A seven-colored sword light ripped open the Chaos Rift, and Ren Xiaoyao's figure plummeted like a meteor into the East Sea above the Tianyan Continent. The sea breeze, carrying a heavy stench of blood, swept over him. The once vast blue sea was now covered with severed limbs and remains, the dark red water thick and viscous like blood, gleaming eerily in the setting sun. Several seabirds flapped their black-feathered wings, circling low and emitting heart-wrenching cries, half a cultivator's robe still clinging to their claws—the remaining Defense Runes on the fabric were being slowly corroded into dust by demonic energy.
His gaze swept across the landscape below like lightning, the coastline now a battlefield of Asura. Human Race cultivators, their backs pressed against the broken defensive array, swayed precariously amidst the horde of Heavenly Demon, their bloodied figures battling fiercely. Some Heavenly Demon possessed bat wings; the Ink Green Venom dripping from their fingertips would rise in puffs of white smoke upon touching the rocks, which would quickly turn into black pus. Others had bodies as Heavenly Demon as iron towers, their skin writhing with twisted Demonic Runes; each punch they threw cracked the earth, shattering the array's light like Glazed Ice beneath the force of their blows. Still others transformed into black mist, silently seeping into the cultivators' consciousness, instantly blurring the vision of even the strongest, turning them into Walking Corpse. An old cultivator, leaning on a broken magic sword, his chest pierced, still used his last bit of spiritual power to detonate his dantian, perishing together with the charging Heavenly Demon. The explosion briefly illuminated the sea, but was quickly swallowed by even more demonic energy.
"Stop!" Ren Xiaoyao's voice suddenly rang out, devoid of any emotion, yet containing the Daoist essence of the Beginning of Chaos. This low shout, like the morning bell and evening drum, pierced through the roars and thunder of the battlefield, causing all the Heavenly Demon to freeze in their tracks. With a casual swing of his Inheritance Long Sword, a Sword Qi carrying five colors of light—blue, red, yellow, white, and black—ripped through the sea, like a fissure splitting the World Creation. Wherever the Sword Qi passed, the Heavenly Demon either disintegrated into ashes or were imprisoned by the Five Elements Laws, their bodies bearing ancient Dao Patterns, annihilated inch by inch under the Power of Principle, unable even to utter a wail.
The surviving cultivators looked up in astonishment at the figure surrounded by Chaos Halo —he was dressed in pristine white, his hair shimmering with the five elements of spiritual light, his eyes reflecting the heavens and earth like stars. It was none other than Ren Xiaoyao, the legendary cultivator who had entered the Chaos Blessed Land for cultivation. A young cultivator with a severed left arm trembled as he raised his magical Law Treasure, his voice hoarse. "Ren... Senior Brother Ren? Is it really you?" As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding cultivators were first bewildered, then erupted in shouts of wild joy. Many knelt on the ground in excitement, tears mingling with blood streaming down their faces. "We are saved! The Chaos Dao Venerable... he has returned!"
Before the cheers could subside, the sky suddenly darkened like ink. An unimaginable, terrifying pressure descended, as if the entire world had been crushed by a colossal boulder. The seawater ceased its flow, the blood droplets suspended in mid-air solidified into Ice Crystals, and even the burning demonic flames stopped leaping. Ren Xiaoyao looked up sharply and saw that the once clear sky was now covered by towering Demonic Clouds, with purplish-black lightning bolts churning within them. Each bolt of lightning left a bottomless corrosive trench on the sea surface, and the seawater, upon contact with the lightning, vaporized into a poisonous mist.
"Hehehe..." A deep, hoarse voice echoed from the Demonic Clouds, carrying a grating, metallic quality. "To be able to refine such pure Chaos Dao Charm amidst the Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation, little fellow, you've certainly given me a pleasant surprise." The voice seemed to emanate from the Nine Netherworlds Yellow Springs, each word transforming into an invisible thorn, piercing the souls of the cultivators below with excruciating pain. Many immediately bled from their mouths and noses, collapsing to their knees. "What a pity, your aura, like a lighthouse in Primordial Chaos, foolishly exposed yourself—"
Before the words were even finished, a gigantic black hand, obscuring the Demonic Clouds. Black Demonic Flame dripping from its fingertips crashed into the sea like meteors, erupting into a thousand-foot-long cloud of poisonous smoke upon contact with the water. Even before the giant hand reached it, the seawater below was already compressed into a bottomless whirlpool by the terrifying force. The seawater surged upwards, forming a black waterspout that pierced the heavens and earth, carrying an all-consuming power as it hurtled towards Ren Xiaoyao. Ren Xiaoyao's pupils constricted sharply. He could feel the Destruction Laws contained within this palm strike, even more powerful than the world -World-Ending Divine Thunder of the Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation. The palm wind even carried the wailing of Shattered Worlds.
