[Fantasy Martial Arts] The Legend of the Evil God (Complete) - Chapter 40 (End)

Chapter Seven: Last Hope

A last wisp of smoke drifted into the endless night sky.

A dense darkness shrouded the entire Wancang, as if foreshadowing the current state of affairs; darkness rose, and light was suppressed, unable to rise.

However, a few refused to give up hope, searching for a final glimmer of light in the endless darkness, like the person before them.

A monk's robe fluttered gently in the night wind, covering a slender and handsome young monk. Wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a long staff on his back, he appeared like an unreal phantom, walking through the valley.

"According to the intelligence... it should be this direction..."

The monk slightly raised his bamboo hat, gazing at the distant night sky. In the heavens, an exceptionally bright blue demonic star burned fiercely, eclipsing all other stars!

"We need to hurry..."

The monk's voice revealed an undisguised deep worry.

His steps seemed slow but were actually fast, revealing a solid foundation in martial arts. Such an extraordinary person, appearing in this barren land, must have something to do.

Time passed, from night to dawn, from valley to plain, and the scenery before the monk suddenly changed... a lush green grassland, exuding a kind of inexhaustible vitality, made the monk, who had been carrying a hidden worry, twitch his brow and involuntarily exclaim, "This is it!"

The monk quickened his pace and ran forward. Along the way, all kinds of exotic flowers and rare herbs competed for beauty, many of which were peculiar varieties that the monk had never seen or heard of before. Why were they all gathered in one place? There must be something strange about this.

"There's no mistake... it must be 'him'..."

Reaching the end of the grassland, an incredible scene suddenly appeared before him.

The earth was verdant, bathed in warm light, filled with birdsong and the fragrance of flowers. Beneath the twin sal trees, sat a figure—him.

Tender green grass, a profusion of flowers, turning barren land into an oasis, all because of "him."

"Sword Emperor, Blade King" Ding Shenzhao.

Only Ding Chenyi, the "Heavenly Sword and Peerless Blade," possesses the "Sword Qi of Life," capable of transforming nothingness into something, bringing the dead back to life, and turning barren land into a garden. And the only person in the world to inherit the "Sword of Life" is his direct descendant—Ding Shenzhao!

In fact, Ding Shenzhao, now possessing the "Sword of Life," the "Falling Flower Technique," and the "Great Brahma Heart Sutra," is likely even more accomplished than Ding Chenyi resurrected in terms of his understanding and mastery of the "Sword Qi of Life."

A cool breeze and dew brushed past the monk, bringing a comforting sensation akin to a lover's kiss. Although the monk had been a monk since childhood and knew little of matters between men and women, when he saw Ding Shenzhao sitting quietly beneath the twin Sal trees, he felt an urge to worship him. He quickly used Buddhist meditation techniques to calm this impulse.

The monk was unaware that this was because Ding Shenzhao possessed the "Great Brahma Heart Sutra," a top-tier martial art within Buddhism and the source of all streams of knowledge. Therefore, it was only natural for the monk to want to express his submission to Ding Shenzhao.

A faint fragrance of flowers and sandalwood wafted on the breeze, and the monk involuntarily stopped, afraid to disturb the tranquility of this harmonious place, but his mission compelled him, and his heart was in turmoil.

Fortunately, at that moment, Ding Shenzhao's eyes suddenly opened, and two sharp, lightning-like gazes shot towards him.

The monk's heart trembled. If Ding Shenzhao had attacked him at that instant, he certainly wouldn't have been able to dodge! He was one of the top masters among the younger generation, yet he wasn't even confident he could withstand a single move from the opponent!

"—Indeed, he is our last hope…"

Ding Shenzhao glanced at the monk, then slowly closed his eyes again, and said, "Are you from the 'Zen Sect'?…"

The monk trembled, involuntarily blurting out, "How did you know?…"

Ding Shenzhao didn't even look up, continuing, "There's a Zen aura about you."

The monk sighed, reaching down to remove his bamboo hat, revealing a handsome face with distinct features and refined features—it was none other than the long-unseen "Bodhi Child" Maitreya!

"As expected of one of the Four Great Generals, the title 'Sword Emperor and Blade King' is well-deserved."

Ding Shenzhao's sword-like eyebrows twitched, and a faint melancholy seemed to fill the air.

"Sword Emperor, Blade King... I wish I had never heard of these names in my life..."

Maitreya stepped forward and said, "This is your responsibility, and the destiny you cannot escape..."

Ding Shenzhao's expression hardened, his eyes flashing with cold light, and he said coldly, "The so-called destiny is nothing more than the will you have imposed on me..."

Maitreya waved his hand and said, "No one is forcing you to do anything. The point is, what do you want to do?"

Ding Shenzhao's expression shifted, and he muttered to himself, "What do I want to do... what do I want to do..."

"What I want to do is..."

Maitreya said, "No matter what you want to do, I am here to let you know that during the days you have been in seclusion, more than ten thousand people have died at the hands of the 'Peerless Evil God'."

Ding Shenzhao exclaimed in surprise, "What?!"

"I know you might find it hard to believe, but it's absolutely true. It's as if Ni Tianxie is possessed by a god of death. After disappearing for a while during the 'Life and Death Peak' battle, he reappeared as the 'Silver Death God,' and he kills indiscriminately, showing no mercy to anyone he sees! He doesn't discriminate between men and women, young and old, or whether they are martial artists or not. He's simply a death god who kills for the sake of killing, whose only purpose in life is to pursue bloodshed!"

Ding Shenzhao closed his eyes after hearing this, remaining silent for a long time before finally speaking, "I believe you're telling the truth."

Maitreya spat, "Of course, why would I lie to you?"

"Tianxie... in the end, we still can't escape a battle... is this what they call 'destiny'?"

Ding Shenzhao's voice didn't seem to be directed at Maitreya, but rather at someone who wasn't even there.

"What is your purpose in coming to me?"

Maitreya was taken aback, then replied, "Of course, it's to ask you to come out of seclusion and stop the 'Peerless Evil God' from his indiscriminate killing."

Ding Shenzhao asked again, "Why me? Why must it be me?"

"Of course, because you are the nemesis of the 'Peerless Evil God' as indicated by the stars..."

Ding Shenzhao chuckled, "Then let me ask you, do you think it's the distant stars in the sky, or the long staff on your back, that can protect your life?"

Maitreya was speechless. "This..."

Ding Shenzhao said, "No matter how strong the Heaven-Defying Evil God is, he is still just one person. If he could gather the strength of all the martial arts masters in the world, he might not be unable to fight back. But you are content to be a disorganized bunch, preferring to accept your fate or wait for death rather than rise up in resistance. You are just placing your hopes on a false illusion! Why do you think that I will be able to defeat the 'Peerless Evil God'?"

Maitreya was drenched in cold sweat. The other party was about the same age as him, but the sense of authority he gave him was far greater than that of his deceased master. Is this the only person in the world who can be compared with the "Peerless Evil God," the "Sword Emperor and Blade King"? Indeed, meeting him is even more impressive than hearing about him!

However, being rendered speechless by the other party's words meant the mission had completely failed, and the last hope to save the world was shattered.

Just as Maitreya was struggling with what to do, a strange light flashed in Ding Shenzhao's eyes, and he sighed, "You don't need to be discouraged. Even if you hadn't come to me, I was preparing to go and fight Tianxie."

"Ah?!"

Hearing such an unexpected statement, for a moment, Miroku thought he had misheard.

Ding Shenzhao gazed at the sky and said in a calm, serene tone, "I did this not to stop him, but to save him..."

Miroku couldn't understand the meaning behind Ding Shenzhao's words, but the latter didn't need his understanding. He smiled slightly and said, "I won't explain to you, and you don't need to understand. I did this not for anyone..."

"Not for... anyone?..." Miroku became more and more confused.

Ding Shenzhao murmured, "The constant is also the impermanent... the impermanent is also the constant... Heavenly Evil... I finally understand your good intentions... but how much of my good intentions can you understand?..."

Listening to the other's seemingly dreamlike words, Miroku was increasingly bewildered. Fortunately, Ding Shenzhao didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to play riddles with him. He stood up, and his entire aura changed dramatically, becoming as boundless as the heavens and as deep and unfathomable as the ocean.

"Go back and issue a public announcement to the entire martial arts world, saying that I, 'Sword Emperor and Blade King' Ding Shenzhao, will make my first and last challenge to 'Peerless Evil God' Ni Tianxie!"

Every sentient being possesses its own spiritual realm, and the scenes manifested within this realm reflect the individual's state of mind, will, and emotions, much like a reflection on water.

Normally, every living being has its own private and exclusive spiritual realm, without a doubt.

However, what if a "person's" spiritual personality is not unique, but exists in multiple forms? What would this "person's" spiritual world be like? ...

Dark, thick clouds gathered, torrential rain poured down like a torrential downpour, and bolts of lightning, like apocalyptic divine punishment, continuously pounded the dust-covered, desolate land. Emptiness, destruction, and annihilation—this was the spiritual world of the current number one person in the world—"Peerless Evil God" Ni Tianxie!

Within this devastated spiritual realm, a peculiar space, incongruous with its surroundings, drifted in the void, radiating a strange light. It expanded and contracted at will, giving the impression of being on the verge of disappearing at any moment, teetering on the brink of destruction.

"Finally found you, you damned, undead thing!"

A wild voice echoed from the farthest reaches of the world, yet in an instant, it was upon the strange space. The owner of the voice possessed flowing silver hair, and his crimson eyes were as deep and dark as the abyss of hell. He exuded a domineering aura, as if proclaiming to all his terrifying, godlike power, declaring himself emperor!

"You've arrived later than I expected…you mother-crazy monster…"

The mocking words floated hollowly, leaving no trace, as if coming from nothingness. Then, the strange space began to rotate on its own, its surface becoming murky before turning transparent, as if about to vanish from the world.

"I finally found you, do you think I'd let you escape?..."

The silver-haired madman's words were like thunder. He spread his hands, and a heavy, almost tangible, evil power rapidly condensed throughout his spiritual world. It then acted upon the now shrunken, chaotic sphere, the terrifying power enveloping and suppressing it relentlessly, as if it would crush even the smallest molecules that make up matter before it would stop!

"In my world, all power is at my disposal... The gap between you and me is overwhelming, you have no chance of escaping..."

"Come out now!"

the silver-haired madman roared. The structure of the chaotic sphere finally couldn't withstand such force and shattered with a loud bang. The residual force shook the entire space, causing it to tremble and become unstable.

The thunder stopped, the rain ceased, the chaos dissipated, and a man's figure slowly emerged from the void…

A handsome, clean-cut appearance, a charming and kind smile, yet somehow carrying a hint of malevolence. Even amidst this apocalyptic hellish scene, he still exuded a unique personal charisma. He was none other than a protagonist who should have died long ago… or rather, who had never truly "existed" in the first place…

"Evil Star" Jun Tianxie!

