262: Chapter 262 Slaying Demons

Above Xianyang City.

The rift, spanning across the Nine Heavens, hung silently.

It was about a thousand zhang long and a hundred zhang wide, like a colossal scar tearing through the sky.

Innumerable golden runes intertwined around the rift's edges—that was the Seal laid down by the Ancestral Dragon before his death. The runes slowly flowed, emitting a faint glow, as if they could extinguish at any moment.

Gao De stood in the Void Realm, looking up at the rift.

Ao Xue stood beside him, her blood-red eyes filled with solemnity.

She could sense it.

Behind that rift, there was an extremely terrifying aura.

It wasn't evil, it wasn't resentment, it wasn't anything she had ever seen.

It was a—

Completely unfamiliar existence.

An existence that did not belong to this world.

"Outer Realm Demonic Entities..." she murmured, "They came from there?"

Gao De nodded.

"The Seal is still there," he said, "but it's very weak now."

He raised his hand and pressed it against his Dantian.

There, the golden Dragon Pearl pulsed gently.

After his Breakthrough to Fifth Stage Middle Stage, his perception was countless times sharper than before.

He could "see" the scene deep within the rift—

It was an endless Void Realm, with no sky, no ground, no direction.

In the Void Realm, countless fragments floated—some like mountains, some like cities, some like the remains of some giant creature.

And between the fragments, countless figures wandered.

These figures had no fixed form; some were like giant insects, some like strange birds, some like monsters formed from countless entangled tentacles.

They were waiting.

Waiting for the moment the Seal would shatter.

Waiting for the opportunity to descend upon this world again.

"They are still there," Gao De murmured, "waiting for ten thousand years, still waiting."

Ao Xue was silent for a moment, then asked, "You're going in?"

Gao De nodded.

"Now?"

"No." Gao De shook his head, "Going in now is suicide."

He turned and looked towards Xianyang City.

That dead city still stood silently.

"What the Ancestral Dragon left me is not just a Legacy," he said, "but also this city."

"Beneath Xianyang City, the Demonic Entities that invaded back then are suppressed."

"Those Demonic Entities, though sealed for ten thousand years, have not died."

"They—"

He paused.

"Are my training targets."

---

Beneath Xianyang City.

Gao De and Ao Xue descended along a deep, dark passage.

On both sides of the passage, the stone walls were carved with golden runes. These runes originated from the same source as the Seal on the sky rift, all personally carved by the Ancestral Dragon.

The further down they went, the denser the runes became, and the brighter their glow.

The temperature also dropped lower and lower.

It was an extremely strange cold—not a chill, but a lack of "presence."

It was as if the further down they went, the less like themselves they felt.

"Great King..." Ao Xue's voice trembled slightly, "I feel... something is wrong."

Gao De nodded.

"This is the aura of Outer Realm Demonic Entities," he said, "They are eroding this space with their very existence."

"Given enough time, even heaven and earth will be 'assimilated' by them."

Ao Xue gasped.

"Then... isn't it... that the Ancestral Dragon suppressing such things beneath the city..."

"It's a gamble," Gao De said, "A gamble that one day, someone would come."

"Either completely destroy them."

"Or—"

He didn't finish.

But Ao Xue understood.

Either completely destroy them.

Or, be assimilated by them and become new Demonic Entities.

---

At the end of the passage was a massive stone gate.

Four large characters were carved on the gate:

"Demon Suppression Prison"

The calligraphy was vigorous, yet subtly twisted—as if even these characters were being eroded by some power.

Gao De raised his hand.

The taia sword was unsheathed.

He struck with a single sword slash.

Boom—!!!

The stone gate shattered.

Behind the gate was endless darkness.

That darkness was deeper than the Nine Nether, colder than the Guixu.

In the darkness, countless figures were vaguely visible.

They were moving.

Struggling.

Emitting silent roars.

Gao De stepped in.

Ao Xue followed closely behind.

The moment they stepped in—

Boom—!!!

Countless gazes simultaneously fell upon them!

There was no goodwill in those gazes, no malice, only a pure—

Hunger.

As if they were the first living beings to appear here in countless years.

As if they were—food.

In the darkness, a low voice rang out:

"Living people..."

"Finally... living people have come again..."

The voice was hoarse and distorted, as if spoken by countless mouths simultaneously.

In the darkness, a colossal figure slowly emerged.

The figure was about a hundred zhang tall, shaped like a giant insect, but with countless tentacles. At the end of each tentacle was a mouth filled with sharp teeth.

It stared at Gao De.

Those mouths all split open at once, revealing a bizarre smile.

"Fifth Stage..." It said, "Much stronger... than the previous ones..."

"It must taste... very good..."

Before its words fell, countless tentacles simultaneously stabbed towards Gao De!

Gao De didn't move.

He just quietly watched the tentacles.

Just as the tentacles were about to pierce him—

A golden light burst forth from around his body!

taia sword: Sever Karma!

