Published: January 6, 2025
If his soul is truly devoured, then all of his vast blood power, as boundless as the ocean of stars, would become a thing without an owner, merely turning into a sea of blood in this chaotic world.
At this moment, the Blood River Saint Ancestor trembled, fear finally reflected in his eyes, his gaze shrinking and quivering.
"What’s going on? What have you done?"
The Blood River Saint Ancestor roared, as the boundless sea of blood surged, trying to break free from Qin Chen's restraints.
Hehe! Within the Mysterious Black Sword, an icy aura that seemed to seep into the depths of the soul was coldly laughing, like the whispers of death in one's ear.
Qin Chen sneered, without saying a word.
Yet, he smiled faintly as he wielded the Mysterious Rusty Sword; it was merely a test, who would have thought it would indeed work.
Back then in the Sword Burial Abyss, when the Ancestral Master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion battled the Blood of the Dark Forces, it was the icy soul within the Mysterious Rusty Sword that accompanied the Ancestral Master in battle, subduing the top experts of the Dark Clan.
The top experts of the Dark Clan possessed immense power, surely being the most powerful figures in this realm. Otherwise, the Ancestral Master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion would not have expended endless effort, utilizing the ancient top sect of the human race, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, to suppress them for so many years without completely refining or killing them.
Although the icy expert within the Mysterious Rusty Sword could injure the top experts of the Dark Clan, it would certainly have a suppressive effect on chaotic beings like the Blood River Saint Ancestor as well.
Regardless of strength, at least compared to Qin Chen, it would have a better advantage in terms of soul devouring.
Unexpectedly, now that it was deployed, it truly aligned with Qin Chen's expectations.
The cold glow burst forth from Qin Chen's eyes, as he stepped forward gradually under the frightened gaze of the Blood River Saint Ancestor, the Mysterious Rusty Sword emanating sounds that shook the soul: "Blood River Saint Ancestor, you pride yourself on being extraordinary, but to me, you are nothing but a slave in this chaotic world, while I am the only ruler of this world, understand?"
"I can give you a chance now: kneel and submit, tell me what happened to Wan'er, and I may mercifully spare you from death. Otherwise..." The coldness at the corner of Qin Chen's mouth transformed into a hint of cruelty, as he raised his indifferent gaze, which suddenly erupted with a chill as cold as the eyes of death: "Didn’t you say I couldn't refine you?
Now, your soul is dissipating; no matter how vast it is, there will come a day when it will be completely devoured. By then, you will no longer exist, and there will be no trace of your existence in this world."
"Hahaha..." The Blood River Saint Ancestor roared with cold laughter, whether out of rage at Qin Chen's words or the fear evoked by the devouring of the Mysterious Rusty Sword, he could not tell.
But to make him kneel and submit, to have this being who emerged from chaos and had shaken the heavenly realm since the birth of the universe prostrate before a mere human brat, was an immense joke.
"You brat..." the Blood River Saint Ancestor howled, "In this world, no one is worthy of me kneeling. I, the Blood River Saint Ancestor, was born in accordance with the will of the universe. Do you think this little devouring power can make me submit?
Hahaha, devour me, then! I want to see how long you can keep it up! My power is boundless and eternal."
The Blood River Saint Ancestor roared, and as his voice fell, a savage light suddenly exploded from his eyes.
Boom! A terrible blood light shot out from the vast ocean of blood, abruptly sweeping towards Qin Chen along the Mysterious Rusty Sword, aiming to completely engulf him.
The speed was too fast, a strike calculated by the Blood River Saint Ancestor for a long time, even willing to expose his primordial power before the Mysterious Rusty Sword.