Buzz...
Just then, another clear, soaring sword cry rang out across heaven and earth. The countless divine swords circling Ye Lin wilted as though mice had seen a cat.
They circled Ye Lin reluctantly for a while longer before departing one by one.
Ye Lin, meanwhile, looked curiously into the distance.
Though gray mist obscured his view, Ye Lin could still sense that ahead lay an incredibly, incredibly powerful sword.
It carried an unfamiliar sword Dao charm. Just a wisp of that charm had suppressed his own Destruction Sword Dao charm.
"Could that be the supreme artifact?"
Ye Lin's heart stirred, and he immediately continued climbing toward the mountaintop.
The farther he went, the more intense the Dao charm ahead became, and the more fiercely the Dao charm around his body was suppressed. Fine beads of sweat even appeared on Ye Lin's brow.
Yet in the end, Ye Lin reached the summit. There, he saw the supreme artifact: the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor.
Before him stood a small hillock, and beside it was a sword embedded in the ground—a long sword entirely blood-red, its body wreathed in crimson light.
At the very center of the hilt was a glowing red stone. Blood-red ribbons were wrapped around the hilt as well, emanating a towering Blood Baleful aura.
Eight words were engraved upon the blade.
Slay without end; prove the Dao through slaughter.
Those mere eight words made Ye Lin feel an indescribable baleful aura crashing into his face.
At that moment, he saw a silent starry sky. Galaxies had been destroyed, corpses drifted everywhere through the starry sky, and blood formed a great river running through the entire expanse.
Above that river of blood stood a blood-red throne, upon which sat a towering figure.
He merely sat there in