The sword slashed down from the sky like a white rainbow piercing the sun. Crimson, blood-red eyeballs replaced the heavens. In that instant, the sword was about to cleave the heavens. It immediately shattered into seven or eight pieces, cracking and breaking like glass.
Click.
Eyeballs, like dust, fell from the sky and settled on the rolling, yellowish-brown earth.
Ye Tian stood in front of Gu Nishang, who had already curled up into a ball. Even if she was a genius, her will had been corrupted by the blood-red eyeball, and only fear pierced her heart.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take you home," Ye Tian said indifferently. Home—the Ruthless Sect was her home. Anywhere else was just a journey for her.
When she arrived at the Ruthless Sect, this became her eternal home.
Her trembling subsided slightly, becoming less intense. But suddenly, her pupils widened! The whites of her eyes shrank instantly! Horrifying! Utterly horrified!
Ye Tian frowned, realizing something was wrong, and immediately turned around. Behind him, the enormous eyeball had shattered into fragments, merging into the earth.
And suddenly, it turned the yellowish-brown earth into a scarlet color, rising up a massive mound that abruptly blocked Ye Tian's view!
It was enormous and terrifying, because it was blood red.
This time, however, it wasn't an eyeball, but a palm. A five-fingered mountain rose high, blocking Ye Tian's path. A scarlet eyeball in the palm stared at him, seemingly ready to devour him at any moment, tearing him into scattered, thin pieces of paper.
It is still this suffocating power that makes everything in the world seem incredibly small and insignificant in its presence.
The cackling laughter rang out again, and the enormous eyeball coldly threatened, "Insects, retreat or die!"
Ye Tian gripped his longsword tightly, facing the terrifying, inhuman-looking giant eyeball with unwavering resolve. Although he had shattered the heavens with a single strike, it still existed.
"All things in this world are ever-renewing, but I am eternal. Your only destiny is to tremble and submit at my feet."
The strong.
The world is never short of strong people; if you encounter a strong person, you will not have the courage to fight to the death.
They would be swept away by the surging current and become cowards who drift with the tide. Ye Tian is not a coward, much less a useless person who dares not fight for his life.
Draw your sword.
Even if he fails, Ye Tian will not be considered a coward.
In battle, no one in the Ruthless Sect likes to talk much. Although they are usually not very serious, when it comes to fighting for their lives, none of them will be cowardly.
Ye Tian, even less likely to.
"Since one sword can cleave the heavens, then let another shake the earth. If all things are perpetually reborn and you are immortal, then I will sever the cycle of reincarnation and send you to hell!"
Ye Tian's cultivation level was inferior to his opponent's, and his strength was even inferior.
But he possessed conviction, an unwavering conviction, the courage to never regret his moves, and the tenacity to never back down.
The longsword cleaved through the earth, scorched yellow soil. The Five Finger Mountain, stretching as far as the eye could see, collapsed with a deafening roar.
What shattered him was merely a tiny human being on the ground, insignificant in both size and realm.
But it shattered this enormous Five Finger Mountain.
But Ye Tian knew it was time to wait for death. This bizarre, terrifying monster, whose species was unknown and whose power limit was unknown, was still condensed within the mountain range despite its body being shattered into pieces.
In other words, it will reappear.
But Ye Tian had already done his best.
"Just wait to die, junior sister. Before I die, I hope you can cultivate. After all, I won't die in peace until I've extracted all the remaining value from you working people." Ye Tian said his last wish before he died, and then sat on the ground to wait for death.
Having shown the courage to never regret his moves, having exhausted all his strength, Ye Tian was ready to accept death.
He would never regret it. Everything he had today was thanks to the support of the ruthless sect's laborers, and he would never abandon any of them, no matter how powerful the enemy.
"Insects, you deserve to die!" Ye Tian's two sword strikes shattered the sky and cracked the earth, seemingly having thoroughly enraged this inhuman monster.
A startling voice suddenly rang out, and the phantom in the air solidified into a human form. With utter indifference, it reached out and pressed its hand against Ye Tian's chest. Just as a massive aura was about to destroy Ye Tian's physical body and primordial spirit, annihilating him completely and preventing him from ever being reincarnated...
"We scholars should slay evil spirits." A refined yet aloof voice rang out, and Kong Chan, wearing a scholar's cap, feather fan, and turban, appeared on the ground, facing the humanoid phantom.
"You evil demons and heretics, how dare you act so presumptuously at the gate of my academy?!" A furious shout rang out, and the books transformed into a massive, imposing mountain, pressing down on the ground.
Then look at the people standing on the page.
Kong Chan, Dean of the Confucian Academy; Chen Zhang, Academician of the Confucian Academy; and Chen Dexing, Academician of the Confucian Academy.
These were people Ye Tian knew. In addition, there were various renowned scholars, all standing not far away with solemn expressions, calmly watching the illusory figure.
The illusory figure's face was extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and coldly questioned, "You Hanlin Academy dare to interfere in my affairs? Aren't you afraid of death?!"
Although Kong Chan had seemed like a scoundrel when they first met, he was now incredibly dashing. He sneered, "What a ridiculous joke! Only evil and crooked people have ever feared the Hanlin Academy. When have we ever heard of anyone threatening us? I think you've lost your mind from a fever!"
The illusory figure's face was icy cold as it hysterically shouted, "Insolence! I am the master of a sect in Zhongzhou. What is the Hanlin Academy compared to me?! Today I will destroy your lineage!"
This was the first time Ye Tian had seen this phantom attack.
The palm slammed down, a double blow to both the soul and the body, sending shivers down one's spine. If one were merely at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, this palm strike would surely reduce them to ashes.
Even Kong Chan of the academy was only at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, causing Ye Tian to furrow his brow. He couldn't help but feel somewhat worried.
But when you look at Kong Chan and the many great scholars of the academy, their expressions are calm and composed, as if nothing has happened.
It was as if this palm, capable of annihilating a peak Grand Luo Golden Immortal, was just an ordinary attack method.
This level of confidence deeply shocked Ye Tian.
A deafening roar!
Ye Tian felt a sudden jolt in his heart and pressed down with his palm. He then discovered that none of the Confucian scholars were injured.
"A virtuous person is not afraid of evil spirits and can suppress the chaos of the five directions."
With a deafening roar, the book at the foot of the academy shrank dozens of times and shot into the sky, heading straight for Xu Ying to suppress.
A bloodcurdling scream, utterly horrific and horrific, rang out!
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