Chapter 1585: That Destructive Brilliance Blooms Once More

Between realms, yin-yang escape light blossomed.

Yin-yang sword light darted between realms, cutting through one Immortal Weapon Sect Dao Merging cultivator army formation after another, invincible.

There was even one occasion where they were surrounded and attacked by over twenty Dao Merging cultivators, hundreds of millions of flesh-and-blood puppets, and Heavenly Demon Dao soldiers—true quasi-Heavenly Being combat power—and these two Grand Yin Grand Yang inheritance sword cultivators had their flesh and blood devoured, leaving only two skeletons.

But even so, these two Grand Yin Grand Yang sword cultivators still fought their way out, passing through another three realms in succession, about to reach the Central Domain, belonging to the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm's Central Domain.

This battle currently unfolding can be called one of the most top-tier engagements below Heavenly Being in recent years, drawing attention from all directions.

The Grand Yin Grand Yang inheritance sword cultivators of the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm once again drew the world's attention, displaying strength far surpassing that of inheritance disciples from other Immortal Sects, letting the world see once more the foundation of an ancient Immortal Sect.

Many Immortal Sect inheritance disciples sought out the intelligence obtained and watched it one by one, yearning for it in their hearts.

……

Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm · Yin-Yang Palace.

This is the core of the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm, the place where successive generations of Sword Realm Sword Sects enter closed-door cultivation.

Qingse Jianzong, that is, Sect Master, Sect Leader.

Major and minor sect matters, if they do not involve the affairs of the Supreme Strong, are mostly decided by a single word from the Qingse Jianzong—truly a position of high authority and power, one of the most top-tier beings in the Great Thousand Worlds, second only to the Supreme Strong.

On this day, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Beast Garden, also one of the ancient Immortal Sects, was invited to visit the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm to discuss the recent war with the Immortal Weapon Sect. The Heavenly Beast Sect Master was warmly received by the two Sword Sects, and many strategically significant alliances were reached.

At this time, a piece of intelligence arrived almost simultaneously, known to both sides.

Dragon-Riding Heavenly Being, the Heavenly Beast Sect Master, was startled, then offered congratulations: "Friend Daoist's sect has produced another outstanding talent—truly the envy of this sect. Successive generations of sword cultivators can grow through war, while my Heavenly Beast Garden only knows some tasks of rearing spirit beasts. I truly yearn for it…"

His posture was very low, his words full of flattery, seemingly full of respect for the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm being on the front line resisting the new Immortal Sects.

"Friend Daoist Dragon-Rider speaks in jest."

"Where can this sect's sword cultivators compare with Friend Daoist's sect's marvelous beast-taming methods…"

Yin Qingse Jianzong showed not the slightest trace on her face, saying it lightly.

The two sides negotiated for a long time, then parted with reluctance. The two Sword Sects personally escorted Dragon-Riding Heavenly Being out of the sect for a million miles before returning to the sect.

After returning to Yin-Yang Palace, the expressions of the two quickly darkened.

"The Heavenly Beast Garden is still unwilling to send troops."

Yang Qingse Jianzong said coldly.

"Always like this. These Immortal Sects are always like this—old friends of many years, they hang themselves high when matters don't concern them."

"But there's no need to fuss over it. The Sword Realm alone can sweep through everything."

Yin Qingse Jianzong gave a light laugh.

As for the current disadvantage on the Grand Yin-Yang

Sword Realm's battlefield, she seemed not to care at all.

In fact, she truly did not care.

This was a war initiated by the Grand Yang lineage.

The Grand Yin lineage did not oppose it, but also did not support it, only acting as a deterrent to pin down some of the Immortal Weapon Sect's strong. The current war is basically supported and deterred by the Grand Yang lineage, with the Pure Yang lineage single-handedly hard-fighting the Immortal Weapon Sect's counterattack.

The Grand Yin Grand Yang rift that appeared over twenty thousand years ago has not only failed to heal after twenty thousand years, but has instead grown wider.

Of course, the expansion of this rift—its bitter fruits are paid by the subordinate forces of Grand Yin and Grand Yang, by lineages like Pure Yang and Pure Yin who fight, struggle, and die.

Grand Yin and Grand Yang themselves suffer no harm; that dog-and-bitch couple are always of one body.

And now, an unexpected factor has appeared in the war.

"These two sect's Grand Yin Grand Yang inheritance sword cultivators—do you recognize them?"

"Yang,"

Yin Qingse Jianzong said with a half-smile: "I read the battlefield intelligence. It is indeed the sect's inheritance sword arts, inheritance Gong Fa—faking it would be difficult."

"That is rather strange."

"There are Grand Yin Grand Yang inheritance sword cultivators in the Sword Realm that I don't recognize?"

