The Dragon King gambled the destiny of the Chaos Clan on Chen Fan's ability to slay the Light.
However, the Lord of Light was too powerful.
His body could still move.
"Heh heh."
A chilling laugh made one's scalp tingle.
At this moment, the Lord of Light no longer possessed his previous ethereal aura.
His ferocious face sent shivers down one's spine.
"Useless."
The Lord of Light roared with laughter, "Hahaha, who in this world can restrain this Emperor? Hahaha..."
"Sword rise."
The Sword Master's voice echoed through heaven and earth.
Clang, clang, clang.
The sword hums were perfectly synchronized.
Long swords pointed directly at the firmament.
The Sword Master glanced at Chen Fan, then turned back, sweeping his gaze across every familiar face.
Resolute.
Swordsmen, advancing without fear.
The moment the words "Sword rise" were uttered, these old brothers following him understood the Sword Master's intention.
No one hesitated.
A forest of swords seemed to appear between heaven and earth.
"Boom."
The Sword Master ascended into the sky.
His sword light, stretching for a million miles, its sound resonating through heaven and earth, proclaimed, "Borrowing swords..."
Clang.
The synchronized sword hums pierced through heaven and earth.
Long swords surged upwards, merging into the Sword Master's body.
In their original positions, all the experts of the Sword Domain remained in their sword-pointing-to-the-firmament posture, motionless.
The Sword Master had borrowed not only their swords but also their energy, sword souls, sword intents, sword hearts... everything was taken by the Sword Master.
Only empty shells remained in their original places.
...
The Lord of Light was struggling against the Dragon King's seal.
When he saw the sword ascending into the sky, his expression changed instantly, "How audacious..."
Boom.
The sword descended, a single strike that cleaved the heavens.
Chii.
This sword did not land on the Light.
Because the Sword Master was not confident he could slay the Light with a single strike.
If he failed to succeed, it would break the Dragon King's seal.
He left his final blow for that defiant youth.
Boom.
The sword intent stopped an inch away from the Lord of Light's head.
Space solidified.
The Lord of Light's body was fixed in place.
The choices of the two overlords made Chen Fan and the Yin Yang Dao Master's expressions grave.
The Yin Yang Dao Master looked at Chen Fan and smiled with ease, "Since they trust you so much, though I am not well-acquainted with you, I don't mind trusting you this once."
Boom.
Yin and Yang churned.
The Yin Yang Dao Master instantly gathered all his strength, "Southern Emperors, lend all your power to City Lord Chen."
Boom.
The magnificent Yin Yang Dao surged into Chen Fan's body.
The Yin Yang Dao Master, borrowing strength.
With the Light sealed, there was no point in him intervening further. In that case, it was better to concentrate all power into one person.
Live, they would live together.
Die, they would die together.
Old monsters like them, who had lived for a million years, did not fear death.
What they feared was dying while their enemy remained alive.
At this moment, the Yin Yang Dao Master held nothing back.
All his strength poured into Chen Fan's body.
His empty physical body almost fell from the void.
"City Lord Chen."
The Southern Emperors, the Five Elements Thunder Emperor, spoke, "Please accept the power of our Great Dao."
Boom.
"City Lord."
Lie Tian, King Yu, and General Lei spoke in unison, "Please accept our strength."
Heaven and earth surged with energy.
Chen Fan's physical body began to expand wildly, instantly transforming into a colossal giant ten thousand feet tall, reaching the heavens.
His gaze seemed to pierce through the Tenth Heaven, seeing another immensely vast chaotic world.
There, it was the direction of the Ninth Heaven.
...
Ninth Heaven.
Qian Si and Wu Xing, who were in seclusion, simultaneously opened their eyes.
They felt a gaze directed at them from the distant Tenth Heaven.
"Who is it?"
Qian Si's will trembled.
He did not emerge from his seclusion, his voice incredibly solemn.
Wu Xing's voice was also extremely heavy, "It's not the Light. Has another ninth-tier being appeared in the Tenth Heaven?"
That gaze made both of them feel immense pressure.
After a long silence, Qian Si finally spoke, "Will the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths also descend into chaos?"
"..."
Wu Xing remained silent.
The moods of both men became heavy.
Chaos erupting in the Tenth Heaven, is someone challenging for position again?
This situation had only occurred once, when someone was dissatisfied with the division of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and initiated a battle for status.
But the outcome was predictable; there was no escaping the fate of being suppressed.
Now, was another storm about to be stirred up?
After a while, Qian Si said, "If this wind blows from the Tenth Heaven, the Ninth Heaven will bear the brunt of it. It seems... we need to make preparations in advance."
"Troublesome."
Wu Xing was somewhat displeased, "Can't things just be peaceful?"
Day after day, it's so annoying.
"Alas, let's prepare early," Qian Si sighed.
Endless troubles.
After sleeping for only a million years, more troubles had arrived.
Their voices gradually faded, and the two said no more.
...
Tenth Heaven.
Boom.
The ten-thousand-foot colossus was an ancient behemoth.
In his left hand, the Tian Cong Yun Sword, also ten thousand feet long.
In his right hand, a staff, equally immense.
Boundless energy converged.
At this moment, Chen Fan was like a world-creating giant holding the sun and moon.
The sun and moon above his head seemed within reach of his hand.
His radiant gaze, as if possessing the will of heaven and earth, looked towards the trapped Lord of Light.
"Roar."
The Lord of Light roared.
A sense of crisis never before felt surged from the depths of his heart.
The crisis of death.
This feeling was only given to him by the Thunder Master of ancient times.
Chii.
Chen Fan raised the Tian Cong Yun Sword.
Looking at the minuscule Lord of Light, he gently thrust it out.
Chaos itself seemed to be severed.
"Roar."
The Lord of Light struggled frantically, "Little bug, you want to kill me? Dream on."
"Heh heh."
The Yin Yang Dao Master chuckled, "I see no confidence in your piteous cries, hahaha... Light, this is your day too."
"You can't kill me, hahaha."
The Light seemed not to hear the Yin Yang Dao Master's mockery.
At this moment, he could only let out a fierce, but hollow, roar and bellow, "Come on, as long as you strike me once, I can break free from this seal. Then... I will imprison and torment you for endless years, and the entire Thunder Domain will become a land of slaughter."
"Hahaha, come on, come..."
Chen Fan remained unperturbed.
He was calm as his sword struck the Lord of Light's brow.
The Tian Cong Yun Sword was invincible.
As long as it could strike, no defense was unbreakable.
Chii.
Boundless light erupted.
Interspersed within were the Lord of Light's roars, "You can't kill me, I am invincible in the Tenth Heaven... Ah..."
A piercing shriek tore through the chaos.
"Thunder Master."
He howled and bellowed, "You've been dead for a million years, yet you're still not at peace, hahaha... What can this little strength do to me?"
"Chen Fan, I am about to break free, hahaha..."
"Heh heh."
Unfortunately, all he received was Chen Fan's contemptuous laugh.
"Break."
Rolling Great Dao flowed along the sword tip, drilling into the Lord of Light's mind.
The power of the Great Dao erupted.
Not one or two, but the Great Dao of everyone gathered.
Mixed with the sword intent imbued with various Great Dao powers, the Light's power had no time to purify.
"Ah..."
The Lord of Light screamed.
But he still refused to yield, "Hahaha, I'm about to break free, Chen Fan, you have no chance, hahaha... If you don't stop now, the seal will truly break."
Stop?
Impossible...
This sword carried the hopes of too many people.
"Boom."
The power of Light began to dissipate.