In this world, how could anyone be free from the interference of the great sun?
Here, apart from the supreme laws of time and space, other rules were not ranked by superiority, only by strength.
His Purifying Solar Eclipse had been cultivated to an extremely profound level, and no one had ever been able to block it.
In the past, even the First Dark Bishop had to evade the purification of the great sun.
But the scene before him shattered his confidence.
The power of the great sun was useless.
"Pfft."
That sword pierced the great sun.
It pierced the Vice President's body and descended from above his head.
The power of the great sun stagnated, as if time had been frozen.
"How...could this be..."
Death was not terrifying; the collapse of faith was the most terrifying thing.
The power of the great sun, which the Vice President believed in, had been split open by a sword.
Simultaneously, his body was cleaved open.
A bloodline spread from the top of his head, extending to his fingertips and toes.
"Riiip."
His intact body split into two halves, separating to the left and right.
His eyes turned dull and lifeless, his aura dissipated, the great sun...shattered.
"Vice President..."
"Vice President..."
"Vice President..."
Exclamations echoed continuously.
The Vice President was dead.
His body was split in two by a single sword.
The power of the great sun was dissipating.
The Vice President, the second most powerful figure in the Brightness Society, couldn't withstand a single sword strike from the young man from the East.
"Hahaha, impressive."
The Old Demon revived.
The instant the power of the great sun dissipated, the Old Demon, who had been on the verge of being roasted alive, instantly recovered.
"Kill."
The revived Old Demon harbored suppressed anger.
His black saber, wreathed in a dark demonic flame, forced the two Brightness Emissaries to retreat.
"Kill."
Chen Fan attacked again.
With another sword strike, he slashed towards the three of them.
The three were terrified, but facing Chen Fan's pressure, they had no choice but to unleash their full power.
Rumble!
The combined might of the three was formidable, repeatedly breaking through Chen Fan's defensive perimeter to strike his core.
Unfortunately, their attacks, landing on the Golden Silk Cicada Robe, could only create ripples.
"He possesses a protective treasure."
The Second Brightness Emissary’s expression turned grim.
What should they do?
The three exchanged glances, feeling the immense pressure.
The Vice President wielded the power of incantations; once one got close, death was inevitable.
But the three of them, masters of offensive power, were unable to breach the opponent's defenses.
"We need to call for reinforcements."
The Second Brightness Emissary said helplessly.
If they didn't call for help now, all of them might perish here.
"Wuwuwu."
A cry like a child's sobbing, or perhaps the roar of some demonic beast.
The sound emanated from the Second Brightness Emissary, spreading into the depths of the Brightness Society, and further down... into the deepest subterranean levels.
The moment the sound was emitted, a powerful, albeit somewhat chaotic, aura was awakened.
"Not enough."
The Second Brightness Emissary spoke, "The Brightness Society faces the danger of annihilation. Awaken the Son of Light."
The next moment, an even more pure light energy began to surge.
"Hmm?"
Chen Fan looked towards the depths of the Brightness Society.
The two auras that rose successively, the first one he was familiar with; he had encountered it on the Holy Mountain.
It was likely the First Brightness Emissary who had participated in the gamble. He had not yet fully recovered, and his aura was somewhat unstable, fluctuating.
The other, however, was the true source of Chen Fan's surprise.
It was also the power of light, but it was far purer, so pure as if it had merged with light itself, more like the very source of light.
Others' light energy was offensive.
This one’s light energy, however, was gentle, possessing an all-encompassing quality.
"The Son of Light, perhaps?"
While Chen Fan was pondering these thoughts, his sword light descended, and one Brightness Emissary perished by his sword.
The other two, he did not engage.
The Old Demon still had one opponent left, whose situation was precarious.
"Stop."
The First Brightness Emissary burst forth from underground like a sharpened sword, soaring into the sky.
A divine bird, ablaze with the power of light, ascended to the heavens and then swooped down.
Screech!
The bird's cry pierced the heavens.
"Excellent timing."
The Old Demon grinned defiantly.
If you want to save them, then join them.
He instantly abandoned the Sixth Brightness Emissary, who was on the verge of defeat, and charged towards the Divine Bird of Light.
"Boom!"
The collision between the two was earth-shattering.
Demonic flames shattered and scattered in all directions.
The divine bird shrieked, its burning feathers falling like rain.
As expected of the First Brightness Emissary, even though his soul had not fully recovered, he was far more powerful than the other Brightness Emissaries.
And the Old Demon, after consecutively slaying two enemies and being scorched by the great sun’s power, remained incredibly potent.
After all, with a foundation that had half-stepped into the Supreme realm, he grew stronger with each kill.
Especially after slaying two opponents, his demonic energy had greatly increased.
Rumble!
The two extremely opposing energies churned the sky until it warped.
The fierce battle instantly escalated to a white-hot climax.
...
On Chen Fan's side, after forcing back the two with a sword strike, he did not press his attack.
He was waiting, waiting for the one who seemed to be the embodiment of the source of light.
Tap, tap, tap.
The sound of faint footsteps could be heard.
A figure walked over, treading on the light that extended towards them.
"A child?"
The approaching figure wore simple, unadorned clothes.
Unlike the others' ornate attire, everything seemed to have returned to its origin.
They appeared to be no older than ten years old, walking with steady steps.
Their eyes were closed, hands clasped behind their back, and a third eye resided on their brow.
The moment they appeared, except for the First Brightness Emissary who was currently engaged in battle, the other three all bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Son of Light."
The three Brightness Emissaries bowed.
This boy's status was exceptionally high.