"Yin, the sect's inheritance has continued for so many years, with many secretly transmitted disciples. This has long been no secret."

Yang Qingse Jianzong said calmly.

"So that's how it is."

Yin Qingse Jianzong suddenly understood.

……

"He, has finally appeared…"

Somewhere in the Grand Yin-Yang Sword Realm, the Grand Yin and Grand Yang Sword Sons sat facing each other in closed-door cultivation. At a certain moment, they simultaneously opened their eyes.

"Truly a fate full of twists. The moment he appeared, he faced the terrifying situation of being hunted by a Heavenly Being. Falling into such an environment, even we might die."

"How pitiful."

"Hopefully this Pure Yang Friend Daoist can survive…"

Grand Yang Sword Son sighed.

Truly a miracle—in such a barren environment, a true Sword Son was actually born, their own kind, though a kind that had completely strayed from the path.

"Hmph!"

"I don't hope so."

Grand Yin Sword Son curled his lips.

……

Time, going back a little further.

In the third-to-last domain.

Jiang Ding's yin-yang escape light concealed his tracks, racing across the sky. He suddenly paused, slowly came to a stop, raised his head to look at the bright, sunny sky, not a cloud for ten thousand miles, silently thinking about something.

"Eh?"

"Why did you discover us?"

In the cloudless sky, a soft sound of surprise rang out; immediately, a scholarly and elegant young woman stood with her hands clasped behind her back atop a mechanical city.

Compared to twenty thousand years ago, she had changed greatly.

The mechanical city beneath her feet, originally a construct of mechanisms, now bore much flesh and blood, meridians and bones; the aura of a human body had acquired a certain ferocity and bloodlust, as if grown through immersion in countless streams of blood and lives.

Immortal Artifact Sect, the Tianwen Legacy!

The fusion of living and dead puppets within the Immortal Artifact Sect had also affected her.

Dharma cultivators never seek sword duels or one-on-one combat.

Jiang Ding looked behind this young woman.

Dao-Integration cultivators revealed their forms one by one; each carried vast numbers of flesh-and-blood Heavenly Demon Puppet Dao Soldiers, layer upon layer, boundless and endless, numbering in the tens of billions, forming a terrifying quasi-Eighth-Rank Great Formation.

This was not the end.

Standing quietly beside the young woman were three quasi-Heavenly Dao experts, one of whom was the Shadow Puppet Divine Lord.

Merely twenty thousand years, and this former peak Dao-Integration cultivator now possessed quasi-Heavenly Dao power, having taken the first step of rule-nirvana fine-tuning.

This was all the power the Immortal Artifact Sect could mobilize nearby!

With quasi-Heavenly Dao experts personally manipulating puppet strings to deduce the plan, then deploying elite forces to set an ambush, they had indeed waited for the expected enemy to come to them, a calculation without error.

Four quasi-Heavenly Dao experts!

No, the dozens of Dao-Integration Divine Lords and the tens of billions of flesh-and-blood Heavenly Demon Puppet Dao Soldiers were not mere ornaments; aided by the Dao Soldier Great Formation, the four quasi-Heavenly Dao experts could unleash power far exceeding their original strength, possessing the might of ten quasi-Heavenly Dao cultivators, or even greater!

Such power used against a Legacy Sword Cultivator was truly too easy.

The auras of these experts merged into one, their pressure crushing the four directions, freezing space and rules; the Heavenly Dao's net of laws did not exist, all rules filled by the cultivators' personal fine-tuned rules, dominating heaven and earth in all directions.

"Two Daoist friends,"

"Surrender."

The Tianwen Legacy soon ceased to wonder how the other knew of her existence; it was merely sword-soul perception. She spoke coldly: "If you surrender, I guarantee you will live."

Before them, those two Taiyin and Taiyang Sword Cultivators wore cold expressions and did not answer.

"Stubborn."

The Tianwen Legacy shook her head and said with killing intent: "In that case, kill them—"

She issued a cold command.

Her words, just halfway out of her mouth, suddenly stuck.

An boundless chill and fear appeared in her heart.

It was as if she stood in an endless ocean, the world containing only one person, about to be swallowed by the terrifying, infinite sea, as if encountering a natural predator, causing her divine soul to stiffen.

Not only her, but the three quasi-Heavenly Dao experts and all the Immortal Artifact Sect cultivators were the same, their minds blank.

Everyone instinctively looked toward those two Taiyin and Taiyang Sword Cultivators.

Two

figures, like dreams and bubbles, shattered, revealing a youth in blue robes.

"Favor looks upon this Lord."

"No Heavenly Dao experts..."

Clang!

Amidst a terrifying low hum, the youth in blue robes drew his sword; sword intent bloomed, and endless, boundless destructive sunlight radiated across heaven and earth, shooting straight to the nine heavens, illuminating all living beings.