Chapter 503: Chapter 503: Slaughtering Sword Ancestors, Re-enacting a Legend
Long Zhanshao said, "Let him come out. Isn’t he supposed to be able to destroy the Dragon Race? He did it once in the Small World. If he doesn’t destroy them again in this New World, what kind of hero of the people is he!"
Long Zaiyan sneered, "Stop trying to provoke him. It won’t work! If we had awakened in the Small World, a single slap from us would have crushed that lowly ant. He’s nothing more than a test subject, yet he actually thinks he’s a big deal!"
As the three Daoist Ancestors from the Dragon Race spoke, the crowd fell silent.
Back then, Ye Tianling had brought ruin to the Dragon Race. What a magnificent sight that was. He fought until he was driven to a frenzy, shattering Heaven and Earth itself!
He even obliterated the Taotie Divine King six times over!
This was a raw manifestation of his battle power, a true display of his ability. His reputation was anything but unearned!
Otherwise, how could the New World have possibly come into being?
Now, it was clear that Ye Tianling had returned.
But why hadn’t he appeared?
Why hadn’t he shown himself?
Had he truly faded into mediocrity?
Ancient Fairy could not stand it any longer. She retorted with cold sarcasm, "My Master was suppressed by the Celestial Dao and had to start over from nothing! How does a group of Daoist Ancestors who have cultivated for eons have the gall to say such things? Why didn’t you awaken back then? When the Cyan Dragon Race was being annihilated, the other three races still had so many Elders. How come none of you dared to so much as fart in protest?
"And now you act all high and mighty after the fact!"
"You little bitch, quite the sharp tongue!"
The faces of Long Qinfeng and Long Qinyu darkened, and they advanced menacingly toward Ancient Fairy.
Clearly, Ancient Fairy’s words had wounded their pride.
"Three years! Give me three years at most! As long as I, Ancient Fairy, live, I will slaughter my way through the entire Dragon Race!"
Ancient Fairy’s sudden declaration rang out like a Dao Sound, deafening all who heard it.
Her voice shocked every Daoist Ancestor, every Divine Son and Divine Lady, and every Saint Son and Saintess in attendance.
"That’s the sound of an Establishment Dao!"
"How similar this is to that scene all those years ago!"
"For the Ancient Fairy Goddess to say such a thing... she’s signed her own death warrant. The Dragon Race will never let her go!"
"The Celestial Secret Divine Son may not have appeared, but his disciple is his equal in every way. She has inherited his invincible might and his unrestrained and indulgent strong heart!"
"She has no regard for life or death, fears nothing, and will fight anyone who challenges her!"
The crowd couldn’t help but break into a flurry of discussion.
BOOM—
At that moment, an astonishing aura manifested, instantly flooding the entire area.
The terrifying aura struck utter horror into everyone present.
At that moment, even those standing beside Ye Tianling—Chu Shaocheng, Que Zhishang, and Kong Daoxi—were forced back by the sheer shock of it.
The aura had appeared so suddenly. It was dreadful, terrifying!
Ye Tianling extended his hand, and the transformed, blood-red Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword appeared in his grasp.
He walked forward, step by step. Everyone around him scattered, instinctively clearing a path.
"Today, this will be your grave!"
Ye Tianling said coolly.
His words caused an uproar.
Those simple words overflowed with a domineering air that was utterly shocking.
Not even the Celestial Secret God Master or the Tianyi Ancestral King would dare to speak such words. ’Who is this person? How does he dare say such a thing?’
Ye Tianling stepped into the air, his figure blurring as he instantly closed in on the Wind and Rain Double Evil.
The sword in his hand gathered the simple power of the Killing Dao for a single, world-shaking strike.
SHIIING—
Ye Tianling struck. His Demon Heart Sword Body had likely already reached the Holy Dao Realm. Even if he couldn’t unleash its full power, the invincible might it projected was still utterly terrifying.
With a single slash, Heaven and Earth seemed to lose their color.
There was no dazzling brilliance, like a single sword’s light chilling nineteen continents.
There was no world-shaking momentum.
There was no Celestial Dao Splendor, no iridescent Dao light.
It was just an exceedingly simple strike.
An utterly simple strike.
And yet, as the sword descended, all the light between Heaven and Earth seemed to dim, forming a mysterious harmony with the blade.
Heaven and Earth themselves became simple and unadorned, devoid of all Spiritual essence.
SQUELCH—
As the sword struck, the expressions of the Wind and Rain Double Evil changed drastically.
Long Qinfeng, in particular, instantly activated his bloodline and unleashed his full power to defend himself.
But he couldn’t block it.
The sword pierced through the center of Long Qinfeng’s brow with incredible speed.
PUFF—
A terrifying Vibrating Power erupted as the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword’s Devouring effect activated.
He cast the Bloodthirsty Soul Refining Technique. Long Qinfeng’s body exploded into a bloody mist, which was absorbed by Ye Tianling’s Demon Heart Sword Body in the span of a single breath.
Blood splattered everywhere. The sight of that single, shocking sword strike made Long Qinyu’s very soul tremble. He turned and fled, retreating several thousand meters before stopping to stare at Ye Tianling in horrified disbelief.
But the gruesome scene, the blood and gore, vanished just as quickly.
The sky returned to its tranquil state.
Ye Tianling stood there quietly, his Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword utterly pristine, without a single drop of blood on it.
All the Daoist Ancestors, even the Celestial Secret God Master, felt a cold dread wash over them.
This was a peerless Demon God!
’How could such a person exist in this world?’
"That sword..."
A sharp-eyed Cultivator finally got a good look at the sword and turned pale with horror.
"It’s... It’s him?"
"He... He’s back?"
"Is it... Is it really him?"
Many people cried out in shock, and immediately, countless Projection Stones began to manifest.
Once again, the battle was being recorded.
Ye Tianling ignored the clamor around him.
His figure flickered as he executed the Kunpeng Hidden Dragon Technique.
In the next instant, he appeared beside Long Qinyu and thrust forward viciously with the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword.
"AH—"
Long Qinyu cried out in terror, hoping Long Zaiyan and the other two Daoist Ancestors would save him.
But Long Zaiyan and the other two Daoist Ancestors were frozen stiff, paralyzed by shock. The terror that gripped their hearts was so immense they could barely control their own bodies.
SQUELCH—
Ye Tianling’s sword descended as easily as if he were slaughtering a chicken. In an instant, he brought the blade down from above Long Qinyu’s head, cleaving him straight through!
"AHH—"
Long Qinyu shrieked in agony as his body suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
For those slain by the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword, not even their Battle Soul could hope to escape.
One strike, one kill.
Another ordinary-looking strike, yet it had slain a Daoist Ancestor with overwhelming dominance!
Another Daoist Ancestor had been brutally killed on the spot!
The crowd was deathly silent, every one of them trembling.
The faces of the Daoist Ancestors who had opposed Ancient Fairy earlier turned green with fear.
Escape? The thought had crossed everyone’s mind.
But who would dare to be the first to run? Even if they all fled at once, could any of them truly escape?
With his speed and invincible might, he was slaughtering them like dogs. This was an absolute suppression in every aspect—strength, Realm, and Battle Power. Escape was impossible!
Not a single person dared to speak.
Even the Tianyi Ancestral King was left speechless, a chill running down his spine, terrified that one wrong move would get him obliterated by that sword.
’Where did this fiend come from?!’
A single man had intimidated all the Daoist Ancestors into submission!
This was absolute, unrivaled dominance!
’Has a true Saint awakened in this world?’
’Has a true Saint finally emerged?’
’If he isn’t a Saint, how could he possibly be this powerful and invincible?’
