Chapter 620: Chapter 620: Defying Will
Over the years, Lord Ming has ruled both the domains of healing and malevolence with invincibility; no one dared hope to challenge him.
Thus, he maintained an arrogant demeanor, his tone pale and cynical: "You speak of the throne, oh, but here, do you grasp the mystical cycle of repair that appears to be unearthed? It defies the will!"
Once more, Ming Jun extended his hand towards Yang Tian.
But this time, it was clear that the momentum within his palm far surpassed the previous techniques used by Xian Yuan. The resulting surge was even more shocking!
Almost instantly, as everyone began to either stand their ground or endure the assault, the legendary might of the revered Ming Dynasty seemed to crumble. Cracks spread across the earth like veins, shaking the world to its core!
"Lord Ming’s might reigns supreme!"
Those who had witnessed the splendor of the Ming Dynasty were truly exhilarated, brimming with awe!
It had been millennia since anyone had seen Lord Ming truly take action!
As for the cultivators, upon witnessing the vastness of Lord Ming’s powers, their hope for Yang Tian dimmed.
After all, the current situation was all too clear. It wasn’t just a battle between two titans; it was a clash that would obliterate cultivation, break the era of demons, and render even the slightest moment of safety into shame. The struggle between Yang Ming and myself is truly monumental!
But if Lord Ming were to win, the only fate awaiting them would be annihilation, and cultivation as they knew it would be completely severed!
"Can the Heavenly Venerate win?"
As everyone pondered in silence, Lu Xiaofei couldn’t help but voice his worried thoughts.
It was impossible to distinguish the tide of the battle with certainty because, amongst them all, her and Su’s strength were undoubtedly the weakest!
Although Yang Tian had previously stopped Lord Ming from slaughtering them, that didn’t mean Yang Tian was a match for Lord Ming!
No matter what, the image of Lord Ming obliterating all the sins of the Demon Era and claiming invincibility was deeply engraved in their hearts!
Thus, when Lu Xiaofei, Xiang Long, Liu Wei, and Luo Quan hesitated to step up one after another, there was still an uneasy resolve in everyone’s hearts.
But Dai Hai laughed and said, "There’s no need to worry. The Heavenly Venerate will not lose!"
"Yes, the heavens are omnipotent!"
Confidence shone on their faces as they smiled.
This wasn’t blind faith; it stemmed from following Yang Tian and witnessing the countless miracles he had created.
Even in the face of immense difficulty, everything seemed manageable with him at the lead. Their spirits were steady, emboldened by millennia of belief!
Because Yang Tian never let them down!
Indeed!
Fixing his gaze on Lord Ming, Yang Tian greeted Lord Ming with a calm palm strike.
BOOM!
The moment their palms clashed, the sky erupted with incessant thunder and heavy rain. In the blink of an eye, amidst this monumental confrontation, every structure surrounding the Underground Palace turned into rubble!
Everyone who witnessed this scene held their breath in awe and shock!
Yu Hao or Mo Huan—they were both beings of profound insight into this world—yet even they knew that at this moment, everyone was confronting a force beyond imagination.
How vast was this Underground Palace?
Saying it occupied over a third of the Demon World wouldn’t be an exaggeration!
And when it came to the devastation present here, the fate of exorcising evil demons became even more daunting!
These two forces were simple to describe, yet their magnitude and domain of control certainly exceeded comprehension. Not to mention those who witnessed the collapse of the Underground Palace, incapable of processing such vast destruction. Words failed.
Nonetheless, whether by victory or defeat, this precious moment in celestial combat felt eternal, though it comprised only fragments of time. As figures streaked across the skies, landing and vanishing in an endless exchange, one couldn’t discern friend from foe amidst the chaos of this battlefield.
Under the collective gaze of the crowd, their speed was beyond the grasp of mortal eyes. Their battle shifted between the heavens and the earth, even reaching the horses below, punctuated by thunderous clashes that echoed violently!
BANG!
