Chapter 845 : A Sword Intent That Shakes the Heavens

That seemingly endless torrent of Sword Intent [the conceptualized will and power focused into a blade] erupted forth, cleaving towards the Nine Nether Abyssal Saint Venerable with an undeniable, annihilating force.

Heaven Abandoned Lin was the foremost Sword Cultivator [a cultivator whose path and power are centered on the sword] of the Purple Seal Realm. Even after breaking through to the Great Perfection of the Primordial Spirit [the spiritual core of a cultivator] realm, his offensive power remained unparalleled beneath the Demigod [a cultivator who has transcended mortality but not yet achieved full divinity] realm, nearly surpassing the limits of the Mortal Realm.

Now, with a single strike unleashing three millennia of accumulated Sword Intent, its power was sufficient to Immortal-Slaying God-Slaying [a legendary level of destructive force capable of threatening even divine beings], posing a genuine threat to a Demigod Patriarch.

Faced with such power, even the Nine Nether Abyssal Saint Venerable dared not meet it head-on. He could only desperately activate his Innate Divine Ability [a powerful, inherent supernatural talent] to barely withstand the assault.

With a furious roar, he summoned forth his Near-Immortal Treasures [artifacts of immense power, just shy of true immortality], the 'Demon-Slayer Furnace' [a legendary artifact known for its demon-purifying properties], sweeping it forward with boundless might to block the incoming strike.

"CRACK—CRACK—"

Following the deafening sound of shattering force, the Demon-Slayer Furnace was sent flying through the void, which itself trembled with violent, thunderous reverberations.

When the chaos finally subsided, the onlookers saw the Nine Nether Abyssal Saint Venerable still standing firm upon the Heavenly Vault [the celestial dome of the sky], seemingly unmoved.

Yet, upon closer inspection, one could see a web of fine, hairline cracks spreading across his formidable physique.

"The Nine Nether Abyssal Indestructibility Body [a legendary physique famed for its near-unbreakable resilience], it has been breached!" Original English translation available at https://audio-novel.com.

The moment he perceived that the Indestructibility body of the Nine Nether Abyssal Saint Venerable was now riddled with cracks, Long River Path Lord could not help but reveal a flicker of elation.

For an existence like the Nine Nether Abyssal Saint Venerable, who specialized in cultivating the physical form, having his invincible Nine Nether Abyssal Indestructibility Body shattered was akin to fine porcelain covered in fissures—this was the most grievous of wounds.

Yet that moment of joy was fleeting; the group swiftly regained their solemn composure.

The Heaven Abandoned Lin was already drenched in blood, a sight unnoticed until now. Clearly, unleashing that single sword strike, nurtured for three thousand years, had exacted a terrible and agonizing price from him.

"Sword Saint..."

Long River Path Lord's expression shifted, and he moved to offer support.

But Heaven Abandoned Lin merely shook his head, his demeanor serene as he declared, "Go and seal the Demonic Abyss Heavenly Scar. Leave this one to me."

"Brother Heaven Abandoned, take care!"

The Master of Stellar Palace seemed on the verge of speaking, hesitated for a breath, then turned without a word and charged toward the End of the Demonic Abyss.

Witnessing this, the Nine Nether Abyssal Demon Venerable erupted in fury. He once again summoned the Demon-Slayer Furnace to press down upon them. Yet, at that very moment, the Ji Clan's Immortal Refining Furnace soared into the sky, intercepting and holding back the Demon-Slayer Furnace.

Heaven Abandoned Lin pressed his attack with a relentless, no-retreat sword strike, forcing Nine Nether Abyssal Demon Venerable to remain locked in combat, unable to disengage.

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

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The World-Shaking Great War raged on. The Outer Realm Heavenly Demon held the advantage in numbers, and now several more Heavenly Demons surged forth, throwing themselves into the fray without regard for their own safety to block the two cultivators.

Among them was a formidable Heavenly Demon at the Primordial Spirit Late Stage [the advanced stage of spiritual core cultivation], the renowned Garuda the Heavenly Demon. Having attained his path for millennia, and with the aid of the other demons, he completely halted the advance of the two cultivators.

"Perish!"

Amidst the chaos of battle, the Master of Stellar Palace let out a sharp cry. In his hands, he manifested the Northern Dipper Twinkling Light God-Slaying Sword [a divine sword imbued with the power of the northern stars], its edge radiating the unstoppable divine might of Slaughter. He attacked relentlessly, forsaking all defense to cleave through the demonic horde.

This utterly reckless, life-risking assault finally forced the mass of Outer Realm Demon God to give ground, creating a fleeting opening that Long River Path Master seized upon.

"Those who stand in my way shall die!"

From within the throng, Long River Path Lord roared, his beard and hair bristling with fury. The twin Arcane Power [profound mystical energies] of Long River and Setting Sun erupted across the heavens and earth, coalescing into the unstoppable momentum of the Long River Immortal Sword.

Once more, the Setting Sun Great God Ability [a divine technique of immense destructive power] erupted with a thunderous roar, forcibly tearing open a breach. It cleaved through the blockade formed by the Outer Realm Heavenly Demon [powerful demons from beyond this world] and surged forward to the precipice of the Demonic Abyss Heavenly Scar [a colossal, demonic rift in the fabric of reality].

Before that Heavenly Scar [the immense rift], the Demon God's Hand [a manifestation of a demon god's will and power] wrestled against the very forces of heaven and earth, while simultaneously contending with the Myriad Heavens Star Formation [a grand celestial defensive array].

