I Have A Sword

Chapter 978: Unstoppable Killing Spree

Ye Guan began training on the method Yi Nian had taught him, but it was, without a doubt, extremely difficult.

Each Spacetime Grid contained an immense amount of Spacetime energy, making it challenging enough to control them, let alone overlap them. After overlapping, they had to be compressed as well.

This was a tremendous challenge for him.

At first, he naturally failed, but he wasn't discouraged. He kept trying, and slowly, he began seeing some progress.

Under the Tianxing Life Tree, Jing An and Yi Nian sat side by side, resting their chins on their hands as they looked up at the fruits hanging from the tree.

"There are 93,621 fruits in total, of which 13,231 are edible." Jing An then turned her head toward Yi Nian, exclaiming, "With these many fruits, we'll have an entire page in the hall of fame!"

Yi Nian rolled her eyes at Jing An and ignored her.

Jing An chuckled. "Teacher definitely wouldn't agree to that."

Yi Nian suddenly asked, "Jing An, what do you think happened to the Tianxing Ruler? How could someone so powerful be trapped?"

Jing An's smile faded, replaced by a solemn face.

The Tianxing Ruler!

The two strongest people of the Tianxing Civilization were the Tianxing Ruler and the Chief Enforcement Officer. Moreover, the Tianxing Ruler possessed the two greatest treasures of the Tianxing Civilization—the Divine Tianxing Flame and the Tianxing Book.

The Divine Tianxing Flame was the source of all flames. The Tianxing Flames created by the Tianxing Civilization today were based on it, but only the Tianxing Rulers were aware of its true power.

The Tianxing Book, written by the first Tianxing Ruler, was rumored to contain supreme Dao techniques. Despite having those two supreme treasures, the Tianxing Ruler still ended up getting trapped in the Wujian Universe!

A trace of worry flickered in Yi Nian's eyes.

She no longer had strong feelings toward the Tianxing Civilization, but she still cared about High Goddess Tianyun and the Tianxing Ruler. After all, the Tianxing Ruler was the one who had appointed her to the position of Enforcement Officer, and she even gifted her a spark of the Tianxing Flame.

It was worth noting that the title of Tianxing Ruler wasn't hereditary. The next Tianxing Ruler was chosen through an election. In other words, the Tianxing Ruler and Chief Enforcement Officer were the most exceptional individuals of the Tianxing Civilization.

Jing An glanced at Yi Nian, knowing that despite everything, Yi Nian still had feelings for the Tianxing Civilization. Unfortunately, it was impossible for Yi Nian to forgive them so easily.

However, if she became the Tianxing Ruler, Yi Nian would surely forgive her.

After all, they were inseparable!

They often argued, but they'd always make up by the next day.

With that thought in mind, Jing An became happy again.

Just then, Jing An seemed to sense something and suddenly said, "Let's go."

She grabbed Yi Nian and left the tiny pagoda.

Outside, a flaming figure appeared in front of them. The flaming figure bowed slightly and said, "Mistress, he has challenged Young Master Ye to a duel in three days at the Ascension World."

A duel!

Jing An furrowed her brows slightly and licked her candied hawthorn. "You may go."

The flaming figure bowed and retreated.

Yi Nian suddenly said, "Thirty years should be enough time."

"He's definitely not alone, though."

Yi Nian asked, "Have you found anything about the First Hall Master?"

Jing An shook her head. "No."

Yi Nian was incredulous. "Even our—even your Tianxing Civilization couldn't find anything about her?"

Jing An said in a low voice, "The First Hall Master is very mysterious. I've asked Teacher about it before, and she has no idea as well. She only knows that the First Hall Master has some connections with the Evil Spirit God."

Yi Nian's face darkened.

Jing An said, "Shall I send someone to deal with her?"

She was brimming with confidence due to the great power at her disposal.

Yi Nian rolled her eyes at Jing An. Jing An controlled the Dark Hall, which was powerful, but it was impossible to eliminate the First Hall Master with just the Dark Hall.

Although the Evil Dao Alliance wasn't as strong as the Tianxing Civilization, it wasn't much weaker either. Otherwise, the Tianxing Civilization wouldn't have signed a peace treaty with them. Especially the Evil Spirit God—even High Goddess Tianyun was cautious about that figure.

There was also that legendary Evil Dao, who had undergone a hundred reincarnations.

Yi Nian said, "Just help us gather more information. It'd be great if you find out his allies. As for the rest, don't worry about it. My husband doesn't need the Tianxing Civilization's help. If it comes down to a group fight, the Yang Family has plenty of people to spare."

Jing An suddenly asked, "Do you consider yourself part of the Yang family?"

"Of course," Yi Nian replied.

Jing An blinked, licked her candied hawthorn, and fell silent. A grand plan was quietly forming in her mind.

Yi Nian would control the Yang Family, and she'd control the Tianxing Civilization!

Together, they'd dominate the vast expanse by conducting an unstoppable killing spree!