"Well done!" Ren Xiaoyao roared, and the seven-colored divine dragon in his dantian suddenly roared, its body wrapped with billions of Dao patterns as it soared into the sky, transforming into a stream of light that merged into the inherited longsword. In an instant, the longsword burst forth with brilliant divine light—the Pangu creation totem on the blade was lifelike, and chaotic energy flowed through the cracks in the axe blade; the spacetime dragon pattern on the hilt vibrated violently, and the light bands of the past and future intertwined into a ring; the five elemental spirit pearls on the hilt each emitted divine light, the green light like the branching of Yi wood, the red light like the burning fire of Li fire, the yellow light like the earth suppressing the mountain, the white light like the breaking of Geng metal, and the black light like the nourishing of Ren water. The five-colored divine light intertwined to form a miniature Tai Chi array, meeting the black giant hand.
"Bang--!"
A deafening roar erupted, as if the entire world was about to collapse! The sound was deafening, like the end of the world, making everyone's heart tremble.
The impact of this deafening roar was even more astonishing; the entire crust of the Tianyan Continent began to tremble violently. The earth seemed to be shaken violently by an invisible giant hand; mountains teetered on the brink of collapse, rivers surged, houses teetered on the verge of falling, and people fled in terror, creating a scene of utter chaos. The instant the black giant hand collided with the five-colored light shield, space shattered like glass, countless Primordial Chaos cracks overflowing with vast currents of energy that clashed wildly with the Black Demonic Qi, forming visible turbulent Energy Turbulence. Ren Xiaoyao felt an overwhelming force surge towards him; his arm instantly went numb, and as his blood surged, he staggered back dozens of steps, each step leaving Dao Patterns in the void. The black giant hand was also jolted into a half-breath pause, the demonic flames at its fingertips dimming, revealing twisted Demonic Runes below—the outlines of countless agonizing, struggling human faces.
"Interesting." The voice from within the Demonic Clouds carried surprise, then transformed into intense killing intent. "It seems I must get serious." The Demonic Clouds surged violently, like boiling ink, and an indescribably terrifying figure slowly emerged—his body was pieced together from countless shattered World Fragments, each fragment bearing the desperate face of a dying being. Some fragments still oozed burning magma, while others were frozen by howling winds; his head was a bottomless Black Hole from which emanated the wails of countless wronged souls, the sound waves rippling through space; his limbs were composed of pure demonic energy, each swing tearing through space and time, revealing the Primordial Chaos Void behind him. His eyes were two stars burning with Black Demonic Flame, and when his gaze swept over Ren Xiaoyao, even the Chaos Dao Charm within him rippled.
"The Lord of the Outer Realm Sky Demon... Agares!" Ren Xiaoyao uttered the name in a deep voice, and fragments of memories from the remnant soul of the First Generation Sword Master surged forth wildly—legend has it that this ancient evil existed before the Primordial Chaos was created. It feeds on the origin of the world and is the destroyer of all Principle, with countless High Antiquity civilizations perishing under its claws. Now, seeing it with his own eyes, Ren Xiaoyao finally understood why the ancient texts called it "the nightmare of the world." The tremor that originated from the depths of his soul was far more terrifying than the Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation.
"Remembering my name is your honor, little fellow." Agares ' voice hissed like a thousand venomous snakes, and a terrifying suction force suddenly erupted from his Black Hole- like mouth, frantically pulling at the Spiritual Qi and demonic energy of the entire world, even space itself. Ren Xiaoyao felt as if his body was sinking into a quagmire, every inch of his skin being dragged by Invisible Power, even his thoughts becoming sluggish. He clearly saw that the distant mountains were being twisted, collapsed, and turned into dust by this suction force, being sucked into the Black Hole. "Your Chaos Dao Charm will be the best nourishment for me to break through to the final realm. After I devour you, this Tianyan Continent, and even the Three Thousand Worlds, will become my pasture!"
