Chapter 193: You Will Never Perish!

Chapter 193: You Will Never Perish!

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HUM! In an instant, a hundred thousand Sword Souls charged forth! Once the swords were stained with the first drop of blood, there was no turning back. One after another, the Sword Cultivators, fueled by rage, faced the deceitful and treacherous students of the Grand Temple, swords in hand, charging into close combat!

THUD THUD THUD! Heads started rolling. In close quarters, the Sword Cultivators had the upper hand! In just a moment, a myriad of swords slashed out, Flying Swords shot through the air, and blood flowed freely!

"Murder!"

"These Sword Cultivators have committed treason!"

Tens of thousands of Grand Temple students, upon witnessing this, sneered in their hearts—if they were still alive! They cried out in despair, turning to flee! Whether the Sword Cultivators resisted or not, it was all part of their plan! Although many were beheaded in a short time, it was... acceptable!

From start to finish, Prime Minister You Fengya watched this scene with cold detachment. As soon as the Sword Cultivators made a move, he coldly declared, "A hundred thousand Sword Cultivators defying the imperial edict, slaughtering the future pillars of the Immortal Empire, killing the innocent, their crimes are unforgivable!"

Afterwards, You Fengya turned towards the darkness and declared, "Ancestral Temple Guards, suppress and annihilate them!"

That darkness happened to be the direction the Grand Temple students were fleeing. These young scholars had no real intention of fighting. Forced into action by the Sword Cultivators, they fled in panic! In the next instant, a formidable force of five hundred thousand heavily armored Ancestral Temple Guards appeared before their eyes!

This was the private army of the Ancestral Temple, composed of young members from the noble clans of the Heavenly Realm, generally over twenty years old, with rich combat experience, trained year-round, and organized in a systematic approach to warfare.

BOOM BOOM BOOM! Five hundred thousand Ancestral Temple Guards found their banner and made their official appearance! Only at this moment, did an oppressive and tyrannical aura envelop the entire scene!

"Execute the traitors. Topple the Sword Dao Monument!" Prime Minister You Fengya ordered on behalf of the Empire.

"Execute!" Five hundred thousand Ancestral Temple Guards, with stern gazes fixed on the hundred thousand Sword Cultivators, roared in unison and charged to suppress them!

The well-prepared scene left the onlookers dumbfounded.

"What's going on? Who's committing treason?"

Many were utterly confused. The Grand Temple students and the Ancestral Temple Guards, clearly factions of the Azure Leaf faction, were using the Divine Dawn Empress's banner?

"They use Her Majesty's name to overthrow the Sword Dao Monument, thinking we'll turn against the Empress? Do they take us for fools?"

"Prime Minister You is courting death!"

"No, this can't be his personal act..."

By this moment, the people had a rough idea.

"Disaster! The Sword Cultivators are on the brink of extinction!"

Just as they were about to act, more people arrived! Dozens of Clan Kings from the Ancestral Temple emerged from the Eternal Joy Inn!

BUZZ! Led by Ye Qingtian, the group arrived with a stern gaze.

"What's happening, Prime Minister You?" Ye Qingtian asked coldly.

Where their Sword Souls passed, countless corpses fell! A single explosive burst from a hundred thousand Sword Souls instantly decapitated tens of thousands of Ancestral Temple Guards!

Such ferocious Sword Cultivators, at this moment, shook the hearts of all, even startling those Ancestral Temple Guards who thought they had the upper hand! But, their numbers were still too few!

"Hold them back!" A thunderous roar shook the heavens and the earth, as dozens of tempest dragons, conjured by magic, crashed in front of Sword Saint Sun and the others, blasting the frontline Sword Cultivators away!

BOOM! Ye Qingtian, in his flowing robes, landed in front of Sword Saint Sun, sneering, "Old fool, still not willing to join your family in the afterlife, are you even human?"

"Ye Qingtian!" Sword Saint Sun's hair wild, eyes bloodshot, grasping his tri-colored Sword Soul, charged at him like a madman, "You only seek glory and riches for your Ye Royal Family, abandoning faith, forsaking souls! You will reap your evil deeds!"

"Hahaha..." Ye Qingtian laughed derisively, conjuring a dragon-shaped golden mace in his hand, charging towards Sword Saint Sun, "Brute courage, easily ignited, no wonder your entire family perished!"

As soon as the words fell, the tri-colored sword brushed past the dragon-shaped golden mace in his hand, sparking a myriad of fireflies and leaving a bloody mark on his neck, nearly piercing his throat!

"Why is this old ghost still so strong?" Ye Qingtian broke into a cold sweat, his anger rising. He then mustered his sacred power, clashing his dragon-shaped golden mace against Sword Saint Sun's sword.

BOOM BOOM BOOM! Nangong Xi, Youyue, and Su Lianlian, battling alone against Mu Tianshi, You Fengya, and Ye Qingli, surprisingly held their own!

The hundred thousand Sword Cultivators, eyes red with rage, driven by their inner convictions, utterly disregarded life and death!

"Kill!" Their repressed ferocity and fury erupted in that moment! Only then did the beings of the Heavenly Realm recall the ferocity and fierceness of the Sword Cultivators!

A hundred thousand of them pushed back five hundred thousand Ancestral Temple Guards! An old man and three women, alone against the powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm's noble clans, standing against the entire Ancestral Temple! Where their swords passed, blood flowed!

Ye Qingtian's brows furrowed deeply! He had grossly underestimated the desperate resolve of these doomed fighters!

"No time left!" Ye Qingtian retreated dozens of yards, parrying Sword Saint Sun's sword, turning to shout angrily, "Li Shishi!"

After shouting, he tossed a black orb over. It was the Hell Wraith!

Li Shishi caught the Hell Wraith, her laughter growing even more joyous. "Your Majesty, leave it to your humble servant!" With that, she turned back to look at the Sword Dao Monument.

DRIP DRIP DRIP! Dark red blood of resentment flowed down the monument.

BOOM! Under the assault of tens of thousands of Grand Temple students, this monument of a billion heroic souls that had stood for ages at the gates of the Heavenly Realm, watching over countless generations, finally collapsed under the twilight's crushing weight!

A billion faces, unwilling to enter the cycle of reincarnation, at this moment, shattered completely into blood. Each face bore the dissatisfaction of a thousand ages!

Amidst the rising dust, Li Shishi patted the Hell Wraith, saying, "Good, from now on, you will guide these billion resentments. You will become the strongest demon. When you wreak havoc in the Heavenly Realm, remember to place all the sins upon Divine Dawn's head."

"Oooh! OOOH!" Though the Hell Wraith made such sounds, its excitement was unmistakable.

SIZZLE SIZZLE SIZZLE! It completely merged with the Sword Dao Monument, becoming one with it!

BOOM! The Sword Dao Monument collapsed entirely. At that moment, the world fell silent. All the fighting, bloodshed, and corpses seemed frozen in time. Only the hearts of the Sword Cultivators continued to shatter.

"Oh, ooh...! OOOOH...!" From the fallen Sword Dao Monument, a blood-soaked demon emitted a piercing cry, slowly crawling out...