The night was deep, and although the crack had been severed, it remained like the tooth marks left by a giant beast in the northern sky. [Extra Chapter]



The night was deep, and although the crack had been severed, it still seemed to writhe across the northern sky like the teeth marks left by a giant beast.

Lu Yiran stood outside the setting sun, his white robes reflecting the last rays of twilight, his knuckles lightly tapping the spine of his sword—

"bite--"

The sword's cry was like a morning bell, distant and clear, spreading in all directions.

He is making a call to action.

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The night was deep, and although the crack had been severed, it still seemed to writhe across the northern sky like the teeth marks left by a giant beast.

Lu Yiran stood outside the setting sun, his white robes reflecting the last rays of twilight, his knuckles lightly tapping the spine of his sword—

"bite--"

The sword's cry was like a morning bell, distant and clear, spreading in all directions.

He is making a call to action.

Moments later, cracks appeared in the void one after another—

Dong, a true disciple of the Purple Lightning Sword Sect, with lightning arcs swirling around his body;

Nan, the Holy Maiden of the Crimson Sky Sword Pavilion, wields a fiery sword like a phoenix;

West, the Sword Demon of Broken Mountain, wields a heavy, edgeless sword;

In the north, at the Frostbite Sword Pavilion, a snow-clad girl wields twin swords, their blades gleaming with frost.

The four bowed simultaneously, their voices converging like rolling thunder.

"Greetings, Lord of the Star Judgment!"

Lu Yiran raised his hand, and the phantom of the sun rose from behind him, illuminating the surrounding area and turning everyone's faces golden white.

"The Northern Rift, only the second one."

"I have detected that the turbid sea is simultaneously tearing apart all the heavens—"

"A total of one hundred and three places."

The expressions on everyone's faces changed drastically.

"I want you, one person per domain, to guard the rift and slay the evil shadows."

"The ten-day period is up. After ten days, whether the crack has closed or not, we will return to this place."

"Those who break the schedule—"

Lu Yiran's voice was gentle, yet it revealed a chilling killing intent: "According to the law of desertion, I will personally clean up this mess."

The four responded in unison, transformed into sword light, and vanished in an instant.

The mountaintop returned to silence, with only the wind swirling away the ashes.

Lu Yiran looked down at his palm—

There, a dark line quietly emerged, wriggling like a living creature, spreading against the light and flames towards the wrist.

This is a mark left by the lingering influence of "negative merit" when the second evil shadow was slain.

He chuckled softly, his fingertips tracing the black patterns, his voice so low that only he could hear it:

"You want to drag me into this turbid sea?"

"Then let's take a look—"

"I was the one who was corrupted by you first,"

"Or I shall burn your entire abyss first."

He raised his hand, and the Star-Cutting Sword flashed, slicing through his fingertip.

As the blood dripped, the golden flames instantly burned away the black markings, leaving only a barely visible black dot in the flesh.

Lu Yiran's expression remained unchanged. He sheathed his sword, turned around, and stepped into the night.

"The third crack is about to appear."

The white-clad figure disappeared into the darkness, like a sun.

Actively walking into the abyss

Just to illuminate—

A battlefield further away. The abyss answered his footsteps.

The third crack did not open in the sky, but inside his body—the black dot transformed into a silent portal, and with each heartbeat, whispers traveled upwards along his blood.

"Lu Yiran...can you burn away the black mist, and burn away your own body?"

He ignored it, pouring the spiritual power of the sun into his heart, the light enveloping his bones, burning the whispers into screams.

At the same time, one hundred and three black lines lit up in the desolate borderlands of the myriad realms—

The ten-day period has only been three days, and ninety-seven cracks have already closed.

The remaining six paths, however, emitted the bloody light of sword cultivators' deaths.

Lu Yiran stood atop Remnant Star Mountain, unfolding the "Star-Cutting Order," his fingertips tracing the names that had been extinguished, his gaze as calm as a frozen lake.

“Deserters?” he said softly. “No, vanguard.”

He raised his hand, and the sun rose, revealing six projections within its halo—

Lei Xiu with a missing arm, a snow-clad girl wreathed in black flames, a heavy-sword-wielding boy leaning on his sword for support...

They were all trapped deep within their own fissures, their life force as fragile as a candle flickering in the wind.

Lu Yiran closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils transformed into two coronas, one golden white and the other dark black—

That is a forbidden technique that uses the body as a furnace to forcibly refine negative merits into fuel: "The Fallen Sun".

"wait for me."

He stepped into the projection, and his white robes were instantly engulfed by black and gold flames.

When it reappeared, it was already in the most dangerous part of the Northern Sea Rift—

The girl in white was being dragged towards the turbid sea by a hundred-eyed evil shadow.

The sword light flashed like the first rays of dawn, blinding a hundred eyes in an instant.

Another flash, and the evil shadow was severed in two.

Lu Yiran carried the unconscious girl on his back, his voice low and gentle:

"Go to sleep. The rest—I'll take care of it."

He turned and looked into the deeper darkness.

Dark spots spread across the chest; light and shadow battled within the blood vessels.

But he laughed, like the blazing sun colliding with the polar night—

"The third one."

"Next, it's my turn to guard the entire line."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed his fingers like a sword and slashed across his own chest—

Blood splattered, and golden flames and black fire rose simultaneously.

It transformed into a sun that was half black and half white.

Hanging high above the crack,

Shining towards a more distant battlefield,

Also shining on—

His own heart, which was about to be devoured.

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