"Die——!!!"
Boom——!!!
A Great Power of Transcendence bypassed Yunmo Xi and Qi Yun, attacking Ye Xiaofan.
Feeling the terrifying power waves, Ye Xiaofan’s eyes showed helplessness and despair. Facing the attack of such a power, he had no resistance. It was not just a gap in Great Realms but an insurmountable chasm.
However, just as the Transcendent Realm power was about to strike down.
Suddenly.
Boom——!!!
A terrifying aura erupted from behind Ye Xiaofan, pressing forward to meet the power head-on.
In that instant, the entire void trembled wildly, endless arrays enveloped them, and an ancient figure engaged in battle, forcing the attacker back.
"Elder?"
Seeing the sudden appearance of Yin Tianzheng, Ye Xiaofan’s heart shook. When he saw Yin without the Divine Sword Sect robes, he instantly understood everything.
But before Ye Xiaofan could speak.
"Fan’Er, break through."
A voice echoed from behind, Ye Xiaofan turned to see countless aged figures clad in simple garments, fiercely fighting outward.
And behind those numerous white-haired figures, familiar faces traversed the void, charging toward this world.
Watching them discard their Divine Sword Sect clothes and wielding their swords, Ye Xiaofan’s throat tightened, and his nose turned sore.
"Senior Sister? Senior Brother?"
"Junior Brother Ye, stop being sentimental. If you can’t escape, we’ll all be buried with you."
"Little Junior Brother, don’t look back, just move forward."
Boom——!!!
Yin Tianzheng and Jian Wushuang, Luo Qingxian along with others instantly shifted the tides in favor, making Ye Xiaofan’s previously difficult escape suddenly feasible.
Seeing so many fighting for him, Ye Xiaofan finally understood that his life now belonged not only to himself but to others like Yunmo Xi and Luo Qingxian. Regardless of the condition, the camaraderie spoke volumes.
In that moment, Ye Xiaofan’s eyes reddened, and he charged forward with his sword, fighting madly.
The entire vast void plunged into chaos, unleashing earth-shattering might.
With the arrival of Four Saint Realm powerhouses, Qi Yun and the magic elder gained respite, defending Ye Xiaofan and others tightly while fiercely resisting Cangqiong Peak’s constant assaults, striving to fend off as many Great Power cultivators.
As time passed, blood rivers flowed through Divine Sword Sect’s lands, carving a path in the vast void; only several more miles remained to break through the first layer of encirclement.
But just as dawn seemed within sight.
Suddenly.
Boom——!!!
From above Cangqiong Peak, a colossal sound shook the sky and universe.
At that moment.
"Child, as your teacher, I can only accompany you this far. The rest of the journey is up to you."
A faint voice echoed from Cangqiong Peak, filled with helplessness and fatigue.
Upon hearing this voice, everyone shuddered, especially Ye Xiaofan, who was struck like lightning, looking up at the endless sky, his eyes full of desolation and grief.
In that celestial realm, endless clouds cleaved apart, revealing a Divine Sword emanating boundless power, floating toward Ye Xiaofan.
Through the cleaved clouds, an unparalleled giant descended with a terrifying sword force that shattered the heavens, obliterating a recognizable figure.
"Master——!!!"
"Brother Nan——!!!"
"Senior——!!!"
For a moment, countless figures were overwhelmed with grief, staring blankly at Cangqiong Peak. The First Generation Sword Saint, after killing an endless giant, ultimately fell exhausted; his Divine Sense and soul dissipated in the sky, vanishing rapidly.
The First Generation Sword Saint, at last, met his end.
Billions of cultivators were breathless, left stunned, witnessing this scene.
Yet, the environment allowed no time for mourning; the titanic opponent atop Cangqiong Peak, having slain the Sword Saint, stood there like an unattainable deity, gazing coldly at the youth below.
Ye Xiaofan equally stared at that terrifying figure, his anger and hatred beyond description.
But the next moment.
That figure, without expression, unleashed a sword strike downward.
As the terror Sword Qi descended, a figure with boundless Demonic Qi surged upward, sealing the heavens once more.
Watching Yunmo Baitian leading endless Demon Realm Sacred Realm giants to the battlefield previously held by Dugu Nan.
Ye Xiaofan watched the gradually closing cloud fissure, witnessing the dissipating Sword Saint Dao Fruit across the vast void, quietly shedding a tear, immersed again in heartbreak.
Then at the next moment.
"Child, break through."
Dugu Nan’s last words echoed from Cangqiong Peak before silence reclaimed it.
"Ah——Ah————!!!"
Upon hearing those final words, Ye Xiaofan roared skyward, his lamentation resounding across the heavens, touching millions of cultivators’ hearts.
At this moment, he seemed utterly transformed, clutching the Dragon Emperor Sword, relentlessly charging into the sea of people.
Instantly, a more breathtaking surge of power spread through the vast void, augmented by the Dragon Emperor Sword; Ye Xiaofan’s Sword Qi became unimaginably fearsome.
Nay more, countless Self-Slaying Realm cultivators realized that amidst extreme grief, Ye Xiaofan’s cultivation directly surpassed ’Realm of Ten Slashes,’ stepping into Self-Slaying Realm Perfection.
Already a timeless unparalleled prodigy, his sword now shook the heavens; Self-Slaying Realm cultivators dared not face him, avoiding with dread.
Yet, Ye Xiaofan had gone berserk, allowing no respite; wherever the Dragon Emperor Sword passed, countless Self-Slaying Realm powerhouses fell, leaving billions of cultivators terrified.
Though, the enemy was too numerous to count. Despite everyone fighting desperately, challenges persisted.
At a certain moment.
"Old man, perish!"
Boom——!!!
A loud roar arose nearby; following the sound, everyone saw several Great Power attackers surrounding Yin Tianzheng, one stealthily piercing his chest.
"Grand Elder?"
"Elder——!"
Ye Xiaofan and dozens of Array Peak elders cried out mournfully.
Blood spewing, Yin Tianzheng suddenly laughed skyward, unleashing staggering might as the surrounding Great Power entities’ faces changed drastically.
"Not good, he’s going to self-destruct Profound Sea, evade!"
A Great Power shouted in horror, yet it was too late.
With a mighty crash, the oceanic figure exploded, terrifying Mystic Sea Power swept the boundless void, annihilating several Great Power cultivators and Self-Slaying Realm cultivators, perishing together.
Witnessing this scene, everyone’s eyes turned red, even Qi Yun and others looked sorrowful; the Divine Sword Sect’s cultivators and elders could hardly bear to watch.
Yet again, refusing Ye Xiaofan time to process it, suddenly.
Boom——!!!
Another end.
An earth-shattering crash erupted, followed by a muffled grunt, as a stunning silhouette was blasted back toward the crowd.
After slaying two Great Powers and gravely wounding several, Yunmo Xi finally fell, sent flying toward Ye Xiaofan.
Seeing this, Ye Xiaofan barely had time to mourn Yin Tianzheng, immediately soaring up, catching the stunning silhouette, only to be blasted backward by unsettled Transcendent Realm power, spitting blood.
Ultimately, after retreating hundreds of meters, their bodies halted mid-air.
"Yunmo Xi?"
Ye Xiaofan gazed at the wounded stunning silhouette in his arms, his entire being disordered.
Yet Yunmo Xi flashed a beautiful yet desolate smile, looking at the two advancing Great Power entities, suddenly breaking free from his hold, charging toward suppression once more.