On the surface of the Thousand-Year Profound Ice of Duan Yun Cliff, the frost patterns, like Glazed Ice torn apart by an invisible giant hand, shattered inch by inch under the frenzied impact of the Guixu Sword Intent. Amidst the fine, crisp sounds, the Ethereal Blue Ice Marrow within the mystic ice was shaken into mist by the Sword Qi energy, condensing into a frosty vortex in the air, echoing the Azure Sword Intent flowing around Ren Xiaoyao, as if it were the collision of Primordial Chaos and order at the Beginning of Heaven and Earth. As the ice marrow vaporized, countless tiny Ice Crystals condensed in the void, refracting a cold light, like countless miniature prisms reflecting the trajectory of the sword intent into a flowing Star Map. Where the Ice Crystals fell... Ancient array patterns instantly solidified on the ground, their lines identical to the " Great Zhou Celestial Stars Formation " recorded in High Antiquity texts. Strands of starlight seeped from the Ice Crystals, outlining mysterious Totems on the cliff face. Each Totems emitted a subtle hum as it swirled, resonating with the ancient ley lines deep within the Tianyan Continent, as if awakening Guardian Power dormant for millennia. The ancient spirits slumbering deep within the ley lines were startled; they let out low roars in the darkness, their voices filled with excitement and vigilance, seemingly sensing the impending cataclysmic change.
The azure vortex formed by the sword intent grew increasingly violent. The air at its center was compressed to a critical point, and the sharp whistling it emitted was no longer a simple sound wave, but a tremor carrying the Law of Space. At the edge of the Hundred-Zhang Vacuum Zone, light twisted into eerie arcs, and as the chaotic clouds at the cliff edge were shredded, the sparks of Spiritual Qi that flew up were like stars falling to Mortal World. In the distance, the mountains trembled in the aftershocks of the Sword Qi, and amidst the roar of collapsing snow, the ancient sighs from the depths of the earth's veins could be faintly heard. Where the mountains crumbled, dark purple Earth Fire erupted. The smoke mingled with the snow dust, forming an eerie haze that outlined the silhouette of Ancient Ferocious Beasts in mid-air—a silhouette that overlapped with the legendary " Taotie Demon Sealing Diagram " that guarded the Tianyan Continent, yet was distorted beyond recognition by demonic energy. As the Earth Fire burned, ancient Curse Inscriptions began to emerge from the ground, each character devouring the surrounding Spiritual Qi, gradually transforming the vibrant land into a desolate wasteland. Wherever the runes touched, flowers, trees, and plants withered instantly, and the land cracked, as if all life force had been drained away.
Within his sea of consciousness, the silver threads of the " Flowing Cloud Sword Art " left behind by the old man clashed fiercely with the crimson-gold torrent of the Guixu Sword Intent. Each collision was like Ancient Gods wielding Giant Axe axe in the abyss of consciousness, tearing countless tiny cracks into the space of his sea of consciousness. In the crimson blood mist, the silver sword technique and the golden sword intent intertwined to form ever-changing Totems, sometimes transforming into Ancient Battle Formation, sometimes shattering into countless Stardust. Ren Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit was like a small boat in this violent Energy Storm, while deep within his sea of consciousness, his Primordial Spirit let out a painful roar, the sound echoing in the blood-red space, giving rise to countless The phantoms of his Heart Demon took the form of those he cherished most, yet they possessed twisted claws and screamed, trying to drag him into an abyss of eternal damnation. One of the phantoms even resembled the face of his deceased master, but black tears of blood flowed from its eyes. The Heart Demon whispered incessantly in his sea of consciousness, piercing his Dao Heart with the sharpest words, attempting to shatter his unwavering beliefs. Ren Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit struggled to survive amidst the blood and tears; each confrontation with the Heart Demon weakened his Primordial Spirit further, but his will remained as firm as steel, refusing to waver in the slightest.
