601: The sad emperor

The establishment of the Sword Emperor Sect received no small amount of help from the Flying Feather Holy Sect, Heavenly Sword Sect, Wu Dynasty, and Righteous Qi Sect.

Even some Old Ancestors had changed their allegiances; after all, in their eyes, Lin Ye was one of their own, so it did not matter which Sect he went to.

Many Prodigies of the younger generation also joined the Sword Emperor Sect together.

Hearing Yuee's words, Madam Miao, Dong Mengyu, Liu Qingxian, and the others gathered around.

Every face bore an expression of anticipation and anxiety.

They urgently wanted to know how Lin Ye was after ten thousand years had passed. Now that there was an opportunity, they naturally wanted to see. Lin Zhentian and the people from the Nangong Family also rushed over.

Seeing that the living beings of the Ten Thousand Domains had all arrived here.

Yuee did not hesitate. She tossed the ancient mirror in her hand into the Void Realm and formed hand seals.

Hum...

As the various Dao Rhymes evolved, the ancient mirror transformed into a sky screen. The Spirit Race from outside the domain saw this scene and also cast their gazes over.

Because it contained the aura belonging to their Spirit Race.

Perhaps they could use this mirror to return to the Spirit Realm!

Yuee's delicate body trembled slightly, and sweat appeared on her forehead. For someone who had become an Immortal, having to bear such a consumption showed just what kind of Magic Treasure this ancient mirror was.

A moment later, an image appeared within the ancient mirror.

It was a desolate Universe where the surrounding stars were all shattered. Visible to the naked eye, there were corpses everywhere, and severed limbs and arms everywhere.

The entire Universe was dyed red with blood.

In the deepest part of the Universe, there were nine suns and moons—those were the pupils of the Supreme Venerables, and they, too, were watching this Universe.

"Where is Master Lin?!"

Seeing this Universe filled with blood and bone, Cheng Dezhu's heart tightened. Through the ancient mirror, he could feel the auras of those beings; among them were many Dao Provers, as well as so-called Immortals.

If even such experts had been buried here, then what about Lin Ye?! How was he?!

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

Just at this moment, a series of rumbling sounds rang out, and everyone turned their gaze toward the sky screen.

They saw the image on the sky screen rotating continuously.

Finally, they saw that familiar figure, but no one's face showed joy. Instead, fists were clenched tight, and veins bulged on their foreheads.

Because the Lin Ye they saw in the light screen was in a miserable state.

At this moment, half of Lin Ye's body had already shattered. The remaining side was covered in wounds, and they were all Dao wounds that were difficult to erase.

His face was deathly pale, his aura was weak and listless, the black Dharma Image behind him had completely shattered, and even his phenomena were broken beyond recognition.

Clearly, he had endured ten thousand years of bloody battles!

The blade of the Human Emperor Sword in his hand was full of notches, and its golden light had begun to dim.

Throughout the entire Universe, hundreds of millions of beings had been slain. Those beings had diamond-shaped marks on their foreheads—they were clearly Spirit Race. Thinking about it, it made sense; within this Spirit Realm, Lin Ye was the only living being from the Ten Thousand Domains.

The remaining beings were all Spirit Race.

Huff, huff...

Lin Ye gasped for breath. The Dao wounds on his body were constantly eroding his will. Even on his handsome, refined face, there was a huge scar, deep enough to see the bone.

And in front of him were at least two thousand Immortals.

After ten thousand years of death matches, Lin Ye had killed the ten thousand Immortals down to two thousand, but he himself seemed to have reached the end of his strength.

The decaying aura on his body was the best proof of that.

"Great Emperor!!!"

In the Ten Thousand Domains, some beings knelt on the ground, their faces covered in tears.

One must know that ten thousand years ago, it was Lin Ye who resolutely rushed toward that gateway, preventing the Ten Thousand Domains from suffering a catastrophe. In contrast, he himself had entered the Spirit Realm.

No one knew that he had fought silently like this for ten thousand years.

He fought until his Emperor Blood dried up and his Dao body shattered. Even so, he still gripped the sword in his hand tightly, looking at the Spirit Race before him with killing intent.

Just what kind of tragic battle had he experienced to make Lin Ye, a Great Emperor capable of suppressing the Ten Thousand Domains for ten thousand myriad years, become like this?

At this moment, even the people from the Academy looked at Lin Ye with eyes full of respect.

It was for the sake of the living beings of the Ten Thousand Domains that Lin Ye went to the Spirit Realm. He was alone, without any reinforcements; all he had behind him was the endless, dark, and desolate Void Realm.

After ten thousand years of transformation, wisps of Emperor might bloomed from Lin Miaoxuan, but her figure had not changed at all; she seemed to still miss that version of herself whose head was patted by Lin Ye.

Her little nose twitched continuously.

She seemed to recall that day ten thousand years ago, when she hid in Lin Ye's arms crying, and watched with her own eyes as her father died in battle.

Now that Lin Ye had also become this miserable, the sorrow in her heart became increasingly uncontrollable.

Wu Mingyue, Consort Li Zhao, Ling Ruoqing, Dong Mengyu, and the other women were all streaming with tears, their mouths constantly murmuring Lin Ye's name.

Only Madam Miao, the woman with the deepest connection to Lin Ye, watched the scene on the sky screen quietly. Her expression was as calm as ever, but no one noticed that she, who had become an Immortal, had forcefully dug her nails into the flesh of her own palms.

That heart-wrenching pain caused her to lose the ability to even change her expression.

"Master Lin!!!"

Cheng Dezhu roared out. He hated his own powerlessness. If, when the gate to the Spirit Realm opened back then, he had also possessed the cultivation of a Dao Prover, would he have been able to enter with Master Lin?

Instead of standing here on this Void Realm now, watching the scene before his eyes in despair.

The purple Qi and blood on Xiang Tiange's body became increasingly violent. His eyes were filled with killing intent, and his fists clenched until they creaked. He was about to lose control of the killing intent in his heart.

The Lord of Blissful Demons, Duanmu Yu, and others also glared at the light screen with rage. If they could, they would not have wanted Lin Ye to go and close that door.

"If you die, you die! If you don't, you live for ten thousand years!"

Since the outcome was death, then they should die in a blaze of glory. Even if Lin Ye had become a Great Emperor now, in their eyes, he was still that same youth!

As Sect Masters, how could they have any reason to let their own Disciple stand at the front and die?!

Yuee still maintained some rationality. Her beautiful eyes looked at the nine suns and moons in the light screen, and her heart was filled with countless doubts.

She could tell that those nine suns and moons were definitely the Supreme Venerables of the Spirit Race.

But why did they not fight Lin Ye?

Even though their Spirit Race was about to be slaughtered to the last by Lin Ye, these Supreme Venerables were still able to watch this scene leisurely from the depths of the Universe.

On the other side, the remaining Spirit Race in the Ten Thousand Domains were also dumbfounded.

What had they seen?

The ruined Spirit Realm, that Holy Land with the altar, had been torn apart and turned into dust. Their hundreds of millions of kin had all become corpses, and judging by the shriveled appearance of those corpses, they hadn't even died an easy death.

Instead, they had been devoured by that Devil Head, Lin Ye! Their entire cultivation and Qi and blood had all been swallowed!