Dark Era Protagonist, Slaying Brother and Ancestors, Proving the Dao with Blood

Xuan Aotian's eyelids twitched violently, his eyes filled with rage.

He never expected his own brother, Xuan Ning, to appear here.

The two were like fire and water: one a rebellious castaway, the other the most outstanding and obedient son of the clan.

Xuan Aotian's gaze was incredibly sharp, piercing like a blade.

His voice hoarse, he questioned him word by word.

"Xuan Ning, who sent you here?"

"Was it that old immortal?"

Xuan Ning, on the opposite side, calmly replied.

"Brother, it's been a long time."

"I requested to come here myself."

"Brother, since you've already chosen to sever ties with our Xuan Family, you shouldn't be using our Hidden Ancient Clan Xuan Family's name to act recklessly outside."

"Including... using the divine abilities and cultivation methods Father gave you!"

A hint of killing intent flashed in Xuan Aotian's eyes. Upon hearing this, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Good, good!"

"I, Xuan Aotian, have long had nothing to do with your Xuan Family, and the cultivation methods I use are not your damned Xuantian Record at all!"

With that, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword appeared in his hand.

Xuan Aotian gripped the Immortal Slaughtering Sword tightly.

The Heartless Great Dao materialized beside him, his black hair dancing wildly in the air, as waves of terrifying and sharp sword intent surged.

"Xuan Ning, since you also want to stop me from obtaining this Qualification Token, I will see if you have the ability today!"

"Come, fight to the death!!"

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword in his hand slashed through the air, and surging black sword energy tore through everything!

Boom

The ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and the vast, terrifying sword energy surged forward, sharp and peerless in its lethality!

He had long been annoyed with this brother who had stolen everything from him.

And Xuan Ning felt the same!

Xuan Ning's face was incredibly calm as he muttered.

"Xuan Aotian..."

"I've been looking forward to this too!"

"Only I am Father's most outstanding son!"

Hum.

The Yin Yang poles suddenly appeared behind him.

The Xuantian Record circulated, Xuan Ning's divine body was flawless like jade, and he unleashed a surging palm strike.

A white palm, tens of feet wide and containing countless runes, rolled up towards the sword energy!

"RUMBLE—"

This was the battle between two young prodigies, brothers from the Ancient Clan Xuan Family!

In an instant, the terrifying divine light erupting from their fierce collision engulfed the entire arena!

This divine power, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami raging, made the spectators feel as if they were there!

"Such terrifying strength!"

"Is this the prodigy the Ancient Clan Xuan Family has fully cultivated?!"

Amidst the horrifying light, a furious roar echoed!

Xuan Aotian, wielding the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, shattered this divine power with his towering sword intent and killing intent.

He was like a bolt of black lightning, attacking Xuan Ning with extreme speed and precision!

"Xuan Ning!!!"

Xuan Ning's expression was equally cold.

He stomped his right foot in mid-air, and the Tai Chi Yin Yang appeared beneath his feet.

He opened his five fingers, golden runes swirling around his fingertips, and a mysterious and unfathomable power emanated.

"Xuan Aotian, ever since you appeared, I vanished from Father's sight."

"If only you had never returned to the Xuan Family..."

With the Xuantian Record as the foundation and the Yin Yang Ancient Arts as the primary focus.

Xuan Ning's eyes blazed with divine light, and with a deep shout, he pressed down a flat palm of black and white intermingling towards Xuan Aotian!

"Yin Yang Ancient Arts, suppress the mountains!"

Like a star falling, the ten directions of Cang Ling collapsed!

This vast and mighty palm strike, before it even landed, made the approaching Xuan Aotian feel an immense and terrifying pressure!

"Rumble—"

This immense divine might instantly doubled the pressure on Xuan Aotian.

He slowed his speed, looked up at the colossal black and white palm descending from above, his eyes chillingly cold.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword in his hand let out a clear, crisp sword cry.

Threads of extremely sharp sword intent, capable of cleaving all things yet devoid of emotion or righteousness, coiled around the sword's body.

Xuan Aotian's face contorted in anger as he slashed horizontally towards the black and white palm above!

"Xuan Ning, today I will tell you, even if you received all the cultivation and training from that old immortal, you are still no match for me, Xuan Aotian!"

"Heaven Slaying Sword Art, Tian Ming!"

Seeing this, Xuan Ning spoke indifferently.

"Ungrateful wretch, who exactly received Father's painstaking cultivation?"

