Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Ruochen released the seven soul swords of the Sword Ancestor.
This was the only means on his body capable of threatening a Grand Void Realm great god.
Bang!
Bang!
…
Famous Sword God stood motionless. He condensed a sword of rules with sword intent and sent all seven soul swords flying. Calmly, he said, “The power of your seven swords falls far short of that one outside Divine Maiden City. Do you truly feel no fear before this god?”
The sword outside Divine Maiden City naturally referred to the Sword of Love.
At that time, though Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation was low, his heart held great love. He wished to save the people of a city, the beings of a realm. Naturally, he could unleash unparalleled power from the Sword Ancestor soul swords.
Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation was more than ten times stronger than then. He could unleash even greater power from the Sword Ancestor soul swords, yet he lacked that emotional drive from before.
As for the Sword of Fear among the seven soul swords…
Towards Famous Sword God, Zhang Ruochen truly felt no strong fear.
“Fear? With Xiu Chen here, escaping is no difficult matter. Why should I fear you?”
Zhang Ruochen emerged from the Sundial and stood upon a stone platform. Around him, the sea of time grew ever brighter. His gaze calm, he met Famous Sword God’s eyes.
“Good courage. This god wishes to see how you escape today.”
Famous Sword God naturally knew Xiu Chen’s vast divine abilities and masterful secret arts. If she focused solely on fleeing, few below the Immeasurable Realm could stop her.
But now, they were merely a hundred zhang apart.
At such close distance, if a Lord God of the Sword Path could not detain them, how could the sword path claim to be the path of killing?
Whoosh!
Famous Sword God did not underestimate them. He slashed down with the Famous Lord Sword. The sword gleam was blindingly bright.
Yet when the divine sword reached Zhang Ruochen’s head, a layer of divine light blocked it. Waves of divine power surged outward like a tsunami.
“A god king talisman. The aura of King Yu. This god understands. You seek the Sword Realm with the plotting of the Tianchu Civilisation behind you.”
“Famous Sword God, the day this god’s cultivation recovers will be the day you perish. Go!”
Xiu Chen employed the Primordial Unity Escape Art. The Sundial and Zhang Ruochen transformed into a jade-white primordial qi, like a dragon or flood dragon. It broke through the dense sword path rules and divine power seals.
Famous Sword God knew that without paying a price, he could never catch Xiu Chen. Yet he remained unhurried. “You had best not flee blindly. If you become lost in the darkness, would that not be more tragic than dying by this god’s hand?”
The special environment here was like an isolated island. Zhang Ruochen and Xiu Chen were destined not to escape.
Boom!
Relying on the god king talisman, they blocked Famous Sword God’s second slash.
But the god king talisman had long been heavily depleted. Cracks covered it densely. It could not withstand two more swords.
Zhang Ruochen glanced back at Famous Sword God pursuing like a cat toying with mice. Coldness filled his eyes. He looked towards the dark void where the Dark Night Realm Gate lay. “Into there.”
“Are you mad? Inside there, one loses oneself even more easily than in the Dark Triangle Star Domain.”
Though Xiu Chen said this, she still controlled the Sundial and fled rapidly towards the core region of the Dark Night Realm Gate, charging straight in.
Though time and space here were bizarre, filled with countless perils, if Famous Sword God truly wished to kill them, he too would have to bear those perils.
Instead, as heir to space-time, Zhang Ruochen held great advantage within.
“Death throes.”
Famous Sword God hesitated briefly, yet still manipulated sword path rules to clear the way. He pursued straight into the heart of the Dark Night Realm Gate.
Wherever he passed, chaotic time rules and space rules were shattered by sword path rules. Complex space and disordered time seemed nonexistent, unable to hinder Famous Sword God’s steps.
With Famous Sword God’s cultivation, one thought could alter heaven and earth. One sword could shatter the cosmos. Space-time could not block him.
The handsome golden-haired man with dragon horns walked through the void, watching quietly. For now, he had no intent to act. Zhang Ruochen’s performance had truly amazed him.
Only just reaching great god level, yet he could subdue a figure like Xiu Chen Heavenly God to serve as artefact spirit.
Facing an enemy like Famous Sword God, he remained unflustered amid change. Instead, with a sowing-discord ploy, he easily caused the death of a great god ally.
Any cultivator in his position could not have done better.
Look at Shang Hong, similarly newly entered great god level, easily dealt with by Famous Sword God. Yet Zhang Ruochen could create countless troubles for Famous Sword God, forcing him to pursue into the Dark Night Realm Gate at some risk.
Wait a little longer.
There might yet be surprises.
He wished to see where Zhang Ruochen’s limits lay. As much as possible without interfering with his growth path, he would refrain from acting.
In moments, Zhang Ruochen and Famous Sword God, one ahead and one behind, had penetrated over ten million li towards the Dark Night Realm Gate. There were time nether lights capable of instantly severing a true god’s lifespan. There were space storms that devoured countless sword path rules Famous Sword God mobilised.
Reaching here, peril surged even for great gods.
The golden-haired man with dragon horns saw the god king talisman in Zhang Ruochen’s hand shatter completely. Clearly, Famous Sword God had driven him to his limit. He prepared to act.
Yet a sword light of utmost brilliance flew from Zhang Ruochen’s body. It pierced Famous Sword God’s heavy defences, forcing him to slash out with the Famous Lord Sword.
Boom!