Standing before him was the master of this world, his "creator," the terrifying silver-haired Grim Reaper, the leader of the "Four Great Generals," the "Peerless Evil God" Ni Tianxie!

Creator and created, separated by two years and fifteen days, since that reversed ending, the two had finally met again!

Unfortunately, there was never any possibility of peaceful coexistence between them; each meeting could only come at the cost of one side's destruction…

“Finally, we meet again. That damned old ghost Jun, he left me with such an annoying mess!”

Jun Tianxie raised an eyebrow and smiled. “It seems you've also discovered the key to my continued existence.”

Ni Tianxie said bitterly, “The Nirvana of the Evil Path…”

Jun Tianxie blinked and said, “Only half right, so you won't get the prize…”

Ni Tianxie angrily said, “Are you playing me?!”

Jun Tianxie shook his head and said, “How could I dare? I just thought that with your intelligence, you should be able to guess the answer easily.”

“You can't blame him, because the so-called law of being blinded by one's own involvement is something even the strongest cannot easily escape.”

A third voice pierced through the mental realm, and Ni Tianxie turned around sharply, only to see another extremely unexpected figure.

"How could it be...it's you?!"

Ni Tianxie saw a silver-haired man who resembled him but had a completely different temperament. The three of them stood side by side, like triplets, with the last one, "Tianxie," looking the most mature!

"Sheng Yukong!"

"Six Paths Holy Emperor"—Sheng Yukong smiled at Ni Tianxie and said, "Unexpectedly, you'd like to meet me here. Are you surprised?"

Sheng Yukong's smile was nothing short of irony for Ni Tianxie, fueling his anger and boiling with killing intent.

"Damn it! Are you two playing with me? Do you think I'm someone you can toy with? You damned things, today I'll make sure you're both truly annihilated, body and soul! Vanish forever!"

Ni Tianxie's handsome face was filled with indescribable rage and killing intent. A fierce killing sword aura emanated from his body, and a thick aura of death filled the entire space.

"Ten Directions Annihilated!"

Chapter Eight: Reality and Illusion.

The entire spiritual world was originally structured around the will of the Heaven-Defying Evil. Once the "Creator" harbored murderous intent, even if one fled to the ends of the earth, one could not escape the omnipresent hand of death!

"Boom!"

A million sword energies, earth-shattering and terrifying, filled the surroundings, slicing the earth open like tofu. This divine might was beyond anyone's resistance. Jun Tianxie and Sheng Yukong were instantly destroyed and pulverized in the howling storm of sword energy!

"Is it... over already?"

Even with the power of the "Peerless Evil God," a sword move that consumed immense energy required him to recover and regulate his breathing afterward. However, what happened next was beyond his expectations.

—Whoosh!

The two people who should have been torn to pieces and left no trace of their bodies suddenly had a trace of aura slowly forming at the spot where they had been annihilated. It rapidly expanded from a small black dot, then the head, hands, feet... the limbs quickly regenerated, and the body was reborn. Jun Tianxie and Sheng Yukong, who had just been "killed," reappeared unharmed before Ni Tianxie!

"How could this be... how is this possible?"

Ni Tianxie could hardly believe his eyes. Even though he was in the world of consciousness, the objects he had "destroyed" were still gone forever, with no possibility of being resurrected! But what was happening before his eyes? ... Sheng Yukong,

the most mature-looking of the three with a weathered appearance, said with a half-smile, half-sigh, "Even now, you still don't understand?"

Ni Tianxie's eyes were filled with madness as he roared hysterically, "You indestructible trash! Why are you still bothering me? I refuse to believe I can't deal with you! I'll kill! Kill! Kill!"

Jun Tianxie sighed, "Don't you understand? The reason we can continue to exist is because of you!" Ni Tianxie's

mind trembled violently, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly, "What did you say? Say it again."

The "Peerless Evil God" was no ordinary mortal; in terms of wisdom, he was definitely one of the best in the world. Although the situation was chaotic, after calming down a bit, he was able to gradually sort out his thoughts.

Sheng Yukong said, "Because you 'need' us, that's why we exist!"

Ni Tianxie's vision went black as many things flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. In that instant, he seemed to understand some things, yet also seemed to understand nothing at all.

Jun Tianxie shook his head, saying, "Invincibility is the loneliest thing. Only today can I understand my father's state of mind back then."

Sheng Yukong chuckled, "I deeply understood that state of mind more than three hundred years ago."

Ni Tianxie's body trembled, and he blurted out, "Are you saying that because I had no rivals in the world after defeating Di Shitian, I subconsciously 'imagined' the two of you, just like when I created the 'Evil Star' and the 'Demon Star'?"

Jun Tianxie and Sheng Yukong didn't answer, but their expressions said it all.

"How could... such an absurd thing happen?..."

Ni Tianxie covered his face with his hands, cold sweat pouring down his back.

The cause of all this change came from "Evil Path Nirvana" and "All Evils Return to the Source."

Ten years ago, when "King Yama" Jun Nitian discovered that his son seemed to harbor another soul, the shock he felt was no less than when he first saw "Heavenly Beauty" Yu Baixue. When

problems arise, solutions must be found. Jun Nitian was no ordinary man who would bow to difficulties. Despite the thorny issue, how could the "Number One Ruler Under Heaven" be helpless? Finally, after scouring classic historical texts, he found a cure—the Evil Path of Nirvana!

With this "evil path of Nirvana," a spiritual secret method of "creating something from nothing," perhaps he could leave his son a sliver of hope for survival, a chance for resurrection.

Even a "virtual" personality is still a form of "existence," and as long as there is "existence," there is "hope." This was Jun Nitian's "fatherly love" for his "manufactured" son—Jun Tianxie! It was a fatherly love never expressed outwardly, yet infinitely profound and boundless!

Jun Nitian knew that his only son possessed a powerful soul not his own, and that this soul would one day awaken, potentially erasing the Jun family bloodline forever! To prevent this, he left behind a "magic" that allowed puppets to become human, so that his son would have a final chance to win back his losses should the worst-case scenario occur.

Later events proved Jun Nitian's foresight was unparalleled; he truly deserved the title of "Number One Jun Under Heaven," possessing unparalleled martial prowess and wisdom. His only weakness was his weakness in matters of the heart, which led to the loss of a future general.

The battle of wits and strength between "Yama Emperor" Jun Nitian and "Six Paths Holy Emperor" Sheng Yukong, two peerless masters separated by four hundred years, unfolded. In the first round, Sheng Yukong emerged victorious; in the second round, the outcome remained uncertain.

If "Evil Path Nirvana" was the distant cause of Jun Tianxie's "resurrection," then "All Evils Return to the Source" was the immediate cause of Sheng Yukong's "rise from decline."

"Return of All Evils" is a unique martial art that uses a split personality to simulate the user's martial arts. Powered by Ni Tianxie's peak "Alaya Consciousness," it can achieve at least 90% of the original's power. The fact that one can simultaneously power the techniques of several highly skilled masters makes Ni Tianxie's martial art unprecedented and unparalleled!

However, is there truly a perfect martial art in this world? The extreme power of "Return of All Evils" comes with extreme mental distortion. The danger of splitting one's personality into eight parts is like anesthetizing oneself and then binding one's limbs with eight wild horses—a situation where one could easily meet an annihilation!

Facing Di Shitian's "Nine Yang Ultimate," Ni Tianxie achieved a brilliant victory with "Return of All Evils" at eight times its limit, but at a considerable cost: awakening the two great "inner demons," Sheng Yukong and Jun Tianxie!

Since ancient times, it's easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away. Ni Tianxie, believing himself to possess unparalleled "Alaya-consciousness" cultivation, thought he could control the ultimate move, "Return of All Evils," but he hadn't anticipated the long-term and immediate consequences, ultimately leading to this irreparable mess.

Because this invincible move, "Return of All Evils," in essence, uses a disordered "personality" to generate power, pushing it far beyond what one could control with only one "personality." However, while using this invincible power, its aftereffects severely impact one's original thoughts, weakening one's "control"—this is the double-edged sword of the ultimate move.

Ni Tianxie wasn't unaware of the seriousness of this, but his arrogance prevented him from considering the possibility of failure. Besides, one's thoughts are not something one can completely control; as the saying goes, defeating others is easy, but defeating "oneself" is extremely difficult.

"Hahahaha! Hahahahahaha!"

Ni Tianxie suddenly threw his head back and laughed wildly, his laughter echoing throughout his consciousness.

"Damn it! I never thought I, Ni Tianxie, would be so absurd! It turns out the hidden worry that has been troubling me all along is the shit you two 'second-rate' bastards have created! Hahahaha! I'm such a failure!"

Although he spoke of his own failure, the killing intent emanating from Ni Tianxie was even stronger than before, causing Jun Tianxie and Sheng Yukong to turn their heads in surprise.

"What's so funny?"

"Hahaha! Hahahaha..."

Ni Tianxie lowered his hands, his lowered face emitting strange sounds.

"Even if you know it's you persistent ghosts causing trouble in my mind, so what?... With my current cultivation, even without using 'Ten Thousand Evils Return to the Origin,' I am already the undisputed number one in the world! As long as I don't give you another chance to come out, what can you do?"

Sheng Yukong and Ni Tianxie exchanged glances, both revealing expressions that implied meaning.

"You think you're invincible?"

Ni Tianxie said arrogantly. "Of course, this isn't confidence, it's a fact."

"There's at least one person in this world who can rival you."

"Who is it?"

"You know this person too, and you're just as familiar with him as we are with him."

"You mean... Ding Shenzhao?..." Ni Tianxie laughed loudly, "That incompetent spoiled brat? What makes you think he can pose a threat to me? Is it just because he's the 'Sword Emperor and Blade King,' and that ridiculous theory of the four stars' mutual restraint?"

Jun Tianxie smiled and said, "Whether you believe it or not, you know better than we do."

Ni Tianxie's smile vanished, replaced by a blank expression. "I don't want to continue this pointless conversation. Now that I know the problem and that you have no further ability to threaten my 'First Subject' status, I won't waste my precious time wasting on this. Until I figure out a way to permanently eliminate you, you should cherish your remaining days and continue to hide and eke out a living!"

Ni Tianxie's decision was both ruthless and decisive, even causing Sheng Yukong's expression to change upon hearing it.

Meanwhile, another "person"—Jun Tianxie—who seemed even more confident than the former, shook his head and sighed with a smile, "Unfortunately… it's too late, because he's already here…"

"What?…"

Ni Tianxie frowned, a look of confusion in his eyes.

Jun Tianxie closed his eyes and spread his hands towards the sky.

"I made a promise with him that if one day I ceased to be myself, he would personally 'save' me.

Now, it's time for him to fulfill that promise.

" Even Sheng Yukong, standing to the side, was surprised by Jun Tianxie's sudden action, looking puzzled as he pondered the meaning behind his words.

