Chapter 413: Chapter 413
The dark sky was suddenly split by a brilliant red light. Faintly visible within the dazzling brightness was a towering illusion of a kylin, reaching a height of a thousand zhang and exuding an aura of extraordinary strength.
Standing straight and tall on the back of the illusory kylin was the Kylin Ancestor, dressed in a brand-new, magnificent robe, a crimson sword held in his right hand.
A vigorous fighting spirit and an indomitable will erupted from him.
Despite the passage of several eras, his aging body could not obscure the heroic aspiration in his heart to rival the heavens.
"After this battle, the Kylin Holy Land will be on the path to destruction!"
A touch of astonishment flashed across the eyes of the Venerable Star of Kaiyang. He hadn’t expected that Ancestor Wanlin could still maintain such intense fighting spirit even when their sect was on the brink of ruin.
However, what good is mere fighting spirit?
"Under the tide of the ages, there is both birth and destruction. Today it may be the Kylin Holy Land, but perhaps tomorrow, it will be the Beidou Palace!" Ancestor Wanlin smiled resignedly, looking quite carefree.
A closer look would reveal an infinite unwillingness lingering in the depths of his eyes. He had dedicated his life to strengthening the Kylin Holy Land, yet now he was about to witness its decline first-hand.
The hatred, the sorrow, the despair in his heart... Who could possibly know? Only he himself understood the bitterness of it.
"Haha! The future of Beidou Palace is not for a dying man like you to speculate upon!" The Venerable Star of Kaiyang’s face grew colder. The starlight above his head flickered, and the Big Dipper emerged, forming a war sword, its blade so sharp it seemed capable of sundering heaven and earth.
Beyond the confines of the sky, in the vast and unbounded starry expanse, seven stars blazed with brilliant light.
With these stars as a conduit, the power of the seven stars aided the battle!
"Die!" the Venerable Star of Kaiyang roared, his face consumed by murderous intent. He thrust the war sword in his hands, creating a radiant river of starlight. The clang of the sword filled the air, and an unrivaled Sword Intent permeated everything.
Seven Stars Sword Array!
One of the Beidou Palace’s strongest techniques, it could summon the power of the stars. Each move, each stance, was imbued with stellar energy, and its might multiplied when unleashed at night.
Ancestor Wanlin’s face sank, veins bulging on his forehead, making him look slightly ferocious. Crimson Sword Qi saturated the Void, dyeing it a bloody red.
The sound of a Kylin’s roar thundered across the sky. With a thrust of his sword, an ancient Kylin materialized, its eyes blood-red, radiating an unparalleled, fierce light.
The two streams of Sword Qi split the Changkong in two and, under the watchful eyes of countless onlookers, collided ferociously.
Following the earth-shattering explosion, it was as if a miniature sun had materialized between heaven and earth. Its crimson glow was dazzling, casting mesmerizing starlight, while endless shockwaves rippled outward in all directions, causing the Void to shatter completely.
The territory of Sword Pavilion Pass trembled; numerous mountains collapsed, sand and rocks flew through the air, and trees turned to ash.
If the two warriors had been battling on the ground, the aftershock of this single strike would have been enough to destroy everything within a radius of ten thousand li. All things would have ceased to exist!
Ancestor Wanlin staggered, sent flying tens of thousands of zhang backward before smashing into the Formation barrier. He couldn’t help but spew out a mouthful of blood, staining his white beard crimson. A particularly grievous sword wound gaped on his body, flesh and blood churning within it.
He stared at the Venerable Star of Kaiyang in the distance, his face icy cold, murderous intent surging in his eyes. The Spiritual Energy within his body churned, preparing for the next onslaught.
Tens of thousands of zhang away, the Venerable Star of Kaiyang wiped blood from the corner of his mouth. Among his peers, very few could injure him at night. Ancestor Wanlin had managed to wound him; he was indeed an opponent to be taken seriously.
As his words fell, his body was enveloped in starlight.
The dim crescent moon receded as a streak of starlight descended from the Nine Heavens, merging into his battle sword and imbuing it with a touch of divine power.
