The Sword Bearer

Above the vast battlefield between Jade Guizong's Mountain Protecting Formation and the Savage World's military camps hovered Great Demon Chongguang, an Ascension Realm cultivator clad in a scarlet Daoist robe. The robe was named "Sinking Colors." Since entering the Vast Heaven and Earth, Chongguang had overseen the fighting for three great military camps. Having refined countless souls from Tongye Continent's battlefields, the robe had grown ever more vivid. Look closely, and whenever a faint ripple crossed its surface, you could see a river stretching ten thousand miles through a Small World and a sea of blood churning in scenes of carnage. Millions of souls and ghosts were trapped as though in Purgatory's boiling oil, cooked by a refining method akin to a great fire's Water Transformation. This robe was the object through which Chongguang sought to forge a new "Yin-Ming time" and unite with the Dao. It held the root of the Great Dao that might someday carry him into the Fourteen Realms.

With the fighting elsewhere on Tongye Continent over, Chongguang had set his sights squarely on Jade Guizong. The Jiazi Tent had promised that if he killed Jiang Shangzhen, the feat would count as the slaying of an Ascension Realm cultivator—just as Xiao Yu's sword had slain Jade Guizong's previous Sect Master, the Ascension Realm cultivator Xun Yuan.

And because the Sword Qi Great Wall's young Yin Guan wore a robe of the same color, Chongguang had acquired the nickname "Old Yin Guan." He was rather pleased with it.

Chongguang, who had been waiting for Jade Guizong to fall, suddenly looked up. Without hesitation, he unleashed his Natal Divine Ability, sending a river of blood streaming from his sleeve. Freed of the robe's restraints, the wails of the hundreds of thousands of shattered souls within it rang through