"The last two of the Four Great Generals... 'Peerless Evil God' and 'Sword Emperor and Blade King' have inherited the inexplicable destiny left by their fathers. Now... it's time for them to decide who is truly the strongest in the world..." A look of understanding

, surprise, and unease suddenly flashed in Ni Tianxie's eyes.

"So... you are actually?" "

Ni Tianxie couldn't finish his sentence.

Sheng Yukong and Jun Tianxie suddenly vanished before Ni Tianxie's eyes.

His consciousness began to collapse.

The surrounding scenery began to distort and deform, and the next moment, Ni Tianxie was back in the real world.

He opened his eyes, and the first person he saw was someone he should know very well, yet was also very unfamiliar with—'Sword Emperor and Blade King' Ding Shenzhao!

Ni Tianxie revealed an indescribable smile and said to Ding Shenzhao, 'You've finally come.'" Looking westward

, the sun had almost completely sunk below the horizon, leaving only a few reluctant rays of light, tug-of-war with the darkness.

In the woods where even the setting sun could not penetrate, two figures moved in the gloom. They were two peerless powerhouses who had once been incredibly close, yet were now bitter enemies, their fates twisted by destiny.

"Peerless Evil God" Ni Tianxie!

"Sword Emperor and Blade King" Ding Shenzhao!

The only two remaining stars among the "Four Great Generals," and the two strongest beings in the world, yet only one of them could remain alive, for "invincibility" was a crown reserved for only one!

But before the decisive battle, the two stood quietly together like intimate friends, seemingly enjoying this moment of peace.

"Is this your father's grave?"

Ni Tianxie, unusually calm, spoke to Ding Shenzhao beside him.

"Yes." Ding

Shenzhao's gaze fell on the tomb he had personally crafted for "Heavenly Sword and Absolute Blade" Ding Chenyi, and he nodded slightly.

Ni Tianxie looked up at the sky and said calmly, "So, shouldn't I also build a tomb for Old Man Jun?"...

"You won't." Ding Shenzhao said without even thinking.

Ni Tianxie laughed loudly.

"Hahaha! ...Truly, my parents gave me life, but Shenzhao understands me!"

"Why can't you forgive your father, Jun Nitian?" Ding Shenzhao asked calmly.

A cold glint flashed in Ni Tianxie's eyes, but he smiled and said, "From beginning to end, the object of his fatherly love and care was that 'Jun Tianxie' who never existed, not me."

Ni Tianxie turned to look at Ding Shenzhao.

"Tell me, what right does such a father have to be forgiven by me?" Ding

Shenzhao sighed inwardly.

Although Ni Tianxie's tone was calm, Ding Shenzhao, who understood the former far better than anyone else in the world, could sense beneath the calm surface a hatred that bred resentment towards everything in the world, a desire to destroy everything!

No one, not even his only concern in this world, his mother Yu Baixue, could shake or change Ni Tianxie's destructive will!

The only way to stop him was to defeat him.

Could he do that?

Or rather, could he bring himself to be so ruthless?

Even now, Ding Shenzhao still didn't know the answer to this question.

Chapter Nine Seeking My Own Path

As if seeing through Ding Shenzhao's inner conflict, Ni Tianxie smiled slightly and said, "You're thinking about how to 'stop' me? Or rather, how to 'kill' me?"

Ding Shenzhao remained silent, his expression one of deep contemplation, caught in a battle between heaven and man. After a long, long time, he sighed heavily and said, "Is there really no way to avoid this battle between us?" "

A wicked smile crept across Ni Tianxie's lips as he shook his head, saying, 'Absolutely impossible.'

Ding Shenzhao's body trembled. The resolute and ruthless tone in Ni Tianxie's voice shattered his last shred of hope.

'Why this trouble yourself?'

Ni Tianxie lightly brushed a strand of silver hair from his forehead, a half-smile on his face. 'Don't you know that according to the so-called 'destiny,' only one of us can exist in this world?'

Ding Shenzhao scoffed, 'I don't know when you started believing in fate.'

Ni Tianxie laughed heartily, 'Everyone says I should be your sworn enemy. Now, tell me, what should I do?'

Ding Shenzhao shook his head, 'Can anyone in this world control what the 'Peerless Evil God' decides to do?' Ni Tianxie said,

'That's true. So, if I want to kill you, no one in this world should be able to stop me, right?' '

There's one more.'

'Who?'

'Me.' Ding Shenzhao said.

'Hahahaha!'" "Ni Tianxie laughed, looking up at the sky. "After not seeing you for a while, you've even learned to joke! That's quite something!"

Ding Shenzhao didn't speak, letting Ni Tianxie continue laughing.

After a while, the latter stopped laughing and said in a strange tone, "Shenzhao, my head hurts."

Ding Shenzhao asked in surprise, "Headache?"

Ni Tianxie pointed to his forehead and laughed, "Ever since my mother left, I've often had headaches. After defeating Di Shitian, the headaches became more frequent and severe. At the worst, I even felt like I wanted to cut off my own head."

Ding Shenzhao stared blankly at Ni Tianxie, vaguely feeling that the other party must have a deeper meaning in revealing such a hidden ailment.

Sure enough, Ni Tianxie continued, "Do you know what can cure my headaches?"

Ding Shenzhao shook his head blankly.

Ni Tianxie smiled faintly and said, "Kill someone."

"Kill someone?"

"That's right, kill someone. " "Ni Tianxie coldly said, 'Only killing people can calm my headache a little.'

Ding Shenzhao suddenly realized. "

"So, this is why you've stirred up such bloodshed in the martial world?"

Ni Tianxie said with a slight smirk, "Yes and no. Those ants are not worthy of death anyway. To die at my hands is already a blessing they earned in their past lives."

Ding Shenzhao felt an indescribable rage.

"Just for this reason!..."

"What other reason do you expect?" Ni Tianxie interrupted him, "Whether it's the 'puppet' you know, or me now, I've never been someone who values other people's lives. Why can you accept that 'Evil Star,' but not me, the 'Evil God'?"

Ni Tianxie's words stunned Ding Shenzhao. A premonition, unexpected to his liking, made him unable to take the former's words lightly. Could it be that the true meaning of "Peerless Evil God" is...?

Ni Tianxie's tone grew increasingly low and cold.

“The old man too… Mother too… You too… Everyone… Why is it that everyone wants the ‘puppet’ to stay, not me… Since no one wants me to survive… This boring world might as well be destroyed…”

Ding Shenzhao stepped forward and said, “No, things aren’t as you think…”

Ni Tianxie suddenly gave Ding Shenzhao a cruel smile: “My head hurts again.”

Before Ding Shenzhao could react, Ni Tianxie retreated rapidly with unparalleled lightness skill. The former did not expect the latter to make such an unexpected move, and having lost the initiative, could only passively chase after the other party according to instinct.

"What do you want?"

"What do you think?" Ni Tianxie grinned, revealing a set of white teeth. "Didn't I tell you, when I have a headache, I want to do something?"

Ding Shenzhao felt a sense of foreboding, but he was behind, and Ni Tianxie's lightness skill far surpassed his own. Even if he wanted to intercept him, he was powerless. He could only rely on his "Manas Consciousness" cultivation to lock onto Ni Tianxie's aura, maintaining a close proximity so as not to lose him. In the blink of an eye, the two had already traveled dozens of miles at high speed, leaving the "Uncharted Tree Sea" realm. Ding Shenzhao had just felt a sense of foreboding when, sure enough, his mental connection snapped—Ni Tianxie's aura had completely vanished.

"Damn it!"

Ding Shenzhao immediately stopped, forcing his mind to concentrate even more, but he still couldn't find Ni Tianxie's whereabouts. His unease deepened. He knew very well what a deadly weapon the current "Peerless Evil God" was—a weapon that no living being should avoid!

"Ni Tianxie! You cowardly coward, don't hide like a rat! If you're a man, come out and fight me!"

In desperation, Ding Shenzhao roared, startling the birds and carrying the sound for miles, but Ni Tianxie remained silent, unmoved by his provocation.

"Damn it! Where did he hide?"

He was extremely anxious because Ding Shenzhao knew that Ni Tianxie's disappearance was not out of cowardice, but rather to find the "miracle cure" for his headache.

"Ni Tianxie! Come out here!"

He shouted again, but still received no response. This time, however, Ding Shenzhao had learned his lesson. He used his divine sense to search for inhabited areas, because wherever there were people, Ni Tianxie's "medicine" would be there.

"Someone's there... Wait! Such a strong aura of death, there's no mistake! It's there!"

Finally finding a clue, Ding Shenzhao immediately rushed to the destination at top speed, hoping to save as many as possible. But when he arrived at the scene, he knew he was still too late!

Following the scent of death to the village entrance, Ding Shenzhao felt as if he had entered a hellish battlefield. The houses before him were collapsed and shattered as if struck by a tornado, doors and bricks scattered haphazardly, dozens of gruesome corpses lying beneath them. An unsuspecting observer might mistake it for an attack by some ferocious beast.

Damn it!

Ding Shenzhao dared not delay. He immediately rose and ventured deeper into the village. The ruins and corpses he saw filled him with both sorrow and rage. Then, when he saw Ni Tianxie again, all his grief and anger reached their peak in an instant!

In an open space in the village, the dead villagers had piled up into a small mountain of corpses, the yellow earth beneath them stained red, and even black bodily fluids were flowing out! At the highest point of the mountain of corpses stood Ni Tianxie, the "Peerless Evil God," bathed in blood! He was enveloped in a cloud of blood mist, his arms outstretched, his head tilted back to look at the sky, his blood-stained face strangely calm.

"Ni Tian Xie—!"

Unable to bear it any longer, witnessing so many innocent people die tragically at Ni Tian Xie's hands, Ding Shenzhao finally realized that appeasement only breeds evil. He shot out like a cannonball, his sword and blade simultaneously drawn mid-air, launching a full-force attack from the outset.

"You're utterly hopeless!"

Enraged, Ding Shenzhao finally revealed his strength as one of the "Four Great Generals," the "Sword Emperor and Blade King." The flashing blades expanded to an overwhelming scale in the blink of an eye, crashing down!

However, despite Ding Shenzhao's fierce and sharp attacks, Ni Tian Xie didn't even open his eyes, seemingly enjoying his "blood bath," completely unaware that swords were already upon him.

The killing intent permeated the surrounding air, making the atmosphere around Ni Tian Xie heavy and ominous. Ding Shenzhao didn't stop because of Ni Tianxie's indifference. The tragedy in the small village made him realize that allowing the absolutely insane Ni Tianxie to live in this world would only kill more innocent people!

Ni Tianxie finally opened his eyes.

—!!

When Ding Shenzhao and Ni Tianxie's eyes met, a feeling called "trembling" instantly rose in his heart. It was a gaze filled with a destructive madness that seemed to be able to engulf everything, nothing but emptiness, making Ding Shenzhao, who almost didn't know what fear was, feel the fear of falling into an abyss.

