114: That's it? That's not even enough for me to warm up!

The wind stopped.

The astral wind, which was strong enough to blow away a Divine Soul, came to a bizarre standstill after Ye Chenfeng uttered the words, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Between heaven and earth, only the heavy breathing of tens of thousands of Cultivators remained atop the three giant flying boats.

"Waiting for a long time?"

Wen Chici laughed, a hoarse sound tinged with madness.

He stared fixedly at the figure in green on the coastline, his eyes bloodshot.

"Good! What a Myriad Dao Divine Sect! What a 'waiting for a long time'!"

"You destroyed my Holy Land and slaughtered my fellow Disciples. Today, this Saint will grind your bones to ashes and use your Souls to sacrifice to the dead of my Tianyan Holy Land!"

He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Ye Chenfeng.

"Law-Following Speech: in this world, swords are forbidden!"

An invisible, grand power of Law originating from the Heavenly Dao descended instantly!

On the coastline, the longswords at the waists of nearly ten thousand Myriad Dao Divine Sect Disciples let out wails, uncontrollably flying out of their hands and stabbing into the beach behind them.

Even a sword Genius like Lin Yi felt the longsword in his hand become as heavy as a thousand tons, his Sword Intent moving sluggishly as if suppressed by an invisible mountain.

However, the ink dragon sword in Ye Chenfeng's hand did not move an inch.

He didn't even lift an eyelid.

"Your 'Law' is too weak."

He spoke slowly, his voice calm.

"In this world, the only one who can forbid my sword is Revered Master."

As his voice fell, he raised his hand and gave a light wave toward the sky.

"My 'Logic' says: Sword, cry out."

"Buzz—!"

A clear, resonant sword chime rang out from the ink dragon sword, instantly spreading across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!

In the next second, the thousands of longswords stabbing the beach, as if summoned by an emperor, all reversed simultaneously, their tips pointing toward Wen Chici in the sky!

The grand Law that had suppressed the myriad swords shattered with a bang under that simple sword chime!

"Pfft!"

Wen Chici felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow, spitting out another mouthful of blood, his face filled with disbelief.

"Impossible! My Law-Following Speech... how could you..."

"Noisy."

Behind Ye Chenfeng, Ye Wushang impatiently picked his ear.

"Eldest Senior Brother, why waste words with a dead man? Let's finish this quickly. I'm still waiting to go back and study those Demonic Path Magic Treasures from the Xu Family treasury!"

He looked at Zhao Wuyou beside him.

"Fourth Senior Brother, those two old guys at the Body Integration Stage, one each?"

A towering Battle Intent ignited in Zhao Wuyou's golden eyes.

"The one on the left is mine."

"Deal!"

Before the words even finished, the two had transformed into one gold and one black beam of light, soaring into the sky and charging straight for Xu Zhenxiong and Qiao Lian on the other two flying boats!

"You impudent brats!"

Xu Zhenxiong looked like a demon, his Late Body Integration Stage aura exploding without reservation. He threw a punch, making space itself tremble.

"Dragon Battles in the Wild!"

Zhao Wuyou did not dodge. The dragon emperor halberd in his hand traced a golden arc, meeting the attack with an even more overbearing and unreasonable posture!

"Boom!"

Golden light exploded, and Xu Zhenxiong was actually knocked back repeatedly by the single blow, the bones in his entire arm letting out an overwhelmed wail.

"How is this possible! You are also in the Late Body Integration Stage!" Xu Zhenxiong was terrified.

"No," Zhao Wuyou's voice was cold as iron.

"I am a Late Body Integration Stage who can kill you."

On the other side, Qiao Lian turned pale with fright as she faced the charging Ye Wushang. She hastily summoned hundreds of poisonous pink lotuses, forming a wall of flowers.

"Demon Swallows the World!"

Ye Wushang gave a strange laugh and opened his mouth, which transformed into a black vortex that devoured everything, swallowing the hundreds of poisonous lotuses along with the power of Law within them in one gulp!

He even let out a burp.

"Tastes okay, just a bit bland."

"You... you are a devil!" Qiao Lian was scared out of her wits and turned to flee.

"Thinking of running now? Too late!"

Ye Wushang's figure appeared behind her like a ghost, a hand wreathed in black Devilish Qi lightly pressing down on the crown of her head.

"Attack!"

Wen Chici's eyes nearly split at the sight. He knew he couldn't wait any longer!

At his command, thousands of Disciples on the three flying boats swarmed like locusts, activating all sorts of Magic Treasures and Divine Abilities to launch a desperate charge toward the coastline!

"Form the arrays!"

Lin Yi, Er Gou, and the others had been waiting for a long time.

"Three Talents Sword Array!"

"Four Symbols Saber Array!"

"Five Elements Labyrinth Array!"

"Odds and Ends Array!"

One killing array after another, practiced countless times within the Sect, instantly took shape.

