The gods cast into Land of Exile were undoubtedly the most tenacious beings, as they refused to compromise with any new power and were thus forced to choose Land of Exile during the process.
The new forces also suffered heavy losses after the battle, and they did not have the powerful means to completely annihilate them in a short period of time. They could only throw them into the barren world and let them fend for themselves in a completely closed world.
Meanwhile, the gods in the Land of Exile began to build cities, attempting to restore the original order to this world, but this became extremely difficult due to their conflict with the Mist Beast.
Fortunately, they had faith, and under the heavy weight of divine might, they built the most profound thing: civilization. In the relentless passage of time, they preserved the most precious thing: fire.
Of course, the new forces did not forget them. After the gods entered the Land of Exile, they sent immortals to guard it. There was an immortal from beyond the heavens in the Land of Exile.
He reigned supreme, like Creator in Land of Exile, existing independently in a place devoid of the Reincarnation Temple of Heavenly Dao laws. His immense power commanded the submission of countless beings, who called the immortal who guarded this Land of Exile:
Heaven Patroler!
This is an affirmation of the gods' power, but the existence of the Heaven Patroler also poses a threat to everyone.
A new war has begun in the Land of Exile. The powerful Heaven Patroler are a calamity for the gods whose power has declined, but the gods who have not compromised even in the midst of the catastrophe will not yield to the Heaven Patroler!
Xu Long was somewhat intrigued by this scene, wondering to himself: An immortal? Heaven Patroler? Could this be a match for the Ancestral Spirit?
With that thought in mind, he skipped ahead and searched for the Heaven Patroler's traces in the latter half of the middle-aged cultivator's memories.
Years of war have caused the fall of many gods, and in the Land of Exile, another force has risen to power: the Mist Beast, which grow by parasitizing the corpses of gods!
The powerful Heaven Patroler, however, were not afraid of the Mist Beast ' innate supernatural abilities. In several large-scale wars waged by the Mist Beast against the cultivators, the gods had no choice but to intervene.
When the gods and powerful beings were dealing with the strong among the Mist Beast, the figures of the Heaven Patroler also appeared among the Mist Beast!
The earth was covered with blue scales, and the blazing sunlight in the sky suddenly dimmed. When countless Mist Beast gathered, it was as if a thick green cloud covered the sky, or as if a thick layer of green lichen had been laid on the ground.
But in the eyes of the cultivators, the thick clouds and the green lichen were a nightmare for countless people.
The swarms of blue pythons, led by several Human Python, roamed the area outside Blackwater City. When these Human Python appeared, the cultivators in Blackwater City couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
In numerous battles, the Human Python displayed formidable strength that inspired fear. Now, they were densely intertwined, layer upon layer, completely surrounding Blackwater City. Countless snake tongues flicked out, filling the air with a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.
The war between cultivators and Mist Beast broke out again outside Blackwater City. For Blackwater City, which possessed an energy core, the Mist Beast ' innate supernatural power, Eternity Ice Mist, was not very effective.
The energy core is the masterpiece of several ancient gods, a treasure containing an entire world. It suddenly made the city a unified entity, forming its own distinct faction within the Land of Exile.
So when the various Mist Beast began to unleash their innate supernatural abilities, the cultivators in Blackwater City all showed signs of tension. However, with the energy core protecting them, they thought to themselves:
Once this thick fog clears, that will be our time to strike back!
However, the city lord of Blackwater City did not think so. During this war launched by the Mist Beast, he sensed something unusual. Hidden within the Mist Beast clan was an extremely powerful aura!
The Blackwater City Lord's guess was quickly confirmed. A straight passage suddenly opened up amidst the towering blue mist, and a figure slowly emerged from it.
He seemed to suddenly disregard the Eternity Ice Mist surrounding him. He stared coldly ahead, seemingly indifferent to the Blackwater City beneath his feet, but his figure gradually approached the city in the sky.
Upon closer inspection, the figure appeared to be about fifty years old, wearing a Buddhist crown with a gold hairpin inserted into his hair bun, and his black hair was neatly coiled up at the back.
