Divine Path Severed? Then I'll Shatter the Divine Throne!

Within Yang Yu's absolute Primal Sword Domain, all matter is imbued with the concept of a sword.

Even the Rule Poison of the Deity is no exception!

Moreover, a sword is the least likely thing to hurt him!

The dark toxins, filled with a decadent aura, that surged into his body began to transform wildly under the forceful intervention of his will!

One!

Ten handles!

Thousands of handles!

Hundreds of millions!

Countless jet-black longswords, composed of the Rule Poison, materialized out of thin air within his meridians, Divine Soul!

However, Yang Yu's expression grew increasingly solemn.

The conversion was successful.

But the pollution persists.

These black swords seemed to possess a life of their own; they took root within him, frantically drawing upon his power and constantly attempting to corrupt his Origin.

Most importantly, he couldn't destroy them.

It also failed to urge them to sacrifice themselves to the Myriad Swords Return to Origin.

We can only do our best to minimize the impact of these Black Sword.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

High in the Skyvault, Asmodeus's colossal face, obscuring the heavens and the earth, let out a triumphant yet cruel laugh.

"Foolish mortal! Your greatest mistake is your greed!"

"Enjoy! Enjoy the eternal feast I have prepared for you!"

His voice, like a venomous curse, echoed throughout heaven and earth.

"My Divine Blood contains the Divine Origin. By consuming it, you are tantamount to accepting my Law!"

"From this moment forward, for ten thousand years, the Divine Path Severed!"

"Unless you can personally kill me, you will be forever trapped in the Legendary Realm, never to advance further! Until your lifespan is exhausted and you turn into a handful of Ku Gu!"

Boom!

Asmodeus's words struck like a thunderbolt from the heavens, deeply affecting the hearts of all the Legendary Expert on the Wall of Sighs.

Within ten thousand years, the Divine Path Severed!

What does this mean?

Even the lifespan of Legendary Expert is capped at around a thousand years.

Ten thousand years?

That was a time unit that was so despairing it was suffocating.

This is tantamount to a death sentence for Yang Yu!

A Limit Breaker cannot become a god, no matter how brilliant they are now, is ultimately just a shooting star; after their moment of glory, they will return to oblivion.

"Yang Yu!"

"Apprentice!"

Li Qingcang and Elder Wang both gasped in surprise, their faces drained of Crimson.

They finally realized that this was a trap from beginning to end!

First, he feigned weakness, but his defenses were breached by a single sword strike, causing him to shed Divine Blood, which lured Yang Yu to devour it.

Then, detonate the hidden Rule Poison within the Divine Blood, severing its future in one fell swoop!

What a ruthless scheme!

He truly deserves the title of God of Deceit and Lies!

"classmate Yang Yu, how are you?"

Elder Wang's voice trembled as he stared intently at the figure shrouded in black mist in the distance, his heart filled with self-reproach and Remorse.

If he could have seen through it and warned me sooner...

"It's alright!" Li Qingcang's eyes were bloodshot as he drew his longsword, pointing it at the sky. "So what if I can't become a god? My disciple Yang Yu is still the strongest Legend in this world! Asmodeus, you just wait! My Dragon Country will repay this grudge a hundredfold!"

"That's right! Young friend Yang Yu, you are a hero of our Blue Star! No matter what, we will stand with you!"

"A mere curse? We're sure we can find a way to break it!"

The other Legendary Expert also spoke up, their words filled with determination.

Yes!

Although it cannot make one a god.

But he is still the number one person below the gods!

There are no gods on Blue Star.

He can't beat the gods, but he can't beat people like himself.

Besides, he ended up in this state because of the Blue Star; how could they just sit idly by!

However, it was precisely in this tragic atmosphere that...

The figure, entangled by countless black Sword Qi, slowly raised its head.

His face was somewhat the Pale, but his dark eyes were eerily calm.

He ignored the crowd's attempts to comfort him, and he didn't even look at the gigantic, laughing face in the Skyvault.

He simply stretched out his hand, looked at the constantly shifting Black Sword Marks on his palm, and then...

He laughed.

It was a heartfelt, relaxed, and joyful laugh.

Hahaha... Hahahaha!

The laughter wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Everyone was stunned.

Li Qingcang was stunned.

Elder Wang was stunned.

Even Asmodeus, who was laughing wildly in the Skyvault, stopped abruptly.

He looked down at the mortal with the gaze one would give a madman.

Even at a time like this, he... can still laugh?

"The Divine Path Severed?"

Yang Yu raised his head, meeting Asmodeus's questioning yet cold gaze, the corner of his mouth curving into an increasingly playful smile.

"A thousand years..."

He gently shook his head, and suddenly two golden flames, powerful enough to incinerate the heavens, ignited in his calm eyes!

Asmodeus.

He spoke slowly, each word deliberate and deliberate, his voice not loud, yet carrying a wild and domineering power that could make even the Deity tremble!

"Who told you I'd kill you...?"

"Do I need to become a god?"

The moment the words left his mouth.

The whole world seemed to stand still.

Asmodeus's eyes, which were like lifeless stars, suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

What did he say?

On the wall, Li Qingcang and the others stood frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.

They stared blankly at the figure shrouded in ominous black mist, yet laughing with a arrogance more blatant than Deity.

They had considered that Yang Yu might feel resentful, angry, and desperate.

I never imagined he would say something like that.

Do I need to become a god to kill you?

What utter arrogance!

How domineering!

He didn't even consider "becoming a god" as his goal!

His goal, from beginning to end, has always been singular!

That is... slaying gods!

"Arrogant!"

Asmodeus finally recovered from his extreme shock and let out a furious roar.

"An ant locked in a cage dares to spout such nonsense!"

"I'll be waiting for you at the edge of the Abyss! I'll see how you, a worm whose path has been cut off, will cross the dimensional Barrier to take my life!"

"My Lord! Take us with you! My Lord!"

The surviving Grand Duke of the Abyss, watching Asmodeus about to depart, uttered hysterical pleas.

"A bunch of useless trash!"

A cold and disdainful voice fell from the Skyvault, filled with undisguised disgust.

Having said that, His colossal face, which blotted out the sky, did not linger. With boundless rage and a hint of apprehension that even He Himself was unaware of, He slowly disappeared into the crack in the Skyvault.

The crack began to heal rapidly.

The Deity pressure receded like a receding tide.

Looking at the sky that had returned to normal, their last hope was completely extinguished, and all the Grand Duke of the Abyss fell into utter silence and despair.

The war is over.

But a new war, one that belongs to Yang Yu alone, has only just begun.

Yang Yu no longer looked at the healed sky. He simply looked down at the first Sword Servant kneeling silently before him.

And then there were the dozen or so Grand Duke of the Abyss who had survived the arrival of Asmodeus, but were now trembling with fear, having forgotten even to flee.

His kind smile returned once again.

"Ten thousand years is indeed too long," he murmured, as if speaking to himself, "I... can't wait any longer."

He slowly extended his hand towards the dozen or so Grand Duke of the Abyss.

"So, let's start with you."

"Become the first stepping stone for me to shatter the Divine Throne!"

"No!!!"

A piercing scream once again echoed across the deathly silent battlefield.