Chapter 877 - 538: The Familiar Sword! Another Dawn upon the Sea of Stars! (Part 2)

Chapter 877: Chapter 538: The Familiar Sword! Another Dawn upon the Sea of Stars! (Part 2)

A single Celestial Demon can make a race famous across the entire Witch Demon Continent.

And at this moment, over thirty Celestial Demons are being dragged into the Gates of the Netherworld.

Some strong members of the Demon Race couldn’t sit still anymore.

The aura around these strong beings was vigorous.

However, their movements were suddenly frozen.

Only to see Zhao Fu being borne on a throne, slowly returning to the Gates of the Netherworld.

Through the Gates of the Netherworld, one could see an endless horde of the Ghost Race, boundless white bones, and rivers of blood.

Instinctively, they knew that following him meant death!

Even though the opponent just now had certainly paid a great price to take away over thirty Celestial Demons in one go.

Whether these Celestial Demons live or die is unknown, but if they step into the Netherworld, they might only die.

Yet some strong members of the Demon Race secretly sighed in relief.

"Emperor Beiyin Fengdu, indeed remarkable."

"Lord of the Netherworld..."

"But, even so, what he has shown can be avoided in the future."

"Moreover, now, he has no strength left at all."

One person fighting over thirty strong beings.

It’s very astonishing.

But there is an element of Celestial Demon negligence, they didn’t avoid.

Never expected the other party’s divine techniques to be so bizarre.

However, the opponent has a long forewarning, first needing to borrow Taiyin power, and then to manifest the Netherworld.

At this time, there’s every opportunity to leave.

Of course, the premise is that the other party has no sinister way of keeping someone.

The Netherworld gates slowly closed.

The sovereign dressed in imperial garb sat on the throne.

Finally, through the Gates of the Netherworld, he looked at Luo Xuanjun.

Just in time, their gazes met.

Luo Xuanjun’s pupils almost shrank.

"A familiar look."

"The Ghost Race is the transformation of souls of beings after death."

"Could it be that the opponent is someone I know who has become a Ghost Cultivator?"

"But regardless, I must first overcome this hurdle."

Luo Xuanjun’s gaze became resolutely determined.

The Yin Qi dissipated.

Sunlight fell back onto the sea, glittering.

And at this moment.

The world between heaven and earth became quiet once more.

Two Great Saints fought in the endless void.

The residual waves that emanated returned to form thunderclouds and wild winds.

"Impressive, truly impressive."

"It was within our expectations that the Human Race could invite a Great Saint of the Dragon Race."

"But we did not expect you could invite that emperor of the Netherworld."

"Yet, you probably cannot invite another strong being, can you?"

The voice slowly echoed around.

But the Human Race’s Divinity Transformation cultivators did not care too much.

The Human Race is currently still a subordinate race to the Dragon Race.

To have a Great Saint intervene is the limit.

Otherwise, with so many Great Saints coming, and the Human Race at this time not being any continent’s public enemy.

No one knows the future brilliance of the Human Race.

Those Great Saints naturally wouldn’t provoke the Dragon Race because of this.

It must be known that the number of Great Saints in the Dragon Race is still the most in the entire Demon Race.

Unless that person is...

"Roar ————"

The wind and clouds in the sky suddenly calmed.

A dragon roar sounded.

An enormous head of a Golden True Dragon emerged from the clouds.

A pair of golden dragon eyes stared intently at Luo Xuanjun.

Unless that person is also a Great Saint of the Dragon Race.

"Human Race!!!!"

"Two thousand eight hundred years ago, you destroyed my Dao Foundation!"

"Today, I shall also destroy your hope!"

Divine light flickered in the eyes of the True Dragon.

"That is!!!"

"The newly advanced Great Saint of the Dragon Race! Dao name: Golden Light"

"The supreme Celestial Pride of the North Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Sifang!"

Someone recognized this strong being and exclaimed.

"It is heard that another Great Saint was born in the Dragon Race three hundred years ago."

"There were speculations that this Great Saint was that Celestial Pride of the North Sea Dragon Palace."

"It is now confirmed."

"However, according to information, the law comprehended by that Great Saint of the Dragon Race is Fragment Law! And not a complete law."

"So it is, two thousand eight hundred years ago, Ao... the Golden Light Great Saint was knocked off the pedestal by the Human Race."

"That famously illustrious Human Race Golden Brilliance True Monarch."

"Indeed, perhaps it was that one slash! Ao Sifang’s original Cultivation Dao had little to do with Golden Light."

