I, the Son of the Demon Emperor, Had My Eyes Gouged Out by My Fiancée on Our Wedding Night - Chapter 24

24: First Strike! Ocean Splitter!

“Remember—only three strikes. Wouldn’t want you crying foul!”

“First strike—Ocean Splitter!”

Li Xueren’s voice boomed like thunder over the Cloud Sword Holy Land.

An invisible force erupted from his body, shooting skyward.

A murderous blade intent silently spread through the air.

In his hand materialized a vicious demonic blade, its edge humming like lightning.

As his words fell—

A ribbon of blade light descended from the heavens, its cold radiance splitting the firmament.

With earth-shattering momentum, it came crashing down.

BOOM—!

This single strike—

Its brilliance rivaled the sun and moon, carrying the power to sever rivers and part seas.

The Cloud Sword Holy Land was inundated with blade energy, cleaved like rotten wood.

Even the mighty barrier fractured instantly, covered in terrifying cracks.

The unstoppable blade light pierced through—

Dozens of Cloud Sword sentries standing too close were bisected instantly.

Hundreds perished where they stood.

Li Xueren’s single stroke was peerlessly domineering!

“Not bad. Worthy of the Cloud Sword Holy Land’s barrier—to withstand one strike from me.”

Li Xueren raised an eyebrow, offering rare praise.

As one of the demon sect’s Five Great Elders, his cultivation had reached the Sixth-Step Great Sage realm.

In this world, cultivation stages were:

Energy Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Severing, Void Refining, Unity, Tribulation Transcension, Divine Emperor, Sacred Lord, Great Sage, Great Emperor, Celestial Venerable.

Those who reached Great Sage were dragons among men—their talent far surpassing ordinary geniuses.

And Li Xueren, a blade cultivator, was especially formidable.

CRACK—!

The barrier’s fractures continued spreading.

The writing was on the wall—their mountain-protecting array was useless.

“To witness my second strike behind this barrier is an honor you don’t deserve.”

Li Xueren’s gaze swept across the defenders, brimming with disdain.

Panic gripped the Cloud Sword disciples.

“One strike?! Just one strike did this?!”

“It’s not completely broken! Look—the sword’s intent is repairing the cracks!”

“What difference does it make? Go alert the Holy Lord!”

Despair filled their hearts.

How could their leaders remain oblivious while catastrophe loomed?

The sentry sent to warn them still hadn’t returned.

One more strike, and the barrier would shatter completely—

Leaving them helpless prey.

But where some despaired, others rejoiced.

The demonic cultivators roared with excitement.

“Elder Li’s Blade of Bl00d and Thunder—truly peerless!”

“A Great Sage’s might… if only I could reach such heights.”

“When that barrier falls, don’t steal my kills!”

“These Cloud Sword fools are idiots. Why aren’t they reinforcing their defenses?”

All eyes remained fixed on Li Xueren.

One more strike would doom the barrier.

The Cloud Sword disciples paled, their faces etched with terror.

This demon elder’s methods were too ruthless!

“We’re finished…”

They watched helplessly as swirling blade energy gathered around Li Xueren.

“Since that old dog Yun Conglong won’t crawl out—”

“You minions will make sacrifices!”

His blade descended—

A technique that could sever rivers yet leave the water flowing.

Runes of destruction flashed as the strike tore through the Holy Land.

BOOM—!

Space itself split before the blade’s edge.

A colossal rune-carved blade manifestation materialized—

Its approach is unstoppable.

The disciples’ faces twisted in horror.

Even the damaged barrier couldn’t withstand this.

“WHO DARES INVADE OUR HOLY LAND?!”

Six figures shot forward—

Cloud Sword elders who had sensed the first strike’s devastation.

As Li Xueren’s blade fell, they joined forces, unleashing a massive palm strike.

CRASH—!

The two attacks collided and neutralized each other.

Not even a shockwave remained.

“We made it…”

The elders sighed in relief—

Only to hear the shriek of splitting air.

A third blade strike descended—

Stronger than both prior combined.

“MOVE!”

Instinct took over.

The six elders gestured—

A thousand sentries were yanked from the barrier as human shields.

POP! POP! POP!

Bodies exploded into crimson mist.

The elders retreated behind the barrier just in time to watch the bl00d rain fall.

Li Xueren’s blade art—Nine Layers Surging Tide—

Each layer compounded the prior strike’s power.

The first strike held one layer.

The second? Three.

Like endless tidal waves, its profundity was boundless.

Even fellow demon elders clicked their tongues at this display.

Many had suffered under these very techniques during sparring matches.

But the Cloud Sword’s tactics?

Utterly despicable.

“Trash. Absolute trash.”

Li Xueren spat in disgust.

Using subordinates as meat shields?

This was beneath even bandits.

“Elder, this…?”