The cultivation levels of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect Disciples might be uneven, but they had perfect coordination, excellent Magic Treasures, and plenty of Medicinal Pills!

On one side was a disorganized mob with collapsed morale.

On the other was a disciplined army of tigers and wolves, waiting in full battle array with soaring Killing Intent.

From the very beginning, the battle was a one-sided slaughter.

A female Golden Core Cultivator from the Hundred Flowers Palace had just unleashed a flying silk ribbon, but before it could hit its target, she was instantly dismembered by three sharp sword lights from tricky angles.

A Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Xu Family, relying on his high cultivation, tried to break the formation. However, as soon as he got close, Er Gou blew his head off with a single punch.

"Hahaha! Come on! You bunch of weaklings! Your Grandpa Gou hasn't had enough yet!"

Er Gou laughed wildly, bathed in a rain of blood.

In the sky, the battle was also nearing its end.

Xu Zhenxiong was pinned alive to the deck of the flying boat by Zhao Wuyou's dragon emperor halberd, his eyes full of resentment and regret.

Qiao Lian had her entire essence and Soul sucked dry by Ye Wushang, turning into a dried corpse that scattered with the wind.

In the entire battlefield, only Wen Chici remained, still in a remote standoff with Ye Chenfeng.

He looked at his Disciples being slaughtered below and at the corpses of the two Body Integration Stage experts; he seemed to age a thousand years in an instant.

"Why..."

He muttered to himself, as if asking Ye Chenfeng, and also as if asking himself.

"Why did it end up like this..."

"We are clearly the strongest Holy Land in the Central Continent... We are clearly acting on behalf of Heaven..."

"Because," Ye Chenfeng sheathed his sword and looked at him calmly.

"You provoked someone you shouldn't have."

"Provoked someone I shouldn't have?" Wen Chici laughed miserably. "Hahaha! Good! What a 'provoked someone I shouldn't have'!"

A flash of terminal madness crossed his eyes.

"In that case! Let's all die together!"

"With my blood as the Saint as the catalyst! With my Qi of Destiny as the sacrifice!"

"Abyss! Descend!"

He slammed a palm into his own chest, and his entire body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist of extreme purity!

The blood mist did not dissipate; instead, it writhed and flowed into the core of the heaven-patrolling boat beneath his feet!

"Rumble—!"

The entire heaven-patrolling boat trembled violently.

Bizarre black patterns began to emerge on the white jade hull.

A terrifying aura that did not belong to this world, filled with chaos, greed, and destruction, woke up frantically from the core of the flying boat!

The deck split open, and a beating heart as huge as a mountain, covered in black runes, slowly rose!

"Not good! This guy is going to detonate the ship!"

"Retreat quickly!"

The Disciples below, feeling the aura that made their Souls shudder, all changed expression and began to retreat.

Ye Chenfeng's gaze finally turned solemn.

He could feel that the heart contained enough terrifying energy to turn everything within ten thousand miles into a dead land.

"Thinking of fighting for your life only now? It's too late."

He slowly raised the ink dragon sword in his hand.

"This strike is for Revered Master."

"For the Sect."

"And for this world that you have defiled."

He slashed out.

There was no sword light, no Sword Qi.

Only a sliver of pure black, so thin it was impossible to catch with the naked eye.

This blackness seemed to be the end of all rules in the world, the final destination for all things.

The moment that "abyssal seed," which had just awakened and was about to unleash its world-ending power, touched that black line, its violent beating came to a dead stop.

Immediately after, a fine crack appeared from the center of the heart.

Then a second, a third... Finally, under the gaze of the multitude, that terrifying abyssal heart, along with the giant heaven-patrolling boat, silently turned into dust like a sand sculpture weathered by the wind.

The smoke cleared... In the small courtyard on Myriad Dao Divine Mountain.

A notification from the System, so excited it almost broke its voice, rang in Chu Xuanjin's mind.

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host! The Sect Disciples have successfully annihilated the three major forces: Tianyan Holy Land, the Xu Family, and the Hundred Flowers Palace! The main quest—[The Holy Land's "Guidance"] has been over-completed!]

[Quest Evaluation: Mythic!]

[Calculating rewards...]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Mythic-grade Sect Gift Pack *1!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Great Dao Origin Fragment *1!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Cultivation Infusion (Late True Immortal stage) *1!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Entire Sect increases by one major Realm!]

Chu Xuanjin: "..."

Looking at the long list of rewards, he was already numb... A few days later.

Central Continent, Tianxu City.

Inside the largest restaurant, "Inviting Moon Tower," there wasn't a single empty seat.

All the Cultivators were whispering to each other, discussing that earth-shattering battle on the East Coast.

"Have you heard? The allied forces of Tianyan Holy Land, the Xu Family, and Hundred Flowers Palace were completely wiped out! Not even a fragment of their flying boats was left!"

