Survive and Witness My Glory

"Ah..." Butterfly Love True Lord screamed in terror as he watched his body being half-swallowed by the Origin-Devouring Beast.

At this moment, she finally experienced an unprecedentedly intense emotion.

Fear!

"Seven Colors, save me!" she cried out to Seven-Colored True Lord, her face filled with terror.

The Origin-Devouring Beast made "swallow" sounds, its face showing a smug look, the joy of having avenged its great enemy.

"Shut up!" Seven-Colored True Lord's face turned ugly. He shouted loudly, deflecting the incoming fist intent, trying to break free and rescue Butterfly Love True Lord.

The Butterfly Love True Lord a man with a profound background and extraordinary origins; he cannot stand by and watch her die.

"Seven Colors, it's a fair fight, so please don't interfere."

How could Ling Xiao let him pass? With a swift movement, his fists moved like dragons, each punch like a resounding bell, bombarding the sky and earth.

Distracted Seven-Colored True Lord was punched several times, his chest pierced through. He let out a muffled groan, his face turning as pale as paper, suffering internal injuries.

"Hateful!"

Seven-Colored True Lord retreated repeatedly, leaping and dancing in the air, a pill flying out and being swallowed.

Instantly, his injuries and depleted vital energy were all replenished.

"Ling Xiao! Butterfly Love True Lord has an extraordinary background. If you let her die here, even if you escape this calamity today, you will surely die one day!"

After recovering from his injuries, Seven-Colored True Lord did not continue to attack. Instead, he began to persuade Ling Xiao, his expression extremely solemn.

"Oh? An extraordinary background?" Ling Xiao frowned. He'd heard that phrase enough. Wan Qianqiu's extraordinary background was one thing, but now another one?

"Heh, could it be that all the beings in your True Realm have extraordinary origins?"

"Is it all about connections when you're in the game?"

Ling Xiao sneered, his eyes revealing deep contempt.

"I'm not making this up. Butterfly Love True Lord has a very powerful background. If you don't want to Destruction, it would be best to release her."

"Otherwise, not only will you die, but I won't escape either."

Seven-Colored True Lord said with a serious expression, and it was clear that he was not joking.

"I see..." Ling Xiao murmured, then suddenly laughed.

"Now that things have come to this, do you think it makes any difference whether you kill her or not?"

He pointed into the distance, where the Origin-Devouring Beast was already approaching Butterfly Love True Lord, its enormous mouth capable of swallowing a sun.

"No! You can't kill me, Ling Xiao, Origin-Devouring Beast! You'll regret it and pay the price if you kill me!"

Even if you regret it, you won't see it anymore.

Ling Xiao snapped his fingers, Origin-Devouring Beast, which had been keeping its mouth open but hadn't yet bitten down, suddenly closed its mouth and swallowed Butterfly Love True Lord whole.

Ling Xiao said he was used to this kind of thing; it was just a case of the older generation getting in trouble after the younger one was beaten.

Behind Butterfly Love True Lord is an awesome father, grandfather, or master, a powerful family, and a prestigious sect.

That's all there is to it.

Regardless, they should be killed; Ling Xiao has no mercy. He's already offended them so badly, how could he just let them go?

One day in the future, will his enemy return with a large army to seek revenge and trample him underfoot?

Ling Xiao understands this all too well.

It is clear to me.

"You..." Seven-Colored True Lord watched helplessly, his raised hand falling limply as if he had let out a sigh of relief.

"Sigh... I shouldn't have done this, I really shouldn't have!"

He murmured wistfully, a complex mix of emotions including regret and annoyance.

"Seven-Colored True Lord, she is dead. What are your plans?"

"I'll give you a chance: stay in the Primordial World and serve me. Anyway, you can forget about going back to the Origin True Realm."

"Two choices: either submit or be devoured by the Origin-Devouring Beast."

Ling Xiao said calmly that he had developed a fondness for Seven-Colored True Lord, after all, he was a supreme expert at the ninth level of the Primordial Taiji Realm.

It would be such a waste to kill them.

After hearing Ling Xiao's words, Seven-Colored True Lord gradually calmed down. "You're right, I can no longer return to the Origin True Realm."

"But I will not submit to you."

"Because you killed Butterfly Love True Lord, you will soon face certain death as well. I will not wait for you to die like a stray dog!"

The colorful voice grew louder and louder, until it sounded like a morning bell and evening drum, filled with a surging murderous aura.

"Are you so convinced that I will die?" Ling Xiao coldly shouted.

"Yes, definitely!"

The Seven-Colored True Lord firmly believed it without a trace of doubt.

"Are you truly unwilling to submit to me? Perhaps I can survive and even fight my way to the Origin True Realm."

"Don't you want to survive and witness the glory of the original self?"

Ling Xiao spoke with unparalleled arrogance and grandeur, but in the eyes of the Seven-Colored True Lord, this was nothing short of a fool's dream and a pipe dream.

He laughed disdainfully, and as his laughter faded, a longsword radiating the primordial energy of all things flew out.

In an instant, a vast, majestic, and weighty aura, as thick as the earth itself, emanated from the sky.

"Cut!"

The Seven-Colored True Lord coldly uttered a single word, his soaring sword intent tearing through space and time, exuding a terrifying aura of withering all things and the annihilation of all living beings.

The longsword radiated the brilliance of creation, transcending the laws of time and space, and slashed towards the Ling Xiao.

Each move was ruthless and deadly, severing all life; time and Fate were affected, as if Ling Xiao needed to be reborn.

"Stubborn to the end!" Ling Xiao snorted coldly, his killing intent rising. The Eternal Bell floated outside his body, Eternal present and unchanging through the ages.

Clank...

A series of metallic clangs rang out, and divine light and sparks flew everywhere.

The Eternal Bell left countless traces of the Great Dao on its exterior, yet it could not kill Ling Xiao's true form or cause any substantial damage.

The Eternal Bell combined with the Truth Divine Dynasty Immortal Heavenly Art made his defensive capabilities reach an unbelievable level.

Perhaps only the relentless passage of time could leave some traces of age on his body.

Knock knock...

Ling Xiao raised his hand to retaliate, not daring to be careless, after all, his opponent was a great master of the ninth level of Primordial Taiji.

The Seven-Colored True Lord wielded his divine sword like the wind, a flash of light, and suddenly thrust it forward.

The terrifying sword light of the Mother Sword of All Things condensed into a single point, compressing all killing intent, piercing through the defense of the Eternal Bell, breaking the rules, and stabbing towards Ling Xiao's brow.

This was a long-brewing murderous intent. Under a series of attacks, the Seven-Colored True Lord deliberately feigned weakness and launched a surprise attack.

At the critical moment, the Mythic Ancient Mirror appeared silently in front of Ling Xiao. The sword light touched the mirror surface and was reflected back, piercing to the side.

At that moment, the Origin-Devouring Beast pounced, opening its terrifying maw and biting down with a whooshing sound.

Ling Xiao also joined the attack, pressing forward, and the two masters launched a combined assault.

The Seven-Colored True Lord was enraged and attacked with all his might, but with the Origin-Devouring Beast's assistance, he was no match for the man and the beast.

Even if forced to the very end, self-destruction is not an option; self-destructing in front of the Origin-Devouring Beast would be tantamount to surrendering and dying in vain.

In the end, with the combined efforts of Ling Xiao and the Origin-Devouring Beast, the Seven-Colored True Lord met his end, being forcefully blasted apart and transformed into a seven-colored rainbow bridge, reflected between heaven and earth.

At this moment, all the remaining powerful beings of the True Realm were stunned.