Chapter 845 Ants and the Cosmos

That nearly boundless sword intent surged forth, cleaving toward the 9 Serenities Sovereign with irrefutable force.

Lin Tianqi was the foremost sword cultivator in the Violet Realm. After breaking through to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, his offensive prowess remained unparalleled beneath the semi-immortal realm, nearly transcending the limits of the mortal world.

Now, with a single strike of the sword intent accumulated over 3 1000 years, its power was sufficient to slay immortals and kill gods, posing a threat even to a Demigod Ancestor (Cultivation Realm).

Faced with this overwhelming force, even the 9 Nether Saint Sovereign dared not confront it head-on, and could only barely withstand it by activating his innate divine ability.

With a furious roar, he summoned the near-immortal treasure, the Demon-Subduing Furnace, sweeping it forth with boundless power to meet the assault.

"Crack—"

With a resounding crack, the Demon-Subduing Furnace was sent flying through the air, while the void itself erupted in an earth-shattering roar.

When all had quieted down, the crowd realized that the 9 Nether Saint was still standing firm and unmoving in the heavens.

Yet upon closer inspection, 1 could still discern countless fine fissures spreading across his physical form.

The Eternal 9 Nether Body has been shattered!

Noticing the cracks covering 9 Serenities Sovereign’s Indestructible Body in an instant, Riverlord Chang (Person Name) revealed a flicker of delight.

对于九幽圣尊这等专修肉身的存在来说，一身无敌的九幽不灭体被破，就如同瓷器之上布满了裂痕，这已经是最为严重的伤势了。

But their joy lasted only a moment before solemnity returned to their expressions.

Lin Tianqi was drenched in blood, though none could tell when it had begun. It was clear that unleashing this sword strike, nurtured over 3 1000 years, had exacted a devastating toll upon him.

Sword Saint...

Riverlord Chang (Person Name) slightly changed expression and prepared to lend support.

Yet Lin Tianqi shook his head calmly, his expression serene as he declared, "Go and seal the Demonic Abyss Heaven Scar. Leave this 1 to me."

"Brother Tian Qi, take care!"

The Lord of the Star Palace hesitated as if to speak, but in the next instant, he charged toward the end of the Demonic Abyss without looking back.

The 9 Serenities Demon Lord flew into a rage at the sight. He immediately channeled his power into the Demon Subduing Furnace, attempting to suppress his opponent once more. However, the Ji Clan’s Immortal Refining Furnace soared into the air, intercepting the Demon Subduing Furnace.

Lin Tianqi pressed his assault with the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, its edge sweeping forth with no thought of retreat, forcing the 9 Nether Demon Sovereign into a position where evasion was impossible.

With no other choice, his expression shifted dramatically, his pupils blazing with fury as he commanded, "Stop them!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

An epic battle raged on, with the Outer Fiends holding the advantage in numbers. Now, several more fiends descended upon them, desperately blocking the duo at any cost.

Among them was a powerful heavenly demon at the Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm)—the renowned Garuda Heavenly Demon, who had attained enlightenment for several millennia. With the assistance of numerous other heavenly demons, he left the 2 utterly cornered and unable to gain any ground.

"Perish!"

Amidst the great battle, the Lord of the Star Palace let out a sharp cry, manifesting the Dipper's Radiance Severing Divinity Sword in hand. With unparalleled divine might of slaughter, it cleaved toward the demon horde in an all-out offensive, forsaking all defense.

Such a desperate and reckless technique ultimately forced the numerous Outer Realm Demonic Gods into retreat, allowing River-Long Daoist to seize a fleeting opportunity in the battle.

"Those who stand in my way shall perish!"

In the midst of the crowd, Riverlord Chang (Person Name) roared with fury, his beard and hair bristling. The 2 arcane forces of the Eternal River and the Setting Sun surged across heaven and earth, manifesting the unstoppable momentum of the Riverlong Immortal Sword.

Another Sunset Great Divine Ability erupted violently, tearing open a gap through the defenses of the Outer Realm Demons. He broke through their obstruction and charged right up to the edge of the Heavenly Scar of the Demonic Abyss.

Before the Heavenly Scar, the hand of the Demon God wrestled with the power of heaven and earth while simultaneously resisting the Myriad Stars Grand Array.

A force capable of obliterating heavens and earth, so immense it could shake the firmaments. Even a supreme expert at the Primordial Spirit, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) would be reduced to ashes of calamity by but a wisp of its aura.

"Slay—"

Yet Riverlord Chang (Person Name) did not hesitate, nor did he fear. With unwavering resolve and a heart steeled for death, he summoned his Lifebound Immortal Sword and swung it toward the extraterrestrial demon god that propped up the very heavens.

Yet how arduous it is for an ant to shake the heavens?