Ni Tianxie revealed a cold smile that could freeze everything.

"Too late."

Ni Tianxie's hand moved, and the blue death sword energy suddenly surged, spreading out like ripples, but unexpectedly fast. So fast that the sword energy had already passed before Ding Shenzhao felt the piercing pain.

—So fast?

Ding Shenzhao hadn't expected the "Peerless Evil God," now restored to his ruthless state of mind, to wield his sword with such speed and precision, a nameless panic rising within him.

The Heaven-Defying Evil Sword Finger moved again, striking the blade almost simultaneously, flowing like water yet as heavy as Mount Tai, momentarily halting Ding Shenzhao's attack. Its swordsmanship had reached a divine level.

"You missed your only chance to kill me...you have no chance of winning anymore..."

The cold, emotionless words, coupled with the chilling aura emanating from him, revealed a power that was no longer held back. The sword strike was terrifying; the "Peerless Evil God" had truly returned!

"Just what I wanted. What I truly desired was to defeat you at your strongest. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to face my father!"

Facing the "Peerless Evil God" at his peak, the "Sword Emperor and Blade King" were equally unyielding. Casting aside his inner confusion, burdened with the last hope of saving the world, he too believed he had no reason to lose. He turned, raising his sword horizontally to his chest, his feet planted one in front of the other, assuming a fighting stance, ready for this final battle.

Ni Tianxie slowly shook his head, a cold, unyielding smile on his face.

"Useless..."

The blue sword light rose again, sweeping like a whirlwind, flowing smoothly like clouds and water. The ruthless sword finger of the evil god, its sharpness far surpassing any divine weapon in the world, clashed with a combination of distant and close attacks, the resounding clang of their blows sending countless sparks flying. It was the unstoppable sharpness in the evil god's hand that clashed with the indestructible strength in the sword god's hand.

"To prevent more innocent people from dying tragically under your demonic sword, you rebellious evil spirit! I will definitely defeat you today!"

His resolute tone revealed an unwavering determination. Sword and man became one; the sword thrust out with the force of a shattering sun; the blade swept back, cleaving through heaven and earth.

"Ridiculous! Boasting must be based on strength. In terms of martial arts, wisdom, and reflexes, in what way can you defeat me? Dream on!"

"I will definitely defeat you!"

"Why?"

"Based on one belief, the unchanging law of heaven and earth—evil cannot prevail over good!"

"Evil cannot prevail over good? What a ridiculous belief! Even idiocy has its limits. Your naiveté will only lead to a tragic defeat!"

With cold words, he attacked again, his demonic nature intensifying. Extreme, mortal sword energy, a blindingly large blue light, revealed a ferocious tyranny. Every move exuded invincible confidence, and his silver eyes were now filled with bloodlust!

"Everything is extraordinary! " "

In the Sword of Eternal Life, the opening move that the Heavenly Evil One favored most was unleashed by the 'Peerless Evil God,' who had fully comprehended the 'Manas Consciousness' realm. Its power was amplified, but the opening move already possessed the might of 'ultimate,' the sword energy cascading like a waterfall, completely sealing off every inch of space within ten feet, leaving no room for the opponent to dodge.

'Indeed strong! But I'm not weak either!'" Ding

Shenzhao's eyes lit up. Ignoring the torrential downpour of the Worldly Sword Qi, he let out a long roar, his body spinning rapidly like a top. His sword and saber transformed into ten-zhang-long azure rainbows, swirling and dancing into a shield, like a giant umbrella of light rising and falling endlessly, completely deflecting the incoming Worldly Sword Qi.

Back when Rakshasa fought against "Heavenly Evil," the former had used a similar method to break this style, but Heavenly Evil's power was incomparable to that of that day, and Ding Shenzhao's method of breaking the sword style was far more sophisticated.

A fierce glint flashed in Heavenly Evil's eyes, and he coldly shouted, "Take my 'Sword Piercing the Void' again!" "

The dazzling blue light, like a supreme being, filled the entire space in a flash.

This sword strike carried an unparalleled dignity that commanded the world, forcing all things in the world to act according to its will,

and those who disobeyed would be killed without mercy!

Upon seeing this sword strike, Ding Shenzhao's expression changed in an instant.

His clothes and hair fluttered, his eyes were clear like autumn water, seemingly empty, yet seemingly containing everything...

"Try this move..."

Ding Shenzhao closed his eyes, as if giving up resistance, lowering his sword, a gentle smile appearing on his face. He seemed to have detached himself from the world, yet also merged into it."

"I seek my own path..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly became "nothingness."

Nothingness that encompassed everything.

Ni Tianxie's "Sword Piercing the Void" could even cut through space, but while he could "slash through the void," he couldn't break through "nothingness." Unable

to break through "nothingness," this sword strike couldn't harm Ding Shenzhao. Ni Tianxie

's sword missed its mark, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes as he stared blankly at his opponent.

Ding Shenzhao!

Pale-faced, expressionless, the sword in his hand seemingly a crutch for support, the extremely weak "Sword Emperor and Blade King" Ding Shenzhao.

Ding Shenzhao, who had silently neutralized Ni Tianxie's ultimate sword strike!

Ni Tianxie coldly said, "It seems I underestimated you..."

Ding Shenzhao calmly and steadily replied, "In the time we've been apart, it's not just you who has grown stronger..."

"Hahaha!...As expected of my destined nemesis," Ni Tianxie laughed, "It seems I'll have to unleash my true strength."

Chapter Ten: The Scheme to Slay the God of War Two

years ago.

Fine raindrops fell from the sky, instantly absorbed upon landing on the yellow earth, as if they had never existed.

Two handsome young men, each with a distinct air, stood side by side. The scene resembled a masterpiece painting, the two protagonists being Jun Tianxie before he became the "Peerless Evil God," and Ding Shenzhao still wielding his sword and blade.

Jun Tianxie looked up at the somewhat gloomy sky, squinting as the slightly cold raindrops hit his face. He let out a long breath and said, "Ugh, this rain."

Ding Shenzhao glanced at him and smiled, "I didn't know you hated rain." Jun

Tianxie laughed sarcastically, "You don't know much about me!"

Ding Shenzhao said meaningfully, "That's true..."

Jun Tianxie stared at Ding Shenzhao in astonishment for a long while before saying, "Good lad... it seems I underestimated you. So you've been playing dumb all along."

Ding Shenzhao chuckled, "What do you mean?" Jun Tianxie remained silent for a moment before saying, "

You know that besides Yu Tianxie, I have another personality within me, right?"

Ding Shenzhao shook his head and said, "If you want me to know, I know; if you don't want me to know, I don't know."

Jun Tianxie's expression changed, a strange light flashing in his eyes, but he quickly turned his head away, not letting Ding Shenzhao see his expression.

"Thank you!"

"Hey, you wouldn't be... moved to tears, would you?..."

"Nonsense... what nonsense are you talking about?" Jun Tianxie's tone revealed a rare embarrassment: "Which eye of yours saw me cry? Don't talk nonsense!"

Ding Shenzhao shrugged and laughed: "Okay, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything."

"Damn! Where did you learn that sly smile? Why does it look so familiar... Ah! You're still smiling! Don't smile!" "

...Yes, ma'am."

The two of them burst into laughter, a scene from a peaceful afternoon two years ago. Perhaps one of them had forgotten the incident, but Ding Shenzhao would never forget it,

including the last few words Jun Tianxie spoke to him. "

I'm saying..."

"Huh?"

Jun Tianxie suddenly grabbed his shoulder, his expression unusually serious, and said solemnly, "Promise me one thing."

"What is it?"

Jun Tianxie took a deep breath and said, "If one day, I am no longer myself... that is, if I am controlled by that mysterious personality within me... no, let me finish."

Raising a hand to stop Ding Shenzhao from interrupting, Jun Tianxie continued, "If that day ever comes, I want you to promise me that you will take responsibility for killing me."

"Because I only wish to die by your hand." Jun Tianxie said softly, his tone revealing a resolute determination.

"Tianxie..." Ding Shenzhao hesitated.

"This is the first and only time I've asked you for a favor. Will you agree?" "

Well... if I remember correctly, this isn't the first time you've asked me for a favor..."

Ni Tianxie's face immediately darkened, his murderous aura surging.

"You—agree—or—not—?"

Faced with the choice between being killed immediately and being killed later, Ding Shenzhao quickly made his decision.

"I...I agree."

"That's my true brother."

"..."

Who could have imagined that those casual remarks would cruelly prove true?

The final battle was a continuation of their bloodline: the "Peerless Evil God" Ni Tianxie, born from the divine intervention of "Yan Huang" Jun Ni Tian; and the "Sword Emperor and Blade Emperor" Ding Shenzhao, born from "Tian Jian Jue Dao" Ding Chenyi. Although they harbored different thoughts at the beginning of the battle, by now, they shared only one common wish: to defeat each other!

Standing proudly in the wind, his silver hair flying, the invincible evil god exuded unparalleled confidence. The excitement after drinking blood had long since faded, replaced by a chilling calmness. His eyes gleamed with a greedy desire to kill.

Sword in left hand, blade in right, his fighting spirit blazing like flames. His sword slashed the rabbit god, his blade cleaved heaven and earth. Sword and blade became one. Though possessing the body of the strongest, his life was filled with countless helplessness. These countless helplessness made him the strongest.

The battle continued, set against the backdrop of shattered nothingness and countless lives lost. Such was the devastating power of the ultimate clash between the strongest, the "Yanhuang" Jun Nitian and the "Tianjian Juedao," and their descendants as well.

Nitian Xie had now fully regained the invincible confidence of the "Peerless Evil God," his handsome face bearing an unreal, artistic expression of coldness. His every movement was graceful and fluid, like a dance, yet possessed the terrifying destructive power of a rabbit god. His sword strikes aimed precisely at the enemy's fatal points, creating immense pressure on his opponents.

Ding Shenzhao, living up to his title of "Sword Emperor and Blade King," wielded both swords and blades simultaneously, their swords appearing and disappearing in a flash. Wherever his sword and blade energy reached, it seemed to silence the heavens and earth, a stark contrast to Nitian Xie's world-destroying sword energy, yet neither was diminished in the slightest.

"To be able to fight me to this extent... your progress is commendable..." Ni Tianxie's voice was cold and firm, like a celestial eagle: "However, this is the only way..."

Ni Tianxie attacked again, and a blue sharp light suddenly appeared in the air, as if space itself had cracked open, suddenly breaking through Ding Shenzhao's sword and saber net. The latter was startled and used all his strength to barely avoid the sword. Ni Tianxie sneered repeatedly, his sword fingers vibrating repeatedly, invisible sword light condensing and severing the air, each strike deadly! In just a few breaths, Ding Shenzhao had already walked back and forth between the gates of hell several times.

