Yun Che looked up at the sky. A majestic and powerful aura was gathering with astonishing force. This aura seemed to carry an endless sense of oppression, causing his heartbeat to accelerate involuntarily.
“It seems there’s no need to look for him, as he’s already appeared.” Yun Che spoke word by word, clutching the Samsara Mirror that was trembling slightly in front of his chest.
A sharp, resolute glint suddenly flashed in his eyes. Having weathered countless hardships and dangers, he had finally won this brief moment of peace. He would not allow any outside force to disrupt this hard-earned tranquility.
No matter who the enemy he was about to face was, no matter what their purpose was, Yun Che was determined and fearless.
Soon after, the vast expanse of the divine realm seemed to ignite with brilliant fireworks, instantly bursting into countless tiny, dazzling starlight. As if drawn by some mysterious force, the starlight began to converge in the same direction, like meteors streaking across the vast starry sky, leaving behind a series of brilliant, dreamlike trails.
A similar scene unfolded in nearly every corner of the God Realm. While the twinkling starlight wasn't as majestic and awe-inspiring as the dark profound energy unleashed by the Evil Infant, which enveloped the entire God Realm, the scene before them nonetheless held an indescribable mystery and brilliance. The aura it exuded evoked a sense of tranquility and peace, a stark contrast to the frenzied and restless nature of the dark profound energy.
"What on earth is going on? This scene is so gorgeous and dazzling, it's so beautiful that it feels like a dream."
"Could it be that Emperor Yun successfully defeated the Evil Infant, and that's why they're holding such a grand celebration?"
"Yes, that's definitely the case. Emperor Yun wants everyone to celebrate!"
Throughout the divine realm, people were discussing the matter. Although no one knew the true situation, everyone could clearly feel the warmth and tranquility emanating from the starlight, as if bathed in a spring breeze, their bodies and minds relaxed.
But as the starlight gradually faded, time in the divine realm seemed to abruptly stop. At the end of all the starlight, a simple bronze heavy sword suddenly appeared.
A white-haired elder, with steady steps, slowly emerged from the light. He reached out and firmly grasped the bronze sword. The sword itself appeared ordinary, its edge blunt and without edge, and it lacked any overwhelming power. Yet, this sword held a resounding name that could make the world tremble—the Ancestral Sword of Heaven-Slaying.
The white-haired old man had a kind face and benevolent eyes, without a trace of darkness or cruelty. His eyes were clear and bright, like a clear spring, and he looked gentle and harmless, as if he were a savior saint who had come to the world.
The man and the sword, viewed separately, seemed ordinary, emitting no awe-inspiring pressure. However, the moment the white-haired old man grasped the bronze sword, an overwhelming force, enough to shock the entire chaotic world, erupted like a surging wave.
The white-haired old man stood in a vast expanse of emptiness. Here, no rules or laws could constrain him, and no heaven dared to anger or provoke him. The old man's existence was like a unique "bug" in this chaotic world, and no other force could contend with it.
The white-haired old man seemed to be the maintainer of order behind the way of heaven, and even the laws of heaven had to bow down at his feet.
His body shone with golden light, like a blazing sun, emitting a constant warmth. This aura quickly spread, gently enveloping the entire world. Under the envelopment of this aura, the divine realm seemed to be reborn, and all planets instantly glowed with vibrant vitality. The darkness was swept away, and everywhere was filled with vibrant energy.
Such a wonder has never appeared from ancient times to the present day. This is the first time it has appeared.
In the Age of Gods and Demons, although the Zhutian Ancestral Sword was famous, it only quietly submitted to the Zhutian God Emperor and never truly demonstrated the true meaning of its absolute power.
Although the Emperor Zhutian had swung the Zhutian Ancestral Sword three times, he had only unleashed 30% of the sword's power.
The white-haired old man smiled as he stepped into the void, slowly moving forward. Every step he took seemed to cause the chaotic world to tremble slightly, filling it with fear. The power he possessed was enough to truly destroy the Way of Heaven, and even to instill a completely new set of laws upon the world.
If Yun Che were here, he would definitely recognize at a glance that this mysterious old man who suddenly appeared was none other than his all-too-familiar master from his first reincarnation—Yun Gu.
Yun Gu, who was originally just an ordinary man, now exuded a power so strong that even the Heavenly Dao would retreat. No one could accurately measure the extent of his power.
At this moment, the starlight from all over the sky continued to converge and finally all merged into Yun Gu's body, becoming part of his tremendous power.
After absorbing all the starlight, Yun Gu took a single, light step, yet it was as if he had teleported, instantly spanning a distance of ten thousand feet. His figure was elusive and invisible, leaving no trace of his progress, as if the very rules of this world could not contain his immense power.
From the time he appeared to the time he arrived at Diyun City, it only took a few breaths.
Yet, in this brief moment, the entire chaotic world was in turmoil. It was as if the chaotic world had welcomed a new king, a new ruler of order. Regardless of its will or not, the chaotic world was forced to unconditionally submit to the unparalleled power of Yungu.
“Master, I didn’t expect it was really you.” Yun Che stared at the figure that suddenly appeared before him, emitting a golden light, and his expression began to become solemn.
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