Jing An was in a great mood. She could already imagine herself and Yi Nian ruling the vast expanse. She slapped her thigh excitedly and exclaimed, "Let's roast a lamb to celebrate in advance!"

Yi Nian was confused.

Meanwhile, Ye Guan was still compressing his spacetime grids, but he was no longer struggling compared to when he had just started. Not only that, he had already folded more than a dozen grids.

His understanding of spacetime had deepened as well.

Yi Nian and Jing An didn't disturb him. After all, they had thirty years to spare.

***

Upon Shen Zong's return to the Parting Sorrows Sect with the Scroll of Parting Sorrows, he immediately went to a special world—his very own private cultivation grounds.

Shen Zong eagerly opened the Scroll of Parting Sorrows, but the moment it was opened, a red light shot out of it. Shen Zong was shocked, and powerful energy surged from him. However, the red light pierced his defenses and entered his forehead.

Boom!

Shen Zong trembled violently and froze. His gaze then became blank. At the same time, he started trembling as if he were resisting something.

Shen Zong roared in fury, making a final struggle, but it was futile. His eyes slowly turned blood-red, and his aura underwent a drastic change.

"Shen Zong" closed his eyes. After some time, he picked up the Scroll of Parting Sorrows in front of him, took a step, and went deep into the forbidden Parting Sorrows Mountain Range of the Heaven of Parting Sorrows.

After walking for a while, he came upon an ancient altar. On the altar was a blood-red coffin surrounded by strange runes.

"Shen Zong" stared at the blood-red coffin. "Parting Sorrows Ancestor, if you're willing to fight for the Evil Dao Alliance, we can help you escape."

Boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from the blood-red coffin, blasting "Shen Zong" several thousand meters away.

"Evil Dao Alliance?" A sharp, piercing voice came from inside the blood-red coffin.

"Shen Zong" nodded, "Yes."

The Parting Sorrows' Ancestor sneered and remarked, "Qiu Baiyi isn't dead yet."

"Shen Zong" frowned, and his gaze darkened.

The Parting Sorrows' Ancestor added, "He can't be an ordinary person, as even the powerful Qiu Baiyi needs help to deal with him.

"However, it makes sense. Why would Qiu Baiyi come and save me for no reason? He's definitely digging a pit for me to fall into."

"Shen Zong" said, "There are no gains without sacrifices. If you agree, we'll help you. Otherwise, we won't force you."

The Parting Sorrows' Ancestor fell silent.

"Shen Zong" continued, "If you survive the battle, you'll be free. You'll also regain possession of the Scroll of Parting Sorrows. Will you fight for us or not?"

The Parting Sorrows' Ancestor replied, "It seems that I have no choice."

"Shen Zong" opened his palm, and a pitch-black seal appeared in his hand. The seal flew above the blood-red coffin, and a black beam of light struck the altar.

Boom!

The altar trembled violently, and the runes on it faded away under the black light.

After about a quarter of an hour, the altar exploded, and the blood-red coffin shattered. A black beam of light then shot into the sky.

"Shen Zong" slowly looked up at the black light. From within it, a man in a black robe emerged, exuding a terrifying aura of malice and killing intent.

He was none other than the Ancestor of the Parting Sorrows Sect!

The Parting Sorrows' Ancestor closed his eyes. "I'm finally free."

That person had sealed him for nearly a billion years—a billion years!

The face of the Parting Sorrows' Ancestor twisted, and he unleashed his aura without any reservations.

When his aura appeared, everything around him became illusory.

"Shen Zong" looked at the Parting Sorrows' Ancestor and said, "Congratulations."

The Parting Sorrows' Ancestor turned to "Shen Zong."

"Shen Zong" opened his palm, and the Scroll of Parting Sorrows flew toward the Parting Sorrows' Ancestor.

The Parting Sorrows' Ancestor grabbed the scroll and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I'll go back on my word?"

"Shen Zong" shook his head. "The Second Hall Master said that you are different from people. You are prideful. Otherwise, you could have avoided the imprisonment by lowering your head back then."

"Hahaha!" The Parting Sorrows' Ancestor laughed. "Qiu Baiyi is cunning, but he's still a reliable individual."

"Shen Zong" said, "Three days later, we'll meet at the Ascension World."

With that, he turned around and left.

Left all alone, the Parting Sorrows' Ancestor closed his eyes once again. After a moment, he looked up toward the depths of the starry sky, and a certain figure appeared in his mind.

"Just you wait...!" The face of the Parting Sorrows' Ancestor distorted in fury.

Boom!

His powerful aura shattered the entire Heaven of Parting Sorrows into pieces.

***

Qiu Baiyi was sitting cross-legged on the ground somewhere in the Ascension World. Just then, his eyes snapped wide open upon recalling something. "Three days... Fuck! It's three days for me, but it's thirty years for that guy.

"I calculated everything, but fuck! I'm bad at math."