"Xuan Aotian, although you are my elder brother."

"But the cultivation gap between us is a chasm you will never cross!"

"Suppress!"

As the words fell, the aura of the black and white palm surged dozens of times, expanding by a full circle.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a terrifying explosion.

The sword energy unleashed by Xuan Aotian was pulverized into dust, while the black and white palm remained unharmed, pressing closer. It was about to descend!

Xuan Aotian gripped the Immortal Slaughtering Sword tightly, his killing intent soaring to the heavens. He stared intently at the black and white palm and said coldly.

"Then open your dog eyes and watch carefully!"

"I, Xuan Aotian, will shatter your divine ability!"

He activated the Nameless Sword Art, replicating the scene of his previous dragon slaying.

Xuan Aotian's condensed sword intent materialized, and several times more Heartless Sword Qi than before gathered and condensed.

"Die!"

Xuan Aotian unleashed a sword strike, and countless sword qi shot towards the black and white palm in the air like a dense downpour!

"Sword Cleaves the Eight Desolations!"

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

The terrifying, dense barrage of attacks, coupled with the unleashed divine abilities, caused faint cracks to appear in the black and white palm under these extremely sharp divine abilities.

In the next moment, it was completely swallowed by the resplendent sword light!

"RUMBLE!!"

Like a thunderous explosion, the entire arena trembled!

Xuan Aotian emerged from the sea of consciousness like a god or a demon.

Facing the torrent of divine abilities unleashed by his younger brother Xuan Ning, he was like a peerless treasure sword capable of destroying all, cleaving through all techniques, advancing fearlessly!

Countless people watched the terrifying battle between these two prodigies of the ancient clans, holding their breath, not daring to exhale!

"Is this truly a battle in the Undying Realm..."

"I never thought I'd live to see two prodigies from ancient clans fight to the death. This ticket was truly worth it today!"

"This Heavenly Awakening Arena really knows how to put on a show!"

Even the prodigies from the Hidden Ancient Clan were all deeply shocked.

"Xuan Aotian can actually fight on par with his brother Xuan Ning? How is this possible?!"

Qi Ao couldn't help but swallow.

Looking at Xuan Aotian in the arena, who resembled a god of slaughter, he had never imagined that this guy possessed such terrifying strength!

Inside the VIP room.

Liu Zishan, whose hands were getting sore from gripping, watched the scene below. Her beautiful eyes widened in amazement as she said.

"To have such cultivation at this age, he truly lives up to his reputation as someone from a Hidden Ancient Clan."

Liu Zishan sat beside Su Chenxiao and asked him, who had a smiling expression.

"Young Master doesn't seem surprised at all?"

Su Chenxiao squinted and smiled.

"Don't rush, both of them are still holding back. The real show is about to begin."

As expected, a younger brother is still just a younger brother.

Before the Destined Protagonist, who could cross realms as easily as eating and drinking, a mere eight small realms was nothing.

If he remembered correctly, didn't the Destined Protagonist Xuan Aotian's Cultivation Method also include a Black Ancient Scripture?

A forbidden art from the Dark Era, not a Cultivation Method belonging to the myriad realms.

The history of the myriad realms had seen attacks and invasions from the dark side and outer realm demons. To be honest, they were already accustomed to all sorts of bizarre and heretical Cultivation Methods, and their tolerance was high.

But the Cultivation Methods of those strange creatures from the Dark Era were different.

They could not be spoken of, nor named.

Let alone cultivating them, even the slightest touch would cause a person's disposition to change drastically. Merely existing would cause their emanating aura to radiate throughout the Dao Domain, ultimately causing everyone to degenerate into monstrous beings that everyone would want to slay.

There was a legend.

The beginning of the Dark Era was caused by a black-skinned ancient book, never seen before, that suddenly appeared one day, transforming all living beings in a realm into monstrous beings...

"Sigh, Xuan Aotian, oh Xuan Aotian, if this were to get out, even Great Emperor level figures would likely appear."

"A dark-themed protagonist, what a Heartless Evil Emperor. I suppose the 'evil' in this refers to this Black Ancient Scripture..."

In comparison, I, the villain, am so righteous it's blinding, so pure it's dazzling.

Su Chenxiao's eyes flickered.

He glanced at Xuan Aotian's life script, then chuckled and shook his head.

[ "Heartless Evil Emperor" Life Script: Slaughter brother, kill clan, prove the Dao with blood. ]