But with a series of cracking sounds, the Long River Immortal Sword struck the Demon God’s Hand and was instantly covered in fissures, shattering into pieces moments later.

"Pfft—"

Riverlord Chang (Person Name) spat blood violently, clearly having sustained grave injuries.

Witnessing this, everyone could not help but show expressions of despair. The effect of that sword strike just now had only caused the Demon God’s Hand to tremble slightly, without inflicting the slightest damage upon it.

This left everyone present utterly suffocated. If they couldn't even wound the Outer Realm Demon God, how could they possibly deliver the final blow that breaks the camel's back?

"Again!"

Just as the crowd was overcome with utter disappointment, Riverlord Chang (Person Name) roared furiously and actually struck again with a death-defying resolve.

A dazzling figure shot forth from within him, its cultivation having reached the Primordial Spirit, Late Stage. With power enough to rend heaven and earth, it surged forth once more, charging toward the demonic god’s colossal hand in the 9 Heavens Above.

The second primordial spirit of Riverlord Chang (Person Name)?

Some were astounded, bewildered that Riverlord Chang (Person Name) still intended to charge toward certain death.

Others quickly caught on, exclaiming in delight, "The power of that Eldritch God is immense! By all reasoning, anyone daring to strike at Him would be obliterated by even the faintest wisp of His magic—enough to annihilate Riverstead Town entirely."

"Yet He did not slay Riverlord Chang, proving His confrontation with the will of heaven and earth had reached its most critical juncture. The situation had grown so intensely deadlocked that He lacked even the strength to strike against Brother Changhe."

"With Brother Changhe going all out now, he might truly help the Will of Heaven and Earth prevail."

In the very instant that myriad thoughts flashed through the minds of the crowd, the second primordial spirit of Riverlord Chang (Person Name) arrived before the heavenly rift above the firmament.

But then, the Second Spirit Avatar instantly erupted, bursting forth with unparalleled power. The vast, overwhelming energy swept across heaven and earth, actually causing the Demon God’s Hand to tremble violently. The entire Abyssal Scar of the Demon Abyss shook with tremendous force.

"What a perfect opportunity!"

Everyone’s faces lit up with overwhelming joy. The Demon Abyss Rift began to tremble, a clear sign that the Outer Realm Demon God was losing ground. It seemed the rift might very well close for good.

But at that very moment, the Outer Realm Demon God let out a furious roar. A layer of black light erupted from the Demon God's Hand, and an overwhelmingly immense force burst forth once more, actually stabilizing the nearly-closed Heavenly Rift.

"It's the Indestructible Body of the Demon God!"

The 9 Netherfiend Sovereign's eyes gleamed as he sneered coldly, "The Fiendgod's physique remains indestructible through 10 1000 calamities. At its full eruption, it can tear apart the Great Chiliocosm."

"You seek to oppose His Majesty the Demon God? It is no different from an ant trying to shake the heavens—a laughable overestimation of your own strength!"

"Ants live their entire lives without ever glimpsing the profound mysteries of heaven and earth." Just then, Riverlord Chang (Person Name) spoke calmly, "Compared to the celestials and demons of the 9 Heavens, this old man may be but an ant, yet I still hold some conviction in my heart."

"We cultivators, if we fail to ascend, shall ultimately meet our end. Yet some depart lighter than a swan's feather, while others fall with valor, their passing weightier than heaven and earth."

"Since this old man has no hope of the immortal path, I shall pour my remaining strength into securing 5 1000 years of peace for the Violet Realm!"

"Even if my soul were to scatter and my spirit disperse, I would have no regrets in this life—proud to have journeyed through this mortal dust."

The Riverlong Taoist spoke with serene composure, elucidating the principles of life and death, before soaring skyward with unwavering resolve to face his demise.

He soared through the skies wrapped in the Scroll of the Setting Sun Over the Long River, pushing the Primordial Qi of Pure Yang within him to its absolute limit. Even his True Blood of Pure Yang was completely exhausted, all for the sake of unleashing that final, desperate strike.