The two swords clashed. The already chaotic space-time instantly collapsed, impacting inward from outside.
Famous Sword God spat blood. He flew backward, falling into a space vortex.
On the other end, Zhang Ruochen fared worse. Even the Buddha Ancestor sarira could not protect his flesh. Cracks like shattered porcelain covered his skin, as if a light touch would reduce him to powder.
The golden-haired man with dragon horns, though of steady temperament, was startled at this moment. He never imagined that with Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation, he could wound Famous Sword God.
One must remember, this time there was no borrowing of Heavenly Grandmother or Xu Tian’s power.
He could even imagine how the proud Famous Sword God now doubted his life.
This sword…
Had something to it.
Famous Sword God let out a long howl, nearly mad. He slashed to break the space storm vortex. Hair dishevelled, he charged out. Glaring at the barely breathing Zhang Ruochen, he said, “Little Ruochen, even Sword Ancestor soul swords could not be so powerful.”
“This god understands. This Dark Night Realm Gate must be connected to the Sword Ancestor. Only here could you unleash such power from them. Truly pearls covered in dust. The Sword Ancestor soul swords should be inherited by this god.”
“Die!”
Just as Famous Sword God’s killing intent blazed, about to slash down and end Zhang Ruochen’s life completely.
“Famous Sword God, what skill is there in bullying the weak? With your current appearance, do you deserve to be called a gentleman of the sword? Why not cross hands with this seat instead?” A deep yet somewhat carefree warm voice rang through this void.
Hearing this voice, surprise emerged in Zhang Ruochen’s eyes. He closed them to heal, no longer thinking of all worries and plans in his heart.
Since it was a clash between ancient gods, why should a junior like him meddle?
“Who is it?”
Famous Sword God’s expression changed dramatically. Divine qi circulated within him. He urged the divine sword in his hand to the extreme. Sword path rules formed a planet-sized spherical light shield.
Another cultivator had followed behind?
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?
What divine figure could conceal from his divine soul perception?
The golden-haired man with dragon horns passed through a layer of time nether light. Hands behind his back, he appeared before Famous Sword God. In his golden pupils shone brilliant light like starry seas. “Truly, nobles forget much. Lord God of the Sword Path, such great prestige. You no longer recognise old acquaintances?”
“Ji Wang!”
Famous Sword God’s face reached utmost ugliness. The dispersed sword path rules immediately contracted inward.
Xiu Chen emerged from the Sundial and stood beside Zhang Ruochen. She gazed at the distant Dragon Race god spirit, handsome enough to move even men’s hearts. She glanced at Zhang Ruochen. “Dragon Lord Ji Wang. Who would have thought even he came. It seems this time your Kunlun Realm truly covets the Sword Realm.”
Dragon Lord said, “Fighting me should not count as bullying the weak, no?”
Famous Sword God was rendered speechless.
For Dragon Lord Ji Wang was indeed his contemporary. In youth, both were dazzling figures of the era.
But after Great Saint, the gap between them widened ever further.
Upon reaching godhood, Dragon Lord’s cultivation speed left all in the dust, overlooking contemporaries. Every realm seemed without bottleneck, leaving those who once thought themselves his equal far behind.
Even the three halts of Grand Void could not slow Dragon Lord’s cultivation steps.
As early as two hundred thousand years ago, Dragon Lord had passed the three halts of Grand Void, reached the Immeasurable Realm, ascended the cosmic peak, and contended with elder heroic figures.
Ten thousand years ago, after Kunlun Realm activated the Sundial, Dragon Lord’s cultivation advanced rapidly once more. In that universe-sweeping divine war, he alone invaded the Infernal Realm. One battle shocked the world.
It was said he even escaped from the Infernal Realm.
These years held countless legends about him. Some said he died of grievous wounds in unknown lands. Others said he returned to Tian Long Realm to heal, falling into slumber.
Until he re-entered the Infernal Realm and rescued Master of Death God Island from the Destiny Temple. With this feat, he once more shocked the gods of Heavenly Court and Infernal Realm.
Who would have thought that when Dragon Lord was gravely wounded back then, he did not return to Tian Long Realm but went to crumbling Kunlun Realm?
Clearly holding intent to live or die with Kunlun Realm.
Who would have thought that to rescue Master of Death God Island, Dragon Lord endured in Kunlun Realm for a hundred thousand years? Only awaiting this moment when Yu Huang Realm opened?
Had he returned to Tian Long Realm, he need not risk such perils. Instead, he could obtain vast healing pills and hold transcendent status. But then, the Infernal Realm would surely guard against him. Master of Death God Island would never see daylight again.
Precisely because no god in the Infernal Realm imagined Dragon Lord still lived, that he would, for a broken, withered, declining Kunlun Realm, commit such bold and mad acts, was he able to succeed, freeing Master of Death God Island.
From this, Dragon Lord finally entered the vision of the Heavens. He reached the point where all gods in the world had to revere him.
This question from Dragon Lord: Was it bullying the weak?
Of course not.
It was outright bullying.
Famous Sword God instantly employed a secret art. Divine flames burned across his body. He charged out.
Not fleeing.
But rushing towards the healing Zhang Ruochen.
Dragon Lord shook his head. His figure moved. He already stood before Famous Sword God. One palm struck his crown. Instantly, humanoid divine souls and vital essences were beaten from the flesh, dissipating in the void.
