The Mother Ancestor Domain.
The Mother Ancestor trembled in fear, cautiously watching Dongbo Xueying standing high in the distance.
“How has Dongbo Xueying grown so strong?” The Mother Ancestor felt uneasy.
Suddenly—
Two streaks of azure sword light silently pierced through the void and entered the Mother Ancestor’s body. Her massive form shuddered before silently collapsing. Only then did the two Sword Masters manifest beside her, their cold gazes sweeping over the scene. To ensure absolute certainty, both of his avatars had acted simultaneously! The Sword Master cultivated supreme arcane techniques—even without supreme treasures or Hunyuan divine weapons, his strength was already thirty percent of the Nightmare Ancestor’s.
Killing a second-tier Cosmic God?
A single strike was more than enough.
“The Mother Ancestor… is dead just like that?” Dongbo Xueying sighed with emotion.
He still remembered the universe where he had been born—when the Mother Ancestor’s cult had invaded, bringing calamity upon his world.
Now, the very source of all Mother Ancestor cults across the entire source world—the Mother Ancestor herself—had been annihilated! She had lurked in the shadows for countless ages, accumulating countless means and treasures. Yet, in the face of absolute power, it had all amounted to nothing. Even Emperor Jun, a supreme existence, stood no chance against the current Sword Master. What hope did the Mother Ancestor have?
“Let’s go,” the Sword Master transmitted. “To the Ancient Sacred Domain.”
“To expel the Sacred Master,” Dongbo Xueying echoed, eager. They dared not delay, fearing the Sacred Master might sense the impending threat.
—
**Ancient Sacred Domain.**
The war incited by Emperor Jun had ended, and even Dongbo Xueying, who had once sought refuge here, had departed.
“How could this be?” The Sacred Master, clad in black gossamer robes, sat cross-legged on his obsidian bed, his heart in turmoil.
He was pleased that Emperor Jun had failed to bring about the world’s destruction and thus did not receive the Supreme Rule’s blessing.
Yet, the strength of the Sword Master and Dongbo Xueying troubled him deeply.
“They’ve grown too fast,” the Sacred Master muttered in disbelief. “The Sword Master is one thing—he’s cultivated for a long time. But Dongbo Xueying? How long has he trained? And he’s already reached the supreme level? Since when was breaking through to the supreme realm so easy? Or is his talent truly monstrous?”
A premonition gnawed at him.
Even in the next era, or the one after that…
With the Sword Master and Dongbo Xueying as obstacles, his chances of ultimately controlling the Supreme Rule were slim.
“With them opposing me, spreading my faith in the next era will be even harder,” the Sacred Master mused darkly. “And Dongbo Xueying excels in illusory realms—his soul manipulation is no weaker than mine.”
Little did he know, Dongbo Xueying had long since reached the second-tier in illusory realms.
“I must abandon the path of faith!”
“I’ll focus on comprehending other Daos, seizing as many cosmic essences as possible. Perhaps by merging multiple paths, I can break through by sheer force?” Though weighed down by pressure, the Sacred Master refused to yield. He knew all too well how difficult it was to escape the cage of existence. “The Sword Master and Dongbo Xueying—will they ever break free? The final victor is still undecided!”
Suddenly—
A ripple of disturbance caught his attention. “What now? Are they still chasing Emperor Jun? Didn’t he already flee?”
Following the ripple, his senses stretched to the Mother Ancestor Domain—only to find the Mother Ancestor dead!
Before shock could fully settle—
*Whoosh! Whoosh!*
Two treacherous azure sword lights stabbed into his body, too swift and sudden for even the Sacred Master to evade.
*BOOM!*
His form shattered into dissipating darkness.
*RUMBLE—*
Across the vast Ancient Sacred Domain, Dongbo Xueying appeared mid-air, unleashing the killing move of the *Flying Snow Battle Art*—**”Hunyuan Ocean!”**
The Sacred Master’s dispersed black energy coalesced anew in the distance. As a Destruction Demon, his survival skills rivaled even Emperor Jun’s.
Fury burned in his eyes as he glared at the distant Sword Master and Dongbo Xueying, who had enveloped the battlefield in a terrifying domain.
“Damn them!”
The Sacred Master seethed.
Now he understood.
After dealing with Emperor Jun, the Sword Master and Dongbo Xueying had turned their blades on him! His Ancient Sacred Avatars had been exhausted in the battle against Stone Old Demon, and his reserves remained pitifully low. Even at full strength, he stood no chance against the Sword Master.
