Since Ancient Times, Evil Never Triumphs Over Good—Absolute Suppressive Power
Since Ancient Times, Evil Never Triumphs Over Good—Absolute Suppressive Power
Hong long long—
The sky was crushed beneath them. Above the heavens of the Ancient Arcane Ruins, numerous Ancient Battleships hovered in the air.
Each one was like a terrifying continent, wreathed in dense fog that blotted out everything.
Massive numbers of riders, mounted on ferocious beasts and wielding heavenly blades, Heavenly Daggers, and other weapons, charged forth with bone-chilling cold.
Their killing intent billowed like a tide, like a host of blood-soaked iron cavalry from the depths of hell, reaping all life in their path.
“Are these Otherworldly Sky Demons planning to kill every last one of us?”
Around the Ancient Arcane Ruins, the many Cultivators and living beings who had rushed over from the Thirteen States of the Profound Sword World turned pale, their faces filled with terror.
For many of the young people, this was the first time they had witnessed the true faces of these so-called Otherworldly Sky Demons with their own eyes.
They had never gone to the frontline borders before, never fought against them.
They felt as if their very souls were about to freeze solid. Beneath that frigid killing intent, their entire bodies trembled, utterly unable to summon the courage to resist.
It was a gap as vast as a natural chasm, leaving every single one of them in despair, not daring to even look.
“These people are all so powerful... The weakest among them is probably at the Eighth Level.”
“There are likely Ninth Level beings hidden among them, perhaps even existences of higher realms.”
The Abundance Sword Immortal and the others wore solemn expressions as they gazed at those terrifying Ancient Battleships, their eyes settling upon several figures standing like Devil Mountains, filled with utmost wariness.
Clearly, the auras of those beings were only at the Ninth Level—they had not yet stepped into the Earth Sword Immortal Realm.
Yet their presence and pressure were like an invisible Devil Mountain pressing down upon their hearts, making their hands and feet go cold.
And this was with the world’s Principles suppressing them. Without that suppression, facing this group of terrifying beings, they likely wouldn’t have even the slightest chance of victory or survival.
“So-called ants—do you still not understand the situation even now? The supreme existences of our realm have yet to even make a move. Otherwise, we would have long since annihilated your world with a single palm.”
Upon an Ancient Battleship, a blurry figure emerged, incomparably tall, with crimson horns upon his head and wings upon his back.
Cyan divine radiance swirled around his body, and his scarlet eyes spoke with cold indifference, carrying utter superiority and disdain.
“This is nothing more than a cornered beast’s last struggle. Soon, this world will be blanketed in the crimson of despair.”
From within the dense black fog, footsteps sounded again as another demonic figure emerged, his words full of contempt.
Their voices resounded across the sky without any attempt at concealment, causing the faces of everyone in the Profound Sword World below to turn livid with humiliation and resentment, fists clenched tight, enduring with all their might.
Yet even at such a humiliating moment, no one dared to step forward.
Even the Abundance Sword Immortal and the others fell silent.
“Heh heh, as expected, born with the nature of slaves. Even at this point, you don’t dare resist. Hahaha...”
The terrifying figure who had spoken earlier mocked them again, laughing wantonly.
“Enough. There’s nothing worth saying to these ants. Once we find that thing, they’ll be annihilated all the same.”
“They’re not worth our attention.”
The other voice was flat and cold, still lofty and superior, its words having already decided the life and death of every being in this world.
“Damn it! You bully us too far! This old man will fight you to the death!”
But just then, a furious roar suddenly erupted from within the Ancient Arcane Ruins, resounding in all directions.
An old man in a cyan Daoist robe, carrying a Dao Sword on his back, finally could endure no longer. Anger and killing intent flashed in his eyes as he stepped forward, charging toward the sky.
Clearly, this was an existence at the Earth Sword Immortal level. The moment he appeared, he displayed immense pressure and power.
At this sight, the many Cultivators of the Profound Sword World couldn’t help but feel their spirits surge, their earlier gloom swept away entirely.
Among them, there were still those with courage and backbone.
“Brother Zhao!”
The Abundance Sword Immortal’s expression shifted slightly. He knew this robed old man and had never expected him to charge out to battle these Otherworldly Sky Demons. In the end, he could only sigh softly.
“Don’t act rashly!”
Beneath the Snow Sword Immortal’s mask, her expression changed drastically. She wanted to intervene and stop him, but it was already too late.
The robed old man roared in fury, cyan sword radiance swirling around his entire body as he transformed into a peerless divine sword.
In an instant, extraordinary phenomena filled heaven and earth. Unimaginable fluctuations erupted here as he shot toward the terrifying figure shrouded in mist.
That was the one who had spoken earlier, wantonly mocking the Profound Sword World.
“Hmph, you don’t know life from death.”
At this sight, the terrifying figure sneered, adopting an attitude of complete indifference as he raised his palm and pressed down.
