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Above the sky, the boundless and immense Reception Temple radiated golden light. The Great Sun God Venerable stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes cold and aloof as he silently observed the battle raging within the Cangxuan Realm.
To him, this Minor World was nothing more than a speck in the boundless sea of realms. With the fall of the Human Emperor, there was no longer anyone in Cangxuan worthy of his attention. Now, it served merely as a whetstone for disciples of the Extreme Immortal Palace—a realm to plunder, a stepping stone in the eternal cycle of the strong devouring the weak.
Death? Who dares say they will never die? The root of all suffering is weakness. Weakness is the original sin. That is the truth.
As commander of the Extreme Immortal Palace's expedition to Minor Worlds, he had long grown numb to slaughter and conquest. Only one principle remained: eliminate any figures who dared defy the heavens. For if such figures rose, they would tarnish the Palace's might and increase their casualties, and that, he could not allow. His return must be triumphant.
Suddenly, his gaze narrowed.
"The Sword God in White? Interesting."
From afar, he locked his eyes on Shen Lian. He saw the white-robed swordsman cleave through disciples of the Palace as though slicing through weeds. Each strike was precise, elegant, and brutal. Even those with divine-level cultivation were unable to stand before him.
If nothing unexpected occurred, this so-called Sword God in White would eventually exhaust his power and fall. After all, this cultivator had only just stepped into the divine realm—barely established. Yet to kill so many already—he was a rarity even in the Universal World.
Such talent could not be ignored.
"White-robed sword cultivator," the Great Sun God Venerable finally spoke, his voice shaking the sky, "this seat finds favor with your ability. If you offer your Life Blood Essence and swear loyalty to my Extreme Immortal Palace, I will take you beyond this Minor World and grant you opportunity."
This, to him, was not an offer—it was a gift. To leave the dust and ruin of the Minor World and step into the boundless cosmos was the ultimate dream of countless beings.
As his words echoed, the surrounding disciples of the Palace sneered at Shen Lian with venom in their eyes.
"Sword God in White, don't accept," one of them spat, "once you're in the Universal World, I'll make you regret ever being born."
"You killed so many of us and still want to live?"
Shen Lian raised his eyes and gave them a cold glance, the corner of his lips slightly raised in disdain. His calm aura and quiet coercion made the crowd take an unconscious step back. Realizing it, they turned red in anger and shame.
"You think I've killed many of you?"
His voice was flat.
"Then tell me—how do you intend to pay for the countless lives of my Cangxuan Realm that you've taken?"
The Palace disciples fell silent. Above, the Great Sun God Venerable frowned slightly, eyes sharpening like blades.
"Mediocre lives are just wasted breath. Killing them preserves order. Do you truly seek justice for ants?"
Laughter erupted across the sky.
"He's truly from a Minor World. How ridiculous."
"To give up a chance to ascend for the sake of sentiment? What a joke."
Even the Great Sun God Venerable shook his head.
"A frog at the bottom of the well," he said coldly. "Kill him."
A terrifying pressure enveloped the heavens. With a casual wave, the Great Sun God Venerable unleashed a palm that could suppress the stars.
"Open Yin and Yang!"
Shen Lian's eyes lit up with terrifying brilliance. He raised his sword high and invoked his ultimate sword technique.
One sword.
Split the world.
Yin and Yang reversed.
The sky darkened, clouds surged wildly, and heaven and earth trembled. A massive beam of sword light surged up like a silver dragon, splitting the heavens, carrying divine pressure that cut through the firmament.
The blast flung back all the disciples of the Extreme Immortal Palace. Many bled from their seven orifices, their cultivation shattered.
But before Shen Lian could follow through—
"Humph."
In the sky, the Great Sun God Venerable snorted coldly. A glacial aura descended, freezing the entire realm. Shen Lian's movements slowed. The world itself seemed to resist him. Even mobilizing his movement techniques became near impossible.
His vast Sword Qi, despite spanning thousands of feet, began to dissipate like waves smoothing on the shore.
Realm—after all—was the ultimate gap.
"Finish him. Plunder the Cangxuan Realm."
A group of Palace elites laughed viciously, weapons gleaming, rushing forward.
Puff!
Under countless despairing eyes, the white-robed sword god Shen Lian was pierced through, standing still with his sword gripped tight.
"No!"
The cries of the Cangxuan Realm echoed across the skies. Madness surged through the crowd. They had seen a beacon of hope, only to watch it extinguished before their eyes.
"Kill!"
Shen Lian's body stiffened, rooted like a pine tree amidst a storm. Blood soaked his robes. His sword remained upright. But his pupils faded, and his soul began to disperse.
Vaguely, in the fading light, he seemed to gaze at a distant memory—at a broken sword, a blood-matted monkey…
"Ah..."
At the edge of death, a hunched figure appeared from the battlefield's shadows.
The old, rotten eight-armed giant ape walked forward, its back stooped with age. With a sigh, it reached out, gently extracting a wisp of Shen Lian's soul, cradling it with reverence.
Quietly, it turned and walked toward the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
"Born here, lived here, and in the end, return here."
Sighing again, the ape carried the soul to the most sacred of places—the endless valley where countless divine beasts from ancient times were laid to rest.
There, in silence and solemnity, the soul fragment was planted like a seed in the valley's depths.
Born of the land, returned to the land.
Time passed.
Next year, rain will fall again.
And in spring, the valley will bloom.
Everything will revive.
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