The moment dawn pierced through the clouds, the dormant sword embryo suddenly erupted with a dragon's roar. The sound waves reverberated, rippling across Fang Yuan miles of space, freezing the trembling postures of birds and beasts into an eerie scene. At the highest peak of the Tianyan Mountain Range, the Ancient Divine Beast Qingluan cried out in anguish, folding its wings, its magnificent plumage falling like snowflakes, each shimmering with a dying light; in the deep pool, Thousand-Year Flood Dragon sank to the bottom, and amidst the churning waves, a cracked tortoise shell emerged from the water—a testament to its exhaustion of all power. The Guardian Formation was collapsing. At that moment, the ancient trees in the mountains suddenly withered, and hideous Demonic Runes appeared on their bark, as if they had been prematurely corrupted by Outer Realm Demonic Qi. The lake in the distance began to boil, and countless fragments of runes floated on the surface, piecing together the ancient prophecy of " the Heavenly Demon Descends." The air around the lake began to distort, forming small Space-time Vortex that instantly swallowed any birds or beasts that approached. Screams of agony echoed from within the Space-time Vortex, sending chills down one's spine.
Deep within the void, Chaos Qi surged forth like a floodgate opened. Wherever its pressure passed, space twisted and deformed as if kneaded by an invisible giant hand. A gigantic Yin-Yang Fish Phantom slowly took shape in the air, its starlight in its pupils gradually coalescing, ultimately transforming into an ancient and unadorned longsword— the Infinite Chaos Sword. The black and white light flowing across the sword's blade resembled two living beings, chasing each other and sketching a magnificent scene in the void of the Beginning of Chaos and the separation of heaven and earth. The sword's surface was covered with dense patterns, each shimmering with faint starlight, as if they were the footprints left by the stars of the universe over countless ages. At the hilt... The interplay of Star Trails and patterns formed a constantly rotating Star Map, faintly revealing the rhythm of the Heavenly Dao order. As the sword fully took shape, the sounds of bells and chimes suddenly resounded throughout the world, and thirty-six Ancient Altar simultaneously burst forth with golden light. The long-sealed " Chaos Inscriptions " on the Altar lit up one by one, seemingly responding to the birth of this peerless Peerless Divine Weapon. At the same time, various Secret Realm across the Tianyan Continent trembled, and Ancient Inheritance hidden deep within the Secret Realm began to awaken, as if preparing for an impending great battle. Ancient restrictions within the Secret Realm began to loosen, and long-sealed treasures emitted Dazzling Light, seemingly awaiting their masters.
The moment Ren Xiaoyao's fingertips traced the sword's patterns, countless ancient memories flooded his mind like a tidal wave. When Pangu's Sky-Opening and Earth-Splitting, the axe Open Chaos, Chaos Qi that splashed forth transformed into countless stars, each containing the immense power of World Creation; the Five-Colored Stone Nuwa's Sky-Mending used to mend the sky radiated Sacred Light, and where the molten lava flowed, mountains and rivers were born, and the earth burst forth with Vibrant Vitality; Hou Yi's divine bow that shot down the sun pierced the heavens, and the falling Golden Crow left an eternal scorch mark on the earth. The Divine Charm of these Ancient Gods was now condensed within the Infinite Chaos Sword. Deep within his memories, Ren Xiaoyao seemed to see ancient ancestors standing with their swords, their figures... Overlapping with the patterns on the sword, it conveyed the will to protect heaven and earth. A memory flashed through his mind like lightning—an ancient Sword Cultivator his life, infusing his life's sword intent into the sword embryo, and the embryo's appearance was identical to the Infinite Chaos Sword in his hand. These memories were interspersed with countless battle scenes of Sword Cultivator, who, facing evil forces, were willing to sacrifice everything to protect this world. These images were like branded marks, deeply etched into Ren Xiaoyao's soul. The heroic deeds of the ancient Sword Cultivator flashed continuously in Ren Xiaoyao's mind; their sword intent seemed to flow within him, inspiring him to forge ahead.
