Chapter 84: Alone with a Sword, Deter Ten Thousand Beasts!

Lu Yuan stood alone with his sword, facing the open sea beyond the deep city. Not far away, a dense horde of exotic beasts loomed. Compared to them, his figure seemed insignificant.

Yet the aura emanating from him was boundless and terrifying.

Golden blood energy surged and roiled, flooding every corner of his body. His eyes were calm, gazing steadily ahead, while immense power gathered swiftly within his physique.

The words he had just spoken were not loud, and the myriad sea beasts could not comprehend them. But the aura—they could feel it. Their movements slowed involuntarily, and even the South Sea Leviathan, encircled at the center, paused.

It was a formidable creature, its form true to its name—a genuine behemoth, taller than the steel walls of the deep city. Two enormous eyes fixed upon Lu Yuan, while eight tentacles, each a hundred meters long, churned the sea.

Clearly, it was not cowed by his presence. Nor did it strike immediately. Instead, it stirred the waves, testing its opponent.

A deep drone resonated as, in an instant, the waves rose higher than before, reaching a hundred meters, surging toward Lu Yuan like a towering mountain.

"Is he really going to face them alone?"

"How great must his confidence be? Can he truly do it?"

"Impossible. The sea beasts—both in number and strength—are overwhelming."

On the steel walls behind, Commander Zhang and the awakened ones watched, their hearts gripped by the scene. It was clear now—Lu Yuan truly intended to face the oceanic horde alone.

But could he? Over a hundred thousand beasts surged, led by the mighty South Sea Leviathan—a force no one believed could be stopped.

In their eyes, this crisis had already surpassed the limits of what humanity could endure.

Yet, a sliver of hope remained in their hearts.

After all, Lu Yuan had broken through the Shackles Realm.

At that moment, Commander Zhang issued further orders: all artillery, warplanes, and weapons within the city were to be prepared. Should battle erupt, they were to open fire at once, saturating the beast horde with destruction.

He reasoned that, as the human king, Lu Yuan’s true strength was unfathomable. Even if he could not defeat the horde, he could hold them back long enough for modern firepower to lend support.

More reinforcements were already dispatched, even missile carriers readied. If they could just buy enough time, perhaps the catastrophe could yet be averted.

"Look! Lu Yuan is on the move!"

Someone suddenly cried, pointing into the distance.

Lu Yuan, standing atop the Golden-Winged Roc, faced the towering wave. Without further word, he slowly raised the Da Luo Sword Embryo in his hand.

A ringing note resonated—sword intent shook the air.

Beams of Da Luo sword light shot forth.

Once again—one man, one sword.

In that moment, Lu Yuan made no extraneous moves. With a single motion, he cleaved downward with his sword at the wave that loomed like a mountain.

A dazzling sword light, grand and majestic, coalesced into a formidable arc a hundred meters long, shooting forth.

With a thunderous roar, the wave was split in two—top and bottom.

In the next instant, under the weight of the sword intent, the wave was utterly destroyed, vanishing into a deluge of rain that fell back into the sea. In the blink of an eye, the waters were calm once more.

"I said: this land belongs to humanity—beasts are forbidden to advance."

Having finished, Lu Yuan spoke again. Holding the Da Luo Sword Embryo, he pointed at the South Sea Leviathan, his tone still calm, now tinged with chill.

It was clear—should the beast advance by even a step, he would strike at once.

Lu Yuan understood well. The sea beasts appeared numerous, even including those of the Shackles Realm, but as at Chang’an, suppressing the leader would render the rest inconsequential.

Yet his intention was not to kill for the sake of killing. After the mutation, exotic beasts had become far too numerous; only by instilling fear could humanity hope to hold back disaster.

So Lu Yuan chose to intimidate. Still, should this beast refuse to retreat, he would not hesitate to act.

"Forbidden to advance? The sea beasts never intended to invade," the South Sea Leviathan spoke, its voice a deep vibration that sent chills through the air. Its vast body loomed like a legendary monster, eyes locked onto Lu Yuan. "But now, it is you humans who have provoked us. Besides, you alone—a mere human—aren’t qualified to stop me."

As it finished, brilliant light erupted from its form, its aura surging, breaking through the Shackles Realm.

The surrounding seawater boiled and churned under the pressure.

Simultaneously, the sea beasts rose and howled, responding fiercely to their leader.

Clearly, the South Sea Leviathan possessed great intelligence, unthreatened, rallying the sea beasts for a joint assault.

"Master, it has reached the Golden Body Realm. It is very powerful," the Golden-Winged Roc spoke, a trace of dread flickering in its eyes. Though its bloodline was stronger, its power lagged far behind.