"But the dao name represents the greatest characteristic of a cultivator."

"That Golden Light is clearly the Heart Demon of the Golden Light Great Saint."

"But even with a Heart Demon, he is still a Great Saint!"

"We, pay respect to the Great Saint!"

A Great Saint is equivalent to a True Immortal of later generations.

And Fragment Law, it’s what later generations call Branch Law.

Immortals of later generations who haven’t comprehended the Law, or those who have just grasped the Branch Law, can only be called Independent Immortals.

The Dragon Race’s bloodline is privileged, with almost eighty percent able to step into the Great Saint Realm by comprehending the complete Law.

This Golden Light Great Saint, shattered by that sword, has only understood the Fragment Law.

Yet, even so.

That’s still a Great Saint.

That’s the divide between immortals and mortals.

Ao Sifang’s eyes were filled with hatred.

He was the first Celestial Pride of this generation in the North Sea Dragon Palace and even the entire Dragon Race.

Yet his Heart Demons were relentless.

Earlier, Ao Wui made him suffer a love tribulation, leaving a Heart Demon.

And that Golden-faced Sword God’s strike etched another Heart Demon within.

He forced himself to endure Heart Demons and step into the Great Saint Realm, with the intention of annihilating the entire Human Race!

"Golden Brilliance, you died, but the Golden Light you left in my heart hasn’t been extinguished."

"I will not only kill your disciple but also destroy the entire Human Race!!!"

"Roar————"

Ao Sifang let out a dragon’s roar.

"One day, your master slashed me with a sword, today, it will be repaid by you."

The Divine Dragon descended, the might of a Great Saint suppressed everything.

The faces of several powerful figures of the Starry Sea Dragon Palace changed dramatically, yet at this moment, they couldn’t lend any aid.

Clearly, invoking the Dragon Race Great Saint to resist other Demon Race Great Saints was their limit.

For a Great Saint, all mortal matters are like fleeting clouds, intervening is already quite difficult.

The faces of surrounding Demon Race strongmen were filled with excitement.

"Heaven helps me!"

The faces of the Human Race cultivators remained calm as they quietly activated their artifacts and mana, prepared to fight to the death.

Several Human Race Divinity Transformation cultivators were extremely solemn.

Only the Ancestral Spirit looked at Luo Xuanjun.

Softly said,

"Do it, Xuanjun."

Luo Xuanjun stood in mid-air.

Her blue dress fluttered in the wind.

Her long, soft hair gently swayed, and the sword-shaped pendant at her waist began to faintly glow.

She calmly looked at the True Dragon Great Saint.

"One day, my master could slash you."

"Today, I can slash you too!"

In an instant, everyone felt as if something was missing from their surroundings.

"The wind!"

"The wind has stopped!"

Even the True Dragon, capable of manipulating all natural elements of the world, couldn’t affect the wind nearby.

"Wind of the Starry Sea, lend me strength!"

The longsword was raised high.

The sleeve fell, revealing a fair forearm.

In Luo Xuanjun’s eyes, blue light began to flicker.

"Nine Heavens Gang Wind! Fall!"

Almost instantly, the raging wind descended upon the world.

Countless waves of Nine Heavens Gang Wind wrapped around the small longsword.

Luo Xuanjun’s long hair, sleeves, and blue dress all howled with the wild wind.

And almost in an instant again.

All the fierce winds gathered and transformed into blue sword light.

Those who had witnessed the battle from two thousand eight hundred years ago were stunned.

"This sword!"

So familiar!

It was as if they could hear the voice of that man again.

"I have a sword."

"It can’t pluck stars, seize moons, move mountains or fill seas."

"It can only slash the enemies of my Human Race!"

"Sword, fall!"

"This sword is named Dawn."

And now, the man’s voice overlapped with Luo Xuanjun’s.

"This sword is named Dawn."

Thunderclouds split apart.

The sword light fell upon Ao Sifang’s heart again.

"No!!!!"

In Ao Sifang’s eyes, red light flashed.

Heart Demon wreaking havoc.

In an instant, defenses opened wide.

Yet...

Dragon claw extended, crushing the sword light.

"You think I’m still the same as before?"

"You dare to try and slash me?"

Ao Sifang grinned grimly.

He was, after all, a Great Saint.

Luo Xuanjun’s expression did not change much.

Her body gently levitated.

"If one sword won’t do, I’ll use another!"

In an instant, her Primordial Spirit elevated!

Ascension!!