Chapter 595 - 326: Old Antique

As the reprimanding shout echoed across the entire Star Realm, the strange aura pervading the cosmos converged upon a distant figure.

This eerie aura, like overlapping layers of black divine mist, wreathed the shadowy figure.

A terrifying pressure, like a colossal divine mountain, bore down mercilessly upon Zhao Rui.

Beneath this pressure, the surrounding space collapsed layer by layer. Even the floating Star Core Longswords buzzed intensely, their very structure destabilized by the immense force.

Zhao Rui’s gaze turned cold. A brilliant golden light suddenly erupted from his body, pulsing outward in tidal ripples.

The two forces crashed into one another with a deafening roar, unleashing an apocalyptic might.

In the face of this power, time, space, and matter—everything—was annihilated.

’He’s actually this powerful... Don’t tell me even the Old Ancestor can’t handle him?’

The Divine Venerable was utterly horrified. Ignoring his injuries, he mustered every ounce of his strength to envelop himself in Destruction Power.

As if his feet were greased, he tore through the fabric of space, fleeing the battlefield at top speed.

The surging power soon reached Zhao Rui. With a casual wave of his hand, he redirected the incredibly violent force, letting it blow harmlessly past him.

All the while, he stood his ground, not retreating a single step.

Zhao Rui lifted his gaze to the figure, his eyes as sharp as a sword, perceiving every detail of the aura surrounding his opponent.

’Destruction Power, from the same source as the Divine Venerable’s!’

’Clearly, this is some primeval evil god, an ancient entity who has lived for countless eons. His Cultivation is unfathomably deep.’

’He’s many times stronger than the Divine Venerable who just fled in a panic. The Divine Power around him is so condensed it’s almost tangible, having already reached the pinnacle of power in this Star Realm.’

’No wonder the Evil Divine Domain dared to invade the Divine Domain. With the weaklings defending the Divine Domain, the only reason they’ve survived this long must be that the Evil Divine Domain was holding back for some reason.’

"Do you have a problem with that?"

Zhao Rui asked, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Junior, it is wise to be merciful when you can."

"Oh? And since when do I require others to tell me how to conduct my affairs?"

The cold smile on Zhao Rui’s lips widened. The Star Core Longswords encircling him erupted in a brilliant golden light as his Myriad Sword Domain spread out once more, forcibly deflecting the overwhelming pressure that assailed him.

Simultaneously, countless Star Core Longswords began to burn, glowing a fiery crimson.

The thrum of countless blades shot up to the high heavens, tearing through the pervasive evil aura like a tempest.

A solar phantom materialized around him once more. His Pure Yang Divine Power and Sword Dao Domain intertwined, transforming into an unrivaled blade edge aimed directly at the ancient entity on the distant mountain peak.

"A mere junior. How utterly arrogant."

The ancient voice rang out again, tinged with indifference and displeasure.

The ancient evil god, dressed in a dark-gold robe, slowly stepped forth from the mountain’s summit. With each step, the void beneath his feet solidified into black divine runes, as if he were birthing lotuses from nothing. In a flash, he crossed a vast distance to stand a few hundred feet before Zhao Rui.

His face was ancient, and his hair and beard were white, but his eyes were like icy pools, unfathomably deep.

His dark-gold divine robe was engraved with countless eerie runes, each one flowing with the power of destruction and consumption—the most fundamental divine runes of the evil god lineage.

He gazed at the impossibly young man before him, a flicker of caution and scrutiny in the depths of his eyes.

"To be able to single-handedly and grievously wound a Lord of my Evil Divine Domain, and then forcibly break into this dimensional Divine Domain."

"Furthermore, you possess pure Solar God’s Power, enough to counter the very source of my evil god lineage’s Destruction Power. You are no ordinary cultivator from some backwater Star Realm. State your name, and I may grant you the mercy of an intact corpse."

"Grant me an intact corpse? You think you’re worthy?"

Zhao Rui scoffed, and the Divine Power around him erupted without restraint.