"That's not all! It's said that in that battle, the Myriad Dao Divine Sect's eldest personal Disciple only used one sword strike! Just one strike! And he insta-killed the Tianyan Holy Land's heaven-patrolling boat!"

"Hiss—! For real? That was an Immortal-grade Magic Treasure!"

"Absolutely true! My second great-uncle's neighbor's son's Dao Companion was nearby watching the show at the time, and she almost pissed herself in fear!"

Just as everyone was discussing fervently.

The door of the restaurant was pushed open.

A fat man wearing a gold-threaded brocade robe and holding a gold abacus walked in swaggeringly with several attendants.

The entire restaurant instantly became silent.

Everyone's eyes converged on the fat man, their gazes filled with awe and fear.

Wang Duojin!

The God of Wealth of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect! And also the Living Yama of the Central Continent whom no one dared to provoke nowadays!

"Shopkeeper!" Wang Duojin shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Ah! Lord... Lord Wang! You're here!" The shopkeeper ran out crawling and rolling, his face covered in a fawning smile.

"Vacate your best private room for me! Also, bring the land deed and property deed for this Inviting Moon Tower, I'm buying it." Wang Duojin casually tossed out a bag of Top-Grade Spirit Stones.

"This... this..." The shopkeeper looked troubled.

"What? Unwilling?" Wang Duojin's eyes widened.

"No, no, no! Willing! I'll go handle it right away!" The shopkeeper shuddered in fear, clutched the Spirit Stones, and ran off quickly.

Wang Duojin nodded with satisfaction and was about to go upstairs.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, turned around, and gave a grin to the group of Cultivators in the hall who were as quiet as cicadas in winter.

"Everyone, continue, please continue."

"Don't be afraid, we of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect are reasonable."

"As long as you don't provoke us, we won't just raid your homes for no reason."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back, hummed a little tune, and slowly went upstairs.

Only after his figure completely disappeared did a trace of life return to the hall.

Everyone looked at each other, all seeing the relief of having survived a disaster in each other's eyes.

An era had ended.

Another era, belonging to the "Ten Thousand Dao Gang," had descended.

At this time, the Disciples of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect had finally returned to their respective lives.

Ye Chenfeng continued to meditate in the depths of the Sword Tomb, challenging those ancient sword Souls.

Wang Duojin high-spiritedly began to integrate the commercial landscape of the entire Central Continent, preparing to establish an unprecedented commercial Empire.

Gongsun Yan traveled through the mountains and rivers of the Central Continent, saving the dying and healing the injured, collecting the world's rare medicines, and was honored by the world as the "Medicine Fairy."

The other Disciples also continued forward on their own paths.

Cultivating, exploring, and experiencing the Mortal World.

The entire Central Continent, and even the entire Azure Cloud Continent, entered an unprecedented period of peace that was also quite eerie.

Because everyone knew that on this continent, there was an existence that absolutely could not be provoked.

The Myriad Dao Divine Sect.

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Wang Duojin cleared his throat, holding his heavy belly with one hand while the family-inherited gold abacus in his other hand clattered away. His face was covered in a kind and amiable smile.

"Oh my! Junior Brothers and sisters—no, I mean all you honored readers who have followed our Myriad Dao Divine Sect all this way! You all saw it, right? What Hundred Flowers Palace, Tianyan Holy Land, and that blind Xu Family... they dared to challenge our Divine Sect and covet our treasures? Well, look at them now; we've flattened their gates! I just did the math: from this battle alone, we've seized Spirit Stones, Magic Treasures, Medicinal Pills, mineral veins, land deeds... Tsk tsk tsk, this deal was a total windfall! My gold abacus never gets the accounts wrong!"

"But then again, those were just appetizers; the truly massive fortune is still to come! I was just fiddling with the abacus and guess what heavenly secret I calculated? Heh, this Small World can hardly contain a great Buddha like our Divine Sect anymore. My abacus beads are literally heating up, telling me that our Sect's Luck is soaring at an unprecedented speed. We're just one 'initial funding' away from that legendary 'collective listing'—ah, bah, I mean 'Sect Ascension'!"

"What is this funding? It's the 'update reminder' tickets and reward gifts in you readers' hands! I've calculated it: as long as everyone's enthusiasm can push the update points to a million, our Revered Master will be so happy he'll activate the Heaven-Reaching Array on the spot! Then, tens of thousands of Disciples of our Myriad Dao Divine Sect will ascend directly to the Immortal Realm! We won't go bowing to any local powers; we'll give you folks a 'Cultivation World Premiere'—a live stream of us flattening the nests of those Immortal Venerables and Immortal Emperors! Just thinking about the treasures they've hidden in their caves for billions of years makes my heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys tremble with excitement! So, 'investors,' what are you waiting for? Every update reminder and every gift is fuel for our Ascension to the Immortal Realm! Quick! Let my gold abacus calculate a brilliant future for you all!"