Chapter 438: The Selfless Black Sword

At this moment, Mo Chang Tianzun stood outside the heavens, her confidence stemming from her backing in Ghost Dominion Heaven.

According to her plan, a from Purple Fate Heaven would soon come out to engage in a negotiation. How much compensation she could extract would depend entirely on her ability to argue.

Meanwhile, within Purple Fate Heaven, many cultivators were stirred, discussing the situation.

"Blood Robe Senior Brother killed... Mo Na?"

"Ghost Dominion Heaven's Mo Na?"

"It seems Blood Robe Senior Brother really has some true strength!"

"Mo Na is one of Ghost Dominion Heaven's top prodigies, having fought against Ice Sword Senior Brother with victories on both sides!"

"If Blood Robe Senior Brother killed Mo Na, it shows his strength surpasses that of Ice Sword Senior Brother. The rumors must be true—the Old Ancestor might really be planning to pit Blood Robe Senior Brother against..."

Some cultivators, realizing what this meant, adopted solemn expressions. They didn’t know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Naturally, they hoped for the emergence of a peerless genius in Purple Fate Heaven, someone who could crush Black Sword.

All the cultivators were now watching the sky, eager to see how the situation would unfold. After all, it wasn’t often that a Yang God Tianzun came to their doorstep.

Perhaps once in ten thousand years.

And when it did happen, it was usually in other regions of Black Abyss, not in Purple Fate Heaven.

Suddenly, a thunderous, enraged voice echoed across the skies.

"What manner of stray dog dares to bark at my door?"

With that voice, a golden giant hand appeared outside the sky.

The massive hand seemed to stretch across the heavens, emanating divine majesty!

The moment the giant hand appeared, Mo Chang Tianzun felt terror.

"A... ?"

Her face paled with fear. Searᴄh the Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She had come merely to extort some compensation, but how had she provoked such an ancient and terrifying cultivator to act?

"Senior... If you strike me, do you wish to provoke a war between Ghost Dominion Heaven and Black Abyss?" Mo Chang Tianzun stammered in terror.

The terrifying hand made her feel utterly helpless.

She even felt that escape was impossible.

Most frightening of all, she sensed a powerful killing intent.

She was truly afraid now.

"I’m in a bad mood and need somewhere to vent it. You showed up at the perfect time!" Purple Fate Ancestor’s voice echoed like that of a deity.

The removal of his share of the had left him in a bad mood. Now that this small fry had appeared at his doorstep, she was the perfect outlet for his frustrations.

Even though she was a Yang God of Ghost Dominion Heaven, when had Purple Fate Ancestor ever been afraid?

As soon as he finished speaking, the enormous golden hand descended toward Mo Chang Tianzun.

"No!" Mo Chang Tianzun felt the immense danger descending on her.

She activated her Astral Body, causing the stars of the Star Realm to light up with brilliance.

She tried to escape.

But...

Her Astral Body couldn’t be deployed, locked within her body.

Looking out, she saw that the golden hand had locked her in place.

Even in the vast and boundless Star Realm, a massive golden hand had appeared out of nowhere, firmly grasping the stars she had cast her light upon.

"You cannot..."

Mo Chang Tianzun’s voice was filled with pain and despair as she realized she had encountered a madman.

She was only a , and the gap between her and a Yang God was as vast as the heavens themselves!

"I cannot stand hearing women scream. It annoys me!"

With those words, Purple Fate Ancestor’s giant hand clenched.

In an instant, Mo Chang Tianzun’s seemingly indestructible Yang God body was crushed within the massive hand.

In the Star Realm, the golden hand squeezed tighter, instantly shattering Mo Chang Tianzun’s star projection, reducing it to stardust scattered across the skies.

The fall of the Yang God was so sudden that no one had time to react.

All the cultivators and Yang Gods in Purple Fate Heaven who witnessed the event were stunned in terror.