"Wishful thinking!" Ren Xiaoyao roared, and the Chaos Dao Seed within his dantian erupted with boundless light. The Seven-Colored Divine Dragon reappeared, its body spinning rapidly to form a massive Chaos Vortex. Its Dragon Head roared, spewing forth Primordial Violet Qi, directly confronting Agares's devouring power. At the same time, he gripped the Inheritance Long Sword tightly with both hands, pouring all the Five Elements Laws, Chaos Dao Charm, and the Time-Space Power into it. The longsword emitted a sword Sword Hum that shook the universe, and the Totems on its blade—Pangu Pangu's Sky-Opening the world, Nuwa's Sky-Mending, and Fuxi's Bagua Divination— lit up in turn, finally merging into a dazzling sword light containing the power to World Creation.
" All Laws Return to One, the Sword Settles Heaven and Earth and earth!"
A sword light soared into the sky, like a bridge piercing the heavens and earth, tearing apart the Demonic Clouds and dispelling the darkness. Wherever the sword light passed, space was purified into the purest Chaos Current, and the Black Demonic Qi melted away like ice and snow meeting the sun, revealing the azure sky and twinkling stars above. For the first time, a look of solemnity flashed in Agares' eyes. He could feel the Creation Laws contained in this sword strike, enough to threaten the Devouring Origin upon which he depended for survival. The mouth of the Black Hole suddenly contracted, spewing out a Demonic Light Pillars that was condensed with endless Power of Destruction. The surface of the pillar was wrapped with purplish-black world-destroying divine runes, which collided with the sword light with a deafening roar.
"Boom--!!!"
The explosive Energy Storm swept across the entire Tianyan Continent, countless Space Cracks spreading into a network. Primordial Chaos and demonic energy collided wildly within the rifts, forming numerous Miniature Black Hole and annihilation zones. Ren Xiaoyao was struck as if by a heavy blow, blasted hundreds of miles away, crashing into several Floating Immortal Mountain. The blood spilling from the corner of his mouth condensed into crimson Dao Patterns in the air, and the Chaos Dao Charm within his body became chaotic and disordered, even the phantom of the Seven-Colored Divine Dragon dimmed. Agares ' figure also swayed violently in the sword light, his body, composed of World Fragments, shattered into several pieces, and a violent fluctuation came from the mouth of the Black Hole, the pillar of Demonic Light Pillars that was spewing out even broke.
"Good! What a Chaos Dao Charm!" Agares ' voice was filled with morbid excitement. "You're the first to injure me! So... the game begins!" Before he finished speaking, his figure transformed into a streak of black light, breaking through spatial limitations and instantly appearing in front of Ren Xiaoyao. A giant fist made of demonic energy, carrying the power to tear apart space and time, hurtled towards Ren Xiaoyao's face with a hissing sound of space shattering. Even before the fist arrived, spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the surrounding space, and the Time Flow Rate slowed down under the force of the punch.
Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, suppressing his surging blood and qi, a resolute light flashing in his eyes. He knew that facing this Ancient Evil from the beginning of Primordial Chaos, any reservation meant destruction. He gripped the Inheritance Long Sword tightly, and the blade once again erupted with countless sword lights. The Five Elements Laws flowed along the blade, the Chaos Dao Charm surged along the Sword Spine, and the Time-Space Power condensed at the hilt, transforming the entire sword into a bridge connecting the Heaven and Earth Laws. He met Agares's giant fist head-on, the tip of his sword pointing directly at the center of the fist—this battle was not only for the Tianyan Continent, but also for the survival of all living beings.
On the sea, the surviving cultivators gazed up at the two figures clashing fiercely in the sky—one a dazzling sword light imbued with Primordial Chaos and the five elements, the other a pitch-black demonic shadow shrouded in destruction and devouring. Each clash of theirs altered the very fabric of the heavens and earth, each burst of energy trembled the continent. The cultivators gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with both fear of the Lord of Heavenly Demons and hope for Ren Xiaoyao. They knew that the outcome of this decisive battle would determine whether the future of the Tianyan Continent would return to light or plunge into eternal darkness. And at this moment, the swordsman who had returned from Primordial Chaos was single-handedly confronting this world-destroying calamity.