Wherever the sword light passed, the tentacles silently broke!

Not cut off.

But—their "existence" itself was severed.

They had once existed.

But now, they had never existed.

The insect-like Demonic Entity froze for a moment.

Then, it let out a piercing shriek:

**"taia sword—!!!"

"It's the Ancestral Dragon's taia sword—!!!"

It turned and fled!

But Gao De didn't give it a chance.

He stepped forward, and the sword light flashed again!

taia sword: Cleave Reincarnation!

The sword light struck the giant insect.

The giant insect's body instantly disintegrated, as if it had never existed!

It didn't even have time to scream.

It completely vanished.

In the darkness, there was dead silence.

All the wandering Demonic Entities were stunned.

They looked at Gao De, at the golden sword in his hand.

For the first time, fear appeared in their eyes.

"taia sword..."

"The Ancestral Dragon's successor..."

**"Kill him—!!!"

Someone shouted first.

The next moment, countless Demonic Entities simultaneously pounced on Gao De!

Overwhelming!

Innumerable!

Gao De stood with his sword.

Golden light flowed around his body.

He closed his eyes.

Feeling the approaching auras.

Each aura represented a life.

No.

Not life.

It was—existence.

Outer Realm Demonic Entities are not living beings.

They are "existence" itself.

A twisted existence that does not belong to this world.

To kill them, ordinary methods cannot be used.

Only—

The Dao.

He opened his eyes.

The taia sword was raised high.

"taia sword: Seventh Form—"

He uttered in a deep voice:

"World Creation."

Boom—!!!

A golden sword light burst forth from the sword tip!

The sword light spread out, transforming into a massive orb of light, instantly engulfing everything!

Wherever the orb of light passed, countless Demonic Entities vanished completely before they could even scream!

Their existence was erased.

As if they had never existed.

The orb of light lasted for three breaths.

After three breaths, it dissipated.

In the darkness, there was emptiness.

All the Demonic Entities—those countless Demonic Entities suppressed for ten thousand years—

Were all gone.

Only Gao De and Ao Xue remained, standing in the Void Realm.

Gao De sheathed his sword.

He looked down at his hand.

His hand was trembling slightly.

Not from fear.

But from exhaustion.

That one sword strike had nearly drained all his power.

"Great King!" Ao Xue rushed forward and supported him.

Gao De waved his hand.

"I'm fine," he said, "Just... a little tired."

He looked up, gazing around.

The endless darkness was slowly dissipating.

Replaced by a faint gray.

That was the original color of this space—after being eroded by Demonic Entities for ten thousand years, it was finally beginning to recover.

"The Demon Suppression Prison... is empty," he murmured.

Ao Xue stared at him blankly.

"You... killed all the Demonic Entities suppressed for ten thousand years?"

Gao De nodded.

"With one sword."

Ao Xue fell silent.

After a long time, she suddenly asked, "What was that sword strike called?"

Gao De thought for a moment.

"World Creation," he said, "The last form the Ancestral Dragon taught me."

"Sever Karma, Cleave Reincarnation, Create Heaven and Earth."

"The three combined, that is 'World Creation'."

He paused.

"I just didn't expect it to be so exhausting."

Ao Xue couldn't help but smile.

In that smile, there was pride, relief, and a hint of faint—

Distress.

"Let's go," she said, "Go out and rest."

Gao De nodded.

The two turned and left the Demon Suppression Prison.

Behind them, that space was slowly recovering.

The Demonic Entities suppressed for ten thousand years, finally—

Completely vanished.

---

Three days later.

The ruins of Xianyang Palace.

Gao De sat cross-legged in the center of the main hall, golden light flowing around his body.

That sword strike had almost exhausted all his power. Three days of arduous cultivation had only restored seventy percent.

But the gains were also immense.

The battle with those Demonic Entities deepened his understanding of the taia sword.

His comprehension of Karma, Reincarnation, and space-time also advanced a step further.

"Still a little short," he opened his eyes and murmured.

Ao Xue, sitting not far away, looked up at his words: "Short of what?"

Gao De thought for a moment.

"Short of a true battle," he said, "Those in the Demon Suppression Prison, though numerous, were weak."

"True Outer Realm Demonic Entities should be much stronger than them."

"Especially—"

He looked up at the rift in the sky.

"The Lord of Demonic Entities."

Ao Xue was silent.

She knew Gao De was right.

That Lord of Demonic Entities, who could prevent the Ancestral Dragon from achieving Immortal Ascension, cause the Immortal Qin Dynasty to collapse, and lead to the fall of countless Fifth Stage True Dragons—

Its power was absolutely incomparable to those minor soldiers in the Demon Suppression Prison.

"Are you still going?" she asked.

Gao De nodded.

"When?"

"When my strength is sufficient," Gao De said, "At least surpassing the Ancestral Dragon's strength."

"Then—"

He stood up and looked towards the rift.

"Go and see."