Chapter 521 - 458: Four Swords Unleashed!

In the endless void of the Outer Realm.

Dead stars, broken world fragments, and the remains of unknown entities drifted slowly like dust through this despairingly vast Cosmos, whispering of eternal desolation and unknowable dangers.

A deep blue figure effortlessly pierced through the pale golden boundary wall of the Profound Yellow Origin Realm. It was Qi Yun.

He had changed into that familiar Deep Blue Daoist Robe. Without a single ripple of Magical Power around him, he strolled through this Outer Realm’s void like the most ordinary of mortals.

SWISH!

At this moment, a wisp of Spiritual Light suddenly flew over!

It landed directly in Qi Yun’s open palm, transforming into a slightly warm speck of light that flickered quietly. From the speck came a very faint residual Dao Rhyme, one that made Qi Yun feel a sense of familiar warmth. Simultaneously, a weak yet clear sense of direction emanated from it, vaguely pointing toward a profound location deep in the void.

Qi Yun’s eyes flickered slightly; he recognized the source of this Spiritual Light.

"Is this... guiding me?"

"That works." Qi Yun nodded, just as he was about to follow the pulling force.

However—

THUD!

THUD!

THUD!

THUD!

Without warning, four dull, desolate, and terrifying footsteps—sounding as if they came from the deepest depths of the Nine Netherworld Ruins, capable of stopping the heartbeat of all living things—suddenly exploded in this dead void!

The footsteps did not come from a single direction. Instead, they rang out simultaneously from all sides. Carrying a bizarre resonance, they formed an invisible prison that firmly locked down the area of the void where Qi Yun stood!

WHOOSH—

Immediately after, a rolling, bone-piercingly cold Yin Wind swept over like a burst Nether River! The terrifying wind was an ominous grayish-white, laced with countless faint wails and the stench of decay. A horrifying, Supreme pressure—brimming with the concepts of "ending," "burial," and the "Returning Ruins"—descended with a deafening crash alongside the wind, feeling like billions of graves pressing down all at once!

"Heh..." Qi Yun paused his steps and raised an eyebrow. "Truly... haunting me relentlessly."

He slowly turned around.

In the void ahead, four tall, silent figures had appeared like phantoms. Each of them hoisted one corner of an Ancient Coffin on their shoulders—a coffin that was ancient, mottled, and carved with bizarre burial scripts. Positioned in the four cardinal directions, they completely surrounded him!

THUD!

Another, even heavier and closer footstep rang out.

The void in the center of the four coffin-bearing True Monarchs suddenly caved inward! The terrifying, ghastly Ancient Coffin opened a crack once more, letting a thick dark green fog seep out.

The Master of the Ancient Coffin!

"By leaving the Profound Yellow... your time of death has arrived."

A hoarse, dry voice devoid of any vitality echoed from the thick fog.

RUMBLE—

Before the voice even faded, the fog escaping from the Ancient Coffin suddenly boiled and expanded, exuding an even more terrifying aura of corrosion, withering, and burying all things!

The boundless dark green fog raged and swept out madly like a living creature. Wherever it passed, all life force rapidly withered away in this dark green death miasma, returning to dead silence! It was as if it sought to completely transform this Outer Heaven and Earth into an absolute dead zone—one that swallowed everything and buried all of creation!

"The Dao of Burial... It really is this overbearing and wicked path."

Facing this overwhelming death miasma, Qi Yun’s expression remained calm, though a hint of understanding flashed through his eyes.

"Bury the Heavens, bury the Earth, bury all sentient beings... Rumor has it that when this Dao is cultivated to the extreme, it can bury an entire era, putting everything into an eternal slumber.

"Truly a fearsome entity."

His gaze turned indifferent. "However... you think a living corpse like you dares to block my path?!"

BUZZ!

An ancient Sword Formula, brimming with endless slaughter, was chanted loudly from Qi Yun’s lips. Every single word transformed into a clear Sword Intent, imprinting itself upon the void!