Qi Yuan gazed at the sky, squinting, as ripples of emotion stirred within him.

"As expected, the stronger I become, the more terrifying the realm seems."

Even though Qi Yuan had merged with four thousand Nascent Souls, he couldn’t achieve what Purple Fate Ancestor had just done.

Not to mention that while Purple Fate Ancestor had struck from within Purple Fate Heaven, his hand had simultaneously manifested in the Star Realm, directly crushing Mo Chang Tianzun’s star projection.

Such methods were far beyond Qi Yuan’s current abilities.

"If ordinary cultivators are this powerful, how terrifying must the one from Taihuang Palace be?"

Qi Yuan mused, feeling a growing sense of urgency.

Hearing his words, An Xunlu felt a trace of disdain.

"You should wait until you’ve broken through to the Yang God realm before you talk about how terrifying the is!" An Xunlu, as Bull Horn Sister had mentioned, was quite talkative.

Qi Yuan couldn’t be bothered to respond to her.

She didn’t even grasp the concept of equality. Talking with her was like playing music to a cow.

Turning to Purple Fate Xiaolu, Qi Yuan felt much more at ease.

"Will the Old Ancestor’s killing of that Yang God cause problems?" Qi Yuan asked.

After all, Ghost Dominion Heaven had just lost a Yang God.

In terms of strength, Ghost Dominion Heaven wasn’t much weaker than Black Abyss.

"There shouldn’t be any problems. And if there are, they shouldn’t affect us," Purple Fate Xiaolu speculated. "Since the Old Ancestor made his move, he must have his reasons. Perhaps Black Abyss is preparing to make a larger move against Ghost Dominion Heaven."

Purple Fate Xiaolu’s reasoning seemed plausible to Qi Yuan.

When a cultivator acts, it’s never without purpose.

But at that moment, Qi Yuan suddenly felt the space around him tighten.

Time seemed to freeze around An Xunlu and Purple Fate Xiaolu.

He knew that Purple Fate Ancestor had arrived.

Sure enough, the familiar voice echoed again.

"Purpose? What nonsense! I’ve just been in a bad mood recently, and that woman was screeching outside my door, annoying me." Purple Fate Ancestor’s voice was calm.

It seemed killing that Yang God had relieved much of his frustration.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan was left speechless.

Was this... a crime of passion?

He wanted to ask,

"You must think that Yang Gods are supposed to be beyond worldly concerns, their emotions serene and calm?" Purple Fate Ancestor’s voice rose slightly. "But we cultivators walk the immortal path, fighting against the heavens, all for the sake of freedom and doing as we please. If we turn ourselves into something like the Dao itself, wouldn’t that be incredibly dull?"

Qi Yuan thought about it and saw some truth in his words.

What was the purpose of cultivation?

Wasn’t it to achieve great freedom and happiness?

If a cultivator couldn’t even express their emotions, always suppressing them, wouldn’t that be too stifling?

"I killed that woman. For Black Abyss, it’s a trivial matter. But as for you, I’d suggest you lay low for a while."

"The cultivators of Ghost Dominion Heaven are a bit deranged. They might seek revenge, and you could become their target."

"Thank you for the warning, Senior." Qi Yuan made a mental note of the advice.

Whether he would heed it depended on his mood.

As the distortion in space disappeared and Purple Fate Ancestor’s presence faded, everything returned to normal.

An Xunlu glanced at Qi Yuan, visibly annoyed. "Do you have time?"

"What is it?" Qi Yuan asked, curious.

"Big Brother Black Sword wants to see you," An Xunlu replied begrudgingly.

"Oh? Tell him to come here then. I’m very busy right now, focusing on cultivating the . After all, I’ve angered Ghost Dominion Heaven, so I need to raise my strength to protect myself," Qi Yuan said seriously.

An Xunlu was speechless.

Could he really cultivate and raise his strength fast enough to defeat Ghost Dominion Heaven’s Yang Gods in such a short time?

