Chapter 399: Defeated Geshu Wenyue

Xu Linchen nodded, "Very good. The Ultimate Main Road is the true core battleground of this Star Sky Ancient Road. The opportunities, treasures, and inheritances that converge there are countless, far exceeding these side routes. The real Titans and monsters have long been stirring the clouds there."

He struggled to stand, his wounds still severe, but his gaze turned sharp and icy: "We must also hurry there. On one hand we'll relay this news to Brother Tianhuang, on the other… the Ultimate Main Road is our battlefield! The destiny there is no less!"

Shen Kuangbai also drew a breath, straightened his back, the bronze skin's divine markings flickered, and he began to painfully suppress the Jiemie blade intent: "Go! To the Ultimate Main Road! I won't believe we can't find a chance to turn things around there! Geshu Wenyue… and that Ye Wuque… today's humiliation will be repaid someday!"

The two exchanged a glance, said no more, each swallowed a precious healing holy pill, barely steadied their injuries, then became two dim streams of light, heading toward the deeper, more vast, more terrifying region of the Star Sky Ancient Road… toward the direction of the Ultimate Main Road, they sped away, soon vanishing into the boundless star sea.

At this moment, deep within the secret realm, at the battlefield's center.

Unlike the imagined intense, prolonged world‑shaking battle, the secret realm now presented an almost solid silence.

Space shattered, laws collapsed, a scene of apocalypse unfolded.

Centered on the spot where Ye Wuque and Geshu Wenyue had just clashed, an area spanning tens of millions of li displayed a bizarre state.

The Void was no longer black or Chaos, but filled with countless fine, spider‑web‑like yet abyss‑deep cracks.

These cracks were not static; they slowly flowed, vanished, rebirthed, as if the space‑time structure of this region had been completely scrambled, the underlying laws violently twisted, and had not yet fully settled.

The earth had long vanished, replaced by a bottomless, slowly expanding terrifying black hole; within the black hole, it was not pure Darkness but various chaotic energies, shattered Dao Rules, even Time‑Space Fragments colliding madly, vanishing, emitting a silent scream.

Only a few Void platforms stabilized by powerful residual forces still floated above the black hole.

In the shattered firmament, two completely different yet both terrifying to the extreme "intents" still lingered.

One was the "Jiemie blade intent" that slays all eight directions, ends everything, black as ink; wherever it passed, all things returned to void, even light and sound were devoured.

The other was the "Chaos fist intent" that embraces all, evolves all, and also destroys all; grayish, like the Chaos Qi of Open Heaven and Split Earth, flowing with yin‑yang differentiation, five‑element cycles, time‑space rotation, ultimately returning to Chaotic Void.

These two "intents" were like two dying ancient beasts, still silently colliding, entangling, grinding in the shattered Void; occasionally a few faint annihilation sparks erupted, enough to silently turn a meteor spanning billions of li into dust.

And at the very center of the battlefield, on the only still relatively intact Void platform.

The scene, however, clashed with the surrounding atmosphere of destruction.

Ye Wuque, clad in a black robe, stood proudly and quietly.

On the black robe, not a speck of dust, even a wrinkle appeared naturally pressed.

His expression was calm, eyes deep as an ancient well; his aura was restrained to the extreme, as if the terrifying battle that could shatter stars and scramble laws was merely a routine breath for him.

Only the faintly fluttering hair tips, and the absolute domain within three feet around him—completely tranquil and impenetrable even to broken laws—signaled the vast power he harbored.

Opposite him—

Geshu Wenyue knelt on one knee in the Void, propping his body with the black long sword in his hand. His current appearance could be described as tragic.

The dark black battle armor had long been shattered into threads hanging on his body, revealing beneath a bronze‑colored torso riddled with fierce wounds, deep to the bone.

No blood flowed from the wounds.

Because the blood had been evaporated by the terrifying energy that erupted when the two fought, leaving only charred marks and curled, lifeless flesh.

The most terrifying wound ran diagonally from left shoulder to right waist, almost bisecting him; its edges retained grayish Chaos Qi, constantly eroding his vitality and blade intent, preventing healing.

His face was as pale as gold paper, dark‑gold blood constantly oozed from his mouth corner, his aura was at its weakest, like a candle in wind, ready to extinguish.

The arm holding the sword trembled slightly, the webbing at the palm completely ruptured, finger bones exposed.

Only his eyes, though blood‑spotted, remained as sharp as blades, staring fixedly at the Black Robe Figure.

Victory and defeat were decided, the superiority clear.

Ye Wuque, with absolute advantage, overwhelmingly defeated Geshu Wenyue!

Silence persisted for about ten breaths.

Ye Wuque slowly spoke, breaking the hush. His voice was calm, yet carried genuine admiration and unabashed astonishment:

"Two realms achieving Extreme Realm… Dual Extremities Realm beings… further pushing the blade path into the deep domain of Jiemie returning to void…"

"Truly worthy of being the son of senior Geshu Wuyou, even surpassing the master."

Ye Wuque's gaze fell on Geshu Wenyue, as if admiring a priceless raw jade.

"Geshu Wenyue, you… are truly extraordinary. The pinnacle path of the blade… the future unparalleled blade giant will surely have a place for you."

This appraisal, extremely high!

What kind of person is Ye Wuque?

Bearing two great Saintly Method origins, achieving the rare Five‑Extremes Realm of ages, flesh, divine soul, and laws all reaching the same inconceivable pinnacle; his insight already surpasses ordinary beings.

Being praised so by him proves Geshu Wenyue's talent, strength, and potential are already at the top of the young generation across Zhutian Wanjie.

Though he lost to Ye Wuque, that does not mean he is not strong!

On the contrary, Geshu Wenyue is extremely strong!

So strong it's absurd!

If not for encountering the Five‑Extremes Realm monster Ye Wuque, looking across the entire Star Sky Ancient Road, the young beings that could stand up to him face‑to‑face are probably countable on the fingers!

His dedication, purity, and comprehension of the blade's singular path have reached a level almost Dao‑like, worthy of being the core heir of the Wushuang Sacred Realm Dao Ancestor Sect, and also worthy of the highly esteemed son of the famed Blade Ancestor Geshu Wuyou!

Kneeling on one knee, Geshu Wenyue heard Ye Wuque's appraisal, the sharp light in his eyes flickered.

He slowly lifted his head, his gaze toward Ye Wuque was extremely complex.

There was shock, confusion, sudden realization, bitterness, finally turning into deep awe and… an indescribable sigh of admiration.