Chapter 594: The First Sword of the Nine Heavens!

He realized that, besides him, the Wind Clan still had other people.

He, Feng Caichen, is not alone.

His gaze became even more steadfast, even more persistent.

He wants to become stronger.

Strong enough to protect those he cares about.

Strong enough that such tragedies will no longer repeat.

……

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen gathered their thoughts and flew toward the three—Ye Shizu, Jiang Tianyan, and Tianling Laozu.

Before the three supreme Dark Beings, the two bowed solemnly.

Ye Wuque clasped his fists, bowed, and said with sincere gratitude:

"Junior Ye Wuque, thank you, seniors, for coming to my rescue!"

Feng Caichen likewise bowed.

"Junior Feng Caichen, thank you, seniors!"

Ye Shizu, Jiang Tianyan, and Tianling Laozu looked at the two young juniors before them, their eyes full of satisfaction and admiration.

Ye Shizu's usually cold and indifferent face at this moment actually showed a kindly smile.

He reached out as if to help, and said warmly:

"Rise, no need for formalities."

He looked at Ye Wuque, his eyes full of pride.

He is my descendant!

He is a descendant of the Ye Clan!

Such astonishing talent and unparalleled excellence make this founding ancestor's face glow!

Jiang Tianyan also wore a smile, his gaze at Ye Wuque full of fondness.

He stroked his beard and said with a laugh:

"Heh, Wuque, you have truly opened this old fellow's eyes!"

Ye Wuque, hearing this, smiled a little embarrassed.

He naturally knew Jiang Tianyan's relationship to him—Jiang Tianyan is Shuheng's son, and Shuheng is a member of Jiang Tianyan's clan. So strictly speaking, he is also Jiang Tianyan's descendant.

Tianling Laozu also stepped forward at this moment, his handsome face bearing a gentle smile, looking at Ye Wuque, he said slowly:

"Heh, Ye Xiaoyou, we meet again."

Ye Wuque, seeing Tianling Laozu, felt rather surprised and delighted!

He had not expected to see Tianling Laozu again here!

Previously, Tianling Laozu had shown him great kindness—guiding him at a crucial moment and helping him. He has always respected and been grateful to this Dark Being.

Ye Wuque bowed again, his attitude respectful and sincere:

"Ancestor Tianling, I hope you have been well. Thank you, senior, for the guidance and assistance of those years."

Tianling Laozu smiled and waved his hand:

"Ah, trivial matters, not worth mentioning. Ye Xiaoyou need not be so courteous."

He scanned Ye Wuque from head to toe, his eyes full of amazement and admiration:

"Ye Xiaoyou truly is... astonishingly talented!"

"Truly awe‑inspiring, unheard of!"

He exclaimed:

"At just a little over two hundred years old, he already possesses the power to slay the pinnacle of a Dao Ancestor!"

"Such an achievement—throughout history, how many have attained it?!"

He grew increasingly excited, his voice rising a few notches:

"Truly... terrifying!"

Ye Shizu and Jiang Tianyan, hearing this, nodded repeatedly, their faces full of satisfaction and amazement.

They of course knew how remarkable Ye Wuque's achievements were.

At two hundred plus years, in the cultivation world, that's merely a beginning age.

Many beings at this age are still struggling in the vast Divine Realm; even those prodigies with extraordinarily rapid cultivation often have not yet touched the threshold of Immortality.

Yet Ye Wuque can already slay the pinnacle of a Dao Ancestor!

What does that even mean?

It means his potential, his talent, his future—boundless!

Jiang Tianyan's gaze fell again on Feng Caichen.

He examined the young man in white clothes, as pure as snow, a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes.

After a moment, he let out a slight sigh, his voice hoarse and wistful:

"The Wind Clan... what a pity."

Feng Caichen, hearing this, trembled slightly.

Jiang Tianyan continued, his tone laden with deep regret:

"All the clan's loyal heroes..."

"In those days, battling the ominous threat, the entire Wind Clan, from top to bottom, went forward one after another, fighting to the death without retreat. In that battle, the Wind Clan was almost completely annihilated, only a handful managed to escape..."

He looked at Feng Caichen, his eyes full of sympathy and respect:

"Surviving is no easy feat."

"Feng Qingyang…"

He paused, then looked toward the distant, wildly frantic figure, a hint of respect flashing in his eyes:

"His sword Dao, at the beginning, truly shocked Zhutian Wanjie and was praised as the First Sword of the Nine Heavens!"

"Alas… it has become like this now…"

Feng Caichen heard this and his spirit was violently shaken!

He gazed at the distant, wildly frantic figure brandishing a rusted sword, his eyes filled with complexity.

