Chapter 1324 : Xuantian Demon-Slaying Sword

"Ahem!"

The gray-robed elder wiped the corner of his mouth, revealing a bitter smile.

Most importantly, the only Ninth Ascension cultivator of their human race had been grievously wounded in the previous great battle.

At this thought, the immortals turned their gazes toward a youth in blue robes nearby, their eyes brimming with anticipation.

This youth before them had only arrived at the Crimson Sun Sea a mere 10 1000 years ago, yet he had successively slain 6 yaoxian of the demon race, advancing all the way from the third level of Ascendant Immortal to the seventh level of Ascendant Immortal.

Most crucially, this individual's combat prowess rivaled that of the Ninth Heaven Ascension realm, making him the collective hope of all. "If he could advance further and step into the Quasi-Earth Immortal domain..."

The hearts of the immortals whispered with silent hope as their gazes turned toward the youth.

Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, the azure-robed young man couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh inwardly. He sighed and said, "To contend against a Half-Step Earth Immortal, I must at least break through to the ninth level of Ascension."

"Yet I had only just broken through to the Seventh Heaven of Ascension not long ago. Even with a supreme-grade Dao Source, reaching the Ninth Heaven of Ascension would likely still require several millennia."

"Not to mention we don't possess a superior-grade Dao Source, even if we did, we simply don't have the time."

As his words faded, he turned his gaze toward the distant expanse beyond the immortal isles.

Beyond the immortal island, the sea was teeming with countless demon clans, encircling the waters in layer upon impenetrable layer.

High in the firmament, dozens of demonic immortals stood poised, while 3 Ninth Ascension cultivators hovered mid-air. Among them loomed a figure whose presence rivaled gods and demons.

Black Fiend Demon Venerable.

The youth in blue murmured, his face paling slightly.

Even with his unparalleled talent and extraordinary heritage, facing the siege of a Half-Step Earth Immortal and 3 Ninth-Level Ascension cultivators left him with absolutely no chance of survival.

"I am the Chosen 1 ordained by the Celestial Beyond, inheriting the supreme dao of the Outer-Realm Immortal. Throughout my life, I have roamed unchallenged, slain demons of the 9 Heavens, exterminated primordial evil spirits, and single-handedly quelled the eternal demonic calamity that spanned countless eons."

"Yet upon first arriving in the Immortal Realm, I never imagined I would face such a boundless tribulation."

"If only I had been granted a million years—even just a 100 1000 years—how could things have come to this?"

The young man murmured softly in his heart, recalling events of bygone days, and an expression of regret gradually surfaced on his face.

He still remembered his childhood, when the lofty Eldrin Star Spirit fell from grace, succumbing to a calamitous tribulation and descending into the Eldrin Demon Spirit. Simultaneously, demonic cultivators rose up across the land, and countless humans fell to the hands of the demonic tribes, becoming mere cultivation resources for the demonic practitioners.

He rose from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, as a 5-colored celestial light descended from beyond the heavens, transforming into a scripture that fell into his hands.

From that day forth, he rose from humble origins, inheriting the methods of immortals and forging his own Profound Heaven Demon-Slaying Sword Dao. Along his path, he vanquished evil spirits across all realms, slaughtered ancient demonic entities, and quelled the cataclysmic tide of darkness to ascend as an immortal.

After attaining immortality, he remained in the mortal realm for 30 1000 years, established the legacy of the Return to Ruins Ancient Sect, and completely eradicated the demonic cultivators and the Netherfiend race before ascending to the 9 Heavens Above.

Little did he expect that so soon after his ascension, he would face such a terrifying tribulation, and now find himself in a situation bordering on absolute desperation.

At this thought, the azure-robed youth gazed toward the boundless demonic horde across the 9 Heavens Above (Time & Distance), sighing inwardly.

"If Master were here, such a cataclysm would surely be vanquished with but a turn of his hand."

The young man murmured under his breath, unaware of the true stature his master held.

However, the Primordial Chaos Heavenly Scripture he had obtained contained methods to achieve immortality through the Sacred Body, the Laws, and the Dao Fruit simultaneously—the most powerful legacy he had ever encountered in his life.

Both the Primordial Immortal Body and the cultivation method of the Primordial Chaos Law were unimaginably powerful, granting him unprecedented enlightenment.

