Chapter 1844 "Are you sure?" Chen Fan asked again.
There was a reason.
He needed to ascertain the Sword Master's true intentions.
"Yes."
The Sword Master replied, his voice resolute.
"Good."
Seeing this, Chen Fan did not object.
Instead, he was supportive, for he had a disciple who had done the same.
It appeared to have been a failure.
Everything from the past seemed to be flowing away with the river of time. Perhaps, soon, something new would emerge.
"Senior."
Chen Fan once again addressed him as senior. "I do not possess your grand ambitions. All I can do is help clear the path ahead as much as possible. I will not remain in the Ninth Realm for too long, but before I leave, I will deal with those several Ninth-Tier experts for you."
This was his promise.
Leaving these individuals to the Sword Master would be too cruel.
Let alone five, even one of them would be more than enough for the Sword Master to handle.
After all, the Sword Master was only at the Eighth Tier. No matter how strong his combat prowess, it would be difficult to truly face the peril posed by Ninth-Tier existences.
Chen Fan felt the same.
The Sword Master smiled faintly, "Then thank you."
He then said to the Death Sword Emperor beside him, "From now on, we will be busy. Go, take our people and purge all the Great Emperors in the Ninth Realm. Leave no one standing, slay them all."
"Yes."
The Death Sword Emperor turned and left immediately.
Slaying all the Great Emperors was an incredibly difficult task.
Yet, the Death Sword Emperor did not hesitate to carry out his elder brother's command.
He was accustomed to it.
"Ruthless."
Chen Fan gave the Sword Master a thumbs-up.
The Sword Master shook his head, "One must break to build. It's too late to change things fundamentally from the root. Since that is the case, let's take a shortcut."
"..."
Chen Fan pondered for a moment, then said, "Since that is the case, I will help you one more time."
Before the Sword Master could reply,
Chen Fan raised his hand and grabbed.
Boom.
The River of Yin and Yang appeared.
"Fellow Daoist Pingxi," Chen Fan's voice echoed throughout the Yin and Yang Great Dao that permeated the entire Ninth Realm.
The Yin Yang Master, far away in the Five Elements Realm, frowned. "What is it?"
They both cultivated Yin and Yang. Under conditions where their Great Daos were not isolated, they could communicate simply.
"I need a favor."
"Speak."
"I intend to use the power of Yin and Yang to connect the Thousand Threads Realm and the Five Elements Realm. My power is insufficient to achieve this. You are now at the Ninth Tier, can you lend me a hand?"
"What are you trying to do?" the Yin Yang Master asked, confused.
"Repaying a debt to the Sword Master."
"...Alright."
The Yin Yang Master eventually agreed.
She owed Chen Fan thanks for her breakthrough.
A debt had to be repaid.
"Boom."
On this day, under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Ninth Realm, two colossal Rivers of Yin and Yang shook the heavens and earth.
In the Thousand Threads Realm, the Great Dao surged like dragons, vast as the sea.
Rumble.
The river covered the sky and earth, instantly spreading horizontally to the ends of the world.
Yin and Yang engulfed the Thousand Threads.
Hum.
At the same moment, the Yin Yang Master, situated in the Five Elements Realm, simultaneously activated her Yin Yang Dao.
The Great Dao of the Ninth Tier was far more powerful than that of the Eighth Tier.
The two rivers of the same origin, passing through the barriers of the two realms, connected.
"Fellow Daoist Pingxi."
Chen Fan spoke again. "Please send a message to Long Wan. Tell him that the Sword Master intends to create a land of coexistence for all races in the Ninth Realm and wishes to establish new rules. Ask him if he is interested. If so, ask him to lend his assistance."
"...Understood."
The Yin Yang Master was visibly shocked for a moment.
But she quickly recovered and relayed the message to the Dragon King.
A moment later...
"Roar."
A golden dragon stretched its colossal body in the Five Elements Realm.
Its immense form churned the entire chaos.
The boundless power of chaos filled the heavens and earth. "Sword Master..."
The Dragon King's roar boomed. "Sword Master, is what Pingxi said true?"
"Naturally."
The Sword Master exuded his aura.
They communicated through Yin and Yang.
The Sword Master's voice entered the Dragon King's ears. "My ambition lies here."
"Excellent, excellent, excellent."
The Dragon King was extremely excited. "If that is the case, our Chaos race will wholeheartedly support you."
"Chaos, rise..."
Boom.
The Dragon King, with his supreme divine power, stirred the universe of the Great Dao.
The Sword Master drew his sword simultaneously.
At this moment, he understood what Chen Fan was doing.
With Yin and Yang permeating the Ninth Realm, no one could hide any longer.
By merging one's divine sense into the River of Yin and Yang, one could monitor the entire Ninth Realm.
This was Chen Fan's gift.
"Past."
Chen Fan's face was now somewhat pale.
Connecting the entire Ninth Realm with Yin and Yang was a great burden for Chen Fan.
The power of the Great Dao within him was constantly draining.
"Yin and Yang."
Suddenly, Chen Fan roared again.
Boom.
The surging Yin and Yang power began to solidify.
The power of chaos, the boundless sword intent... all joined in.
Four of the most elite Eighth-Tier cultivators, using their supreme power, constructed the foundation of the river.
And this was not all...
"Bones and blood."
The Dragon King roared again.
His mournful cry echoed through the heavens and earth. Instantly... chaotic beasts charged into the sky.
The next moment...
Boom.
Over a thousand chaotic beasts self-destructed in the chaotic void.
Their bones and blood merged into the river.
"My brothers."
The Dragon King's voice carried immense sorrow. "Today, you offer your bones and blood to forge the future of our Chaos race. Rest in peace, brothers."
"Rest in peace."
Below, all the chaotic beasts roared in unison.
Their synchronized cries, filled with infinite sadness, reverberated through the heavens and earth.
"Hahaha."
Those thousands of self-destructing chaotic beasts felt no sorrow in facing death.
Instead, they were joyful.
Genuinely joyful.
"Our Chaos race will surely rise." The voices echoed softly at the pinnacle of the sky.
That was faith.
The faith of the Chaos race.
For the future of their race, they were willing to die.
They did not fear death.
Dying for the future of the Chaos race was worth it.
"Stabilize."
This command came from Chen Fan.
This final command shook the starlit river.
Bang.
The River of Yin and Yang completely solidified above the Ninth Realm.
This river could monitor the entire Ninth Realm.
From this day forward, unless Chen Fan died... no one could shake the foundation of this river.
"Ugh."
Chen Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura instantly becoming weak.
This river would be eternally imprinted upon the Ninth Realm.
To achieve this, he had paid a great price.
The Yin and Yang Great Dao within him had nearly collapsed.
"Hoo."
However, the outcome was good.
He had succeeded.
Clang.
The Sword Master landed, sheathed his sword before Chen Fan, and sighed, "City Lord Chen, thank you."
With this river, he could thoroughly monitor the Ninth Realm.
It saved him a great deal of time in reorganizing the Ninth Realm.
"You are too kind."
Chen Fan forced a weak smile. "It is my honor to be able to help Senior Sword Master. I only hope that the Sword Master's path ahead will be smoother. There is nothing else I can do, only this."
"It is enough."
The Sword Master was somewhat moved.
He had only just made his decision, and Chen Fan had already bestowed such a great gift upon him.
Boom.
In the distance, numerous powerful figures tore through the air, arriving.
The commotion from earlier was too great. No one knew what had happened, and they could only rush back as quickly as possible.