"Can't see it, can't block it, what kind of sword technique is this?"

"The Sword of the Unseen..."

Ni Tianxie's sword fingers tapped repeatedly, his eyes seemingly open and closed, light flowing on his sword fingers like a living thing. With the continuous surging of Ni Tianxie's inner force, with each strike, Ding Shenzhao had to flee for his life in a sorry state.

"This can't go on..."

Ding Shenzhao's mind raced, searching for a way to save the situation. His mind entered a state of near-consciousness, and he suddenly raised his head, his right sword pointing to the sky, his left blade touching the ground. Standing firmly between heaven and earth, his eyes blazed with divine light, and he unleashed a simultaneous slash.

"Blade that cleaves heaven and earth!"

A single strike could turn the tide!

The overwhelming blade energy caused the sword energy of Ni Tianxie's "Invisible Sword" to become chaotic, as if the thick fog had dissipated with the arrival of sunlight.

"The Invisible Sword is, after all, an illusory sword. How can it compare to my supremely real and domineering blade?"

Having finally found a weakness in Ni Tianxie's attack since the start of the battle, Ding Shenzhao was not about to let this opportunity slip by. His hands gripped his sword tightly, and his eyes, which had always shone with calm wisdom since the start of the battle, now held an unprecedented coldness. Less emotion, more overwhelming killing intent; he moved with his blade, slashing towards Ni Tianxie.

"Useless!"

Even with an opening, Ni Tianxie still possessed the world's number one hard skill, the "Heavenly Dao Sacred Armor." Even if Jun Nitian were to be resurrected and unleash the full power of the "God-Slaying Seal" head-on, he was confident he would only feel pain, not serious injury, let alone Ding Shenzhao, this newbie.

"Clang!"

Ding Shenzhao slashed at Ni Tianxie's shoulder with his blade. A purple light flashed across the latter's face as the "Heavenly Dao Sacred Armor" automatically disintegrated into his body's sword energy. Just as he was about to sneer and retaliate, he suddenly felt—

pain—!!

Unprecedented excruciating pain!

Extremely sharp, unprecedented super pain!

Tearing pain, pain beyond the limits of endurance!

The pain transcended his physical body, tormenting his soul, causing Ni Tianxie to scream in agony.

"Ouch—!!"

A deep sorrow flashed in Ding Shenzhao's eyes as he said, "The 'Deathly Blade' was only forged thanks to you… If you hadn't used such cruel methods to kill Xiaolian, I wouldn't have been able to comprehend the pain of losing a loved one, nor comprehend this most vicious and cruel blade." The

"Heavenly Dao Sacred Armor" could withstand all physical attacks, making it the strongest shield, but it couldn't defend against mental attacks, which was precisely Ni Tianxie's only weakness. Ni Tianxie

roared angrily, his body exploding with a series of sounds, his face turning pale and then red. It turned out that he had recklessly severed his own meridians, attempting to suppress the torment of his soul with physical pain. Although this would severely damage his vital energy, he couldn't afford to worry about that now.

But how could Ding Shenzhao let him have his way? Since the start of their fight, he had been painstakingly creating this only opportunity for victory. Now, with ninety miles of the journey nearly complete, he absolutely couldn't afford to fail at the last hurdle!

"Sword of Life—!"

Ding Shenzhao unleashed his sword, the sword energy piercing through Ni Tianxie's body with lightning speed. The reaction was like lighting a match on a powder keg, causing an unexpected explosion.

"Ah! What's going on? What did you do to me?"

Ding Shenzhao continuously channeled the Sword of Life energy into Ni Tianxie's meridians, yet it didn't cause any substantial damage to the latter's body. Instead, it seemed to awaken something dormant, causing Ni Tianxie's expression to change drastically.

"So this was your intention! ...When did you discover this?..."

"That day in the 'Six Paths Holy Temple,' when I fought you with the 'Sword Qi of Life,' I sensed abnormal fluctuations in your internal energy, and your power also decreased simultaneously. From that moment on, I discovered that the 'Sword Qi of Life' seemed to act as a catalyst in awakening the dormant personality within you...I believe you understand this as well as I do, right?"

Ni Tianxie's expression changed repeatedly, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Good lad...it seems I really underestimated you!..."

Indeed, Ding Shenzhao had always given the impression of being more of a warrior than a strategist. While he wasn't impulsive, it was simply because he was naturally aloof and rarely got close to people. Moreover, he had been used by Jun Tianxie and the "Demon Spirit" Ye Meixie, which further solidified his image as a brave but reckless individual.

However, before being polished, diamonds are often indistinguishable from ordinary rough stones. Possessing the bloodline of the ultimate powerhouse Ding clan, and having grown up in the wild, Ding Shenzhao was born with a beast-like intuition. His later acquaintances, Jun Tianxie and Ye Meixie, were all resourceful and cunning individuals; thus, he was influenced by their company. Later, after "returning to the clan," Ding Chenyi, with over three hundred years of accumulated wisdom, specifically cultivated and improved Ding Shenzhao's judgment. Although the time was short, it was enough to nurture the "Sword Emperor and Blade King" into an unparalleled sage!

A sharp awl hidden in a cloth bag, waiting for the day to reveal its sharp edge—this is true wisdom.

With a calculated strategy, even a mouse can defeat an elephant; Ding Shenzhao proved this with his actions.

The "Sword of Life" and the "Sword of the Mortal World" represent extremes, yet the former shares a similar essence with Jun Tianxie's "Evil Path Nirvana." Perhaps it is truly preordained that the "Sword Qi of Life" can revive the dying and bring the dead back to life. Even the personality that should have been "annihilated" at the bottom of the sea of consciousness has been stimulated by the Sword Qi of Life to become active again, and is fighting with the evil spirit for control of this body. This is exactly what the latter fears most!

An elephant can crush a mouse with one foot, but if a mouse crawls into an elephant's ear, it is enough to drive the elephant mad and to its death. A frog's arm may not necessarily be unable to stop a car.

First, he weakened Ni Tianxie's mental defenses with the painful power of the "Deathly Blade," then he stimulated the awakening of his half-dead personality and soul with the "Sword Qi of Life," effectively reducing the ultimate power of the "Peerless Evil God." This was Ding Shenzhao's "God-Slaying Plan"!

Ni Tianxie's head felt as if it were being pierced by millions of fine needles, and his internal energy was extremely chaotic, like a pot of boiling water about to explode at any moment.

"Get out of my way!"

The urgent matter had to be resolved first, so Ni Tianxie had to retreat from the external threat before dealing with the internal troubles. With a roar of anger mixed with murderous intent, the overwhelming blue sword light seemed to have existed between heaven and earth for a long time, and with an irresistible force, it instantly engulfed him and Ding Shenzhao.

"Ten Directions Annihilation—!"

Like the roar of a dragon from the heavens, the entire world was filled with dazzling blue light, as if the entire heavens and earth were now against Ding Shenzhao.

The azure sword light resembled an endless galaxy, possessing an indescribable beauty. But behind this beauty lay the ultimate power of mortal sword energy, unmatched in its might. Anything beneath this energy would be utterly annihilated, leaving not even a trace!

—It still had such residual power?

A chilling coldness surged within Ding Shenzhao. His sword transformed into two streaks of light, rapidly swirling to protect his entire body, forming a tangible force to meet the brilliant blue light, yet still obscured by the dazzling blue sea of light.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the energy that could destroy everything surged between heaven and earth, with deafening explosions resounding one after another. In the midst of the explosions, the earth beneath the terrifying power nearly shattered, revealing a crater tens of feet deep. Amidst the swirling dust, the blue light that had obscured the sky gradually faded.

The blue light shone, then gradually subsided. Ni Tianxie's body, like a mountain, stood proudly at the bottom of the crater, motionless. Ding Shenzhao, dripping with blood, half-kneeling, half-standing, his eyes gleaming with a strange light, stared at Ni Tianxie.

Ni Tianxie seemed lost in thought, pondering something profound. After a long while, he sighed deeply and said, "Good tactics. It seems that although I always thought I hadn't underestimated you, I still underestimated you."

Ding Shenzhao said calmly, "You didn't underestimate me, but rather another version of yourself."

Ni Tianxie couldn't help but be moved, "You mean...?"

Ding Shenzhao slowly said, "Jun Tianxie."

As soon as the words left his lips, Ni Tianxie's face changed drastically. He let out a bloodcurdling scream, spitting out a spray of blood as he fell backward.

"Tianxie—!"

Chapter Eleven: The Ultimate Battle

. Thunder roared across the vast land.

Thick clouds completely obscured the sky; it was a stormy, dark night.

"Boom!" Thunder rumbled, and serpentine lightning ripped through the darkness.

The torrential rain seemed relentless, as if it would continue until the end of the world.

No light descended from the sky; only the wails of destruction echoed in the wind.

Amidst the falling raindrops, two figures… no, wait, not just two, but a “group” of countless identical, dark figures surrounded them. At the center stood two particularly prominent figures, confronting each other.

“Peerless Evil God” Ni Tianxie!

“Evil Star” Jun Tianxie!

Surrounding them were tens of thousands of “Six Paths Saint Emperors” Sheng Yukong!

This was, of course, the consciousness world within the mind of “Peerless Evil God” Ni Tianxie.

Ni Tianxie surveyed his surroundings, a calm and mocking expression on his face, and clicked his tongue, saying, “I didn’t expect… Ding Shenzhao’s accidental success would actually give you two pieces of trash a chance to be resurrected…”

Thousands of Sheng Yukongs speaking simultaneously created an incredibly bizarre scene.

"This is what they call 'Man proposes, God disposes'..."

Ni Tianxie chuckled. "The 'Heavenly Dao' Lord, who always advocates defying the heavens and destroying the world, would actually say such a thing? Did I hear wrong?"

Sheng Yukong laughed. "It's only natural for someone who has died twice to change a bit. "

Ni Tianxie laughed loudly, but there wasn't a trace of a smile on his face.

"That makes sense, but why do you think someone who has been defeated by me twice can turn the tables a third time?"

"Because the one you're fighting isn't him, it's me—

" Oh..." A strange smile appeared on Ni Tianxie's face, his eyes flashing like lightning, focusing intently on Jun Tianxie's face. "You're confident you can defeat me?..."

Jun Tianxie smiled slightly. "We'll only know after we fight."

Ni Tianxie laughed loudly, his laughter filled with boundless sarcasm, disgust, and hatred.

"You're nothing but a puppet created out of thin air, yet you dare boast of defeating me! Have you all lost your minds, or are you blinded by greed? Do you really think I can't completely annihilate you?"

Jun Tianxie said, "You can try." Ni Tianxie

sneered, took a step forward, and instantly the entire world seemed to revolve around him, rising with an atmosphere of despair that illuminated the entire earth!

—After a fierce battle with Ding Shenzhao, and being held back by me and Sheng Yukong, he still has such strength left? No wonder he's called the "Peerless Evil God"...