BUZZ—!!!

As the Sword Formula echoed, an Immortal Slaying Dao Fruit slowly rose from the depths of Qi Yun’s Purple Mansion and hovered above his head! Entirely grayish and shaped like four Ancient Swords hanging upside down, its blades rippled with a heart-palpitating luster of destruction, exuding a terrifying Dao Rhyme capable of severing karma and destroying Ten Thousand Laws!

The power of this Dao Fruit was extraordinary. After plucking it, Qi Yun had carried it with him. Now, it had already become one of the sharpest offensive Supreme Treasures in his grasp!

In the next instant, a boundless, turbulent, and majestic Sword Intent swept outward.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Four extraordinarily clear sword chimes—capable of tearing through all defenses in the myriad heavens and worlds—fiercely erupted from the Immortal Slaying Dao Fruit!

Four swords striking at once!

A split second later, four terrifying sword lights of different colors, yet equally radiating an apocalyptic aura of slaughter, shot into the sky from the Dao Fruit and solidified into physical forms around Qi Yun!

One sword was entirely dark gold, its sharpness restrained, yet it possessed a terrifying Realm capable of severing all karmic ties and making immortals and gods fall like common mortals—the Immortal Slaying Sword!

One sword was a bright blood-red, its Evil Qi soaring into the sky. As the blade gleamed, it seemed as if a boundless Blood Sea was rising and falling within it, specializing in slaughtering the souls of all living beings—the Immortal Slaughtering Sword!

One sword was infinitely changing, sometimes as massive as a mountain, sometimes as thin as a gossamer thread. Wherever its sword light passed, traps spawned naturally in the void, trapping the Ten Thousand Laws—the Immortal Trapping Sword!

One sword was ethereal and erratic. As its brilliance flowed, it evolved into infinite killing formations, sealing off all avenues of retreat and survival—the Immortal Ending Sword!

The four swords hovered in the air, their auras linked together. In an instant, they outlined a hazy Sword Domain that covered a million miles of the void! Within the Sword Domain, earth, water, fire, and wind were reset, and the Yin Yang and Five Elements were thrown into chaos. Only the purest intent of slaughter, destruction, and ending raged madly like a tidal wave!

"Go!"

Qi Yun put his fingers together like a sword and lightly pointed at the four coffin-bearing True Monarchs ahead!

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH—

The four swords transformed into four destructive Flowing Lights, slashing toward the True Monarchs respectively!

Wherever the sword lights passed, that dark green death miasma capable of corroding everything was forcibly sliced open and evaporated! The terrifying Sword Intent was incomparably overbearing, crushing and leaving Broken all the "Daos" and "Laws" that dared to stand in its way!

"ROAR!" The four coffin-bearing True Monarchs simultaneously let out low roars that didn’t sound human. The massive coffins on their shoulders shook violently, and the coffin lids completely opened. Endless dark green burial qi and death intent—condensed over who knows how many tens of thousands of years—transformed into four gray torrents to meet the four sword lights!

RUMBLE—

The sword lights and the torrents of burial qi clashed fiercely! There was no stalemate. There was only destruction that swept everything away effortlessly!

CRACK!

Four loud booms rang out in quick succession! Under the abruptly shrinking pupils of the Master of the Ancient Coffin, the four coffin-bearing True Monarchs were simultaneously slashed apart and exploded beneath the sword lights! The terrifying Immortal Slaying Sword Intent swept across, further shredding the scattered remains of the True Monarchs into fine dust, completely annihilating them in the void!

"You!"

The gray fog around the Master of the Ancient Coffin churned violently, revealing his internal fury and horror!

He hadn’t expected that after the other party became a True Monarch, his strength would skyrocket to such a degree! Even less had he expected that the Immortal Slaying Dao Fruit could display such terrifying might in his hands!

"Your turn." Qi Yun turned his gaze to the Master of the Ancient Coffin and pointed his finger once more.