"Come again!" the Venerable Star of Kaiyang shouted, his black hair flying wildly, his momentum formidable.
The Sword Intent surged to the heavens, the Seven Stars illuminating the world!
With this sword strike, he exerted all his strength, condensing his murderous intent and harnessing the full power of all seven stars.
Like a streak of light illuminating all creation, it moved at an ultimate speed. In a flash, it appeared before Ancestor Wanlin, a torrent of Evil Qi cascading from it.
"Fight!" Ancestor Wanlin took a deep breath, his expression extraordinarily resolute. He poured all his Spiritual Energy into his war sword, forging an invincible blade capable of piercing through anything.
A sword light streaked across the sky, like a Kylin descending upon the world, pouncing down as it roared through the ages.
Two swords clashed for supremacy!
In the rippling aftermath and the shattered Void, their faces were contorted as they glared fiercely at each other, gritting their teeth. They persevered with only one objective: to kill their opponent.
"Seven Stars enter the body! Die!" The Venerable Star of Kaiyang laughed viciously. As he guffawed, seven star apparitions shot down from beyond the highest heavens and merged into him, drastically enhancing his power.
Another surge of Sword Qi erupted.
A severed head soared into the sky, then fell, tumbling through the Void, its expression frozen in the moment before death, still retaining a ferocious, baleful aura.
Ancestor Wanlin’s bisected corpse sprayed golden blood as it plummeted to the ground.
With a tap of his toe, the Venerable Star of Kaiyang snatched Ancestor Wanlin’s corpse and held it high above his head. He roared at the soldiers of Sword Pavilion Pass, "Your ancestor is dead! Surrender at once!"
Atop the city walls, the tens of millions of Kylin Holy Land soldiers turned ghastly pale, overcome with despair.
With their strongest ancestor dead, what was the point of continuing the fight?
"It’s over... everything is over!" Lin WuFeng stumbled, almost collapsing to the ground, his face ashen, appearing incredibly aged in an instant.
"Power of the Totem, activate!" the Water Bear Emperor roared as he stepped out boldly. A totem domain appeared around him, azure rays flickering, summoning an apparition of a Water Bear Ancestor. Clenching its fist, the apparition pounded heavily on the city wall.
Smoke and dust filled the air as the city wall shook violently and a large section of it collapsed.
As the dust cleared, a gigantic hole, about a hundred zhang wide, had been punched through the city wall. It looked like a passage to another realm, connecting two different worlds.
The city wall was breached, the Formation shattered!
The six golden dragons, locked in battle with Ancestor Rong, let out mournful howls. Their massive bodies began to shrink, dissolving into countless golden light points that scattered between heaven and earth.
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These six golden dragons were formed from nature’s Spiritual Energy; upon their demise, they returned that energy to the world.
Approximately an hour later, the six golden dragons had completely vanished, signaling the final collapse of Sword Pavilion Pass’s Formation.
"Boys, enjoy yourselves!" The Water Bear Emperor’s eyes gleamed with bloodlust. His body began to swell as he flew into Sword Pavilion Pass, his mouth gaping wide to devour thousands of soldiers from the Kylin Holy Land.
A guttural ROAR echoed.
"Delicious blood food!" exclaimed the soldiers from the various legions of the Thousand Demons Saint’s Court, as they all charged into Sword Pavilion Pass, hunting the Kylin Holy Land soldiers and devouring them hungrily.
"AAH!" An injured human soldier lay on the ground, screaming horribly.
Several demonic beasts of different species pounced on him, tearing open his belly and devouring his fresh internal organs. Blood splattered everywhere as they ate, their faces showing expressions of grotesque satisfaction.
In the end, the soldier’s eyes glazed over with pain and despair as he died.
The scene became extremely bloody in an instant.
The soldiers from the Qionghua and Purple Sky Holy Lands, witnessing their human compatriots being slaughtered, showed expressions of unbearable pity. They closed their eyes, unable to watch the brutal scenery any longer.