The instant Ren Xiaoyao Divine Sense, like a wild horse unleashed, swept across the entire continent. Every swaying blade of grass, the rushing of every stream, the flapping of every bird's wings—all were clearly perceived by him. He could even hear the ancient pulse emanating from the depths of the earth, the heartbeat of the Tianyan Continent; the Spiritual Qi flowing through the earth's veins, like crimson blood, flowed slowly within his Divine Sense; even the Demonic Qi Wave hidden Guixu Depths were not spared his keen perception. This powerful force instantly evaporated the Thousand-Year Profound Ice beneath his feet into Void, and the entire Duan Yun Cliff... Under the oppressive force of the sword intent, the Duan Yun Cliff began to crumble, rubble falling into the abyss like meteors, stirring up a cloud of dust thousands of feet high. Within the dust, countless runes flickered, the Heaven and Earth Laws being reconstructed. At the same time, the twelve Spirit Vein of the Tianyan Continent began to resonate, the " Spirit Vein- Suppressing World-Suppressing Bead " at their cores lighting up, but strange black spots appeared on them under the erosion of demonic energy. The spiritual Spiritual Qi within the Spirit Vein began to become violent, constantly impacting the seals of the Spirit Vein, as if they might erupt at any moment. The space around the Spirit Vein began to distort, powerful fluctuations of Spiritual Qi forming Spiritual Energy Vortex that swept everything around them into them.
An astonishing surge of power tore through the Heaven and Earth Laws, instantly shrouding the clear sky in thick, inky clouds. Within the clouds, Purple Lightning writhed like living creatures, leaving scorched cracks in the space it passed through, and the air was filled with the acrid smell of ozone. Nine pillars of Lightning Tribulation, as thick as buckets, crashed down, their surfaces wrapped in silver chains—the " Heaven-Locking Chain " used by the Heavenly Dao to punish those who defy it. The Ancient Runes engraved on the chains emanated a chilling pressure. As the Lightning Tribulation struck, Brahma Sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth. It was as if the Heavenly Dao was chanting judgment upon those who defied it. Countless illusory figures emerged within the Lightning Tribulation, clad in Daoist robes and wielding jade tablets—the legendary " Heavenly Dao Inspectors," coldly observing everything unfolding below. These inspectors' eyes held no emotion; they were merely the icy executors of the Heavenly Dao, their presence making the atmosphere of the entire world even more oppressive. The Brahma Sound and illusory figures within the Lightning Tribulation plunged the entire world into a state of fear and awe, as if heaven and earth were mourning the impending calamity.
As the first beam of light touched the ground, rocks within Fang Yuan hundred miles instantly vaporized, forming a massive mushroom cloud. The powerful shockwave blasted a bottomless crater into the earth, and the surrounding mountains shook violently in the aftershocks, as if they were about to collapse at any moment. In the distant Tianyan City, all cultivators looked up at the sky in terror. The city's City Protection Array activated automatically, emitting blinding light, and the Spirit Stone at the array's core flickered wildly, almost bursting open. Outside the City Protection Array, on the city streets, people ran in panic, praying for the calamity to end soon. Some children were separated from their families in the chaos, their cries mingling with the shouts of cultivators, sounding particularly desolate under the demonic aura-shrouded sky. Cracks began to appear in some of the city's ancient buildings, as if they could not withstand the immense power and might collapse at any moment. Black demonic energy seeped from the cracks in the ancient buildings, as if these buildings were also being corrupted by evil forces.
Ren Xiaoyao's eyes flashed like lightning as he soared into the sky, wielding the Infinite Chaos Sword. "With my swordsmanship, I will shatter this heavenly Heavenly Tribulation!" His roar shook the very fabric of space, and black and white Sword Qi surged from the sword's tip, weaving in the air to form Tai Chi Symbol diagram. The Yin-Yang Fish on the diagram spun rapidly, radiating a mysterious light, as if containing the secrets of the universe. When the pillar of Lightning Tribulation collided with the Sword Qi energy barrier, the resulting intense light plunged the entire Tianyan Continent into a brief period of blindness, and the violent shockwave spread outwards like a tsunami. Distant mountains were sheared in half by this force, and massive mountain bodies collapsed with a deafening roar. A massive collapse erupted, raising a cloud of dust that blotted out the sky. Within the dust, countless Law Treasure of cultivators spontaneously rose into the air, attempting to resist this terrifying power. One Golden Core Cultivator's " Mountain River Society Diagram " was torn to shreds by the shockwave, the fragments transforming into streaks of light that vanished into the dust, leaving only a sigh of resentment. Within the dust, some cultivators could still be seen desperately casting spells, trying to protect themselves and their companions, but their efforts seemed so insignificant in the face of this immense power. Some cultivators, after their spells failed, were directly swept into the air by the shockwave and disappeared into the dust.
