After I Turned into a Villain, I Became a Nightmare to All Beings and a Taboo of the World - Chapter 4:

Chapter 4: Crushing All Nine Sequences Alone!

As the voice fell, everyone looked up.

At that moment, the entire spectator area fell silent.

The elders also turned their gazes to the void.

The Supreme Elders fixed their eyes on where the voice had come from.

Even within the ancestral grounds, several ancestors turned to look.

Dongfang Beichen let out a breath of relief. That brat finally made it back.

The void parted, and a strange beast stepped out.

It looked like a fox, about the size of a fine steed, with twin horns on its back and Saintly Laws swirling around it.

Reclining lazily on its back was a white-robed, white-haired figure. His posture was elegant, a cinnabar mole at his brow only enhanced his unparalleled beauty. His presence was like a banished immortal.

Seeing Dongfang Wudao appear, the entire Dongfang family fell into silence.

“Ah, ah, ah! The Young Master is so handsome!”

“It’s been three years! I missed him so much, my emotions are overflowing!”

One after another, female disciples in the stands cried out.

“I hereby declare, the Divine Son position belongs to the Young Master! He’s too handsome!”

“Sisters, do you all agree?”

“Agree!”

“Agree!”

…

Seeing the chaos caused by Dongfang Wudao’s arrival, Dongfang Beichen’s face showed pride.

As expected of his son.

“Brother Wudao, I thought you weren’t coming back!” Dongfang Le called out.

“At such an important moment, if I wasn’t here, something would feel incomplete.”

“Since you’re back, then join the selection,” Dongfang Beichen said.

Dongfang Wudao’s figure flickered and vanished. When he reappeared, he was already standing at the center of the stage.

The Dongfang family members quieted down.

Especially the nine other legacy sequence members—each one stared solemnly at Dongfang Wudao.

They hadn’t even seen how he moved just now.

The elders exchanged glances, seeing the astonishment in each other’s eyes.

The First Supreme Elder’s lips curved into a wide smile upon witnessing this.

In the ancestral grounds, many ancestors also focused on Dongfang Wudao.

“Three years apart, and there’s even a new face,” Dongfang Wudao said to Dongfang Qingtian.

Name: Dongfang Qingtian

Status: One of Dongfang family’s legacy sequence, Chosen One

Physique: Heavenbearer War Physique

Technique: Heavenbearer War God Art

Aura: Fortune Halo

Strength: Late-stage Divine Palace Realm

Fortune Value: 800,000

“Greetings, Young Master Wudao.” Dongfang Qingtian clasped his hands in salute.

“No need for such courtesy, cousin. When I beat you later, I won’t hold back.”

Dongfang Qingtian was surprised by his words.

Back when he first arrived at the Dongfang family, no one looked up to him. It was only after joining the legacy sequence that he gained respect.

But this Young Master whom he hadn’t met in three years… was not ordinary.

“Right now, all of you are my enemies!” Dongfang Wudao declared, circulating the power within him.

He raised his right index finger, slender and well-defined. A tiny sword danced on its tip.

“Gentlemen, are you ready?”

The nine other legacy sequence members froze when they heard his voice.

Only now did they realize Dongfang Wudao was standing at their center.

Was one man about to challenge all nine of them?

While they hesitated, Dongfang Wudao flicked his finger.

The tiny sword soared into the sky, instantly expanding to a hundred meters in length.

One became two, two became four.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of swords filled the sky, blotting out the sun.

Each sword exuded terrifying sword intent!

Even the clouds in the sky were torn apart by the pressure.

Seeing the overwhelming aura created so effortlessly by Dongfang Wudao, the Dongfang family members in the stands gasped.

Even the elders’ expressions grew serious.

The Supreme Elders were no better—they exchanged glances and saw the shock in each other’s eyes.

In the ancestral ground, the Ninth Ancestor widened his eyes.

“Good brat. Three years apart, and he’s grown this powerful.”

“He really is different being raised wild!”

Dongfang Cangqiong’s face turned ugly. As one of the family’s legacy sequence members, his strength was nothing to scoff at, but now, he felt a wave of despair.

Dongfang Qingtian’s expression was just as grim. He had thought the Divine Son position was almost guaranteed. Who would’ve expected Dongfang Wudao to suddenly return?

Dongfang Wudao, you really shouldn’t have come back. The Divine Son position is mine!

“Fall.”

With that command, the countless sword rays rained down from the sky. The sword intent was powerful enough to easily kill an ordinary Divine Palace Realm cultivator.

The Dongfang family members involuntarily stood up.

Boom rumble—

The sword rays fell. Protective barriers rose around the nine legacy sequence members, clashing with the sword rain in dazzling bursts of light.

Crack! Crack!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Seeing the marks left by the sword intent on the ground, the legacy sequence members’ faces darkened.

The Martial Arena’s floor was forged from Divine Stones. Even King Realm cultivators struggled to leave a scratch.

“You all still won’t admit defeat?”

Dongfang Wudao looked at the nine struggling members and asked.

Many Dongfang disciples felt their scalps tingle. One man was crushing all nine legacy sequence members—and he was the most relaxed one.

It was a scene no one had ever imagined.

Dongfang Beichen smiled as he watched.

“Break.”

At that moment, an angry roar erupted.

A phantom of a War God appeared. Towering at a hundred meters, its body was like a heavenly pillar. It wielded a War God halberd and swept away Dongfang Wudao’s sword rays.

“That’s the Heavenbearer War Physique?”

“So that’s his physique. He never revealed it before.”

“But can he beat the Young Master?”

The Ninth Elder looked surprised at Dongfang Qingtian’s revealed power.

Many other elders glanced at him with amused looks.

Seeing Dongfang Qingtian break free from Dongfang Wudao’s suppression, Dongfang Cangqiong released his own vast might, sweeping the sword rain away.

The remaining legacy sequence members also managed to do the same—though it was just a matter of time.

All nine were breathing heavily, staring solemnly at Dongfang Wudao.

They couldn’t understand—how had he become so terrifying after just three years?

“I concede.”

“I concede too.”

“I also concede.”

Dongfang Guiyi, Dongfang Liuyun, Dongfang Qingxin, Dongfang Duanlang, Dongfang Xingyu, Dongfang Yuehua, and Dongfang Le all spoke up.

Their eyes carried a trace of sorrow.

Many Dongfang family members showed surprised expressions. They gave up so quickly?

Only the elders nodded. They had already seen that Dongfang Wudao had held back. Otherwise, those seven would be either dead or crippled.

With the seven stepping down, only Dongfang Qingtian, Dongfang Cangqiong, and Dongfang Wudao remained on the stage.

“Brother Cangqiong, not stepping down?”

“Of course I am. Someone, help me.”

Dongfang Cangqiong’s response shocked the crowd. Two people appeared and helped him down.

When everyone looked at where he had been standing, they saw a deep sword mark.

At that moment, even the elders and Supreme Elders fell silent.

In the ancestral grounds.

The Ninth Ancestor’s smile faded.

“If Wudao hadn’t held back, they’d all be dead on the stage.”

The Eighth Ancestor stared at the graceful figure on the arena, speaking solemnly, “There’s still one stubborn and headstrong child left.”