Now, as the youth's cultivation grew more profound, he increasingly grasped the terrifying nature of this ancient scroll.

This was a supreme celestial scripture. Without such a peerless divine text to guide his path of cultivation, he would never have achieved the 3 Dao Fruits, nor become the most extraordinary prodigy in the history of the Cangling Ancient Star.

"Alas, this disciple has received Master's legacy and blessings, yet spent my entire life without ever meeting you in person." The young man sighed, a trace of profound regret flashing between his brows.

At that very moment, violent rumbles erupted across the heavens as the Black Fiend Demon Venerable, who had reached the half-step Earth Immortal realm, could no longer restrain himself from taking action.

Under the relentless onslaught of the demon army, the grand formation had already been teetering on the brink. When the Black Fiend Demon Venerable (Demon Ruler) finally struck, it ultimately could hold no longer and was torn asunder.

Seeing this, the gray-robed elder at the Peak Immortal Ascension Realm let out a bitter laugh. "Everyone, flee for your lives!" "Not a single 1 of you will escape."

Seeing the immortals were about to flee for their lives, the Black Fiend Demon Venerable spoke coldly.

There was no reason to abandon a Dao Source already within grasp. With a cold wave of his hand, dozens of Yaoxian (Monster Immortals) immediately closed in, holding formation flags as they sealed all escape routes for the assembled immortals.

The youth in blue robes saw this and immediately drew an exceedingly dazzling immortal sword, declaring with resonant force, "The time has come. Follow me into this final battle."

High above the heavens, the newly ascended ninth-level Hydra Dragon of the demon clan witnessed this and could not help but sneer as it spoke: "3 100 years ago, you severed 3 of my heads with the Xuantian Demon-Slaying Sword."

"Today, I have come to settle old scores with you."

As the voice faded, the 9-headed serpent dragon sneered and activated its celestial treasure, soaring into the air to strike at the youth. Seeing this, the azure-robed young man scoffed and retorted, "With your feeble skills, you think you can wash away your past humiliation?"

Clang—

As the words fell, the youth brandished the Xuantian Soul-Severing Sword, its dazzling immortal light cleaving through the air like a blade that parted chaos itself—fully manifesting the power to sever 1 world from another.

A metallic clang resounded, followed by agonized screams tearing through the void.

The 9-headed serpent dragon spat blood as it was sent flying backward, actually having another head severed by the very same sword.

The young man cleaved through his foes with a single sword, his peerless immortal blade advancing without hesitation. With an aura of all-out offense and no thought of defense—a strike that allowed no turning back—he hacked through brambles and thorns, actually forcing the 9-headed serpent to retreat step by step.

With merely 3 strikes, the young man severed 3 heads of the 9-headed serpent dragon in succession, sneering contemptuously, "Do not think your mere 9 heads can withstand me. Even if you possessed 90—nay, 9 100 heads—I would sever every last 1 of them!"

"Ah—"

The 9-Headed Hydra Dragon, severely wounded, fled in continuous disbelief and cried out in utter terror, "Everyone, save me at once!"

Seeing this, the 2 Ninth-Level Ascension Realm demon immortals immediately charged forward to join the assault against the youth.

Yet, the 3 Ninth-Level Ascendants were cautious of their reputation. Even with a 3-against-1 advantage, they faced a youth who fought with relentless offense and no regard for defense. None of them dared to commit fully to a life-or-death struggle.

For a moment, they actually couldn't subdue this youth. "Worthless!"

High above in the firmament, the Black Maleficence Demon Venerable couldn't help but let out an icy snort of fury at the sight before him.

With a cold snort, he flicked his sleeve and summoned a Tiger-Head Demon-Cleaving Blade(Magic Treasure), bringing it down in a lethal arc aimed at the youth's life.

As the demonic blade descended upon him, the young man let out a bitter laugh, his face etched with despair.

Despite his unparalleled talent, he had already reached his limit facing the siege of 3 Ninth Ascension cultivators alone.

The reason the 3 Ninth-Level Ascension cultivators couldn't subdue him was their fear of injury and unwillingness to fight him to the death. But now, as the Half-Step Earth Immortal Patriarch activated a supreme-grade immortal treasure to strike, this sword cultivator who knew only offense and no defense simply couldn't withstand it.

My life is at its end!