BUZZ—

The four swords let out heaven-shaking sword chimes, soaring into the sky with unbridled howls. They slashed down at the Master of the Ancient Coffin with an unstoppable posture meant to annihilate everything!

"Heaven Burying Coffin—Suppress!" the Master of the Ancient Coffin shrieked. The coffin lid opened wide, revealing endless darkness and dead silence inside. Like a maw of the Returning Ruins capable of swallowing the myriad heavens, it rose to meet the incoming Dao Swords!

CLANG—!!!

A terrifying impact sound erupted, clearing the void for millions of miles around and turning countless floating objects into fine dust!

The Ancient Coffin shook violently. The bizarre burial scripts on its surface flickered erratically, and even fine cracks appeared on it! Having barely blocked this world-shocking strike, the gray fog around the Master of the Ancient Coffin was largely dispersed by the shockwave, revealing a pale, gaunt, cold, and stiff face. A trace of pitch-black blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting." Qi Yun raised an eyebrow and smiled gently. "It seems fellow Daoist is tougher than I imagined."

As his words fell, the Chaos Multicolored Light that had been restrained around Qi Yun’s body suddenly erupted! He no longer utilized any external Dao Fruit. Instead, simply and purely, he clenched his right fist.

Boundless Chaos Multicolored Light converged on his fist, as if he were grasping a primal Cosmos that was currently being created. A Supreme Dao Rhyme—Commanding All Skills, encompassing the myriad heavens, and reigning above all else—vented unbridledly!

Break!

Taking a step forward, Qi Yun’s figure appeared in front of that Ancient Coffin as if teleporting. Aiming at the incredibly sturdy coffin lid that had just managed to block the Immortal Slaying Dao Sword, he violently smashed his fist down!

"How dare you!"

Sensing the absolute power contained within that fist, the Master of the Ancient Coffin let out a roar of mingled shock and fury!

BOOM—!!!

A loud boom that shook the infinite void erupted turbulently. The terrifyingly extreme shockwave spread out in an instant, obliterating everything in the vicinity!

The fist landed, and the coffin shattered!

The coffin lid—forged from some unknown divine material and bearing the Master of the Ancient Coffin’s Grand Dao of "Burial"—violently exploded under this Primordial punch, turning into countless pitch-black fragments that shot out in all directions! The Master of the Ancient Coffin was sent flying backward as if struck by lightning, the remainder of his coffin now covered in terrifying cracks.

His face was filled with disbelief. "How is this brat so absurdly strong?!"

"Die!"

Pressing his advantage, Qi Yun’s figure blurred again, appearing directly above the retreating Master of the Ancient Coffin. His fist, wreathed in the Primordial multicolored intent, violently smashed down toward his opponent’s head once more!

If this punch landed, even with his Indestructible Body, he would perish completely, body and soul extinguished.

"Bastard!"

A hint of anguish flashed across the Master of the Ancient Coffin’s stiff face. At some point, a golden feather had appeared in his hand! It was no more than three inches long, yet it rippled with a Supreme, majestic, and bizarre Dao Rhyme that transcended karma!

It was completely incompatible with his own Dao of "Burial," making it obvious that this was a life-saving item bestowed upon him by some Supreme Being!

BUZZ—

The golden feather abruptly burst with blinding golden light. A spatial fluctuation—so powerful it made even Qi Yun frown slightly—swept outward, instantly disrupting the lock of his punch! In the next moment, the golden light enveloped the heavily injured Master of the Ancient Coffin and flashed rapidly. It pierced straight through layers of the void, traversing an infinite distance in a bizarre manner that Qi Yun couldn’t immediately intercept, vanishing deep into the vast void!

Only a lingering echo filled with venomous resentment was left behind.

"You just wait... I will... definitely avenge this!"

Qi Yun withdrew his fist and stood straight, his gaze slightly narrowing as he looked in the direction where the Master of the Ancient Coffin had disappeared.

"Is this the handiwork of someone Above the True Monarch?"

***