Chapter 506: Ice Sword Immortal Sovereign!

"How dare… be so reckless! So thoroughly betray the heavens, side with Darkness! Must be killed! Must annihilate the clan!"

Seven Yu Elder, for the first time, infused his words with such profound and intense murderous intent and hatred!

He seemed to see countless fellow heroic souls who died in vain on the No Return Path because of the Thunder Clan's betrayal, his anger blazing.

"Damned dog! Eating from within and outside, betraying Nine Heavens Ten Lands! Truly unworthy of life! Destined to never die nor rest!"

Great Universe Elder's anger surged to the point his hair flew, his crimson beard and hair moving without wind, like blazing flames, the terrifying aura around him leaking uncontrollably, showing his utmost inner fury.

But Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, standing aside, after the initial shock and anger, felt a surge of new and old grudges intertwined, a complex emotion.

In Feng Caichen's eyes, clear as swords, a layer of deep‑seated pain and hatred now settled.

He seemed to see again the soaring flames and blood light of the Wind Clan's Ancestral Land, hearing the desperate wails of his kin.

His voice was low, carrying a barely perceptible tremor:

"I'm afraid… this Thunder Clan's betrayal has long been more than a day or two."

"Back then, my Wind Clan was brutally wiped out, the whole clan eradicated, not a chicken or dog left…"

"Now that I think of it, there may indeed be an ominous shadow, perhaps it was a massacre carefully orchestrated by the Thunder Clan to offer a token to a new master or execute some scheme!"

"And that encounter with Lei Yuhuang, his final bizarre and powerful state…"

Ye Wuque took the lead, his tone as cold as ancient black ice, adding:

"Moreover, these several times, the Thunder Clan's assaults on me and Lao Feng have been almost costless, relentless, mad slaughters…"

"Their actions are so ruthless and decisive, far beyond ordinary grudges. Now it seems they no longer see themselves as members of Nine Heavens Ten Lands, but regard themselves as ominous vanguards!"

A cold curve lifted his mouth: "Heh, such a clan, such traitors… if not eradicated, it would be intolerable to heaven! Allowing them to exist would desecrate countless fallen heroic souls and be irresponsible toward future beings who might be harmed by them!"

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen's words, like oil on fire, made the killing intent already roiling in the Universe Lord, Great Universe Elder, Seven Yu Elder and others boil even more fiercely and sharply!

Especially Great Universe Elder, whose temperament is already fiery and hating evil like a grudge, upon hearing the Thunder Clan's crimes now was so enraged he seemed about to leap like thunder, wishing to instantly fly with wings to Yong Heng Tian and slaughter the Thunder Clan clean!

He stepped forward, his fiery red battle robe rustling, and shouted urgently: "Lord! Since that's the case, what are we waiting for?! No time to lose! We will now storm Yong Heng Tian and crush those ungrateful, swine‑like beasts, shredding their bodies into countless pieces, leaving none! So that the night does not grow long and they do not cause any more mischief!"

Behind the Universe Lord's vague visage, a faint cold snort seemed to arise; he glanced at the impatient Great Universe Elder, his voice still steady yet bearing undeniable authority: "Calm yourself. The Thunder Clan is a pinnacle great clan, its foundation remains, not ordinary. Even if we were to eradicate them, it requires thunderous might, a single decisive strike, leaving no chance for retaliation or message transmission. This matter is not solely the concern of the Great Thousand Divine Universe alone, nor merely revenge for the Two Holy Sons."

His gaze turned to the distant Void, as if awaiting something, and he said lightly: "There are also several fellow Daoists who will act together."

The words barely fell—

Buzz!

The distant Void within the Universe Lord's sight suddenly rippled into two distinct circles, each containing sword‑qi ripples that could cleave heaven and split earth, bearing supreme sharpness!

The left ripple was an ancient, heavy, deep‑black hue, the sword‑qi dense as a mountain, yet also bearing a sharpness that could break all obstacles and strike straight to the source.

The right ripple was a clear, cold, translucent ice‑blue, the sword‑qi as chilling as eternal ice, seeming able to freeze time and space, ice‑seal souls, pure to the extreme and sharp to the extreme.

Swish! Swish!

Two figures, almost simultaneously, stepped out from those sword‑qi ripples!