From Ni Tianxie's body, a bluish-green flame seemed to ignite, enveloping his entire body.

"Don't think I don't know what you're up to! You want Sheng Yukong to distract me, so Jun Tianxie and Ding Shenzhao can work together to destroy my soul! You overestimate your strength and underestimate me... This will be the last mistake you make in this world!..."

"Come at me all at once!"

He spoke provocatively, his attitude utterly confident, his calm words laced with a piercing laugh, every gesture exuding invincible style.

"Heh... I'd better comply."

Since his plan had been exposed, Sheng Yukong didn't say much. Hundreds of "him" moved simultaneously, like a swarm of locusts attacking rice, pressing down on the center, Ni Tianxie.

"Think numbers make things easier?"

A cold laugh drifted on the wind, his hands raised, and blue sword light shot into the sky, seemingly shaking the very universe. The next second, the burst of blue light engulfed an area within a thirty-foot radius.

"Boom!"

At least a hundred "Sheng Yukongs" were shredded and disappeared by the burst of sword energy, but countless silver-haired figures still passed through the sword light, attacking Ni Tianxie.

"Come again!"

With Ni Tianxie's sword in command, the blue sword light swept across the sky like giant wings, each impact shattering dozens of afterimages. The sword energy, powerful enough to tear space apart, carried a destructive desire to destroy everything, indiscriminately sweeping in all directions within the realm of consciousness.

—Good heavens, even after my and Sheng Yukong's spiritual power was divided, it still possesses such high destructive power. What kind of "monster" have we created?

Jun Tianxie, who watched coldly from the sidelines, waiting for his chance, revealed a cold calm on his face, along with an indescribable "resolve."

—The seven hundred and thirteenth Sheng Yukong was torn to pieces by Ni Tianxie's "Sword of Eternity"!

"Hahaha! Come on! Come on! Even if a thousand or ten thousand of you come up, I can still slaughter you all without leaving a single one alive!"

Ni Tianxie let out a deafening roar of laughter amidst the carnage, tears welling in his eyes, yet it was impossible to discern whether the laughter carried joy or sorrow. Only the intense, profound, and ruthless killing intent grew ever stronger.

"I never dreamed I would join forces with Sheng Yukong, and that he would even agree to sacrifice himself to lead the charge, just to create an opportunity for me!"

Jun Tianxie, observing coldly from the sidelines, couldn't help but recall his first and last encounter with Sheng Yukong within Ni Tianxie's deeper consciousness.

"Jun Tianxie?"

"Sheng Yukong?"

This was a world without light or darkness. Two "people," two "people" who couldn't even be considered truly existing, with the aid of Ding Shenzhao's "Sword Qi of Life," regained vibrant life force in the void, leading to this meeting.

"I believe you, like me, know that time is running out, so I'll get straight to the point," Sheng Yukong said quietly. "We only have one chance to bring down that Tianxie 'outside,' and I need your full help."

"What do you intend to do?" Jun Tianxie said coldly. "Besides, how can I trust you?"

Sheng Yukong sighed deeply and said, "Two consecutive failed reincarnations have exhausted all my spiritual power. Even with the help of the Life Sword Qi, I'm already like a lamp running out of oil, and I won't last much longer. Soon, I will truly disappear forever, and my disappearance will be equivalent to unlocking the final seal on Ni Tianxie. At that time, no one will be able to control him! Rather than waiting for the worst outcome to arrive, it's better to take a gamble now."

The sincerity in Sheng Yukong's words was beyond doubt. Most importantly, the two of them were currently communicating purely through consciousness, and there was absolutely no possibility of deception.

Ironically, two people who had schemed and plotted in life had the opportunity to cooperate sincerely "after death."

"We are merely two surviving consciousnesses, vastly different from the 'outside' Tianxie. Even with Shenzhao restraining us, our chances of victory are extremely slim," Ni Tianxie said calmly and quietly. "

Our existence shows that the 'outside' Tianxie's' resolve is not unshakeable, and I know you hold a trump card, Ni Tianxie's only weakness. If I can create an opportunity for you, turning things around is not entirely impossible," Sheng Yukong said, enunciating each word clearly. "

But in that case, you will inevitably be destroyed by him first," Sheng Yukong said with a

bitter smile. "Since we're going to die sooner or later anyway, we might as well take a gamble."

Jun Tianxie gazed at Sheng Yukong, pondered for a moment, and said softly, "I believe in you."

Sheng Yukong revealed a sincere smile, like the moon breaking through the clouds.

"Thank you. It turns out that only at the very end did I realize that the feeling of being trusted is actually quite nice."

His expression was calm, like a high monk who had attained enlightenment. He said, "If I had met you sooner, perhaps I would have started plotting to destroy the world sooner!"

In the world of consciousness, Ni Tianxie's laughter, which seemed to curse all things, continued. The sword energy of the Eternal World roamed and carved in the air, turning the space of consciousness into an Avici Hell. The sky was filled with red light, and thousands of blood spots were like red fireflies, each symbolizing the death of a "Sheng Yukong"!

"Die, all of you!"

Ni Tianxie shouted, and the fifth move of the "Sword of the Eternal World" - "Ten Directions Annihilation" - suddenly erupted. The ultimate sword energy surged out, annihilating everything and destroying all things! Even the last batch of Sheng Yukong's clones were wiped out.

"Jun Tianxie, this is all I can do. The rest is up to you..."

In the final moments before his remaining will was consumed by the blue sword light, Sheng Yukong, a man who had lived a solitary, ruthless, and unattached life... more than three hundred years ago, he founded the "Six Paths Holy Sect." Deeply disgusted by the dark side of humanity, his belief was to use the most powerful force to judge the most evil humans, and through the baptism of destruction, to give birth to a new world.

More than three hundred years ago, his plan failed once; more than three hundred years later, he still failed completely, but he didn't feel much resentment or regret... Instead, he felt a sliver of... satisfaction, because for the first time he felt that besides "destruction," there was also "creation" and "hope" in humanity, and that this world might still be saved. Although he didn't have the chance to see it, he left a sliver of "hope" in this world... Perhaps this feeling wasn't so bad...

The invincible martial artist, the "Six Paths Holy Emperor" Sheng Yukong, disappeared in the dazzling blue light of the consciousness world. No one knew that he left with a smile.

"This feeling... is it Sheng Yukong's power?... So he was secretly hiding these good things..."

With Sheng Yukong's death, the final "Heavenly Dao" seal in the Six Paths was also broken. A large amount of Heavenly Origin True Power overflowed from the "Amala Consciousness," returning to a disordered and scattered state, filling the entire body of Ni Tianxie. The purity of this power was even higher than that of the current "Peerless Evil God." If he could completely absorb and digest this power, even if Jun Nitian or Ding Chenyi were resurrected, they would not be his match!

As long as Ni Tianxie was given a little more time to summarize and absorb the remaining power of Sheng Yukong, he would become the strongest person in history, a "god-man" who truly reached the "divine" realm!

However, before reaching the strongest stage, it was also the weakest moment.

Jun Tianxie, who had been waiting on the sidelines without joining the battle, suddenly let out a soft shout. His figure flashed like lightning, instantly appearing before Ni Tianxie. A slight smile played on his lips as he raised his palm to strike the latter.

"In such a hurry to die? I already planned for you!" Ni Tianxie flicked his wrist, unleashing the divine light of the Changshi Sword, like an infinitely vast wave, showing that the "Peerless Evil God" had long intended to annihilate Jun Tianxie.

Jun Tianxie had nowhere to hide!

"What?"

In a flash, Ni Tianxie's expression shifted from excitement to astonishment, for the Jun Tianxie he saw had suddenly transformed into someone else! Someone he had never been prepared to see at this moment, in this place!

Jun Tianxie had become Yu Baixue!

That face and features, so stunningly beautiful, so full of sorrow, so delicate and pure, were impossible for Ni Tianxie to mistake!

For Sheng Yukong, Jun Tianxie, and Ni Tianxie themselves, this woman was the only truly special existence; she was their only "mother" and their only "woman"!

Therefore, upon seeing Yu Baixue, Ni Tianxie inevitably experienced a fleeting moment of panic!

But he immediately calmed down.

—Something's wrong. Yu Baixue couldn't possibly be here! This is the world of consciousness! It's a trap!

Because Yu Baixue's "existence" was so real, even the omniscient and omnipotent "Peerless Evil God" was deceived. Although he immediately realized the deception, a hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye.

Ni Tianxie focused his energy, and Yu Baixue's illusion instantly crumbled, transforming into Jun Tianxie rushing forward, a sword finger pointing at the former's brow.

"Boom!" The world of consciousness trembled violently.

This was the "targeted killing move" that Sheng Yukong had mentioned, something only Jun Tianxie could use, because only Jun Tianxie could simulate such a "real" Yu Baixue; even Ni Tianxie himself couldn't.

Just as Ni Tianxie was about to muster his strength to resist, he suddenly realized that Jun Tianxie before him had transformed back into Yu Baixue. His eyelids slowly grew heavy, and in his blurred consciousness, he seemed to see Yu Baixue's expression filled with maternal radiance, with two lines of tears still on her face. Was it an illusion?

"Tianxie... my son..."

—That voice... is it really Baixue? ...How could it be...

The surrounding space, which had been plunged into darkness, was suddenly filled with an incredibly soft light. This feeling… was wonderful… so comforting… like being embraced by a mother's arms. It had been so long since I'd felt this way…

—Is this the feeling of maternal love? …

“Tianxie… my son… that’s enough… don’t hurt others anymore… and don’t hurt yourself anymore…”

—Hurting? What are you saying… Mother…

“Mother knows everything, because you are my only son, my most beloved flesh and blood… Mother knows that you hate yourself for not receiving your parents’ love, and even hate so much that you want to destroy the world… but that’s wrong. You should now know that your father and mother have never truly given up on you. Hatred will only bring destruction, not any love… While there’s still time, turn back…”

—Turn back? …

“Yes, come back, come back to Mother’s embrace! Mother admits that I was wrong before, and I hope you will give Mother a chance to make amends… okay?”

—Make amends… you want to make amends to me? …

“Yes, are you willing to forgive me? Are you willing to forgive Mother?”

—Forgive… you? "

...Tianxie... son..."

—You want me... to forgive... you... bastard? ...

"?!"

—Why did

Ni Tianxie's aura suddenly surge! More ferocious! More intense! More evil than before! Strange and dense demonic black energy surrounded him, an inexplicable and profound invisible pressure making people uneasy. In the void, thunder rumbled and the wind raged, as if it were a harbinger of the end of the world.

"Tian... Tianxie!..."

"Enough!" Ni Tianxie said coldly, "Don't call me... 'puppet' in that disgusting tone again!"

With a cold shout, as if Yama had handed down a death sentence, Yu Baixue's face showed an expression of extreme pain, her entire body shattered like a broken mirror, and emerging from it was—Jun Tianxie!