Chapter Nine: Primordial Chaos Returns, the Devil Master Descends (Continued)
Agares's demonic fist tore through space and time. Before the fist even arrived, Ren Xiaoyao felt a stinging pain on his skin, as if it were being cut by an invisible sharp weapon. He no longer hesitated, Inheritance Long Sword suddenly erupted with thousands of sword shadows, each containing different profound Principle: the golden sword was like Geng Metal breaking through boundaries, its blade gleaming with an indestructible cold light; the wooden sword was like Yi Wood giving birth to spring, its Sword Flower blooming and spiritual vines growing wildly; the water sword was like Vast Ocean Flow, its sword waves revealing the phantoms of the Four Seas Dragon Kings; the fire sword was like Karmic Fire Burns the Heavens, its sword flames displaying Primordial Chaos purplish-black color; the earth sword was like a mountain suppressing the world, its sword aura as solid as Pangu's Giant Axe. The five sword shadows intertwined into a net, colliding with the demonic fist with a thunderous crash.
"Click--"
Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted, as if the entire space itself had been torn apart. The sound was like a barrage of popping beans, continuous and deafening.
Ren Xiaoyao's heart tightened suddenly. He immediately felt an overwhelming force sweeping towards him like a surging wave. This force was so immense that his body trembled involuntarily.
He gripped his longsword tightly, trying to withstand the impact of the force, but he soon realized that his efforts were in vain. The force, like a tidal wave, easily broke through his defenses and rushed straight towards his arm.
In an instant, Ren Xiaoyao felt as if the meridians in his arm had been suddenly stretched open by an enormous pressure, causing excruciating pain. His meridians bulged instantly under the impact of this force, as if they were about to burst.
Immediately afterwards, a stream of scalding heat gushed from his arm—his blood. The blood flowed down the sword, quickly condensing into crimson Dao Patterns in the void, as if telling of the immense pain he had endured.
Instead of retreating, he advanced, and the Seven-Colored Divine Dragon in his dantian roared, its body suddenly expanding several times its original size. The Dao Patterns of the Chaos Sword Scripture on its scales lit up, transforming into a stream of light that flowed into the sword. In an instant, the longsword transformed into the phantom of the Chaos Sky-Opening Axe, and a vast stream of energy surged from the cracks on the axe blade Pangu's Sky-Opening, meeting Agares's demonic fist head-on.
" The Chaos Heaven-Splitting!" With this roar, a gigantic axe shadow streaked across the sky like lightning, cleaving fiercely into the Primordial Chaos void.
In an instant, a deafening roar resounded throughout the world, as if the entire world was about to be torn apart by this axe. Wherever the axe's shadow passed, the seawater seemed to be squeezed by an Invisible Power, rapidly retreating and forming a water wall thousands of feet high.
As the tide receded, the rock bed that had been hidden on the seabed was finally revealed. The rock bed was as black as ink, like a huge black gemstone, lying quietly on the seabed. However, what was surprising was that the rock bed was covered with dense patterns and symbols. These patterns and symbols were obviously not formed naturally, but were carefully carved.
A closer look at these patterns and symbols reveals that they depict a scene of Ancient Times God-Demon War. In the scene, Gods and Devils, wielding Giant Axe or magic wands, engage in a breathtaking battle. Their figures are lifelike on the rock bed, as if they could leap out at any moment. Agares's demonic fist crumbles inch by inch under the shadow of the axe, and the demonic energy recedes like a tide, revealing his forearm made of World Fragments —several fragments disintegrate in the Chaos Current, and the vengeful spirits they release are purified into pure Spiritual Qi by the sword light before they can take shape, drifting down to the dying cultivator below.
"Interesting, it actually managed to damage a fragment of my true form." Agares ' voice carried a hint of annoyance, his Black Hole -like eyes suddenly contracting. "Then I'll show you my true power— Myriad Demons Devour the World!"
Before he finished speaking, the myriad World Fragments surrounding him suddenly detached from his body, transforming into countless black Demonic Butterflies fluttering in the sky. Each Demonic Butterflies's wings were branded with a face of agony, and with each flap of its wings, it emitted a demonic mist that corroded the soul. The swarm of Demonic Butterflies surged towards Ren Xiaoyao like a tide, gnawing countless holes in the space they passed through, and disrupting the Time Flow Rate. Ren Xiaoyao even saw his sword shadow sometimes aged and sometimes young in the demonic mist, as if the Timeline had been forcibly distorted.
