Published: March 9, 2025
Endless torment, each time more ruthless than the last, each time more cruel.
The intensity of the torment was so severe that even the Sword Spirit trembled in fear. He had contemplated speaking up for Chu Yang and paying respect to such a powerful existence more than once; it was not a shameful thing to do.
Such a powerful being should indeed be an object of submission and worship! However, just as he was about to speak, he realized he could no longer move. Not only was he unable to speak, he couldn't even open his mouth. The white shadow had somehow already controlled him.
To the white shadow, destroying a living being was as easy as blowing a breath!
What harm could a mere ant or a fallen being cause?!
Chu Yang's unyielding spirit was, to a considerable degree, ignited by the fierce wrath within him, spurred on by the white shadow's relentless torment. To put it simply, it was a matter of pride — he refused to kneel!
"Just kneel, and you'll reap great benefits."
Eventually, in the final moments, the white shadow seemed to grow weary of this repetitive game and helplessly advised, "You know very well that we are merely fighting for a breath of air. Once you kneel, I will win this breath, and I will immediately grant you passage on the path to heaven, opening the gate of the great path for you; for you, this means boundless benefits, absolutely advantageous."
"Why gamble your entire future for a moment's pride? Is it really so hard for you to kneel before me?"
Chu Yang scoffed coldly, "Torment won't work; are you resorting to bribery now? Have you truly overlooked my real reason for not kneeling? I have never denied that you deserve a kneel, even my worship, but the moment you demand it, I will not kneel!"
The white shadow was somewhat speechless, "How stubborn can you be? You won't choose such a simple option? For the sake of momentary pride, you abandon an infinite future? Have you lost your mind?!"
Chu Yang laughed disdainfully, "Did the previous eight nine calamity sword masters kneel?"
The white shadow nodded, "Of course they did."
Chu Yang taunted, "And where are they now?"
The white shadow was immediately at a loss for words.
Chu Yang pressed on, "Have they now walked the path to heaven? Have they opened the gate of the great path?"
The white shadow's gaze flickered, momentarily unable to continue the conversation.
Chu Yang laughed maniacally, "I have never denied your abilities, but to think kneeling will unlock the gate of the great path? What kind of reasoning is that? If the gate of the great path requires submission to open, what value does such a great path have!?"
"If one must become a servant to walk the so-called path to heaven, then why should I value it at all?"
"Life in this world is ultimately just a breath! If I won't fight for that breath, what else is there to fight for?"
Chu Yang's laughter echoed like thunder.
In that moment, his madness, his pride, his arrogance, and his unrestrained defiance surged forth without reservation!
I am the dominion!
Only I am the master of my own fate!
No one can force me to kneel! Not even you, the creator of the Nine Calamity Sword, the superior powerful being of the universe!
The white shadow pondered for a moment and slowly said, "It seems you are absolutely unwilling to kneel? I will confirm once more!"
Chu Yang smiled lightly, "What more is there to confirm? You’ve destroyed my body six times and my spirit nine times, all using extremely special means to destroy and restore… After these fifteen times, am I not still standing here?! I will not kneel, that is all!"
Chu Yang's voice was hoarse and deep; anyone subjected to such torment would not sound pleasant. Yet, within that hoarseness lay a hint of defiance and endless pride, as he cracked a smile revealing eight pristine white teeth, as if warmly inviting, "Do you really think, after all this, I would kneel? If it were you, would you kneel?"
He let out a wild laugh, "If I'm not afraid of all this, who in this world is worth my kneeling?!"