Countless cultivators were injured in the shockwave; some weaker cultivators had their meridians shattered, coughing up blood and writhing in agony on the ground. Even the City Protection Array of Tianyan City cracked under the tremors, emitting a groan of unbearable strain, as if it were about to collapse at any moment. In the aftershocks of the explosion, Ren Xiaoyao's clothes were tattered, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his hair disheveled by the gale, but the sword intent in his eyes burned even brighter. At this moment, ancient sword patterns appeared on his body, echoing the Infinite Chaos Sword in his hand. The sword's markings began to heat up, leaving permanent marks on his skin. Each mark corresponded to a pattern on the sword's blade, as if he and the sword were undergoing some kind of mysterious bloodline fusion. As the fusion deepened, Ren Xiaoyao could feel a powerful force surging within him, but it was accompanied by intense pain, as if his body was being reshaped by this force. Ren Xiaoyao's body trembled in pain, sweat and blood mingling and soaking his clothes, but his gaze remained steadfastly fixed on the sky.
The Infinite Chaos Sword in his hand transformed into a stream of light, sometimes conjuring a sword array of three thousand sword shadows, forming an impenetrable protective net that deflected all incoming Lightning Tribulation; at other times, it condensed into a World Creation sword capable of splitting the heavens and earth, its black and white light surging as if to cleave the entire sky. Under his sword's power, the pillars of Lightning Tribulation shattered one after another, turning into countless energy fragments that rained down, each fragment shimmering with brilliant light. As the energy fragments fell, they formed countless mysterious arrays on the ground, emitting strange light. These arrays connected with each other, outlining a huge " Demon Slaying Diagram " on the earth, but the core of the Demon Slaying Sword Formation in the diagram was missing a crucial corner. Ren Xiaoyao could sense that this missing corner was connected to him in some way, as if only he could fill in this crucial part, thus unleashing the true power of the Demon Slaying Diagram. Ren Xiaoyao concentrated his mind, trying to fill the missing corner with his sword intent, but each attempt was repelled by a powerful force.
However, just as the final Lightning Tribulation was about to dissipate, a chilling tearing sound suddenly echoed through the sky, as if the fabric of the entire world had been mercilessly ripped apart. From the crack came eerie low groans, and Space Cracks thousand miles long appeared in the heavens. The Demonic Qi seeping from the rift writhed like a living thing, tearing apart space like corroded paper, filling the air with a nauseating stench. Wherever the demonic energy reached, space began to distort and deform, forming countless bizarre vortexes. From these vortexes, enormous tentacles would occasionally emerge, engulfing nearby rocks and trees, instantly crushing them into dust. As the demonic energy spread, black vines began to grow from the ground, frantically devouring all life in their path, leaving only deathly silence in their wake. The Black Vines were covered in sharp thorns, each dripping with black venom that would rapidly corrode any living creature it touched.
Accompanied by a chilling shriek, countless Outer Realm Sky Demon surged forth from the rift. Some resembled giant spiders, their eight long legs covered in barbs, each dripping with green venom. Wherever they went, the earth became barren, the land rapidly cracking into a black desert; where the venom passed, the ground sank, forming enormous pools of poison, emitting a suffocating stench. Others resembled humanoid centipedes, their joints sprouting sharp bone blades that gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light. With each swing, they Sky-Rending Strike, leaving black wounds from which Black Blood seeped, corroding the surrounding environment. Still others transformed into a mass of black... A mournful wail echoed faintly from the black mist. Wherever it went, life was extinguished, all things withered, even stones instantly crumbled into dust and scattered by the wind. From within the Heavenly Demon Army, eerie chants could be heard from time to time, as if cheering for the impending destruction. Some Heavenly Demon even swelled up during their chants, transforming into enormous spheres of flesh, their surfaces splitting open with countless bloody gashes from which crawled countless Lesser Heavenly Demons. As soon as these Lesser Heavenly Demons landed, they began to attack everything around them with frenzied speed, making them impossible to defend against. The attacks of the Lesser Heavenly Demons were imbued with powerful demonic energy, and wherever they struck, the Demonic Qi Erosion the area, turning it into ruins.