“Laughable ant. Even now, you still can’t see the situation clearly.”
But in the next moment, from the depths of the Copper Ancient Battleship, a soft sigh rang out indifferently—very light, carrying little emotion.
Yet it was like a supreme heavenly sound, exploding in everyone’s ears. Even the Abundance Sword Immortal and the others felt their blood roil, nearly unable to keep their footing.
The rest felt their souls tremble, their entire bodies on the verge of splitting apart, blood streaming from their seven orifices, utterly terrified.
“Daren!”
The terrifying figure who had struck earlier also changed expression, becoming incomparably respectful as he turned and bowed toward the depths of the battleship.
He was merely at the Sacred King Realm, while the one who had just spoken was a genuine True Daoist—cultivation unmatched, suppressing all under heaven.
The many figures standing upon the Ancient Battleships also grew respectful, no longer as cold and lofty as before.
They came from a Supreme Dao Lineage of the Beyond—Godly Spirit Mountain. Their appearances differed greatly from Humans, and the one who had just spoken was one of their Great Ancestors.
And as that voice fell, from the depths of the Copper Ancient Battleship shrouded in the Mist of Chaos, a withered hand suddenly reached out, tearing through everything.
This hand was wreathed in grey mist, its bony fingers distinct like an eagle’s talons, yet the surrounding void collapsed from its aura alone, crumbling inch by inch into nothingness.
Pu—
With merely a forward reach, containing endless rules and order, the space here shattered and exploded.
“What?!”
The void froze. Time itself congealed. The robed old man’s furious face abruptly twisted into terror and despair, his eyes filled with hopelessness.
In a mere instant, his Dao Sword shattered with a kacha, and then his entire body was split open down the middle, blood flowing freely, his soul destroyed—dead on the spot.
An Earth Sword Immortal had fallen just like that, as powerless as a baby chick.
This horrifying scene unfolded before the eyes of countless Cultivators, leaving everyone trembling in utter despair.
“Brother Zhao!”
The Abundance Sword Immortal’s eyes brimmed with grief. He wanted to step forward and avenge him, but his feet felt as if filled with lead, utterly unable to move.
The other Earth Sword Immortals also turned deathly pale, somewhat terrified. Their strength was, in truth, not much different from the fallen man’s.
One could even say they stood at the very peak of this world, without equal.
Yet before an Otherworldly Sky Demon whose face they couldn’t even see, they were as lowly and insignificant as ants.
They didn’t even know how many more existences like this lurked within those Ancient Battleships.
“Too strong... Is this the realm of Absolute Detachment?”
The Snow Sword Immortal’s jade-like face also paled, her slender hands clenched tight, feeling an overwhelming pressure that nearly robbed her of breath.
For a time, dead silence fell below the Ancient Arcane Ruins. Everyone was as silent as cicadas in winter, trembling without end.
“Too weak. Is this the strongest this world has to offer? It seems that without the suppression of the Heavenly Path’s will, a single palm would suffice to annihilate them all.”
Within Godly Spirit Mountain’s Copper Ancient Battleship, the ancient figure who had struck murmured softly, his words utterly merciless.
In other directions, from the hovering Ancient Battleships of the other Dao Lineages and powers, waves of divine sense also transmitted forth, incomparably blazing and vast.
The auras awakening within them were even stronger than the one who had just struck.
This scene plunged everyone of the Profound Sword World below into despair, unable to see even a sliver of survival or hope.
Previously, due to the suppression of the Heavenly Path’s will, these existences had not dared to descend here lightly.
But within the Ancient Arcane Ruins, the heavenly secrets were in utter chaos, and the rules were blurred and broken.
They had exploited this loophole to descend, displaying invincible, terrifying power sufficient to erase everything here.
Soon, the vast fluctuations in the sky subsided. The various Dao Lineages of the Beyond did not immediately send riders to sweep away everything, instead communicating via divine sense—they had other plans.
“Hmph. Sooner or later, you will all be destroyed by our world. Evil never triumphs over good—that is the eternal law of heaven.”
At this sight, the Parting North Sword Immortal, who had remained silent all along, snorted coldly, killing intent surging in the depths of his eyes.
But at this moment, he forcibly suppressed it.
He dared not act rashly, fearing a thunderous strike from the enemy.
The many Earth Sword Immortals could all see that these descended Otherworldly Sky Demons had no intention of fighting them for now. It seemed they were also searching for Mirror Lake’s location, unwilling to destroy everything here—or perhaps wary of something.
“Little girl, what did you just say?”
Not daring to vent his fury on the Otherworldly Sky Demons, the Parting North Sword Immortal’s somewhat gloomy gaze swept around and landed upon Ah Qing.
He naturally knew of this girl’s origins. Like his grandson, she was one of the Four Heroes of the Profound Sword World.
However, her father had gone missing earlier after heading to that rift in the Outer Territory, his fate unknown.
If her father were still alive, he would naturally have some misgivings. But now, he had no scruples whatsoever.