The First Sword of the Nine Heavens…

His Ancestor, once, was so magnificent.

So dazzling.

Now, he can only wander this No Return Path, wildly insane, half man half ghost, not taking human form.

"Enough, let's not say so much."

Ye Shizu spoke at the right moment, breaking the heavy atmosphere.

He looked at Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, speaking earnestly:

"The matter has passed. All we can do now is look forward…"

"Prepare yourselves properly."

He paused, his gaze turning deep:

"From now on, seize this period and thoroughly train in this region."

"Prepare for the imminent Ultimate Decisive Battle…"

His words were full of urging and oppression.

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, upon hearing this, both wore solemn expressions.

They of course understood the current peril of the situation.

Today's crisis, though temporarily resolved, the terror of Yongheng Anzu and the forthcoming Ultimate Decisive Battle both loom like a mountain, weighing on their hearts.

They need to become stronger.

Become even stronger.

Strong enough to protect everything they wish to protect in that Ultimate Decisive Battle.

"Yes! I, the junior, will remember!"

The two answered in unison, their voices resonant and powerful.

Ye Shizu nodded approvingly:

"Go."

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen again saluted the three seniors, then turned and left.

Their figures gradually vanished into the deeper darkness of the No Return Path.

A new training, a new journey, has begun.

…

Watching Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen's departing figures, Ye Shizu, Jiang Tianyan, and Tianling Laozu stood motionless for a long while.

Only after those two figures completely disappeared at the edge of sight did they withdraw their gazes.

The atmosphere fell into a strange silence and stasis.

Today's crisis, though already resolved, truly gave them a startling fright.

The terror of Yongheng Anzu, the oppression of the world‑ending giant claw, the near‑despair of almost losing the two most important seedlings—

Each scene, like a chisel, was deeply etched into their memories.

"Huh…"

Jiang Tianyan exhaled a long breath of foul air, his aged face full of gratitude for having survived the calamity:

"Fortunately… fortunately the Lord Yin‑Yang Emperor intervened…"

"Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable…"

Tianling Laozu also nodded, his handsome face bearing deep solemnity:

"Indeed. These two youths are the most astonishingly talented and exceptionally brilliant, the most important seed‑level figures in my Zhutian Wanjie. If they were to fall here…"

He did not continue, but the consequences were self‑evident.

Ye Shizu fell silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, his voice heavy with gravity and worry:

"Yongheng Anzu's restless stirring has given us even more terrifying oppression and tension…"

He looked toward the Dark Sea deep within the No Return Path, his eyes profound:

"Even a single Yongheng Anzu brings us such dreadful oppression…"

"If more such beings appeared at once, how should we respond?"

This question, like a massive stone, weighed on the three's hearts.

Jiang Tianyan let out a sigh, his voice hoarse and helpless:

"Hopefully… the Lord Yin‑Yang Emperor and those supreme beings who truly stand at the highest dimension are prepared…"

"Such highest‑level scheming is beyond our control or insight."

He paused, his gaze becoming firm:

"We only need to do what we must, and do our best."

Ye Shizu and Tianling Laozu, upon hearing this, both nodded in approval.

Indeed, although they are of Heavenly Patriarch Level, before the true titans who have reached the Ultimate One Jump Tier, they are still merely pawns.

All they can do is guard their posts, protect those who need protection, and do their best.

As for that highest‑level game—

Leave it to those giants.

Tianling Laozu suddenly said:

"In this lifetime, there are indeed many Heavenly Pride demons…"

He looked toward the direction where Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen had vanished, his eyes full of satisfaction and hope:

"Ye Wuque, Feng Caichen, Ziyang Shen, Ye Beichen, Changli Weiyang, Ao Huanggu, Jian Guchen, Xu Tianfeng, Qiubai…"

He enumerated those brilliant names one by one, his tone heavy with deep emotion:

"So many dazzling beings have emerged from the void, like fire searing oil…"

"Illuminating Zhutian, infinitely radiant…"

Jiang Tianyan took up the thread, his voice hoarse and far‑reaching:

"Perhaps this is…"

"The ultimate darkness… often gives birth to… the ultimate light, perhaps…"

Ye Shizu nodded:

"May this light illuminate the approaching Ultimate Darkness."

"May we win this battle."

The three fell silent for a moment, then exchanged a glance.

"Let's go, back."

Ye Shizu turned first, flying toward his own Dongfu world.

Jiang Tianyan and Tianling Laozu also turned, each returning.

They need to repair the great array shattered by the Eternal Dark Ancestor, to rebuild the defenses, and to prepare for any forthcoming upheavals.

And Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen set out on the warpath of the No Return Path.