The Leading Heavenly Demon slowly emerged from the rift. His body was a hundred feet tall, and his three blood-red vertical pupils emitted an eerie light, their eyes flashing with a desire to destroy everything. The Evil Aura emanating from them made Ren Xiaoyao's Dao Heart tremble slightly. The Heavenly Demon's scales were like cast iron, each scale engraved with twisted Demonic Runes, from Demonic Runes flowed black demonic blood, radiating a suffocating pressure. With a casual wave of his hand, a huge claw mark appeared in space. The space around the Heavenly Demon mark twisted and collapsed, forming a small Black Hole Black Hole that swallowed all the surrounding light. As he spoke, the surrounding demonic energy coalesced into hideous faces, unleashing bursts of maniacal laughter. His laughter was interspersed with the screams of countless devoured beings; these sounds converged into a sonic wave that caused blood to seep from Ren Xiaoyao's seven orifices, and even the Infinite Chaos Sword in his hand trembled slightly. The Heavenly Demon also emanated a powerful spiritual pressure, constantly assaulting Ren Xiaoyao's sea of consciousness, attempting to plunge him into fear and despair. Ren Xiaoyao's sea of consciousness violently trembled under the impact of this spiritual pressure; the unhealed cracks widened again, and the Heart Demon seized the opportunity to attack his Primordial Spirit even more frantically.
"Humble ants, the life force of this continent will become the nourishment for us to reshape the Demon Abyss!" His voice, filled with the screams of countless wronged souls, shook Ren Xiaoyao's eardrums, making him feel his blood churning violently within him, as if his internal organs were about to be shattered by the sound waves, and a metallic taste rising in his throat. But Ren Xiaoyao did not back down. He gripped the Infinite Chaos Sword tightly, the black and white light on its blade surging like a raging tide, his hair moving without wind, and his entire being radiating a sword intent more dazzling than the sun. At this moment, his sword intent perfectly merged with the Infinite Chaos Sword, forming a vast Sword Domain. The Sword Domain repelled all the surrounding demonic energy. At its edge, countless sword shadows automatically formed an array, engaging in a fierce battle with the demonic energy attempting to break through. Each sword shadow, upon dissipating, transformed into a golden light, merging into Ren Xiaoyao's sword intent. Inside the Sword Domain, Ren Xiaoyao could feel his sword intent being constantly honed and enhanced. He knew that only by becoming stronger could he have a chance to defeat the formidable enemy before him. Ren Xiaoyao continuously adjusted his state within the Sword Domain, concentrating his mind to perfectly combine his sword intent with the power of the Infinite Chaos Sword, attempting to find a way to break through the predicament.
His clothes fluttered wildly under the impact of the sword intent, blood seeping from his wounds, but his eyes remained as resolute as iron. "If you want to destroy this continent, you'll have to step over my dead body first!" Before his words even finished, his figure transformed into a streak of light, charging towards the Heavenly Demon Army. Wherever the Infinite Chaos Sword slashed, space was torn open, and demonic energy dissipated, accompanied by a series of crisp explosions. With each swing of his sword, ancient runes appeared on its blade. As the runes shone, nearby Heavenly Demon let out shrill screams, their bodies beginning to dissolve, turning into black smoke. In the battle... In the midst of the battle, Ren Xiaoyao's swordplay grew faster and faster, his sword shadows multiplying seemingly endlessly. However, as the fight continued, he could feel his internal energy rapidly draining away, and the cracks in his sea of consciousness widening. Several wisps of demonic energy even managed to seep into his sea of consciousness through these cracks, attempting to erode his Primordial Spirit. Ren Xiaoyao had to divert some of his energy to resist the erosion of the demonic energy, making the battle even more difficult. Ren Xiaoyao's body was constantly injured in the fight, his blood staining his sword and clothes, but he still stubbornly wielded the Infinite Chaos Sword, engaging in a desperate struggle with the Heavenly Demon.
However, even more Heavenly Demon poured out of the cracks, turning the entire sky black. A world-shaking battle, one that would change the fate of the Tianyan Continent, had begun. The Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth surged wildly, as if cheering on the battle, plunging the entire world into chaos and turmoil. Cultivators from afar rushed to the scene, forming a defensive line to fight against the Outer Realm Sky Demon. Although the City Protection Array of Tianyan City had cracks, it stubbornly resisted the erosion of demonic energy, protecting the city and its inhabitants.