Ah Qing had not expected that even at a moment like this, the Parting North Sword Immortal would still cling to this matter.
Her slender, delicate brows furrowed. Then, under the astonished gazes of everyone around, she spoke with perfect composure, “Xuan Die’s beloved is Gongzi Gu. Parting North Sword Immortal, do you truly believe your grandson can compare to Gongzi Gu?”
Hearing these words, the somewhat stunned Princess Xuan Die felt a blush of rosy clouds spread across her ethereally beautiful face.
She clearly had not expected Ah Qing to say such a thing in front of everyone at a moment like this.
Toward Gu Changge, she did indeed harbor some admiration in her heart—but it went no further than that.
With the Profound Sword World facing such calamity, how could she have the mind to consider matters of romance?
Moreover, she knew that with Gu Changge’s background and status, how could his side possibly lack heaven’s favored daughters?
She likely wasn’t even worthy of his notice, so Princess Xuan Die dared not entertain extravagant hopes.
“What Gongzi Gu?”
The moment Ah Qing’s words fell, quite a commotion erupted here.
Although many Cultivators had never witnessed Gu Changge’s true appearance with their own eyes,
they knew full well that such a person existed.
Outside the gates of the Shu Sect, he had torn apart the Heavenly Path’s manifested will with his bare hands. Outside Ancient Mulberry City, he had casually slapped several Earth Sword Immortals to death.
His strength had long since reached an unimaginable level.
“You’re talking about that fellow surnamed Gu?”
Chen Li’s face also showed immense shock and disbelief, utterly unwilling to accept it.
He had never imagined Ah Qing would say such a thing, actually dragging Gu Changge into this.
In terms of allegiance, that fellow surnamed Gu was from the Beyond—he was on the same side as those Otherworldly Sky Demons.
The Snow Sword Immortal, the Abundance Sword Immortal, and the others were also extremely shocked, but then fell silent.
Setting aside allegiance and status, in terms of appearance and temperament alone, Gu Changge indeed held tremendous attraction for women.
Hearing these words, the Parting North Sword Immortal’s expression stiffened slightly. He naturally knew exactly who Gu Changge was.
But having lost face in front of everyone, how could he accept it? He couldn’t afford to lose this person.
“That Gongzi Gu of yours is in league with the Otherworldly Sky Demons. What his true intentions are in coming to this world—how could you possibly know?”
The Parting North Sword Immortal said indifferently, adopting the lecturing tone of a senior. “Young people should not be deceived by surface appearances.”
Though his words were spoken plainly, they were extremely impolite—he all but directly declared Gu Changge harbored malicious intent.
The Abundance Sword Immortal, the Snow Sword Immortal, and the others frowned, but out of respect for the Parting North Sword Immortal’s seniority, they could say nothing.
“Gongzi Gu is a good person. He bears no malice toward our world,” Ah Qing argued, frowning.
But the Parting North Sword Immortal sneered and cut her off. “This old man has experienced far more than any of you. Are you suggesting you doubt this old man’s eyes? Have you forgotten how many Earth Sword Immortals died miserably at his hands outside Ancient Mulberry City? Those were the pillars of our world.”
At these words, the expressions of the Cultivators and beings around them shifted slightly, sorrow surfacing as they thought of those slain Earth Sword Immortals.
Just as the Parting North Sword Immortal said, Earth Sword Immortals were the pillars of the Profound Sword World—each one lost was an immense blow.
“Those people brought it upon themselves. If they hadn’t provoked Gongzi Gu first, how could they have been killed?”
But hearing these words, the long-silent Princess Xuan Die could endure no longer. Anger surfaced in her beautiful eyes as she glared at the Parting North Sword Immortal.
Though she feared his power and influence, she would not allow Gu Changge to be slandered like this.
“So you are questioning this old man?”
The Parting North Sword Immortal’s eyes suddenly turned cold, dazzling sword intent swirling within them, causing the expressions of everyone present to change drastically.
Princess Xuan Die’s small face went pale. Wounded by the shock of this Sword Qi, she couldn’t help but retreat several steps, a trace of blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Had a secret treasure not protected her, her injuries would have been far from light.
“Princess!”
The people of the Southern Light Empire changed color drastically, hastily shielding Princess Xuan Die behind them, gazing at the Parting North Sword Immortal with unease and terror, fearing he would strike to kill.
“Senior Parting North, please show mercy!”
The Abundance Sword Immortal and the Snow Sword Immortal also hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to intervene.
But before their words had even finished falling, a soft voice suddenly drifted down from the sky not far away. “And what if I question you?”
The voice was not loud, yet it spread across the vast Ancient Arcane Ruins. Nearly every Cultivator and living being heard those words, their hearts clenching, their expressions changing drastically.
Dong—
The next moment, footsteps sounded. Ripples spread through the void, and then, as if a doorway had materialized there, a tall, slender figure walked out from within, unhurried and unhurried.