Immortal of the Ages

Chapter 193: You Will Never Perish!

THUD THUD THUD! Heads started rolling. In close quarters, the Sword Cultivators had the upper hand! In just a moment, a myriad of swords slashed out, Flying Swords shot through the air, and blood flowed freely!

"Murder!"

"These Sword Cultivators have committed treason!"

Tens of thousands of Grand Temple students, upon witnessing this, sneered in their hearts—if they were still alive! They cried out in despair, turning to flee! Whether the Sword Cultivators resisted or not, it was all part of their plan! Although many were beheaded in a short time, it was... acceptable!

From start to finish, Prime Minister You Fengya watched this scene with cold detachment. As soon as the Sword Cultivators made a move, he coldly declared, "A hundred thousand Sword Cultivators defying the imperial edict, slaughtering the future pillars of the Immortal Empire, killing the innocent, their crimes are unforgivable!"

Afterwards, You Fengya turned towards the darkness and declared, "Ancestral Temple Guards, suppress and annihilate them!"

That darkness happened to be the direction the Grand Temple students were fleeing. These young scholars had no real intention of fighting. Forced into action by the Sword Cultivators, they fled in panic! In the next instant, a formidable force of five hundred thousand heavily armored Ancestral Temple Guards appeared before their eyes!

This was the private army of the Ancestral Temple, composed of young members from the noble clans of the Heavenly Realm, generally over twenty years old, with rich combat experience, trained year-round, and organized in a systematic approach to warfare.

BOOM BOOM BOOM! Five hundred thousand Ancestral Temple Guards found their banner and made their official appearance! Only at this moment, did an oppressive and tyrannical aura envelop the entire scene!

"Execute the traitors. Topple the Sword Dao Monument!" Prime Minister You Fengya ordered on behalf of the Empire.

"Execute!" Five hundred thousand Ancestral Temple Guards, with stern gazes fixed on the hundred thousand Sword Cultivators, roared in unison and charged to suppress them!

The well-prepared scene left the onlookers dumbfounded.

"What\'s going on? Who\'s committing treason?"

Many were utterly confused. The Grand Temple students and the Ancestral Temple Guards, clearly factions of the Azure Leaf faction, were using the Divine Dawn Empress\'s banner?

"They use Her Majesty\'s name to overthrow the Sword Dao Monument, thinking we\'ll turn against the Empress? Do they take us for fools?"

"Prime Minister You is courting death!"

"No, this can\'t be his personal act…"

By this moment, the people had a rough idea.

"Disaster! The Sword Cultivators are on the brink of extinction!"

Just as they were about to act, more people arrived! Dozens of Clan Kings from the Ancestral Temple emerged from the Eternal Joy Inn!

BUZZ! Led by Ye Qingtian, the group arrived with a stern gaze.

"What\'s happening, Prime Minister You?" Ye Qingtian asked coldly.

Prime Minister You Fengya explained the situation.

"Defying the imperial edict, creating chaos against the sovereign, slaughtering our kin, they deserve death!" Ye Qingtian declared coldly, his fiery eyes turning towards Sword Saint Sun. "Ancestral Temple Guards, follow my command, purge the evil for our Empire!"

"Yes!"

"We of the Grand Temple, pledge to purge the evil!"

"We of the Six Immortal Divisions, pledge to purge the evil!"

"The Dao Pavilion joins in!"

Mu Tianshi and others, representing the Divine Dawn Immortal Empire, pronounced judgment upon the Sword Cultivators! The situation was clear—either the Azure Leaf faction was openly rebelling, or the Divine Dawn Empress had actually issued an imperial decree against the Sword Cultivators!

"Execute!" A host of Azure Leaf faction powerhouses descended from the sky!

Ye Qingtian stood with his hands behind his back, a cold smile on his face as he watched Sword Saint Sun.

Mu Tianshi, You Fengya, and Ye Qingli, radiating with sacred power, pressed down upon Nangong Xi, Youyue, and Su Lianlian.

Over five hundred thousand Ancestral Temple Guards and Grand Temple students tightly encircled the hundred thousand Sword Cultivators!

Among them, tens of thousands of Grand Temple students, with the backing of the Ancestral Temple Guards, directly circled behind the Sword Dao Monument.

"A monument of sin, unworthy of this world!" Li Shishi gazed at the billion desolate, mottled sword marks and revealed a triumphant smile. "Topple it!"

BOOM BOOM BOOM! Tens of thousands of Grand Temple students, conjuring their magic power, unleashed tens of thousands of spells, bombarding the Sword Dao Monument!

The Sword Dao Monument shuddered mightily, the ground cracking into a web of fissures.

Upon the monument, ancient sword marks, enduring through the ages, impervious to wind and rain, now burst into dust under the relentless assault of countless spells.

"Ooooh…! Ooooh…!" On the monument, ageless spirits, startled, let out piercing, bewildered wails. They collided in panic, staring blankly at those fervent young people of the Immortal Empire, their sorrow profound. Real tears of blood trickled down the stone, vanishing before they could touch the ground, erased by the spells of later generations.

"Hate! Resent! The most powerful demons in the world are always born from resentment! Including the Forbidden Fate Demon Emperor, including you! You have a billion grievances, a timeless discontent, wronged by humankind! Betrayed by your own descendants! This sorrowful world is not worth your concern, not worth your protection!

