Chapter 308: Where's the Yellow Turban?
With hands beyond repair, Ling Chen's face twisted like a pretzel. His eyes were a web of bloodshot veins, and with a quivering voice, he glared fiercely at Yun Xiao!
"So, do you believe me now when I say you're not worthy?" Yun Xiao reclaimed Heaven Burial, his gaze cold. "If that's all you've got, your rebirth was in vain."
"Hahaha... Oh, that's harsh, wickedly harsh! To think such a being exists in this mortal realm, it's unbelievable!!" Ling Chen's face was a mask of savagery, his laughter unrestrained and bitter.
"So, what now?" Yun Xiao asked.
"If I die, you're going down with me! Corner a man, and you pay the price for your arrogance!" He had given up, but he had also gone mad! He bit his tongue, and droplets of blood fell onto the nine-colored Sword Soul!
BUZZ! The Sword Soul vibrated, greedily absorbing his blood, its nine colors gradually engulfed by the crimson tide!
Suddenly, Ling Chen thrust the Sword Soul into his own Dantian!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The Sword Soul crazily absorbed the sacred power of the nine suns within his Dantian. Soon, it would devour all his power, reducing him in an instant to below the Dragon Spring Realm!
During this process, the Sword Soul continued to grow more bizarre and powerful!
"Damn, is that going to destroy the Nine Suns Dantian?" Yun Xiao wondered.
"You think he's a fool? He's just unleashing his power to annihilate you, planning to rebuild himself later." Blue Star chuckled.
That reassured Yun Xiao.
"Space warp to escape, using the Heavenly Mirror for a final kill, and then fueling this sword with his blood for a last strike, he's got quite the tricks up his sleeve," Yun Xiao mused joyfully.
Sadly, Ling Chen had foolishly squandered the first two tricks.
"After all, he's the Divine Sky Sword Emperor. Even weakened by rebirth, he's got more up his sleeve than any random storybook villain," Blue Star commented.
"Too bad he's up against our guy!" Red Moon chuckled.
They were optimistic, but Yun Xiao felt the threat!
In a short time, the Sword Soul had devoured all of the power in Ling Chen's Dantian.
Ling Chen, drenched in blood, his eyes fierce, was as weak as a dying man, but still, he lifted his head, his eyes ripping into Yun Xiao!
"Yun Xiao, no matter how you defy the heavens, before this ancient Divine Cosmic Sword, you're but a speck of dust! The cosmic miracles it carries, you can't even begin to imagine!"
And with those words, the nine-colored Sword Soul was fully unleashed!
BOOM! It soared into the heavens, bursting forth with a 10,000 meter high column of blood-red light, illuminating the earth and sky, causing the entire space of the Demon Continent to tremble!
RUMBLE! This sword suddenly exploded, splitting into nine parts. Each part, amidst the spatial vibrations, gave birth to blood-colored spherical worlds!
Each of these spherical worlds seemed like a miniature universe, within which stars orbited and seas transformed into mulberry fields.
"Nine mini-universes, born..." Ling Chen, though collapsed on the ground, had eyes blazing with insane fervor.
He gazed obsessively at those nine ancient worlds. Even in their nascent forms, they caused the surrounding space to collapse, as if this folded space between the Nine Hells was being sucked into these mini-universes!
"This sword, can it actually devour the cosmos and space?" Yun Xiao's eyes sparkled.
No wonder the Divine Cosmic Sword Emperor revered it so; this truly was a divine item. Once it devoured, it could truly grow into a real world!
It might even be much larger than the Nine Hells, and there were nine of them!
More crucially, other worlds were just worlds, but the worlds of the Divine Cosmic Sword were weapons, lethal in nature!
And now, their purpose of existence was to kill Yun Xiao!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Nine blood-colored mini-universe orbs pressed down upon Yun Xiao from above, like nine space behemoths targeting him!
The surrounding world kept collapsing towards them, ripping open voids!
They were still expanding!
Yun Xiao stepped back.
"Die!" Ling Chen seemed to have reached his limit. He didn't let the Divine Cosmic Sword continue to devour, but instead, he harnessed the divine might of nine cultivation realms sacrificed, slamming it towards Yun Xiao!
"I'm not worthy?" His bloodshot eyes sneered, "Yun Xiao, no matter who you are, the dead are the truly unworthy ones!!"
"Is that so?" Yun Xiao stepped back a few paces, then stopped.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Under Ling Chen's final exertion of power, the nine blood-colored mini-universes smashed down, unleashing spatial ruptures, strangulation, chaos, and distortion. A blood-colored spatial maelstrom erupted, completely engulfing Yun Xiao!
VWHOOOOOM! A blood-colored black hole, 1,000 meters in diameter, suddenly burst open, swallowing several nearby mountains in an instant, pulling everything within a 500 meter radius into the void, leaving not even dust behind!
The terror of the Divine Cosmic Sword was fully displayed in its splendid horror!
And this was just its initial stage!
"A fully grown Divine Cosmic Sword can devour nine celestial empires, merge them into a world-ending strike, shatter the fabric of time, and obliterate an entire primeval era with a single slash, annihilating countless lives! Such a divine weapon, and you think you understand it?" With his last bit of strength, Ling Chen hovered above the heavens, his eyes wild with suppressed rage, transforming all his anger into a triumphant laugh!
In front of him, the twisted space finally calmed.
BUZZ! A dim nine-colored Sword Soul materialized in the void, trembling a few times, before finally returning to Ling Chen's side.
"Worthy indeed of the primeval era's mythical sword of destruction!" In Ling Chen's bloodshot eyes, even tears of blood fell. He had won! Nothing remained before him.
This proved that Yun Xiao had been utterly obliterated!