All who arrived were Sword Cultivators, sword intent swirling around them; though they did not deliberately activate it, they already caused the lingering heat of the starry sky and the thunder aura to subside, as if cut and purified by invisible sword edges.

On the left stood a black‑robed elder with a ruddy complexion and vigorous spirit.

His robe was simple and unadorned, yet standing there he resembled an ancient divine sword, its blade hidden in a sheath yet ready to draw and cleave the Star River.

His aura was as deep as the sea, evidently also a peerless Sword Cultivator at the pinnacle of Dao Ancestor Realm!

Feng Caichen, upon seeing this person, instantly burst with delight; he hurried forward, bowed deeply to the black‑robed elder with a grand salute, his voice trembling with excitement:

"Disciple Feng Caichen… pays respects, Master!"

This man was one of the contemporary titans of the Ancient Sword Tomb, Feng Caichen's mentor… Heavenly Sword Master!

Heavenly Sword Master, seeing his beloved disciple safe, a gentle smile appeared on his stern face, and he nodded slightly: "Rise. As long as nothing is wrong, that's good."

The figure on the right caused both Feng Caichen and his master Heavenly Sword Master to flash a deeper surprise and respect in their eyes.

It was a being clad in an ice‑blue long robe, the garment pure and untouched by dust, its texture like ice silk and cloud mist.

He stood tall, his aura cool and unworldly, drifting beyond the mortal dust, as if he did not partake in worldly affairs.

His face was handsome, almost perfect, yet shrouded by an ancient unmelting frost; his eyes opened and closed, seeming to swirl with sword intent that could freeze ten thousand realms.

Feng Caichen dared not delay, stepped forward again with an even more solemn posture than before, bowed deeply, his voice filled with sincere awe: "Junior Feng Caichen… pays respects, Ice Sword Immortal Sovereign!"

Ice Sword Immortal Sovereign!

One of the oldest, most mysterious supreme beings of the Ancient Sword Tomb!

Its status and power rank among the top three throughout the Ancient Sword Tomb, a truly living legend!

Even titans like Heavenly Sword Master, before Ice Sword Immortal Sovereign, must show junior respect, with great deference.

During his cultivation in the Ancient Sword Tomb, Feng Caichen, by chance, had the fortune to glimpse this Immortal Sovereign from afar.

He never imagined that today's events would rouse this ancient entity, who has long been meditating in the Extreme Ice Sword Domain deep within the Sword Tomb, to appear in person!

Seeing Feng Caichen's salute, Ice Sword Immortal Sovereign's visage, as if carved from ancient ice, barely twitched, revealing a faint yet genuine smile; his voice rang clear as an icy spring striking jade: "I have long said, among the juniors of the Sword Tomb, only you, Wind youngster, have the purest sword heart and the sharpest sword intent; there is no need to perform such a grand salute to me."

However, that smile vanished instantly; his gaze swept the scene, and upon sensing the lingering taint of Thunder Tai Ji, his complexion turned bone‑cold, his voice as chilling as the Nine Nether wind:

"Hmph! Thunder Clan… truly have become complacent! How dare they collude with the ominous, commit this rebellious deed, again and again, laying poisonous hands on the heirs of the Ancient Sword Tomb!"

He looked at Feng Caichen, his tone decisive and bearing supreme authority: "Wind youngster, today I will, on your behalf and on behalf of those heroic souls unjustly slain by the Thunder Clan and the ominous, repay this blood debt!"

Heavenly Sword Master, also from beside, coldly echoed, his sword intent soaring: "The Thunder Clan's collusion with the ominous is proven beyond doubt, an unforgivable crime! Do you truly think my Ancient Sword Tomb is such a soft peach that can be twisted and endured? Today, let them know that a Sword Cultivator's edge tolerates no desecration!"

The arrival and statements of the two supreme beings of the Ancient Sword Tomb instantly added further weight and sharpness to the murderous aura and resolve for retribution here!

Almost as soon as the two of them appeared in the Ancient Sword Tomb, within less than a breath—

Buzz!

The Void on the other side also emitted a distinct spatial disturbance.

Ye Wuque sensed it and immediately turned his head to look.

There, the space split like a water curtain, and two figures emerged side by side.