Chapter 457 - 317: In the Twilight of Old Age, Drawing the Sword to Sever the Heavens and Attain the Holy Dao Divine Sword

[Nina knelt on the ground, the power of the White Rainbow Sword Saint was becoming ever more terrifying. Once, before he had stepped into the Divine Domain, she could barely exchange a blow or two with him, but now she couldn’t even withstand a single strike.]

[Luo Yi’s Sword of Will, honed against the "Celestial Punishment Blade," was nearing the "Objective Law," evading it was impossible for those below the level of a Saint.]

[This is the consequence if you cannot withstand it.]

["White Rainbow Sword Saint, I am willing to offer my Divine Spirit and serve as a slave for eternity..." Nina’s voice carried an unprecedented humility, her once proud eyes reflecting the blood-stained blade of the black-haired man, "You will become the first in ten thousand years..."]

[Suddenly, a cold light flashed.]

[As Nina’s head flew high, she saw her headless body still maintaining the posture of offering her Divine Spirit. On Luo Yi’s Black Scale Sword, a drop of Divine Blood was slowly sliding down the blade spine.]

["Why..." Nina’s lips were still moving before they hit the ground.]

["I refuse." Luo Yi had no reason.]

["——Godslayer!"]

[At the instance of the explosive roar, the surrounding alien races scattered in fear. Nina, a True God of the Star Moon Race, who had ruled for over a million years, had fallen in a duel.]

["A god, just like that, died..."]

[The surviving Human Race soldiers looked at that silhouette, the scene etched deeply into their minds. In their later years, when reminiscing about this moment with descendants, they still couldn’t find words to describe the magnitude of that figure.]

[The blood-stained Black Scale Sword returned to its sheath as Luo Yi stepped over Nina’s gradually greying head, followed by the dull thud of her body hitting the ground.]

["Ah Yi..." Luo Feng raised his head, "What are you going to do?"]

["This journey—" Luo Yi’s steps halted.]

["Slay gods and ascend the heavens!"]

[These four words crashed down like celestial thunder.]

["Boom——"]

[At the instant the words burst, the dense fog that had enveloped the place for millions of years trembled and retreated as if alive. The Celestial Vault seemed torn open by an invisible giant hand, revealing beyond—]

[Countless stars simultaneously opened their eyes.]

[Heroes of the Human Race throughout history let out cries through the ages.]

["Must become the 378th—Daoist Master of Soldiers!!"]

[At this moment, Luo Yi’s realm was already at the half-step Daoist Soldier Master level, just one step short of "God-slashing," and his will could ascend to the Third Heaven, sensing the Celestial Mandate of the Human Race in the unseen.]

[Countless heroes of the Human Race who had fallen at this step cast their gaze upon Luo Yi.]

[Pinning all their hopes on him.]

["Celestial Punishment!!"]

[Luo Yi wielding sword and blade, breaking True Gods, slaying Bodhisattvas, extinguishing True Demons, single-handedly bloodily massacred the Mist Alien Race’s million-strong army.]

[An endless river of blood stained the Ancient Empire, hate, fear, death, and endless negative emotions awakened the Celestial Destiny God of the last era, who had been jointly slain by the Eternal Human Emperor and heroes—the God of Black Iron and Steam.]

[Luo Yi gathered the Ancient Empire’s gold and silver, suddenly looked up at the vaguely manifesting Giant God, instantly learning His name.]

[Only then did he understand that the Ancient Mythology passed down in the Black-eyed Race was a reality.]

[In the last era, in a brief eight hundred years, after the birth of the Technology God, the Human Race, with weak flesh, could elevate the mind, control, and wield the conceptual Giant God that maneuvers black holes and fixed stars, invincible among the Mist Hundred Races.]

[The Demon Gods of the Mist Alien Race were merely "rare delicacies" on the dining table.]

[Thus, the "God of Black Iron and Steam" arose in response, specifically forbidding the Human Race from ascending "technological" means, while at the same time awakening all Celestial Destiny Gods nurtured by the mist and the Void Sea, sparking a cataclysmic battle where countless Celestial Destiny Gods perished.]

[Yet they finally destroyed the Human Empire.]

[Afterward, the Human Race could only, with its fragile body, vie for the Spirit Realm with the Mist Alien Race using blades and swords.]

[This wasn’t His first time awakening to alter the "fundamental rules," yet the Human Race always found a way through the crevices.]

[From the Martial Arts Hall legacy, Luo Yi learned that there were only seven Celestial Destiny Gods left within the mist.]

[——From the moment the Human Race left the ancestral land and entered the mist, they were allotted only eight hundred years of life, even though the Flame Ancestor ascended the Third Heaven back then, he was already aging under the celestial mandate, his great flaming figure ultimately fell in the depths of the mist,]

[The Flame Ancestor failed to slay that Celestial Destiny God, and that Celestial Destiny God did not manifest, the shackle across the Human Race’s destiny still existed.]

[This was the will in the unseen to limit the Human Race from birthing and destroying Returning to the Void Dao Saints through the "Cultivation Method."]

[The Human Race’s initial four Dao Saints established the "Ancient Celestial Court," three thousand Daoists raised the Grotto Heaven Blessed Land, stars illuminated, hundred races were first, Great Emperors ran rampant, Immortals were countless, eating demons, and enslaving Celestial Gods.]

[Luo Yi didn’t know what Immortals were, nor did he understand what the Dao was.]

[To him, "Dao Skills" were merely another alien race’s trick, like the magical aura dancing at the fingertips of the Star Moon Race, the green Demon Fire rising during the Fox Race’s rituals, or the Innate Runes flowing across the scales of Exotic Beasts.]

[However—]

[The sky, river, mountain, and fire, these elements of natural and ancestral worship of the Human Race had never been eroded by the mist, and the Human Race never forgot their origin.]

[Among them, the River and Mountain represent the Spirit Realm, and the combination of the two nurtured the Human Race.]

[Luo Yi, wielding sword and blade, alone faced the corpse of the "God of Black Iron and Steam" in combat.]

[After ten days, the relied-upon Celestial Punishment Blade shattered...]

[The Celestial Destiny God could not be defeated by mortals, Luo Yi mechanically swung his sword, his will constantly being eroded by the celestial mandate, reaching the brink of death, he was about to die.]

[Suddenly, everything froze.]

[He sensed an unseen will—"I," you could never understand the meaning of your sword’s swing, hence you found yourself in such a plight.]