Outside Of Time

708 Standing Alone, Eternal Heroes (3)

There was nostalgia, blessings, relief, and reminiscence. However, there was no regret.

“I have a sword.”

The Palace Master lifted his head. Hundreds of thousands of sword lights gathered in his hand and fused with his Emperor Sword. The light was so resplendent that even the cold in the sky seemed to avoid it.

The sword shook the sky and the sound reverberated through the ages.

“I will protect my homeland!”

As he spoke, the Palace Master drew his sword and slashed down at the Red Spirit and Moon Fog.

With this sword strike, the earth quaked and the heavens trembled.

With this sword slash, the divine weapon lost its light and the extreme cold was warded off.

The two monarchs were visibly moved and the countless cultivators were shaken. The hundreds of thousands of swords became the only resplendent light in the world. They took the Heavenly Dao, transformed it into rules, severed evil thoughts, and killed the invasion.

The Red Spirit Monarch hastily retreated and took out a red bird carriage to block the sword slash.

The withering sword qi passed through the forehead of the bird beast.

It was split into two.

Red Spirit’s expression was filled with horror. The great world appeared and blocked the Emperor Sword. An ear-splitting explosion rang out as the great world became illusory again and again until it blurred and collapsed.

Red Spirit spat out a mouthful of blood and his cultivation fell. Amidst his shock and anger, the sword beam slashed through his forehead!

Even though Moon Fog went all out to help Red Spirit, he couldn’t prevent the latter’s body from collapsing and could only protect the soul. His own body was slashed into two.

His emperor’s robe was torn apart and his emperor’s crown was cut into two. The curtain beads flew everywhere and he retreated in panic.

The might of the sword finally dissipated.

The sky was clear again and the earth was silent.

The Palace Master stood alone, with no sword in his hand, as blood gushed from his mouth, cascading down like a crimson rain upon the ground.

However, this blood rain was destined to not land on the ground. When the sword might dissipated, extreme cold emerged from the vortex in the sky again. A cold wind of annihilation erupted from within and swept out.

Wherever it passed, the world froze into nothingness, and holes appeared in this nothingness.

The Dao bell, bestowed by the Imperial Capital’s Sword Holding Headquarters when Fenghai County was established, rang out with its final toll, transforming into an echo of extinction.

The bell shattered into pieces.

More than half of the Black Heaven Race’s regional artifact emerged from the vortex in the sky with the momentum of crushing everything.

The pitch-black color emitted endless evil, causing the sky to be dark.

The sharp halberd body, with its infinite ferocity, cleaved the earth with ruthless edges.

The net of Taboo in Fenghai County was extremely distorted. The artifact spirits transformed from the various Taboo magic treasures in Fenghai County wailed mournfully and died in large numbers.

The Taboo net was on the verge of collapsing

The Moon Fog Monarch had retreated thousands of feet away with a disheveled expression and only had his upper body left. A large number of flesh threads emanated from his body, constantly weaving together. He looked at the Palace Master’s figure with fear.

“Kong Liangxiu, do you still have a sword?!”

Beside him floated a soul. It was the Red Spirit Monarch whose body had completely collapsed and couldn’t be reconstructed. His divine soul had also been heavily damaged. Unlike a normal soul shadow, his soul was covered with countless red threads that penetrated deep into his soul, weaving into a net. While it protected his soul, it was also invading and binding it.

That was the method of the Black Heaven Race and the fate of the Holy Wave Race.

However, with its enhancement, the soul was given extremely high protection, restricting anything foreign.

At that moment, he looked at the Palace Master and spoke solemnly.

“The power of your sword destroyed my body, shattered my great world, broke my Dao foundation, destroyed half of Moon Fog’s body, and shook my soul. Kong Liangxiu, you’re quite something!”

The Palace Master looked with some regret in his eyes and sneered.

His smile was filled with cracks that spread throughout his body, and his armor was covered in even more cracks.

He didn’t care about these, nor did he respond to the Moon Fog Monarch’s words. He turned around and walked toward the large net that was shattering. As he walked forward step by step, his body became taller.

It grew larger and larger. The armor on his body couldn’t withstand his size and shattered on its own. It continued to fall like its armor pieces were being removed.

One piece at a time.

When he walked past the battlefield and finally arrived at the large net that was collapsing, his body had already become hundreds of thousands of feet tall. His gaze passed through the broken ice net in front of him and looked at the human army that was 50 kilometers away from here.

“Palace Master…”

The human army cried miserably.

Kong Xianglong couldn’t stand steadily anymore. Xu Qing supported him with bloodshot eyes. Even though he couldn’t see the scenes earlier clearly, he could roughly make them out.

The others were the same.

Outside the ice net, the Palace Master stared at everyone and spoke solemnly.

“Who doesn’t die? What’s there to cry about? All of you, stand properly!”

The human army immediately stood upright, albeit with sorrow!

Looking at this group of human children, the Palace Master nodded slightly. His gaze swept past everyone in the army and stopped on Xu Qing for a breath of time, filled with anticipation.

His gaze then lingered on Kong Xianglong for two breaths. There was reluctance and relief.

His gaze lingered on the Deputy Palace Master for three breaths of time. Outsiders didn’t understand but the Deputy Palace Master understood the meaning of this gaze. He nodded heavily and endless sorrow rose in his heart. He knew that the Palace Master was entrusting the child to him.

Finally, as Kong Xianglong trembled even more, the Palace Master’s gaze landed in the direction of the county capital. After that… the last piece of armor on his body fell.

As the regional war artifact in the vortex emitted an even more terrifying destruction, the Holy Wave Race’s army on the battlefield moved forward again…

The Palace Master turned his back to Fenghai County and spread his arms, merging into the collapsing net behind him.

At the next instant, small worlds appeared on the large net before gathering into a large world where the Palace Master was burning.

At this moment, all the coldness on the Taboo net rapidly surged into the Palace Master’s world and gathered on him.