Chaotic Sword God

The whirlpool the evil spirit formed immediately began to collapse. Due to the immense might of the blurry star chart, most of the red mist directly dispersed, seemingly vaporised completely, making the red mist even thinner. At the same time, the presence of the evil spirit rapidly weakened. In the end, it seemed to have dropped below Godhood.

Even the gaping black hole countless kilometers in diameter trembled at that moment. Its suction began to wane, showing signs of collapse.

The second move of the Spiritking’s A Will that Splits the Heavens possessed extraordinary power. At the moment where the evil spirit had been at its weakest state, the Spiritking had dealt the heaviest strike possible, to the point where even the huge black hole next to the evil spirit seemed affected.

The Spiritking had not grasped the second move completely, having used it forcefully this time. He had paid an extremely severe price, burning up forty percent of his soul; he endured unimaginable pain.

At the same time, Jian Chen dragged his injured body over. A dense layer of Radiant Saint Force origin energy coated his body as he charged towards the evil spirit aggressively with the Zi Ying Sword in hand. He was grievously injured, wounded to the point where if someone else possessed the same strength as him they would not be able to endure it. However, the eighth layer of the Chaotic Body gifted him with an extremely tenacious vitality and a tough body, so even with such wounds, he could continue fighting and demonstrate strength at Godhood.

Currently, the evil spirit extremely weak. It struggled to maintain its strength at Godhood and seemed to be about to drop below that realm at any time. It immediately turned into a red mist to flee, and to no surprise, it fled towards the Tian Yuan Continent.

There were countless lives on the Tian Yuan Continent; just Origin realm experts numbered in the several dozens. In the eyes of the evil spirit, it was a great, delicious feast. As long as it could devour them, it could recover some energy in a very short amount of time.

Jian Chen stared at the evil spirit coldly as it flew towards the Tian Yuan Continent. Sensing the evil spirit’s weakness, he immediately felt less unsettled. He did not immediately charge off towards the Tian Yuan Continent to support after a moment of deliberation. Instead, he used his vague connection with the Primordial Godsilk to identify its location. It hovered near the black hole. Although its powers had been severely drained, there was still a tiny sliver of it left, preventing it from being sucked into the dark hole.

Jian Chen only rushed off to the Tian Yuan Continent after grabbing the Primordial Godsilk. The experts of the two worlds were completely battle-ready as they stood in outer space, forming two lines of defence. The Origin realm experts stood at the very front with their God-slaying Formation, while Shangguan Mu’er sat there sternly. Her zither was ready as well, placed across her knees.

Behind them, the Sainthood experts from the two worlds formed the second line of defence with their various formations.

At this moment, the God-slaying Formation began to shine, producing a powerful ripple of energy. The palm-sized scroll hovered in the air. Under the control of all the Origin realm experts from the two worlds, it created a formation space to trap the approaching evil spirit. Strands of powerful sword Qi condensed in the formation space, rushing towards the evil spirit from all directions. Each strand of sword Qi possessed shocking strength. They were still rather weaker compared to attacks from Jian Chen and the Spiritking, but they still managed to reach the lowest levels of Godhood.

However, the God-slaying Formation still failed to keep the weakened evil spirit trapped. The formation shook violently before erupting with a boom. The formation space collapsed, and the glow from the scroll dulled; the powerful ripples of energy had blown it away. The evil spirit charged out as a red mist, but it seemed even lighter in color than before.

The evil spirit had destroyed the God-slaying Formation in the blink of an eye, but the formation had shaved away at the evil spirit’s power as well.

However, the Origin realm experts who took part in controlling the formation all vomited blood after being hit with a great backlash.

At the same time, pleasant zither sounds suddenly appeared. It seemed like some otherworldly music to the ears of the experts from the two worlds, but when it reached the evil spirit’s soul, it seemed to explode like roaring thunder, causing the evil spirit’s soul to become unstable. Its consciousness actually wavered.

With the music, visible musical notes shot towards the evil spirit like sharp swords in the form of ripples, causing the mist to tremble slightly. Some of the red mist immediately began to disperse from the sound attack.

The red mist was the original form of the evil spirit as well as its core of power. The evil spirit’s presence rapidly declined as the red mist dispersed.

However, the evil spirit could only endure it silently right now, enduring its decline in strength as it directly charged for the Tian Yuan Continent. There was a lot of life on the Tian Yuan Continent. Even if it was in its peak condition, it still would feel tempted. It directly charged over from the depths of space regardless of the consequences. It was constantly being attacked and had become very weak now, but as long as it could devour the tremendous life forces present on the Tian Yuan Continent, it could recover in the shortest amount of time possible.

It targeted the countless mortals who lived on the Tian Yuan Continent, as well as weaker cultivators. It did not plan to devour the Origin realm experts. It could easily devour Origin realm experts in its peak condition, but it was too weak now. Since all the Origin realm experts had gathered together, it needed some time before it could devour them all. However, with Jian Chen’s pursuit, there was just not enough time.

As a result, it could only turn its eyes towards the weaker mortals and cultivators. Their lives could not be compared to the lives of Origin realm experts, but it could effortless devour them. It could devour all of their lives to recover in a single moment.

Boom!

With the sound, the great formations the various Sainthood experts of the two worlds erected began to clash with the evil spirit. However, they shattered in a single moment, and the evil spirit immediately expanded as red mist, enveloping over a hundred Saint Emperors nearby and devouring their lives in a single moment. However, when it wanted to devour even more Saint Emperors, the evil spirit sensed that Jian Chen was shooting over in pursuit, so it could not help but pause. For some reason, its heart trembled when it discovered the snapped Primordial Godsilk in Jian Chen’s hand. It no longer tried to devour the Saint Emperors in the surroundings and instead shot off towards the Tian Yuan Continent with lightning speed. It formed a huge whirlpool, and an extremely terrifying force of suction appeared, draining all the essence and presence of life from the surroundings.

Immediately, all the vegetation in a radius of several hundred thousand kilometers withered. The mountains and rivers all greyed, losing all signs of life. All the mortals in the surroundings instantly had their lives drained away from them; they were reduced to dried corpses. Following them were various cultivators, starting with Saints and Great Saints; they all lost their life force as they passed away. Saint Masters, Great Saint Masters, and Earth Saint Master were next. In the blink of an eye, countless people in the region were reduced to corpses.

The Origin realm experts in outer space watched on coldly. They chased behind the evil spirit with the God-slaying Formation hurriedly. Countless people would die in the world every day, but countless children would be born as well. They did not care about the deaths of these people at all. Instead, they cared about the fact that these deaths would allow the evil spirit to recover, which they needed to stop.

Jian Chen’s face was extremely sunken; a layer of bright, violet light shrouded him. He rushed towards the Tian Yuan Continent as quickly as he could.