate reincarnation now?"

"Hmph! The Celestial Sovereign of the Common People is invincible, unchallenged in every battle. Since the Celestial Sovereign has arrived, the Yellow Springs will inevitably return into the hands of the Supreme Will. Then, when that happens, we shall be able to reincarnate normally."

"I hope so."

...

Outside.

As Zhou Zhan gathered the countless billions of souls into the internal space of his Universal Law Star Palm, he noticed the blade energy of the Yellow Springs Imperial Sword slowly fading away.

A ruler governs the people.

Without people to govern, there can be no ruler at all.

Zhou Zhan sensed this subtle mystery of the Yellow Springs Imperial Sword, and couldn't help but smile.

This Yellow Springs Imperial Sword is quite intriguing.

Just as he was preparing to advance against Tuo Bo and observe what other tactics he might have,

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Tuo Bo's exhilarated laughter echoed from below.

He stepped forward slowly, then raised a hand to summon Zhou Zhan down.

"Imperial Sovereign of the People, Imperial Sovereign of the People."

"Come down."

"Little I yield."

"This battle between us—you have already won."

Tubu smiled broadly.

Zhou Zhan, upon hearing this, raised a brow.

He thought for a moment, then decided to descend and come before Tubo.

"How did I suddenly win?"

He asked directly.

"Your Majesty's acquisition of the Yellow Springs Emperor's Sword requires my satisfaction, and the condition for my satisfaction lies solely in whether the Emperor possesses a kind heart."

"From your recent use of over a hundred thousand-method Star Palms—without harming a single spirit—your Majesty clearly demonstrates a heart of compassion."

"Thus, I am fully satisfied."

"The spirit of the Yellow Springs Emperor's Sword, I believe, is also thoroughly content."

"Your Majesty—"

Tubo held the sword in both hands, offering it to Zhou Zhan with sincere devotion. "This Huangquan Imperial Sword belongs to the benevolent sovereign. And now, it belongs to you."

"From this day forward, you are the new master of the Huangquan Imperial Sword!"