Chapter 1510: The New Ancestor of the Dark-Bright Sword Cave Heaven

That was far too distant a matter for the several hundred million cultivators of the Dark-Bright Sword Cave Heaven to know.

They only saw that, following the ancient sword laws, the sacred sword duel had already yielded a result — a new generation of Sword Lord had appeared, a new sect ancestor had been born.

The ruler of the Dark-Bright Sword Cave Heaven — the Great Sun Sword Lord!

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

"Your disciples await, respectfully welcoming the Ancestor back to the sect…"

"May the Ancestor one day attain immortality and the Dao, prolonging life for hundreds of millions of years…"

Row upon row of sword cultivators of the Dark-Bright Sword Cave Heaven slowly knelt to the ground, kowtowing to the new sect's Sword Lord.

This was the heritage and foundation of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

Every sword cultivator had, from childhood, been subjected to strict sect precepts, each holding their own understanding of the sect's glory, and none of them regarded either party to the sacred sword duel as an invading outsider.

"Kill this villain!"

"Our master raised you for several thousand years — to die a righteous death is today!"

"Kill him! Kill him…"

At the same time, some cultivators, their eyes blood-red, charged forward heedlessly, slaying toward that terrifying figure in the sky who blazed like a blazing sun.

Like moths to a flame, seeking their own death.

Cultivators are people.

And people have feelings. To them, the Dark Sword Lord and the Light Sword Lord were masters, were kin, were fathers and mothers — the pillars of their lives.

Witnessing the two deaths now, many went mad.

"Greetings, Sword Lord."

The Dark Sword Son and the Light Sword Son clenched their fists tightly, then silently knelt, performing the ritual of juniors.

Clang!

In the sky, a sword light flashed and vanished, falling upon four cultivators.

They were the Dark Sword Son and the Light Sword Son, along with a male Nascent Soul cultivator and a female Jin Dan cultivator.

The latter two bore features somewhat similar to the Dark Sword Lord and the Light Sword Lord; their eyes brimmed with hatred and venom, and they roared and howled as they burned their essence blood and divine souls, charging to kill toward the sky.

In the Cultivation World, the strong rarely had offspring, and even when they did, their descendants would die of old age early on.

Yet there was one exception.

Dao companions — especially Dao companions with deep affection between them — had numbers and probabilities of offspring far exceeding those of cultivators of the same realm.

Jiang Ding spread1 spread his hands.

The four cultivators of differing cultivation were each wrapped in a sword light, falling into his palm, shrinking to the size of sesame seeds, vanishing in an instant, sealed into the deepest layer of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"If you die, this sovereign will surely repay it with ten times the blood of cultivators…"

Jiang Ding cast one last deep look at the several hundred million cultivators of the Dark-Bright Sword Cave Heaven, then transformed into a radiant, resplendent meteor and shot off into the starry sky of the universe.

The Great Sun's radiance blazed with boundless splendor, unleashing its full brilliance as it fled madly outward!

In that instant, his speed had already surpassed that of a peak Dao Merging cultivator, reaching an entirely new realm.

The Solar Rule Heavenly Dao net burned completely; sword techniques approaching the Heavenly Sword realm were unleashed upon himself, like a cosmic sword of the sun, rampaging forward in a violent charge.

Speed!

Everything at this moment became speed!

The sole path to survival was to escape, before that terrifying Heavenly Dao sealing cage closed completely — to break free of the divine sense-locking range of the great powers of the Badaxian Sect.

Closer, closer…

The radiant sun crossed hundreds of thousands of kilometers in an instant, already arriving just before the Heavenly Dao sealing cage closed, about to break free completely.

The great powers of the Badaxian Sect had ultimately come from afar; their speed was already fast enough, but the battles between sword cultivators spanned countless moves in an instant, leaving them far too little time.

"So it is indeed so."

Tianji Shenjun said coldly.

"Burn."

"Burn my divine soul, burn my essence blood…"

The great powers of the Badaxian Sect exchanged glances.

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest deliberation, they simply and plainly unleashed self-destructive forbidden arts of Elder Bo Ming, causing their speed to surge violently.

Their already terrifying auras instantly multiplied several times over!

The entire stretch of starry sky suddenly became incomparably heavy, incomparably congealed; the operation of light and rules was violently affected, becoming obscure and sluggish, and every cultivator's divine soul went blank, losing the ability to function.

Faintly, all could see only eight terrifying demonic gods filling the space between heaven and earth, each with blood-red eyes, killing intent towering, their gazes brimming with reckless madness.

"Kill!"

The great powers of the Badaxian Sect roared fiercely.

The rolling sounds of immortal Dao thundered and spread in all directions, sweeping through everything around like a cosmic torrent storm, even causing that resplendent sun to show a trace of sluggishness.

"Oh?"

The blue-clothed youth within the sun felt a sudden jolt in his heart.

Killing intent, cold as a prison, descended abruptly.

At this moment, the starry sky of the universe displayed all manner of terrifying wonders.

A towering great tree burst from the earth, tearing apart the star-river land, propping open the endless net of life Heavenly Dao rules, taking root in every rule, drawing and controlling even the faintest trace of spiritual energy and rules between heaven and earth, mastering all things of heaven and earth, the universe, and time itself like a world;

There was also the spectacle of ten thousand beasts in galloping frenzy, primordial savage giant beasts roaring, the innate strange beasts from the time of creation's opening continually emerging, absorbing the primordial qi of heaven and earth, their might awe-inspiring;

There was also the spectacle of the Five Elements' cycle of birth and destruction — the chaos-to-Five Elements transformation that had existed since the universe's birth;

Fate and cause-and-effect, omnipresent, had existed since the universe's birth…

All manner of terrifying

merged with the scene of Dao Union, eight great powers burned the life essence and divine souls of the life-bound treasures they had refined all their lives, erupting with an unprecedented terrifying power.

Everything, all of it, fused into an indescribable Chaos Arm, forged from the myriad rules of Heaven and Earth, wreathed in boundless Xuanhuang and Hongmeng qi.

This Chaos Arm easily seized the entire web of Heaven's Dao rules, drew them into its palm, and struck toward that sun.

At this moment, the cosmos dimmed.

Jiang Ding unleashed all his power, fleeing madly.

But he found himself plunged into absolute darkness; everything around him was shrouded in black, with no Heaven and Earth rules, no spiritual qi, no light of sun, moon, or stars.

He had arrived at the Chaos of the universe's first opening; all living beings had nothing to rely on, and could only await the descent of death.

The sect's old ancestor was facing a life-and-death crisis!

Clang!

In that instant, the Youming Sword Grotto-Heaven's Taiyou Light Sword Array self-destructed in a suicidal eruption; at the cost of the array and the mountain gate's complete collapse, it delivered its final sword.

This was a sword qi of alternating black and white yin and yang.

Behind this sword qi, the entire Youming Sword Grotto-Heaven array turned to ash, crumbled and fell, reduced to utter annihilation.

Crack!

Yet this utterly sublimated sword, slashing against the Chaos Arm, only produced a crisp sound; the black-and-white yin-yang alternating sword qi shattered and disintegrated, leaving only a faint, breath-thin wound on the Chaos Arm—unable to change anything, not even enough to make it pause for an instant.

Quasi-Heavenly Being level!

This was already a strike at the Quasi-Heavenly Being level!

When the great powers of the Badaxian Sect were already fighting for their lives, besides a Quasi-Heavenly Being, who could stop it?