Once Chen Yang had been imbued with this divine power, the Horse-Slaying Saber's greatest advantage no longer worked.
Having lost that numerical advantage, it could no longer resist the power of the Time Erosion Divine Art. As its time abyss turned, the years upon its body began to slip away at a frantic pace.
Crack!
Crack!
Clusters of malevolent power crystals on the Horse-Slaying Saber shattered one after another.
Even more malevolent power failed to gather upon it before dissipating into nothing halfway there.
As if sensing death's approach, the Horse-Slaying Saber began to struggle desperately.
"Save..."
"Save me..."
"Save me!!"
Hoarse, heart-rending roars entered Chen Yang's mind, as though this Divine Path creature's soul were crying out.
Yet Chen Yang remained unmoved, because he could clearly tell that these cries for help did not mean the mad god had regained his sanity.
It was merely mimicking the reactions of cultivators on the brink of death within the Secret Realm, driven by its instinct to survive.
Once a Divine Path creature embarked on the path of a mad god, there was no cure and no way back.
Ten thousand years ago, whenever a mad god descended upon the world, the Divine Court would issue a divine decree.
Upon receiving the order, the western Divine Palace would immediately dispatch gods to suppress and eradicate it, lest they bring even greater calamity upon the world.
Now, ten thousand years had passed in the blink of an eye. The Divine Palaces were shattered, the Divine Court overturned, and the entire Divine Dao had been swallowed by the river of history.
Faced with the calamity of a mad god appearing once more, even mighty great cultivators of the Mystic Insight Realm could only suppress it temporarily, unable to eradicate it completely.
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