Although he was fifty years old, his skin was very delicate, but there were two deep nasolabial folds on his face. His eyes shone with a bright light but had no emotion, and his expression was cold and aloof, appearing somewhat stiff.
When he arrived alone above the city, he was wearing a moon-shine brocade robe with two golden collars tattooed on the wide cuffs, as if True Dragon were coiled on them.
Three golden arrow ornaments hung from the hem of the garment, as if they held the weight of a thousand mountains and rivers.
Two golden tassels flutter on each side of her waist, seemingly taken from shooting stars streaking across the Milky Way.
Behind it was a sword with a bronze hilt, and a black scabbard was tied to its back. The bronze sword did not exude any sharpness in the scabbard, and it seemed to be just an ordinary piece of iron.
The figure was dressed in very fine clothes. When he appeared, he truly exuded an ethereal aura and carried an invisible pressure that seemed to descend upon the world like the power of Creator.
The cultivators in the city below fell silent upon seeing the figure appear. Under the oppressive aura from the sky, the vast city was eerily quiet.
Although the figure was terrifyingly imposing, the moon-colored brocade robe exuded an ancient charm. The gold trim on it already showed signs of decay, the flowing lines had lost their spirit, and the golden arrow ornaments only conveyed a sense of heaviness.
Eyes that were once bright and sparkling will lose their luster, the once majestic and powerful aura will diminish, the once sincere and ardent face will become numb, and the power that was once hidden within the body as vast as the sea and mountains will be worn away.
The passage of time will dim the once immortal robes, and the dust of history will settle on the immortals.
The tribulations suffered by the ancient gods will also be experienced by immortals. Time is fair to everyone, and history records everyone.
When he appeared with a stiff body and a numb expression, he looked as if he had stepped out of an ancient mural, with a coldness in his expression and a sense of decay in his aura.
Even immortals who can pluck stars from the sky and seize the moon will become numb with the passage of time in Land of Exile; even gods who tread on the Milky Way will eventually become the past in the long river of history.
He came from ancient legends, carrying the mission and task of patrolling the heavens. In this Land of Exile, he used his life to fulfill the belief that had guided him throughout his life.
He is an immortal being of one world, the guardian of the Land of Exile, the mortal enemy of the ancient gods, and the nightmare of cultivators.
He had fought countless battles and achieved countless glories. He did not seek to be remembered, but only to be feared.
His life was destined to end in Land of Exile, but the radiance he emitted before his end would surely envelop everyone in the Land of Exile!
An ancient immortal, Heaven Patroler of the Land of Exile!
The moment the Heaven Patroler appeared, the Blackwater City Lord's heart stopped. He was a god who had experienced calamities and had dealt with the Heaven Patroler countless times in past battles. He knew clearly the power the Skywatcher possessed.
Having once fought the gods in Land of Exile without being defeated, and risked his life to seal away an ancient god forever, the figure now hovering in the sky has already shaken the Blackwater City Lord to his core before he has even made a move:
Calamity is coming for Blackwater City!
As his heart trembled, he couldn't help but activate the energy core within his body, the true center of Blackwater City.
He slowly walked out of the city and came to the central area of the city, at the junction of the inner and outer city, where he could clearly feel the state of the entire city.
The Heaven Patroler above always kept his eyes fixed ahead, completely disregarding the city of cultivators below. His noble status and aloof personality did not allow him to look down at a city.
Even if there were so-called fortified City Heart to defend against him, nothing remained in his cold gaze.
Clang!
Just as the oppressive feeling emanating from everyone reached a critical point, a chilling sword cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
A cold glint flashed across the sky, and the Blackwater City Lord in the center of the city trembled. The cultivators felt as if something was about to fall from the sky, but when they looked up, they saw nothing.
Meanwhile, the Sky Heaven Patroler in the air remained motionless, and the bronze sword on his back had somehow been drawn. As the sword soared through the air, a powerful aura suddenly gathered in the Land of Exile.
Then, the Heaven Patroler casually moved his mind, and an energy instantly gathered on the sword. He then poured his own Power of Laws into the sword.
The sword that had been soaring through the air suddenly stopped, and then gathered in the air with all the laws and energy of the Heaven Patroler.