" The Five Elements Unite, Chaos as Shield!" Ren Xiaoyao shouted, his hands forming a seal. The Five Elements Spirit Pearls flew out from the sword's edge, hovering and rotating around him, forming a Five Elements Shield. The green pearl transformed into a wall of Yi Wood, blocking the Demonic Butterflies' attack; the red pearl transformed into Li Fire, burning away the demonic mist; the yellow pearl transformed into a barrier of Thick Earth, suppressing the demonic energy; the white pearl transformed into Geng Metal, cutting through the Demonic Butterflies; and the black pearl transformed into Ren Water, purifying the demonic poison. The five-colored light shield intertwined to form Chaos Tai Chi Symbol, with the Yin-Yang Fish Eyes in the diagram breathing in and out the Chaos Power, keeping the swarm of Demonic Butterflies three feet away.
But Agares ' attack was far from over. He opened the maw of the Black Hole and inhaled sharply, drawing in all the demonic energy, remnants of Heavenly Demon demon souls, and even the blood of cultivators from the sea below, condensing it into a pitch-black Demonic Core. The Demonic Core's surface was entwined with purplish-black world-destroying runes, each Dao God emanating the Curse of countless lives, each telling of the despair of world destruction. "Go!" Agares pointed a finger, and the Demonic Core shot towards the Five Elements Shield like a meteor, obliterating space in its wake, leaving behind a trail of darkness.
Ren Xiaoyao's expression was solemn. He could feel the Power of Destruction contained within the Demonic Core, enough to reduce the entire Tianyan Continent to Void. He took a deep breath, summoned back the Five Elements Spirit Pearls, gripped the Inheritance Long Sword tightly with both hands, and poured the last trace of Chaos Dao Charm and Five Elements Power within his body into the sword. The longsword emitted its final mournful cry, and the Creation Totems on its blade shattered completely, turning into specks of spiritual light that merged into the sword's light. " The Sword Exists, So Does the Person, I am here; though the sword is destroyed, the Dao remains— Myriad Laws Annihilation!"
A sword light imbued with the Path of Annihilation soared into the sky. The sword light was no longer a dazzling color, but a pure, Void color, seemingly capable of devouring all light and Principle. The instant the sword light collided with the Demonic Core, there was no earth-shattering explosion, only an eerie silence—space, time, Principle, and energy all Void in this collision. Ren Xiaoyao felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, his consciousness seemingly swept into the source of Primordial Chaos, his body feeling as if pierced by thousands of steel needles, every inch of his skin, every meridian, every wisp of his soul enduring the agony of destruction.
After an unknown amount of time, the silence was shattered by a deafening roar. Ren Xiaoyao abruptly opened his eyes and saw that Agares's figure had become illusory, his body, composed of World Fragments, was disintegrating in large chunks. Cracks had appeared at the mouth of the Black Hole, from which no longer demonic energy overflowed, but rather a thin stream of Chaos Current. As for himself, he was covered in wounds, his white robes stained with blood, and his Inheritance Long Sword was broken into pieces, with only half of the hilt remaining in his hand.
"You... are very good..." Agares's voice was filled with resentment and venom. "I will remember you, Chaos Sword Master ... Once I recover my power in the Depths of Chaos, I will descend again and devour everything you have!" After saying that, his figure turned into a black light, Sky-Rending Strike, and disappeared into the depths of Primordial Chaos.
The sky, which had been shrouded in Demonic Clouds, was gradually brightening. It was as if an invisible hand had torn a hole in the thick clouds, and sunlight poured down through the gap, shining directly onto the sea surface of the Tianyan Continent.
The originally dark red seawater, under the sunlight, seemed to be enchanted, beginning to shimmer with golden light. These lights danced with the rise and fall of the waves, like countless tiny gems tumbling on the surface, making the entire sea sparkle and shimmer, a breathtaking sight. Ren Xiaoyao, gripping half of the sword hilt, swayed, nearly falling. The cultivators below erupted in deafening cheers. They knew they had won; although at a heavy price, the Tianyan Continent had been saved.
Ren Xiaoyao looked westward, to the place where he was born and where his master rested. He whispered, "Master, can you see? Your disciple has not failed your expectations, nor has he failed the legacy of the First Generation Sword Master." With that, he flickered and flew towards the Western Ox Continent. He knew that although the war had temporarily ended, the reconstruction of the Tianyan Continent had only just begun, and he, as the Chaos Sword Master, still bore a heavy burden.
On the sea, the surviving cultivators watched Ren Xiaoyao's departing figure, their eyes filled with awe and gratitude. They knew that from this day forward, the legend of the Chaos Sword Master would spread widely across the Tianyan Continent, becoming an inextinguishable beacon in the hearts of all living beings.