"Time has already changed you. You\'ve watched over the Heavenly Realm for thousands of generations, yet your progeny have not granted you an ounce of justice. They\'ve even branded you a curse! Sad, isn\'t it? Pain? Anger! Hate? Only by becoming a demon, only with overwhelming resentment, can you make those who wronged you pay the heaviest price!" Li Shishi stood beneath the trembling Sword Dao Monument, her fingers brushing it, laughing eerily.

"Unending resentment turns into a demon! Why endure millennia for justice? This world will no longer grant you anything. Forget it, despair! Suffer! You can only hate them!"

On the Sword Dao Monument, a billion sword marks quivered, tears of agony fell, and wails echoed through the heavens. It was the collapse of years of steadfastness, the shattering of a persistent dream!

"Become a demon, become a demon! You will be the most powerful demon in the world! You will be Immortal! You will make all who abandoned their faith pay..." Li Shishi\'s chilling laughter, mingled with the frenzied roars of the Grand Temple students, repeatedly struck the swaying Sword Dao Monument.

The towering stone monument, like a living being, each attack it endured exploded a bloody pit, spilling streams of human blood.

"Oooooh…! Ooooooooh…!" The entire Sword Dao Monument gradually became stained with blood. The remaining billion tormented souls and obsessions screamed in such excruciating pain that it made one\'s scalp tingle, a despair that tore at the heart...

"The Monument!!!" Sword Saint Sun, the three Tomb Masters, and a hundred thousand Sword Cultivators, upon hearing this, felt their hearts bleed. They charged like a frenzied sword, desperate to break through the suppression of the five hundred thousand Ancestral Temple Guards!

Where their Sword Souls passed, countless corpses fell! A single explosive burst from a hundred thousand Sword Souls instantly decapitated tens of thousands of Ancestral Temple Guards!

Such ferocious Sword Cultivators, at this moment, shook the hearts of all, even startling those Ancestral Temple Guards who thought they had the upper hand! But, their numbers were still too few!

"Hold them back!" A thunderous roar shook the heavens and the earth, as dozens of tempest dragons, conjured by magic, crashed in front of Sword Saint Sun and the others, blasting the frontline Sword Cultivators away!

BOOM! Ye Qingtian, in his flowing robes, landed in front of Sword Saint Sun, sneering, "Old fool, still not willing to join your family in the afterlife, are you even human?"

"Ye Qingtian!" Sword Saint Sun\'s hair wild, eyes bloodshot, grasping his tri-colored Sword Soul, charged at him like a madman, "You only seek glory and riches for your Ye Royal Family, abandoning faith, forsaking souls! You will reap your evil deeds!"

"Hahaha..." Ye Qingtian laughed derisively, conjuring a dragon-shaped golden mace in his hand, charging towards Sword Saint Sun, "Brute courage, easily ignited, no wonder your entire family perished!"

As soon as the words fell, the tri-colored sword brushed past the dragon-shaped golden mace in his hand, sparking a myriad of fireflies and leaving a bloody mark on his neck, nearly piercing his throat!

"Why is this old ghost still so strong?" Ye Qingtian broke into a cold sweat, his anger rising. He then mustered his sacred power, clashing his dragon-shaped golden mace against Sword Saint Sun\'s sword.

BOOM BOOM BOOM! Nangong Xi, Youyue, and Su Lianlian, battling alone against Mu Tianshi, You Fengya, and Ye Qingli, surprisingly held their own!

The hundred thousand Sword Cultivators, eyes red with rage, driven by their inner convictions, utterly disregarded life and death!

"Kill!" Their repressed ferocity and fury erupted in that moment! Only then did the beings of the Heavenly Realm recall the ferocity and fierceness of the Sword Cultivators!

A hundred thousand of them pushed back five hundred thousand Ancestral Temple Guards! An old man and three women, alone against the powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm\'s noble clans, standing against the entire Ancestral Temple! Where their swords passed, blood flowed!

Ye Qingtian\'s brows furrowed deeply! He had grossly underestimated the desperate resolve of these doomed fighters!

"No time left!" Ye Qingtian retreated dozens of yards, parrying Sword Saint Sun\'s sword, turning to shout angrily, "Li Shishi!"

After shouting, he tossed a black orb over. It was the Hell Wraith!

Li Shishi caught the Hell Wraith, her laughter growing even more joyous. "Your Majesty, leave it to your humble servant!" With that, she turned back to look at the Sword Dao Monument.

DRIP DRIP DRIP! Dark red blood of resentment flowed down the monument.

BOOM! Under the assault of tens of thousands of Grand Temple students, this monument of a billion heroic souls that had stood for ages at the gates of the Heavenly Realm, watching over countless generations, finally collapsed under the twilight\'s crushing weight!

A billion faces, unwilling to enter the cycle of reincarnation, at this moment, shattered completely into blood. Each face bore the dissatisfaction of a thousand ages!

Amidst the rising dust, Li Shishi patted the Hell Wraith, saying, "Good, from now on, you will guide these billion resentments. You will become the strongest demon. When you wreak havoc in the Heavenly Realm, remember to place all the sins upon Divine Dawn\'s head."

"Oooh! OOOH!" Though the Hell Wraith made such sounds, its excitement was unmistakable.

SIZZLE SIZZLE SIZZLE! It completely merged with the Sword Dao Monument, becoming one with it!

BOOM! The Sword Dao Monument collapsed entirely. At that moment, the world fell silent. All the fighting, bloodshed, and corpses seemed frozen in time. Only the hearts of the Sword Cultivators continued to shatter.

"Oh, ooh…! OOOOH…!" From the fallen Sword Dao Monument, a blood-soaked demon emitted a piercing cry, slowly crawling out...