—Jun Tianxie facing complete destruction!

"Two clowns together, and all they can come up with is this pathetic tactic?... I'm so disappointed in you!"

Jun Tianxie, his neck gripped by Ni Tianxie like a chick being lifted by an eagle, managed to squeeze out a few words with his last strength: "That... wasn't a move... nor a scheme..."

"Oh?"

"That was... your last chance... to be free... your mother's... redemption... but unfortunately... you... gave it up..."

A glint of light flashed in Ni Tianxie's eyes, but it was quickly swallowed by a violent killing intent.

"Have you finished your nonsense? Die!"

Ni Tianxie roared, tightening his grip, unleashing a torrent of ultimate power. Jun Tianxie was already a ripe fruit, beyond repair. His tenacious will, which had once been resurrected, was now utterly shattered!

—Mother... Divine Illumination...

the last remnant of his will, like a leaf blown to the ground by the wind, like snowflakes under the sun, like a shooting star streaking across the sky—brief, yet brilliant. A fleeting

moment.

Chapter Twelve: The Final Battle

. Back in the real world.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!!"

What was a long battle in the realm of consciousness was but a blink of an eye in the real world. Yet, Ni Tianxie had a fatal flaw, a mere fraction of a second. If Ding Shenzhao had been so inclined, he could have used that fleeting opportunity to decide the outcome, to determine life or death!

But Ding Shenzhao didn't act.

He missed what might have been his only chance to win this battle, a chance that could directly lead to his defeat. Why?

Ni Tianxie's eyes blazed with divine light as he roared to the sky. Ding Shenzhao felt a surge of overwhelming energy approaching. If he didn't withdraw immediately, the consequences would be unimaginable. Without a second thought, he hastily retreated!

Unexpectedly, the energy suddenly changed, transforming from its earth-shattering power into a boundless, profound chill, seemingly aimed at every living being, a hostility intent on destroying everything!

Ding Shenzhao's expression finally changed, for he felt that Ni Tianxie was no longer the "Peerless Evil God" he once was, that despairing aura that seemed to have annihilated everything in the world… he should be called the "Destruction Evil God"!

Ni Tianxie stared coldly at Ding Shenzhao, who saw in Ni Tianxie's expression a chilling despair akin to the depths of hell!

"Why?" Ni Tianxie asked.

Ding Shenzhao knew Ni Tianxie was asking why he hadn't seized the only opportunity to kill the latter. In fact, until Ni Tianxie spoke, even Ding Shenzhao himself wasn't sure of the answer. But at this moment, he suddenly understood.

He fully grasped the mission he carried in this battle.

Ding Shenzhao's expression suddenly changed, devoid of joy or sorrow, hatred or desire, yet radiating an unwavering and resolute aura that sparked a connection with Ni Tianxie's icy gaze.

"Because I'm here to save you, not to defeat you."

A crimson light flashed in Ni Tianxie's pale red eyes as he said, "Are you about to die, so you're starting to spout nonsense? I can't understand a word you're saying."

Ding Shenzhao replied, "You don't not understand, you just don't want to."

Ni Tianxie narrowed his eyes, glancing sideways at Ding Shenzhao, and said in a tone that seemed devoid of emotion yet contained all of it, "Nonsense... a bunch of nonsense... die..."

Suddenly, Ding Shenzhao felt a surge of killing intent beside him, the gust of wind shifting like the heavens and earth, and the space plunged into darkness!

"How is this possible? His power has actually increased again!"

Ding Shenzhao hadn't expected that, including Jun Tianxie and Sheng Yukong, the other "hidden personalities," they had all been annihilated in the battle of consciousness just now. Now, Ni Tianxie had no more "hidden worries," and his control over his essence, energy, and spirit was absolutely terrifying beyond imagination!

Ding Shenzhao extended his spiritual energy outwards, yet he couldn't sense Ni Tianxie's presence. It was as if the opponent had vanished into thin air, but that chilling, icy killing intent was omnipresent.

Suddenly, a powerful pressure enveloped the darkness, countless azure light waves swirling and dancing like a raging storm, sealing off all of Ding Shenzhao's escape routes. It was as if the entire world was now unified under Ni Tianxie's will, and he was the ruler of this world!

"Sword of Life—Creation!"

Ding Shenzhao remained calm in the face of danger, extending a finger to the sword. Instantly, white light flowed, radiating a dazzling immortal aura, making him appear like a celestial being. The sword's edge curved diagonally, as if about to shatter the void.

The sword energy clashed with the blue light.

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar shook the heavens and earth, dust billowing high like giant waves. Ding Shenzhao was sent flying several meters away like a kite with a broken string. Before even landing, he coughed up blood, his tiger's mouth split open, his meridians burning as if on fire. He was severely injured in just one move.

However, Ni Tianxie's astonishment was probably no less than that of Ding Shenzhao's injuries.

With his hidden personality completely eliminated, Ni Tianxie's power had likely broken through to a new level, perhaps surpassing even Jun Yanhuang and Ding Chenyi of that day. That Ding Shenzhao could only be injured, not killed, by his full-force attack was truly beyond his expectations.

"Life Force—Endless Regeneration!"

Ding Shenzhao channeled his Life Force within his body. Life Force was the most powerful healing energy in the world; wherever life flowed, bleeding stopped and muscles healed. His injuries were healed by half in an instant—a feat even the "Peerless Evil God" couldn't match.

"Good! Try taking another sword strike!"

A fierce killing intent flashed in Ni Tianxie's eyes. He condensed his fingers into a sword, which traced a strange trajectory in the air. In an instant, a powerful and indescribable vortex of energy surged forth with immense pressure, as if sucking away all the surrounding air. The area within a ten-zhang radius centered on Ni Tianxie suddenly caved in.

Ding Shenzhao suddenly felt a terrifying sensation of involuntarily tilting forward, as if the place where Ni Tianxie stood had become a bottomless abyss. If he fell in, he would never be able to climb out alive.

"This is a technique that I just comprehended in my consciousness, thanks to you, a technique that surpasses even the 'Sword of the Mortal World'—I call it 'Hell Without End'! Using this move to kill you is just right." Ding Shenzhao

knew that this was a matter of life and death. He once again activated his unique inner power technique, holding his sword horizontally across his chest. The sword energy and blade light shone brightly, forming a screen of light that protected his entire body.

As soon as the light barrier formed, Ding Shenzhao felt immense hostility surrounding him from all sides, countless forms of hostility, each possessing power no less than his own! If all this power were to strike him directly, even a thousand Ding Shenzhaos would be instantly killed!

This swordsmanship had transcended the realm of human techniques, reaching the "ultimate" realm of divine and demonic transcendence. Even if Jun Nitian or Ding Chenyi were resurrected, they would be inferior.

Logically, facing such terrifying swordsmanship, Ding Shenzhao should not have been able to survive this attack.

Yet, not only did he withstand it, but he seemed even more at ease than when he received the previous strike.

The only difference was that after receiving this attack, Ding Shenzhao appeared to have aged slightly.

Ni Tianxie exclaimed in disbelief, "Impossible! You couldn't possibly have withstood that sword strike! Absolutely impossible! How could you possibly possess such power?"

Not only his appearance, but even his tone seemed to synchronize with Ding Shenzhao, who had aged ten years in sync. He calmly replied, "Nothing is impossible in this world. The unexpected creation of the 'Peerless Evil God' is precisely the value of the 'Sword Emperor and Blade King'."

His personality was completely integrated, and his wisdom had likely reached the "ultimate" state of omniscience and omnipotence. With a moment's focused thought, he discerned the mystery.

"'Brahma's Annihilation'... and several other wondrous powers were added in addition. Otherwise, you couldn't have withstood my 'Sword of No Return.' Is this the legacy left to you by the 'Lord of Floating Life'?..."

"You're not the only one who keeps a trump card up your sleeve... 'Brahma Annihilation Infinite'! If there's any martial art in the world that can defeat you, it must be this move..."

Ni Tianxie scoffed, "What a joke! It's just a fusion of the life force of a few old fogies, giving 'Brahma Annihilation' a bit more of a wasteful amount of money. You dare to call it infinite? If it were truly inexhaustible, where would your prematurely aged appearance come from?"

Ding Shenzhao grabbed his head, and a large clump of hair fell out, scattering in the wind, pale and withered. He smiled bitterly, "Nothing can be hidden from you."

Ni Tianxie coldly said, "How many life forces are within you? Let me calculate... Ding Chenyi, the Lord of Floating and Sinking, Fan Xindi... and another... a very unfamiliar aura... yet it's even more tightly integrated than the Buddhist holy energy... So that's it, it's Du Qingshan, the 'Crazy Flower Maniac' among the 'Eight Eccentrics', right? I didn't expect that even though he escaped from Jun Nitian's hands that day, he still couldn't escape the fate of being used as a stepping stone."

Although he calculated from afar, it was as if he were witnessing it firsthand. Ni Tianxie's omniscience and omnipotence were truly astonishing. If it were any other opponent, they would have surrendered without a fight, but Ding Shenzhao had a reason not to lose.

Ding Shenzhao held his sword and saber horizontally, his tone resolute and calm, reflecting a breakthrough in his abilities.

"That's not all. Besides them, I also bear the hopes of all humanity. You, who want to destroy everything, are the enemy of all life in this world. For this world that still has hope, for those innocent people, I must defeat you today and end this disaster."

Unlike his opponent, Ni Tianxie's tone was chillingly cold, making one's heart tremble.

"I am the enemy of this world?... Ha, well said! Do you know that this world is full of pain and despair, and people's hearts are full of evil and greed? The meaning of my existence is to destroy all this ugliness! This is the destiny of the 'Peerless Evil God,' and no one can stop it, not even you."

Ni Tianxie pointed at Ding Shenzhao, a contemptuous smile appearing on his face.

"The two moves I just unleashed were the true 'ultimate' techniques mastered after reaching the complete realm. Only Jun Nitian and Ding Chenyi have ever reached this level—the true 'ultimate' first strike! Each strike was delivered with half the power, and you were able to withstand them, proving you've at least grasped the power of the second strike… But have you grasped the insurmountable third strike?… Let's prove it now…"

Although the statement was provocative, the tone lacked hostility; instead, it conveyed a sense of mutual respect and understanding. After all, in this world, only the "Sword Emperor and Blade King" before him possessed cultivation comparable to his "Peerless Evil God."

The situation was similar to the battle between Jun Nitian and Ding Chenyi years ago; their fight wasn't driven by hatred or desire, but by a desire to prove their own existence.

There was no time for his opponent to recover. With a single gesture, the peerless blue light of the Eternal Sword flared once more, unleashing a devastating and swift attack. Its unparalleled power, almost filling the heavens and earth, arrived so suddenly, like lightning. This was the true power of "ultimate"! Unstoppable! Unavoidable! Only those of the same level of "ultimate" power could contend against "ultimate"!