"Having slain Yun Xiao, my path of rebirth against the heavens now sees me as the slayer of gods and annihilator of devils..." Ling Chen laughed madly. His blood-red eyes suddenly swept towards the distance.
There, more than 70 Sword Cultivators of the Fate Ocean Realm were staring blankly in this direction!
Indeed, it was Mu Daxiong, Du Zhongyuan, and the others!
They had been present since the two Exiled Sword Immortals had started their battle.
Ling Chen had noticed them from the beginning!
Their appearance had been part of the pressure Yun Xiao put on Ling Chen. But now, Ling Chen stood triumphant, his mind still soaring to the heavens despite losing all his power, undoubtedly intimidating this group!
Mu Daxiong, Du Zhongyuan, and the others all stood pale-faced, staring blankly at the scene.
The power of Ling Chen's last strike would have killed them too!
Who said Ling Exile wasn't powerful?
He had always been a force against the heavens!
"The azure sky is already dead, the yellow sky will soon rise! Only I am the hope of the Sword Ruins. Won't you kneel in worship?" Despite being utterly drained of strength, Ling Chen showed not a hint of fear. Such was his spirit at that moment!
"Are you daft? Look behind you! "Mu Daxiong had indeed been trembling with fear but soon, he laughed.
All 70 plus Sword Cultivators laughed.
"Behind me..." Ling Chen's body shuddered violently. His face turned ashen! In that moment, it felt as though the gloom of the entire heavens weighed down upon him. He felt like he was plummeting into an abyss!
With great difficulty, he turned around. There, just a meter away, stood a young man in white, smiling at him just as he had appeared at first.
"Am I the azure sky; and you, the yellow sky? Now, that's a reference." Yun Xiao shrugged and smiled. "Well, where's your yellow turban? Which Three Kingdoms are warring? Still, I find it funny that the lofty Divine Sky Sword Emperor himself is likening himself to peasants rebelling."
"Uh..." Ling Chen's heart shattered completely, like glass. Utterly and thoroughly! He reached the pinnacle of despair, tremblingly asking, "Why? Why is this happening?"
"Are you really that dumb? I'm ten times cooler than you, why wouldn't I be fine? Of course, I have my own aces too," Yun Xiao said.
"..." Ling Chen stared at him, his heart crumbling even more. He glared at the heavens, "You old thief, are you sick? Making me wait a million years to be reborn, only to set me up in a dead end right from the start?"
It was absurd! Utterly absurd!
"Hahaha..." He laughed in despair. His past life and this brief present life, both were ridiculously laughable. What had become of this world? What twist of fate had entered the game? How could it become this absurd?
"Damn it! Played me for a fool! Damn you, you thieving heavens!" Ling Chen sighed, a sound rich with sorrow.
Finally, he cast a longing glance at the nine-colored Sword Soul.
Suddenly, the tip of the sword turned towards himself.
STAB! The Sword Soul moved! Ling Chen used it to pierce his own heart.
"Yun Xiao, I'm taking my own life! I didn't lose to you..." After uttering these words, he struggled briefly, then his eyes dimmed forever. He was dead. Dead again!
His few days of rebirth were like a ludicrous dream in a million years of desolation. Like a groundhog poking its head out of its burrow, only to be immediately clobbered to death, stars swirling before its eyes.
BOOM! A copper coffin appeared, swallowing Ling Chen whole. It devoured everythinghis body, Sword Soul, and even the Immortal soul that had traversed a million years. Nothing could escape. And there would be no next rebirth!
Having dealt with all this, Yun Xiao didn't rush to reap his rewards. Instead, he approached Mu Daxiong, Du Zhongyuan, and the others.
This group had witnessed the entire saga from the Sword Baptism Ceremony, seeing Ling Chen being mercilessly beaten step by step by Yun Xiao, unable to turn the tide till the very end.
Who was the true sovereign of the Heavenly Dao was clear as day.
THUD! One by one, everyone knelt down, their eyes ablaze, throats burning, unable even to utter a word.
After a long while, Mu Daxiong said, "Please give your orders, Exile Yun!"
"Ling Chen and the scourge of the Ku Family are dead. You are to go to the entrance of the Endless Netherworld and monitor any changes there. Next, I plan to take over the Heavenly Land," Yun Xiao instructed.
"Yes!" Mu Daxiong was immensely excited. "Rest assured, we will secure that entrance. Be it devils or Inscription Cultivators, whoever comes will meet their end!"
"No need for conflict with the devils; just observe and wait for my next instructions," Yun Xiao said.
"Yes!" They didn't know why, but they didn't question.
This was divine hegemony!
"Additionally, send someone back to inform the Sword Warden of the deaths of Ling Chen, the Ku Family's Sword Cultivators, and the Inscription Cultivators. Ask the Sword Warden to set Qingzhan and the Withered Bone Keeper against each other and prepare to net and eradicate the Ku Family and their lackeys, purify the Sword Ruins, unify for external conflicts, and prepare for the Nine Hell Conquest Clash," Yun Xiao said gravely.
"Yes!" The group was even more fired up.
"Move out," Yun Xiao commanded.
"At your command!" The group of 70 plus Sword Cultivators, representing the current strongest force in the Demon Continent, went to monitor the only possible entry point for enemies from the Endless Netherworld.
This showed Yun Xiao's absolute dominion in both the Divine and Demon Continents!
After they left, Yun Xiao smiled. The ancient copper coffin had locked away everything of Ling Chen, and beneath his feet, the Demon Continent was free of interference.
"Now, it's time for the harvest." Yun Xiao sat on the ancient copper coffin as if it were a boat, speeding towards the direction of the Divine Continent.
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