“Escape.”
Instinct drove him to this choice.
Emperor Jun’s battles had proven one thing—against the Sword Master, resistance was futile. The more he fought, the worse his wounds.
*Whoosh! Whoosh!*
His Ancient Sacred Avatar merged with his main body in an instant. With a thunderous roar, he tore open a vortex in space and vanished within.
“After him!”
The same tactic used against Emperor Jun.
A weaker Dongbo Xueying clone, accompanied by the two Sword Masters, pursued relentlessly via teleportation!
—
While the hunt for the Sacred Master raged on, three of Dongbo Xueying’s powerful avatars remained in the Ancient Sacred Domain.
*BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!*
A vast illusory world descended. Though its range paled in comparison to Dongbo Xueying’s void domain—which could envelop the entire Ancient Sacred Domain with ease—the combined efforts of his three avatars barely managed to cover it.
“We must act swiftly to save them.”
Dongbo Xueying’s three avatars cast the illusory realm over the entire domain.
Every living being—from the weakest to the sole Thunder Cosmic God—fell under its sway. The Cosmic God, merely first-tier, was no match for Dongbo Xueying, who had fused four branches of the illusory path and stood one step from the supreme realm. His illusions were terrifying.
“Their souls.”
“That trace of power.”
Trapped in the illusion, none resisted. Their souls lay bare, allowing Dongbo Xueying to carefully infiltrate and sever the marks left upon them.
“The Thunder Cosmic God is troublesome.”
“Done. All marks are isolated.”
Isolation came first—preventing the Sacred Master from slaughtering his followers through those marks.
—
Not just the Ancient Sacred Domain. Other strongholds of the Ancient Sacred Cult, like the Ninecloud Continent, also received avatars. But none compared in scale—the Sacred Domain housed ninety percent of the Sacred Master’s followers.
—
Harried by Dongbo Xueying and the Sword Master, the Sacred Master burned with rage. The thought of slaughtering his own followers never crossed his mind—instinctively, he still saw them as the wellspring of his Ancient Sacred Avatar’s power. Why would he destroy what he sought to protect?
“How dare they!”
Fury and humiliation churned within him.
For eras untold, he had reigned supreme, commanding fear and respect.
Now, he had been dethroned—reduced to a fugitive, a stray dog. The shame was unbearable. Yet rage availed him nothing. The Sword Master’s power crushed him utterly, and Dongbo Xueying’s void path left him no place to hide.
“Sacred Master, you cannot escape.”
The trio appeared again. Sword light flashed—
*BOOM!*
His body exploded once more.
“Nowhere to run.” Unbeknownst to him, Dongbo Xueying had already recalled his avatars from guarding other domains to focus on the Ancient Sacred Domain.
Yet the Sacred Master fled deeper into the wilderness, avoiding major domains.
*Whoosh!*
*BOOM!*
Sword light rained down.
Five assaults in rapid succession drained thirty percent of his vitality. The Sword Master’s dual avatars struck as one.
“No choice. The Labyrinth Corridor.”
With a snarl, the Sacred Master tore open a path and plunged into the maze-like dimension—home to the Destruction Demons.
**Labyrinth Corridor.**
A twisted, ever-shifting maze where space fractured unpredictably. Even Cosmic Gods struggled to navigate it—a sanctuary ordained by the Supreme Rule.
“They’ll never find him here,” Dongbo Xueying frowned. “Even if we do, he’ll just slip away again. Let him rot in this prison.”
“Agreed.” The Sword Master nodded, smiling.
—
In a sealed pocket of the Labyrinth Corridor, the Sacred Master stood alone.
Surrounded by endless white desolation, despair gnawed at him.
To think he had been reduced to this—hunted like a beast, forced to cower in this accursed maze. Even here, the dimension suppressed him. Only the native Destruction Demons, born to bring ruin, moved freely.
“Is this… my end?”
Then—
“My followers!”
A sudden realization struck.
Dongbo Xueying’s avatars had severed his connection to over ninety-nine percent of his believers.
“How? How could he break my soul marks?”
Stranded, bereft of power—what did he have left?
Even in the next era, with the Sword Master and Dongbo Xueying as foes, his existence would be wretched.
For the first time, icy dread crept into his heart.
“I refuse to accept this!”
His calm facade shattered, revealing the monstrous visage of a Destruction Demon. Black mist roiled around him as he roared into the void—
“I! REFUSE!”
His howls echoed through the empty expanse, unanswered.
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