Chapter 682: Dao Fruit Deprivation

The vines were frozen and shattered inch by inch, but, empowered by a Dao Fruit of life, they regenerated frantically.

Every clash between regeneration and frost erupted with the piercing sound of annihilation.

The Lord of Nature’s massive body was pierced through, leaving behind countless frozen wounds. Emerald Divine Blood spilled onto the land.

However, in that fleeting moment when the two True Monarchs’ old power was spent and their new strength had yet to gather, their auras roiled violently from the outburst, and their Dao Foundations trembled.

A giant claw, wreathed in the aura of eternal, sunless night, shot out as if from the Nine Nether Hell itself, appearing silently behind and to the side of Red Sun True Monarch.

The Dark Main God Ymir had seized the perfect opportunity to ambush him.

Before the claw even struck, a chill that could freeze the soul and drown the will sent a searing pain through Red Sun True Monarch’s Divine Soul.

“Red Sun, watch out!”

True Monarch Tongxuan cried out in horror. ‘If Red Sun dies, I’ll be in grave danger!’ He tried to fly to the rescue, but the Lord of Nature, Orion, held him fast with wildly regenerating vines.

The hairs on Red Sun True Monarch’s neck stood up. He barely managed to swing his Burning Silence Sword back to parry, but how much strength could he possibly muster in such a rush?

The claw, imbued with the power of the Eternal Night Descent Dao Fruit, was about to tear through Red Sun’s back and into his heart.

Just at that critical juncture.

‘This is the moment!’

A cold glint flashed in Xu Yunfan’s eyes.

He took a step, and his figure instantly appeared high in the sky at the edge of the battlefield.

There was none of the icy calm of the Linn Character Technique—only the seething killing intent and towering fury that had long been building in his heart.

He possessed the Thunderous Authority and was a legitimate Divine Spirit of the Aitira Realm.

He channeled his Thunderous Divine Format with all his might while simultaneously unleashing the Power of his Divine Sky Dao Fruit. In an instant, heaven and earth resonated as one.

BOOM!!!

The sky across the entire Aitira Realm suddenly darkened. Endless thunderbolts, as if answering the call of their monarch, surged from the void in every direction, gathering in a frantic convergence above Xu Yunfan’s head.

Raging winds howled for him. Clouds churned for him. The will of the land itself lent him its strength.

He was favored by the Celestial Dao; when one’s moment arrives, heaven and earth themselves lend their power!

Xu Yunfan could clearly feel that this world was responding to him and rejecting the two outsiders.

“Red Sun, you old dog! TIME TO DIE!!!”

Xu Yunfan’s roar was like the wrath of the Nine Heavens Thunder God, shattering clouds for thousands of miles.

Forming a sword sign with his fingers, he pointed down at Red Sun True Monarch, who was still targeted by the dark claw, his aura in violent flux.

“Divine Sky Yuqing, Ten Thousand Transformations Core, Thunder Proves Me!”

“FURY! KILL! SLAY!!!”

The Divine Sky Nine Heavens Profound Vault Undying True Scripture circulated to its absolute limit.

Within his Dantian, the Divine Sky Golden Core trembled violently, and ninety-nine Purple Gold Thunder Dragons roared at the heavens.

Xu Yunfan poured everything into his Fury Killing Sword Intent—an intent born from his clone Han Shi and his comprehension of the Wansheng Sword Technique. He channeled his long-brewing desire to kill Red Sun for coveting his Dao Fruit for thirty years, his hatred for being hunted by the two True Monarchs, and his seething anger at the arrogance of all Sword Cultivators.

The Divine Sky Thunderbolt annihilates all laws.

The Fury Killing Sword Intent obliterates all paths forward.

The Profound Vault Undying technique bore the weight of cosmic power.

The three merged into one.

A Purple Gold Thunder Sword, impossible to describe with words, suddenly coalesced at Xu Yunfan’s fingertips.

This sword was neither a physical object nor a mere illusion. It was the materialization of the purest Dao Principle of Divine Sky Destruction, the most tyrannical Fury Killing Sword Intent, and the immense power bestowed by the Aitira Heavenly Dao.

A billion leaping serpents of purple-gold electricity writhed around the blade. Deep within the thunderous light lay a chaos that annihilated all existence. At the heart of the Sword Intent was a rabid will to destroy everything in its path.

Wherever it passed, space itself silently ceased to exist, leaving an eternal, pitch-black trail in its wake, as if the very Laws of the realm had been utterly erased by the strike.

Fast!

So fast it surpassed the perception of Divine Thought!

Vicious!