The blazing sun beneath the sky suddenly dimmed, and the sounds of wind and thunder echoed beyond the heavens, while a shooting star streaked across the Milky Way.
The seemingly ordinary bronze sword, under the casual activation of the little Heaven Patroler, instantly formed a world-destroying energy on it.
Then, the sword, carrying earth-shattering energy, soared through the air and slashed straight down at Blackwater City!
As the sword slashed down, the energy that had gathered in the air instantly transformed into a massive sword aura. This sword aura appeared to fall slowly, but in reality, it was extremely fast.
After the massive sword energy was formed, the sword in the air suddenly rose up, bursting forth with a sharp light between heaven and earth, and then went straight towards the Heaven Patroler.
With a resounding clang, a cold glint vanished from the heavens and earth in an instant, but a chilling glint rose in the hearts of all the cultivators.
The bronze sword, which had been drawn for only a breath, was now sheathed again, as if the vast city below was not enough for it to truly fight!
Meanwhile, the Blackwater City Lord below was extremely nervous. The Heaven Patroler's personal intervention today meant he was determined to destroy Blackwater City.
He stood in the center of the city, gazing at the enormous sword aura in the sky. The Heaven Patroler, still hovering in the air, hadn't gone far. He stared coldly ahead, as if there was something moving him beyond the boundless earth.
He showed no pity for the Blackwater City cultivators who were about to die under his sword energy; he was as aloof as Creator.
He unleashed this Heaven-Slaying One Sword at will; being high above, he didn't care about anyone's life. In his eyes, all the riots and resistance of the cultivators were nothing more than the last struggle of ants.
He is the supreme deity in this world, an immortal being who will never perish, and the Heaven Patroler of this world!
As the Blackwater City Lord sensed the ever-approaching power above him, he rapidly activated the city's energy core within his body. This energy core was created to enable the city to powerfully resist the Mist Beast.
But now, in addition to the Mist Beast, the Heaven Patroler are also enemies. Looking at this terrifying Heaven-Slaying One Sword, they are beings a hundred times more terrifying than the Mist Beast.
The Blackwater City, once built by the gods and standing on the earth for countless years, will have its fate completely rewritten with the appearance of the Heaven Patroler above it today.
While everyone else was filled with fear and unease, only the Blackwater City Lord remained calm and composed.
Having endured countless years of struggle and resistance, and witnessed countless conspiracies and betrayals, he had grown weary of war, but his desire to preserve the flame of civilization never faded.
After the ancient gods were either annihilated or sealed by the Heaven Patroler, the surviving Blackwater City was perhaps something they had to eliminate. In the eyes of the new forces, they could not tolerate even a grain of sand that might pose a threat.
The civilizations that once appeared in the Land of Exile may have been fleeting.
The flame that once shone in the Land of Exile may be the light of yesterday.
The songs that were once sung in the Land of Exile were perhaps laments and dirges.
Under the Heaven Patroler's onslaught, everything will be buried by sword energy.
Those immortal civilizations that once took root in the wild lands, those invincible spirits that once thrived in barren lands, those timeless traditions that once endured Extremis —all of these will be carried into history by time.
As the energy core was activated within the city, the massive city seemed to gain self-awareness, and a boundless energy instantly permeated the entire city.
The energy core contains the rules and consciousness of an entire world, which makes Blackwater City a unified whole, exuding a majestic aura of freedom and unrestrained power.
Within that energy core reside earth-shattering deities, immortals whose eyes never close, the rules governing its operation, and the laws of inheritance.
The Blackwater City Lord's body was incredibly imposing at this moment. He had sword energy above his head, stood on the city, and his robes fluttered without wind. He raised his head and looked up at the Heaven Patroler above him.
His resolve had long since cooled after countless years of struggle, but today he once again raised his head to face the enemy in his heart.
Today may be the final battle, a battle between the Blackwater City cultivators and the Mist Beast, a battle between the ancient gods of the old forces and the Heaven Patroler, a battle that will rewrite the history of the Land of Exile!
Perhaps civilization will regress, perhaps the spark of civilization will be extinguished, perhaps barbarism will spread, but we have no choice, and neither do the cultivators under the immense sword energy.