Chapter 1: The Reborn Prodigy The biting cold pierced deep into the bones. Chu Yunting's consciousness gradually surfaced from the abyss of darkness. The first thing she felt was this soul-deep chill, followed by waves of excruciating pain assaulting her entire being. She struggled to open her eyes, only to find herself lying in a simple yet clean room. The furnishings were sparse, with only a wooden bed and a dilapidated table. Cold wind whistled in through the broken window, carrying snowflakes that scattered across the floor. "This is... where am I?" Memories flooded her mind like a tidal wave. She was originally the esteemed Eldrin (Person Name) of the cultivation world, having reached the Great Perfection stage of the Mahayana realm, just half a step away from ascension. Yet, during her final heavenly tribulation, she was ambushed by her trusted junior sister and the so-called righteous path alliance, ultimately perishing beneath the terrifying 90-ninth heavenly tribulation. Unexpectedly, her soul did not dissipate but instead transmigrated into this body sharing her name. The original owner was an outer sect disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, sharing the same name—Chu Yunting. Because she possessed a rare mutated ice spiritual root, she was envied by others and had her spiritual root crippled. Unable to bear the humiliation, she ended her own life. "Foolish." Chu Yunting shook her head, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. "Since I have taken over your body, I will naturally seek justice for you." She attempted to sit up and assess the condition of this body, but a sharp pain shot through her dantian, causing her to break out in a cold sweat. The spiritual root was completely destroyed, and even the meridians were severely damaged. This body was practically on the verge of becoming useless. Just as Chu Yunting was frowning, a strange sensation suddenly emerged from the depths of her consciousness. "This is... the Cosmic Mirror (Supreme Treasure)?" In her previous life, she had obtained this ancient treasure by chance, but no matter how she refined it, it showed no response. She never expected it would follow her soul to this world. A trace of surprise flashed in Chu Yunting's eyes. The Cosmic Mirror was rumored to be capable of reversing time and space and reconstructing the universe. Perhaps it could restore her spiritual root. She closed her eyes and focused her consciousness, attempting to communicate with the Cosmic Mirror. Sure enough, she felt a faint response. At that moment, hurried footsteps came from outside the door. "Yunting, Yunting! Are you okay?" A girl of 15 or 16 years old pushed the door open and entered. Seeing Chu Yunting sitting on the bed, her face lit up with joy, but then it quickly turned to concern. "You're finally awake! I heard that Lin Feiyu’s people came to cause trouble for you again. Are you hurt?" Chu Yunting searched her memories and recalled that this girl was called Xia Huanhuan (Person Name), 1 of the few people in the outer sect who was kind to the original owner. "I'm fine," Chu Yunting said softly. Xia Huanhuan’s eyes reddened. "They’re going too far. Just because Lin Feiyu (Person Name) has the support of Elder Zhang, she actually destroyed your spiritual root... This is clearly a death sentence for you!" Chu Yunting’s heart stirred. "Do you know who did it?" "It was Zhao Kun (Person Name), that lackey of Lin Feiyu’s!" Xia Huanhuan said angrily. "He even said that if you don’t leave the sect within 3 days, he’ll make you... make you..." Before she could finish, a cold snort came from outside the door. "Make her disappear completely!" Several figures swaggered in. The leader, a young man with a sinister expression, was none other than Zhao Kun. Xia Huanhuan immediately stepped in front of Chu Yunting. "Zhao Kun, what do you want? This is the sect, you can’t act recklessly!" Zhao Kun laughed contemptuously. "Act recklessly? I’m just carrying out Senior Sister Lin’s orders." He cast a disdainful glance at Chu Yunting on the bed. "A good-for-nothing who’s had her spiritual root destroyed still dares to stay in the Azure Cloud Sect? I’ll give you 1 last chance: pack your things and get out of here immediately, or don’t blame me for being ruthless." Chu Yunting remained calm, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. "Oh? I’d like to see how you plan to be ruthless." Zhao Kun was momentarily stunned, never expecting that Chu Yunting, who had always been timid and fearful, would dare to talk back to him. "Seeking death!" Enraged, he threw a palm strike. Although Zhao Kun was only at the third level of Qi Refining, his attack was more than enough to severely injure or even kill someone whose spiritual root had been destroyed. Xia Huanhuan’s face turned pale with fright. "Yunting, watch out!" But Chu Yunting remained unmoved. Just as Zhao Kun’s palm was about to land, she made a subtle hand gesture. A strange scene unfolded: Zhao Kun suddenly froze in place as if struck by lightning, his entire body rigid, his face contorted in terror. "You... what did you do to me?" Chu Yunting slowly rose from the bed. Though her clothes were simple, an undeniable aura of authority emanated from her. "Go back and tell Lin Feiyu," she said calmly, her voice cold and piercing. "I will reclaim everything that belongs to me." With a wave of her hand, Zhao Kun was sent flying out of the room as if propelled by an invisible force, landing heavily in the snow outside. The other followers were so terrified their faces turned ashen, and they scrambled away in panic. Xia Huanhuan stared wide-eyed, utterly shocked. "Yunting, you... how did you..." Chu Yunting turned to her, her expression softening slightly. "Huanhuan, thank you for your concern. But from now on, you don’t need to worry about me anymore." She knew that from this moment on, her path of cultivation in this life was destined to be anything but peaceful. But so what? In her previous life, she could reach the pinnacle of the cultivation world; in this life, she would undoubtedly soar even higher. Those who owed her debts—she would collect them 1 by 1.