As the most ferocious exchange of blows ensued, fueled by the energy of violent power, another day of heightened combat ensued. Yangming surged with brilliance, and after a series of mêlée skirmishes, the two combatants finally separated—but not without immediate consequences. The earth quaked beneath their division, splitting lines into chasms that threatened to tear the world apart!
"Oh? I didn’t expect you to place first in the race for victory, yet your true strength is far beyond your perceived limits. Do not make the mistake of underestimating what’s before you!"
Gazing at the fissures in the earth, Lord Ming sneered.
Yang Tian remained indifferent, shaking his head. "You’ve disappointed the heavens."
"Disappointed... yourself? What do you mean by that?"
Facing Yang Tian’s composure, Lord Ming’s expression darkened. "No matter. Make haste! The heavens still await my return."
"Return... home?"
The Ming Sect understood clearly. Yang Tian wished to open the spatial rift to reunite with his disciples on Earth, then return to the mortal realm.
When Yang Tian spoke, Lord Ming’s face twisted in fury. "Arrogant child! Do you think this pitiful display is the extent of my power? Behold, the sword!"
As the words fell, Lord Ming extended his hand, and immediately, a streak of light slashed through the darkened sky to land within his palm.
"The Absolute Sword Split! A blade beyond the divide of mortals and fairies—behold its devastating might!" Lord Ming’s cynical, almost amused smirk emerged as he brandished the sword, treasuring it like a lover.
Indeed.
The moment Lord Ming summoned the sword, Su Mazi and the other cultivators froze, retreating instinctively as their faces paled.
It was as if they had glimpsed something utterly terrifying.
Even the demons, perched on the ridges, furrowed their brows in grave unease.
Logically, John, as their Immortal leader, should inspire overwhelming power with his treasures, driving mortal fear into their enemies. Yet why did even they display such dreads?
Could there be a deeper, hidden reason?
As such thoughts swirled, Dai Hai and others turned their gaze to the heavens, oblivious to the thoughts racing through Yang Tian’s mind.
At this moment, Yang Tian glanced indifferently at the Absolute Sword held in Lord Ming’s hand, his eyes narrowing slightly.
For that sword was no ordinary blade.
The Cutting Line Sword.
Li Jianming’s legendary weapon from ancient times—a blade whose name echoed alongside the famed four-segment killing sabers.
Indeed, the world had long known this tale. Dating back to China’s Zhou Xuan era, Yang Chuan had forged alliances to complete the legendary arsenal. Composed of four ultimate blades—Mediation, Flesh Line, Slander Line, and Absolute Line!
But no matter how hard one searched for them, finding even a trace proved futile.
Thus, on the brink of calamity, this quest had been abandoned—a failed attempt to mirror Hua Taizu’s endeavors.
The insurmountable evil sword once sought to rival creation itself was disassembled by Yang Tian’s revelation to Zhu Xiandao. All four were severed!
At this moment, to see the legendary sword in Lord Ming’s grasp struck an inexplicable chord in Yang Tian’s mind. Could this blade truly be the one he had sought all along?
Yang Tian, his thoughts spinning wildly, watched Lord Ming gleefully brandishing the Absolute Sword. His calm exterior betrayed none of the shock rippling through him. Unable to contain himself, he finally muttered, "Why is that sword silent?"
Lord Ming snickered. "Why, you ask?"
"Because it trembles in fear, knowing this place cannot contain its true power!"
Dark arrogance saturated Lord Ming’s tone. "This blade, forged in the prime of antiquity, is no ordinary relic of the past. The Absolute Sword belongs amongst the four divine swords hailed across eternity. Once unleashed, its murderous intent pierces the heavens—it spares no soul who opposes me."
"Since this blade came into Lord Ming’s possession, it has only been wielded once. That lone instance ended the greatest demonic overlord of the Water Horse World—the unparalleled Yin Yang Master of the Great Mansion! You are privileged beyond conception to die as its second target!"