Had Ding Shenzhao grasped the second strike of "ultimate" power?

The answer would soon be revealed, for if he hadn't, he would surely die under this attack from the Heavenly Demon!

"The beginning of the blade, the end of the sword!"

Ding Shenzhao raised his blade and sword to the sky, a profound and unfathomable light flashing like lightning, illuminating space and piercing the heavens. In the blink of an eye, the power around him transformed from intangible to tangible, manifesting in billions of images, meeting the Heavenly Demon's earth-shattering divine sword strike!

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion, accompanied by a massive energy collision, transformed into an unstoppable shockwave that swept and ravaged in all directions! It tore apart and pulverized everything in its path...

"Bang!"

With a crisp cracking sound, the ancestral divine weapons in Ding Shenzhao's hands, forged by Ding Chenyi over sixty years and wielded by him through countless battles, the "Grass-Knotting Sword" and the "Ring-Holding Blade," finally succumbed to the impact of two "ultimate" forces, shattering into hundreds of fragments, completing their final battle.

Ding Shenzhao showed no surprise or wavering; the demise of the "Grass-Knotting Sword" and the "Ring-Holding Blade" was entirely within his expectations.

Where there is life, there is death.

To defeat the "Peerless Evil God" Ni Tianxie, whose martial arts and wisdom were already unparalleled in the world, would absolutely require a considerable price, perhaps even... his own life!

"I didn't expect you to have truly grasped the second strike of the 'Ultimate'! No wonder you're my destined nemesis! But can you withstand the next attack?"

Ni Tianxie revealed a look of surprise, his originally arrogant eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation. With a burst of laughter, his figure rose slowly, and the world suddenly became completely silent, as if the entire universe consisted only of the two of them, with nothing else!

"Slaying Heaven Sword!..."

Ding Shenzhao felt his opponent's sword energy surging out like a burst dam, a determination to hold nothing back. He could clearly sense that after this move, it would be a matter of life and death between the "Peerless Evil God" and the "Sword Emperor and Blade King"!

Walking the line between life and death, the meaning and joy of survival that can only be found in battle will come to an end after this strike!

—The next strike will be the final one… Father! Little Lian! Please grant your child strength…

Silently praying for the departed loved ones is not out of fear of death, but to strengthen one's resolve. Raising his hands as if grasping a pair of swords that no longer exist, his eyes suddenly close and open again, letting out a shout. The aura of swords on his body sublimates into countless golden points of light, swirling around him like fireflies, carving out a vibrant patch of life in the deathly silence!

The final realm of the so-called "ultimate" is to create one's own "world" with the power of consciousness! And one becomes the "god" of that world! "Entering the mind" and then "entering the god"! This is the "ultimate."

Jun Nitian and Ding Chenyi only understood this principle after unleashing their second, life-or-death strike against each other. Now their descendants have also grasped the same realm, and in terms of age, they are certainly surpassing their predecessors.

The world created after comprehending the "ultimate" depends entirely on the mindset of the one who unleashes the attack. Thus, Ni Tianxie's world is a void, while Ding Shenzhao's world is a vibrant place—this is precisely the difference between victory and defeat.

Without any further movement, only a glance exchanged, a sudden, deafening roar shook the heavens and earth!

For in the highest realm of the "ultimate," one's very will is enough to overturn the world! No further action is needed; the difference in strength lies in the strength of each other's beliefs!

The ultimate strike is also the final strike!

It is forever invisible to the naked eye. However, in this world beyond the "ultimate," Ni Tianxie and Ding Shenzhao, their boundless fighting spirit sublimated, transcended the limits of the physical body, fiercely exchanging thousands, even tens of thousands of blows in a battle where time seemed to stand still! Each exchange was the simplest and most direct form of fist and foot! Like two innocent children brawling.

After an unknown amount of time, after countless exchanges, the two, neither willing to yield, gradually felt their bodies, constructed from their consciousness, crumbling. Their situation was like being on a precipice with no way to retreat; a slight step back would mean a fall into an abyss of death.

Each strike was slightly stronger than the last, each pushing beyond their limits. This was like a bowstring stretched to its tautest, threatening to snap at any moment.

In fact, at this point in the battle, both were already on the verge of collapse, their only struggle being who would fall first.

—It's the final strike!

Simultaneously, they unleashed their final palm strikes, striking each other's chests.

There was no sound, only silence, as if the heavens and earth themselves were holding their breath, watching the moment of victory in this ultimate battle.

—This power! It's the third… no, the fourth strike! …How is this possible? …

The one with a face filled with shock and pain was the "Peerless Evil God," Ni Tianxie! Feeling the surging power of Ding Shenzhao's fist, like a raging tide, and that insurmountable limit, the peerless evil god who had never been defeated showed an unexpected wavering for the first time on his cold and ruthless face.

"Why...how could you surpass...the impossible...third strike?..."

"Because you abandoned everything, while I still held onto hope for this world...I didn't defeat you with my own strength, it was the strength of those who passed away but placed their hopes in me that defeated you..."

"How is this possible...is such a thing?...The Annihilation of the Brahma...each strike should at most contain thirty years of life force...but your strike exceeded sixty years of life force!...Consuming such a large amount of life force...even if you can defeat me, you will perish as well...were you determined to perish with me from the beginning?"

"No," Ding Shenzhao revealed a strange and warm smile: "Today, only one person will die, and that will not be you."

"You, what are you doing?!"

Ni Tianxie suddenly felt a continuous flow of life-giving holy energy, different from true qi...the purest and most direct life energy, emanating from Ding Shenzhao's palm! Ding Shenzhao had actually transferred his own life force to Ni Tianxie!

Why was this?

Ni Tianxie gritted his teeth and said, "Ding Shenzhao... what are you doing?... Are you crazy! I don't need this kind of pity... Stop right now!"

Ding Shenzhao's smile was like snow under the morning sun, about to melt away.

"Perhaps you've forgotten... but I will never forget... I swore an oath to you that for the rest of my life, protecting you would be my duty... I will not break my promise..."

"The one who swore an oath to you wasn't me! Don't be so self-righteous!"

"In my heart... you and Tianxie... are the same person... I've always thought so..."

Ni Tianxie's head buzzed, and his originally heavy body suddenly felt light. Scenes from the past flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, along with the powerful figures he had fought against... his subordinates... his family... As the past fragments gradually advanced to the present, what appeared before him was a gentle white light, and... a figure as white as snow, arms outstretched, like a loving mother embracing her wandering child.

"Mother?..."

Two warm, wet liquids suddenly welled up in her eyes. The strange sensation of them sliding down her cheeks—were they tears?

So, she could cry too?

Her lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something more to Yu Baixue, but she found herself unable to utter a sound. Her vision shifted from light to darkness, yet it was different from darkness—a colorless world where nothing existed... Her hearing gradually faded. Her mother seemed to want to say something, but she could hear nothing anymore.

Was this what death felt like?

Had she, who had brought death to countless people, also come to this day?

Was death truly so unbearable?

Dying without anyone knowing, without anyone to grieve for her, leaving nothing behind

... Helplessness... Despair

...

What is the meaning of life?...

Final Chapter: The Nameless One

. An endless expanse of green grassland, the dazzling sunlight gently and evenly bathing the grass. Suddenly, a fluffy white rabbit appeared, its large eyes darting around as if searching for something, before hopping and disappearing into the grass at the other end.

"Xiaoxue! Xiaoxue!"

Footsteps echoed from afar, a clear, melodious voice like heavenly music. A young girl appeared from the other end of the grassland, her bright eyes blinking, her features delicate, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, giving her a pure and endearing appearance.

"Strange…where did it go…?"

"Are you looking for it?"

The girl cried out, turning around to see an incredibly handsome young man in simple clothes, a gentle, shy smile on his face, arms crossed, holding the white rabbit she was searching for—Xiaoxue. "

So it's you, Wuming." The girl patted her chest, her expression a mixture of tension and relaxation. "Why did you hide behind someone without a sound? Did you scare me to death?"

The young man smiled faintly, holding the white rabbit in his hands and presenting it to the girl.

"Here you go."

"So you've been here all along! Xiaoxue." The girl cheered, hugged the white rabbit to her chest, and smiled excitedly and innocently, "Did you help me find it? Nameless."

The young man, known as "Nameless," brushed aside his wind-blown black hair and smiled calmly, "I was thinking about something here, and it came to me on its own."

The girl looked worried and asked, "Your memory... hasn't returned yet?..."

Three months ago, the young man arrived on the grasslands of this nomadic tribe beyond the Great Wall, dragging his severely injured body. At first, everyone thought that with such serious injuries, the young man was surely going to die, but he didn't. He survived, and recovered at an extremely fast pace. Fifteen days later, he was able to get out of bed and walk on his own.

Unfortunately, the young man seemed to have lost his past memories; he couldn't even remember his own name, so everyone had to call him "Nameless."

The grassland tribe was extremely hospitable, and the young man seemed to have a harmless and gentle temperament. It didn't take long for the young man to be accepted by the people here and become a member of the nomadic family.

The young man also blended in very well into the natural and rugged life of the grassland tribe, as if this was the place he was meant to be since birth.

Occasionally, the young man would come alone to the vast grasslands, gazing silently into the distance, lost in thought. At those times, he seemed to become a different person, as if he didn't belong to this world.

"The wind is rising."

"Huh?"

The girl felt the young man had said something, but it was like a sudden gust of wind that vanished without a trace, so she couldn't be sure if he had actually spoken.

"You should go back now. I'll stay here a while longer."

The girl wanted to ask him to stay, but the young man's words carried an invisible authority that brooked no refusal. So, she could only show a faint sadness, like an abandoned house cat, and scurry away.

"Nameless is the worst!"

Nameless looked in the direction the girl had left, a bitter smile on his face.

"Hateful?..."

Having the same emotions and desires as a normal person, was this version of himself a kind of happiness?

Did he, whose hands were once stained with blood, deserve this kind of happiness?

"God's Illumination..."

Softly uttering the name of a friend who would never return, Nameless's eyes were filled with blankness and emptiness.

“Everyone’s gone…even you’re gone…leaving me all alone…what’s the point of living now…”

Just then, he could hardly believe his eyes.

On the distant grassland, a familiar figure suddenly appeared, exquisitely beautiful, dressed in spotless white, like a fairy from a painting. Between the golden sun and the verdant grassland, her face was turned towards him, her black, satin-like hair flowing in the wind, smiling gently at him.

“Mother?!”

The nameless man trembled, for he had indeed seen his mother; it was no illusion! He really had seen her, he must have seen her.

But she vanished right before his eyes.

Like a snowfall that never occurred.

The nameless young man stood on the grassland from morning until noon, and from noon until dusk, without moving an inch, just standing there.

Before long, the memories that had surfaced in his mind gradually faded.

Unspeakable thoughts suffocated him.

The End

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