So vicious that once it locked on, it would not stop until its target was dead!

Before the Purple Gold Thunder Sword, the dark claw empowered by the Eternal Night Descent Dao Fruit was like a dusting of snow under a blazing sun. It could not resist for even an instant before it silently vaporized into nothingness.

Ymir let out a muffled grunt, a mixture of shock and rage, as his dark, divine form hastily retreated.

As for Red Sun True Monarch, he had just managed to deflect the residual force of the dark claw. Before his Heart and Spirit could even recover from the terror of that close call, an unprecedented sense of mortal peril—strong enough to freeze his very True Spirit—completely engulfed him.

All he could see was a flash of Purple Gold Thunder Light—a symbol of absolute endings and utter destruction—expanding infinitely in his vision.

“NO!!!”

Red Sun True Monarch let out a desperate shriek. His Burning Silence Sword erupted with a mournful crimson light unlike any before as he tried to parry with his Lifebound Flying Sword. His Light-Departing Flame Red Sun Dao Fruit burned with frenzied power, erecting layer after layer of molten crystal walls before him.

But before Xu Yunfan’s ultimate strike—one he had been building up for ages, one that fused the powers of Divine Sky, Fury Kill, and the immense might of the Celestial Dao itself—his hasty defenses were as flimsy as paper.

SCHRRIIIIIP!!!

Like a red-hot knife through butter, the Purple Gold Thunder Sword pierced through the layers of molten crystal walls without resistance, then ran with perfect precision through the spine of the Burning Silence Sword.

A crisp cracking sound rang out. The Spiritual Light of the Burning Silence Sword dimmed instantly, and a spiderweb of cracks appeared on the blade.

Its momentum undiminished, the Thunder Sword ruthlessly plunged into the center of Red Sun True Monarch’s brow as he watched in utter horror.

“Guh…!”

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Red Sun True Monarch’s body went completely rigid. The molten glow in his eyes rapidly faded, replaced by a dead, ashen gray.

A storm of Purple Gold Thunderbolt erupted inside him, instantly obliterating every shred of his vitality. Even his Divine Soul was turned to wisps of smoke by the Divine Thunder that destroys all laws.

Had this battle taken place in the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm, Red Sun True Monarch might have had a chance. Upon death, he could have used the protection of the Immortal Golden Nature forged in his Golden Core Realm to flee into the Sea of Suffering Reincarnation, perhaps even returning to the ranks of True Monarchs in his next life.

But out here in another world, no such luxury was afforded to him.

Having lost its master, the Light-Departing Flame Red Sun Dao Fruit emerged from Red Sun’s shattered Sea of Consciousness.

It was a brilliant crystal, crimson as a blazing sun, and within it, an eternal flame seemed to flicker and burn. The crystal radiated a Pure Yang Dao Rhyme so potent it felt capable of incinerating the heavens and boiling the seas.

The Dao Fruit had manifested!

At that moment, it was pinned firmly in mid-air by Xu Yunfan’s Purple Gold Thunder Sword. It trembled violently and let out a defiant hum, struggling to break free, but it was held fast by the dual suppression of the Divine Sky Dao Fruit’s destructive might and the power of the Aitira Heavenly Dao.

A flash of joy lit up Xu Yunfan’s eyes. Wasting no time, he shaped his hand into a claw and made a fierce grasping motion through the air.

“Come to me!”

An irresistible suction force erupted from his palm. At the same time, the Purple Gold Thunder Light wrapped around the Red Sun Dao Fruit suddenly tightened.

POP!

With that soft pop, it was as if some invisible connection had been forcibly severed.

The crimson, sun-like Dao Fruit, trailing wisps of Dao Rhyme that had been violently torn away from their source, was snatched into Xu Yunfan’s grasp.

A searing, boundless wave of Pure Yang Dao Rhyme flooded into his palm, resonating powerfully with the Divine Sky Golden Core within his body.

“RED SUN!!!”

True Monarch Tongxuan’s eyes nearly split from their sockets as he let out a piercing, grief-stricken cry.

He had witnessed the horrific scene with his own eyes: Red Sun, pierced through the skull by a single sword strike, his Dao Fruit violently seized.

A sorrow for one of his own kind—like a fox grieving a fallen rabbit—sent a bone-deep chill through him, freezing his very Divine Soul.

He had never imagined that two premier True Monarch Sword Cultivators, men who had stood at the apex of the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm for years, would suffer such a miserable defeat in a foreign world—and at the hands of a newly ascended Golden Core cultivator, no less.

With the favor of this realm’s Celestial Dao, his opponent was practically unstoppable.