A power capable of annihilating heavens and extinguishing earth radiated from it, so immense it could shake the cosmos. Even a supreme powerhouse at the Primordial Spirit Late Stage [the advanced stage of spiritual core cultivation] would be reduced to ashes by a mere wisp of its aura.

"Cleave—!"

Yet, Long River Path Lord showed no hesitation, no trace of fear. His will was resolute and austere, imbued with the conviction of one marching to his doom. He unleashed his Lifebound Immortal Sword [a sword forged with and bound to its wielder's very life force] and brought it down upon the Outer Realm Demon God [a deity-level entity from beyond this realm] whose hand propped up the sky.

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A cacophony of cracking sounds erupted as the Long River Immortal Sword struck the Demon God's Hand. The legendary blade was instantly veined with fractures before shattering into countless pieces.

"Guh—!"

Long River Path Lord was sent reeling back, blood spraying from his mouth, clearly having sustained grievous, soul-shaking injuries.

Witnessing this, despair washed over the onlookers. The effect of that earth-shattering sword strike had been merely a faint tremor in the Demon God's Hand—not a single scratch marred its terrifying form.

This realization cast a suffocating pall over the hearts of all present. If they could not even wound the Outer Realm Demon God [a malevolent entity from beyond this world], how could they possibly provide the final straw that breaks the camel's back?

"Once more!"

Just as despair threatened to consume them, a furious roar erupted from Long River Path Lord. Defying all odds, he surged forward once again, his spirit blazing with the resolve to meet his end.

A radiant figure, blazing with power at the Primordial Spirit Late Stage [the advanced stage of spiritual core formation], erupted from within him. It tore through the air with earth-sundering force, a second spear of defiance hurled at the colossal Demon God [a supreme entity of demonic power] hand descending from the Nine Heavens Above [the highest celestial realm].

"The Second Primordial Spirit [a powerful technique to manifest a second spiritual avatar] of Long River Path Lord?"

Some were stunned, bewildered that Long River Path Lord would charge to his doom yet again.

Others, however, grasped the implication with dawning hope. "The power of that Demon God is immeasurable," one exclaimed. "By all reason, a mere wisp of its attention should have been enough to obliterate Brother Long River utterly."

"Yet it did not crush him. This proves its struggle with the Will of Heaven and Earth has reached its most critical juncture. The contest is so fiercely balanced, it cannot spare even the slightest effort to strike at Brother Long River."

"If Brother Long River strikes with all his might now, he may truly tip the scales in favor of the World's Will."

In the fleeting moment these thoughts flashed through their minds, the Second Primordial Spirit of Long River Path Lord arrived before the Heavenly Scar [a grievous wound torn in the fabric of the sky], a final, brilliant ember hurled against the encroaching darkness from the Heavenly Vault [the celestial dome].

They saw the Second Primordial Spirit [a cultivator's second spiritual core, capable of independent action] erupt in an instant, unleashing a force of unparalleled might. Its explosive energy swept across heaven and earth, causing the Demon God's Hand [a colossal, demonic manifestation of power] to tremble violently. The entire Demonic Abyss Heavenly Scar [a fissure in reality torn open by demonic power] shook with tremendous force.

"A prime opportunity!"

Everyone's faces lit up with immense joy. The shaking of the Demonic Abyss Heavenly Scar was proof that the Outer Realm Demon God [a supreme demonic entity from beyond this world] was being pushed back. It seemed the Heavenly Scar [a dimensional rift] might close for good.

Yet, 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, unleashing another surge of overwhelming power that actually stabilized the Heavenly Scar which was on the verge of closing.

"It's the Demon God Indestructibility Body [a legendary demonic physique said to be impervious to destruction]!"

Nine Nether Abyssal Demon Venerable [a powerful demon lord] sneered coldly, his eyes gleaming. "The body of a Demon God [a supreme demonic deity] is indestructible through ten thousand tribulations. At its full power, it can tear open the Great Thousand World [the vast cosmos of myriad realms] itself."

"For you to think you can oppose His Majesty the Demon God is nothing but an ant trying to shake the heavens—utterly overestimating your own strength!"

"An ant, in its entire lifetime, can scarcely glimpse the profound mysteries of heaven and earth." At this moment, Long River Path Lord [a venerable cultivator] spoke with serene calm. "Compared to the Nine Heavens Celestial Immortals and Demons [the supreme beings of the highest heavens], this old man may indeed be but an ant. Yet, within this heart, there still resides a measure of conviction."

"We cultivators, if we fail to ascend to immortality, must all face death in the end. The difference lies only in this: some die a death lighter than a goose feather, while others die a death of valor, a death weightier than heaven and earth itself."

"Now that this old man has no hope left on the immortal path, I shall pour forth my final strength to fight for five thousand years of peace for the Purple Seal Realm [a specific cultivation world or domain]!"

"Even if my soul scatters and my spirit disperses, I shall have no regrets in this life. I will not have shamed my journey through this Mortal Dust [the mortal world, the realm of ordinary human existence]."

Long River Path Master spoke with profound calm and acceptance, elucidating the principles of life and death. Then, with a resolve to meet his end, he soared into the heavens.

He ascended, wrapped within the Long River Setting Sun Painting [a powerful enchanted scroll depicting a river at sunset]. The Primordial Solar Origin Energy [the pure, foundational energy of the primordial sun] within him erupted to its absolute limit. He even consumed the last drop of his Primordial Solar True Blood [the vital lifeblood essence imbued with solar power], determined to unleash that final, all-or-nothing strike. Discover more cultivation stories at AUDIO-NOVEL.COM.