But Qi Yuan didn’t give her any time to argue, quickly leaving with Purple Fate Xiaolu.

An Xunlu stood there, seething.

"How dare he refuse Big Brother Black Sword? Everyone else finds it nearly impossible to even get an audience with him!"

With no other choice, An Xunlu headed back to Black Abyss to report the situation to Black Sword.

...

In Black Abyss.

Amidst the endless Black Sea, Black Sword stood tall, clad in white robes, as elegant as jade.

With a single draw of his sword, the heavens and earth trembled.

After several dozen breaths, the Black Sea finally calmed.

A Yang God, observing Black Sword, revealed a look of surprise and admiration in his eyes. "Black Sword, your strength continues to grow. If I don’t use my powers, I can barely defeat you in a hundred breaths."

This was a remarkable assessment, considering Black Sword was only a .

The fact that the Yang God needed a hundred breaths to win without using his powers indicated how far Black Sword had come.

In fact, the Yang God even suspected Black Sword was holding back.

"It’s still not enough," Black Sword said calmly. "The divisions within Black Abyss are widening. I need to increase my strength quickly. Otherwise, when Lynia's Transformation begins, Black Abyss will be plunged into disaster."

The Yang God’s expression shifted. "Black Sword, you’ve been working hard."

As for Lynia's Transformation, the Yang God knew he couldn’t interfere. The gap was too great.

"I share the same blood as the Black Abyss Ancestor. Black Abyss is my home. It’s my duty to protect it and my comrades," Black Sword said lightly.

The Yang God admired him deeply. He could tell Black Sword spoke with complete sincerity.

Everyone knew the creatures of Black Abyss, due to their bloodlines, tended to be selfish and bloodthirsty.

Yet, Black Sword, sharing the same blood as the Black Abyss Ancestor, was as pure as a saint.

It was clear that once Black Sword ascended to , he would become the true leader of Black Abyss.

The long-standing divisions within Black Abyss would finally end.

At that moment, Black Sword received a transmission via his communication jade slip. His expression didn’t change as he calmly said, "Senior Brother, I have some matters to attend to. I’ll take my leave."

With those words, Black Sword vanished.

He reappeared moments later at Purple Fate Heaven.

Inside his chamber, Qi Yuan lounged lazily, gazing outside at Black Sword’s figure. He chuckled, "If you wanted to meet me, you should have just come earlier like today. Poor An Xunlu, running back and forth with those big… burdens of hers."

Black Sword’s expression remained calm, his face devoid of much emotion. "Blood Robe, this is the , refined by the Eight Elders of Black Abyss."

He continued, "One-quarter of it was originally reserved for you by the Third and Sixth Elders, but the First Elder took it for me. Now, I’m giving you that share."

As he spoke, Black Sword handed Qi Yuan a pill bottle.

Qi Yuan looked at the bottle, puzzled.

Black Sword explained the situation in detail.

"You’re quite generous," Qi Yuan rarely praised people, but this time he did.

He could tell that Black Sword was sincerely giving him the , not as a bribe.

It wasn’t a situation where the First Elder played the bad guy, and Black Sword played the good guy to win his favor.

"The First Elder’s actions were for the good of Black Abyss. Since you haven’t suffered any losses, I hope you’ll let this go," Black Sword added. "Lynia’s Transformation is approaching. I hope you can break through soon and secure your place."

"As long as no one offends me, I won’t offend them," Qi Yuan replied lazily. "I’ll take this and remember the favor. When I’m strong enough, I’ll have your back!"

Black Sword smiled faintly but didn’t reply.

Even though he had heard about Qi Yuan’s killing of Mo Na, he didn’t yet consider Qi Yuan a true rival.

His opponents weren’t from his generation, nor were they ordinary cultivators. His enemies were those who had mastered the ultimate truths of the Yang God realm!

"Take the in front of the . It will be more effective."

Black Sword gave this final advice before disappearing.