Chaotic Sword God

The Heaven-splitting Ancestor’s complexion changed. A smear of paleness appeared on his face despite his strength as a Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Prime.

Since he could reach his current realm of cultivation, the Heaven-splitting Ancestor clearly was not a fool; he was clever. He could already hear a sense of hostility from the Wind Venerable’s words.

The Heaven-splitting Ancestor immediately became uneasy when a sovereign of the Saints’ World treated him like that. He said politely and hurriedly, “I would never, I would never. Even if I was a thousand, ten thousand times braver, I would never show even the slightest disrespect towards the Wind Sovereign. Please do not misunderstand, Wind Sovereign. Your personal arrival on the Nine Clouds Plane today is the utmost glory for our Nine Clouds Plane, as well as my utmost glory!”

“Meanwhile, I’ve failed to welcome the Wind Sovereign immediately, which is truly unforgivable. I am deserving of any slight punishment from the Wind Sovereign.”

The Heaven-splitting Ancestor spoke extremely respectfully, even carefully as a matter of fact, afraid of angering the Wind Venerable in any way.

Jian Chen looked at the Heaven-splitting Ancestor with a strange expression from the fetal membrane of the world. He could not help but recall how awe-inspiring, unstoppable, and arrogant the Heaven-splitting Ancestor had been on the Desolate Plane in the past.

Now that he saw the Heaven-splitting Ancestor once again through the fetal membrane of the world, kneeling submissively, Jian Chen struggled to connect him with the same person from the past.

“Is this the might of a sovereign of the Saints’ World? Even Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Primes fear them, afraid to offend them in any shape or form,” Jian Chen thought to himself.

Beside him, the clan leader of the Spiritsages was also amazed. He felt his blood heat up as he watched from the Wind Sovereign’s fetal membrane of the world, feeling extremely proud. He sighed and said, “In the past, during the time when the old clan leader vanished, our Spiritsages could only behave with servility and utmost caution when we faced the Heaven-splitting Ancestor. We could only bow and scrape, afraid to offend him at all, as we couldn’t afford to offend the Heaven-splitting Ancestor.”

“It was nothing like right now, where the Heaven-splitting Ancestor even needs to suck up to us, afraid to even mention the matter of the formation despite his Heaven-splitting clan’s formation getting destroyed publicly.”

“Is the Heaven-splitting Ancestor right now any different from how our Spiritsages faced him in the past?” Reaching there, Ling Tong had already begun to shed tears of joy uncontrollably. The Spiritsages had truly reached the end of their misfortune, freed from their former misery, becoming a peak clan of the Saints’ World.

Even though the Spiritsages were still a little hollow in terms of their mainstay strength, nothing posed a problem anymore as long as the old clan leader was around.

A peak organisation with a sovereign did not have to worry about their future developments at all.

Outside the fetal membrane of the world, the Wind Sovereign stared at the Heaven-splitting Ancestor with a slight smile. “Aren’t you going to ask me why I destroyed your formation?”

“It’s merely a formation. If it’s destroyed, then so be it. Moreover, since the formation could be destroyed by the Wind Venerable, this is definitely the most glorious end the formation could ever face. It’s of utmost honour,” the Heaven-splitting Ancestor said indifferently.

His ability to suck up was so great that he left even the Wind Venerable amused. “Heaven-splitting Ancestor, you’re a Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Prime, a significant figure who strikes awe through the Saints’ World, except you’ve completely renewed my appraisal of you with your current behaviour.”

The Wind Venerable placed particular emphasis on the words “renewed my appraisal”. Anyone could understand what he was getting at.

However, the Heaven-splitting Ancestor was unfazed. He lowered himself very much, such that he was almost bowing down. He cupped his fist and said politely, “As long as I can renew the Wind Sovereign’s appraisal of me, that’s of utmost glory to me.”

The Wind Venerable’s face gradually sank. The Heaven-splitting Ancestor’s behaviour had not earned any good grace from the Wind Venerable. Instead, he had made a fool of himself and earned great disgust from him.

The Wind Venerable sneered before saying coldly, “I haven’t come here today to hear how you’ll suck up to me. Heaven-splitting, you should recognise this, right?” A mirror appeared in the Wind Venerable’s hand. A saint core happened to be embedded on the mirror’s handle.

This mirror was no ordinary mirror, but a high quality god artifact!

“This is our Heaven-splitting clan’s god artifact for managing the protective formation. I named it the Heaven-splitting Mirror. I naturally recognise it,” the Heaven-splitting Ancestor said with his head lowered, but a sense of sternness flashed through the depths of his eyes.

“Then do you recognise the saint core in the mirror?” The Wind Venerable’s gaze became frigid.

“Saint core? What saint core?” The Heaven-splitting Ancestor raised his head. His eyes were filled with confusion, but in the next moment, he noticed the saint core embedded in the Heaven-splitting Mirror. He was immediately taken aback. “Wind Sovereign, don’t tell me this is the saint core you’re speaking of?”

“Hmph, you better stop acting like a fool in front of me. Heaven-splitting, the saint core is a sacred object of our Spiritsages. You’re quite bold to forge such a sacred object into an artifact,” the Wind Venerable said sternly, like he was judging him for punishment.

The Heaven-splitting Ancestor’s face changed drastically as he said fearfully, “It’s a misunderstanding, Wind Sovereign. I only happened across this object through a coincidence. I truly was not aware it was an object sacred to the Spiritsages. If I knew it was sacred to the Spiritsages, I would have offered it up a long time ago.”

“A mighty Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Prime would actually be unaware of sacred objects renowned among the Spiritsages? Heaven-splitting, you’re still trying to act ignorant before me. Do you really think I’m that easy to trick?” The Wind Venerable snorted coldly.

“I would never. I would never!” The Heaven-splitting Ancestor was truly frightened now. A chill ran down his spine. He had decided a long time ago that he would not admit to this even at the threat of death. Once he admitted it, he would truly cross the point of no return.

With his strength, he would not show any fear whether he faced the first majesty of the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng or the Saint Monachs of Archaean clans.

He might not be able to defeat these people in a battle, but he could still escape from them. They were all Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Primes after all. Their strength differed, but if one of them focused on fleeing, it would be very difficult for the other to prevent them.

However, against a sovereign of a world, he truly gave up on all hope.

Sovereigns could descend anywhere in the world with a single thought. As a result, not only was he unable to put up a fight, he did not even have the ability to escape.

“You would never? You’re even bold enough to take a fragment Ancient Paths’ soul in the past. I think you’re pretty capable of everything.” The Wind Venerable snorted coldly. Then he reached out, immediately shattering the Heaven-splitting Mirror. The saint core embedded in the handle ended up in his hands.

“You should be punished for trying to make a saint core of our Spiritsages yours!” The Wind Venerable snorted coldly. Then he reached out again, causing the force of the world to surge forth. He condensed an illusionary sword with its tip pointing down right towards the Heaven-splitting Ancestor’s head.

The sword erupted with a devastating might that filled the space there, forcing the Heaven-splitting Ancestor to unleash all of his strength instinctively to hold off the sword.

“This sword will remain for a hundred years. After a century, it will dissipate automatically. If you can last that long, then you’ll live. If you can’t, then get ready to perish.” With that, the Wind Venerable vanished.

Meanwhile, the Heaven-splitting Ancestor hovered beneath the sword and surged with energy, doing everything that he could to stop the sword from falling. He remained at this altitude forever, never to fall any further.

The sword had already locked onto his presence and the Wind Venerable had created a law with his will, so it was completely impossible for him to avoid the sword. His only chance at living was to do as the Wind Venerable had said and last a century here.