But Lu Yuan gave no answer. He said only, "So be it. Then let us fight!"

As he spoke, golden blood surged, enveloping his entire being. His eyes blazed with divine light.

What of a Golden Body Realm beast? He felt no fear.

"They’re about to fight, Commander! Should we open fire?" a soldier called from the city’s steel walls.

"Not yet—let’s wait and see," Commander Zhang replied at once. The power of Lu Yuan’s sword had just cleaved a hundred-meter wave. A thought flashed through his mind—could this man truly, alone, stop the coming battle?

Meanwhile, the other awakened ones recorded and broadcast the scene.

"Director, do you really think Mr. Lu can do it?" Watching the live stream, the Northern Emperor and others turned to Director Zheng. Given the situation, anyone could see that battle was inevitable. But the South Sea Leviathan was too strong, seemingly beyond even the usual beast kings.

With over a hundred thousand beasts, it seemed impossible for anyone to stop. Even knowing Lu Yuan was the human king, it seemed too much to ask.

"I believe that since he has gone, he will succeed," Zhu Qingyu answered. She had survived two beast tides, both blocked by Lu Yuan alone. She chose to believe—and to trust—that he would prevail.

Director Zheng did not answer, for he knew that the upper echelons had already dispatched numerous reinforcements. Even if Lu Yuan failed, as long as he held out, the situation could be turned.

Everyone who learned of the crisis watched closely. Deep city faced disaster, and one man stood before it all.

Most especially, the spectacle of a single sword cleaving a hundred-meter wave sent shockwaves through the world. People had known Lu Yuan was strong, ever since the Battle of Hu City, but none imagined he would dare confront the beast tide alone.

All waited to see the outcome.

Beyond the city, Lu Yuan watched the converging sea beasts, silent now. His eyes glinted with cold light. With a single leap, he soared forward, the Da Luo Sword Embryo in his grasp bursting with sword light, its edge aimed directly at the South Sea Leviathan.

"The ocean is my domain. Let’s see what you can do!" the Leviathan roared. Its hundred-meter tentacles lashed out like dragons.

Below, sharks and winged sea serpents attacked all at once.

But in a flash, a golden streak cleaved the air—dozens of powerful beasts fell instantly.

The Golden-Winged Roc would not allow its master to be disturbed.

Meanwhile, Lu Yuan struck with his sword.

With a slicing sound, in a mere instant, one of the South Sea Leviathan’s tentacles was severed, blood spraying across the sea.

The Leviathan howled in pain, its eyes blazing with fury.

It had evolved into the Golden Body Realm; its exotic beast physique was fearsome, its flesh nigh invulnerable—yet a tentacle had been cleanly severed.

Lu Yuan did not pause. He leapt onto the beast’s massive frame—for he could not fly, so his movements were somewhat hindered, but not greatly.

The Leviathan’s entire form shone, manipulating seawater into surging streams that battered its body.

Lu Yuan paid it no heed. He struck again and again.

Three more tentacles fell, blood scent thick in the air.

With the earlier loss, half the Leviathan’s limbs were gone.

Elsewhere, the beast kings of the sea were suppressed by the Golden-Winged Roc.

From the very start, Lu Yuan held absolute advantage. The Golden Body Realm meant nothing to him—this South Sea Leviathan did not possess the powerful bloodline of the Golden-Winged Roc, and after his own transformation at Shennongjia, he had already broken thirty genetic shackles, surpassing the beast by a whole realm. There was no suppression left.

Having finished, Lu Yuan leapt once more. The Golden-Winged Roc sensed his intent, catching him and carrying him away. Only after reaching a safe distance did they stop.

Lu Yuan, still holding the Da Luo Sword Embryo, gazed at the South Sea Leviathan. "Take one more step, and you will die today!"

Now, the golden energy surging from him was more terrifying than ever. His aura shot skyward, and with his recent display, he looked every inch a god of slaughter from ancient legend.

Everything he had done was a warning. To kill this beast would not have required such effort, but his aim was to resolve the crisis at Deep City, not to wage full-scale war.

A hundred thousand beasts, even if weak, would take considerable time for him to slay if they charged together.

Thus, Lu Yuan revealed his true strength. As he had said, if the South Sea Leviathan dared advance, he would not show mercy.

After his words, the Leviathan, though enraged, saw its own bleeding body and realized this human was not bluffing.

To advance was to die.

Moreover, the dense horde of sea beasts around them could all sense the overwhelming power radiating from Lu Yuan. For a moment, none dared move.

(End of chapter)