Grandpa, times have changed.

With the end of the Battle of Chasing the Azure Sky.

Thus began an even more chaotic 70,000 years.

When the True Immortals departed, the six major Immortal Sects were there to protect the world, and many Dongzhen and Tongxuan masters were there to look after it, so the situation in the Central Continent was relatively stable.

However, due to Xu Xing's partial suppression of the will of Heaven, his combat strength directly dropped to the level of an ordinary enlightened being.

At their level, a single line of difference makes all the difference.

Therefore, even with the help of You, Kui, Min, Yuanjun, and Meizu, it was still somewhat difficult for them to resist Xuan, who was superior to ordinary enlightened beings.

Not to mention they also need to keep some of their attention on the central mainland to prevent Gu from causing trouble in secret.

This also resulted in a less-than-perfect defense at the front line.

Every now and then, high-level cultivators of the Cang Clan, as well as first-generation Dao soldiers, strange beasts, and biological weapons, would take the opportunity to break through the blockade and invade the four star regions, causing widespread destruction.

On several occasions, those high-level cultivators of the Cang Clan and the first-generation Dao soldiers and strange beasts even approached the Central Continent.

The pressure on the front lines of the Starry Sky battlefield was too great, so Xu Xing and others had to transfer some Dongzhen and Tongxuan to the front lines.

It's not that I'm hoping they'll help when we're defending against the Xuan attack.

The purpose was simply to have them block the high-level cultivators and Dao soldiers/beasts of the Cang Clan who were trying to break through and return to the Central Continent when the True Immortals were exhausted.

Thus, from the Tongxuan level upwards, the vast majority of high-level cultivators were transferred to the front-line battlefield of the starry sky, becoming the first batch of star field guardians.

For a time, only a few Dongzhen and Tongxuan remained in the Central Continent who did not want to go to the front lines of the starry sky battlefield.

a thousand years!

In just ten thousand years, the originally stable situation began to descend into chaos.

Even the six major immortal sects have forgotten their initial principles and have begun to fight openly and secretly for spiritual veins, blessed lands, and even their reputation.

Demonic cultivators ran rampant, and various demonic sects sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

Furthermore, a large portion of them were secretly supported by high-level cultivators from the Immortal Sect, who were dedicated to doing shady things for them.

During this period, when the Starfield Guardians return from their rotations and discover that demonic cultivators are rampant in various places, they will also take action to quell the unrest.

At this time, the chaotic situation in the central mainland will usually stabilize for a while.

But this is only a temporary solution; they will eventually have to return to the front lines of the space battle.

Once they leave, the Central Continent will remain the same as before.

More than 30,000 years later, several Dongzhen were born on the demonic path.

As for the six major immortal sects, they made no attempt to hide their true intentions.

Sword slaves of the Sword Sect, blood ginseng from Jishi Valley, and talents from the Divine Refining Pavilion...

Immortal cultivators are high above, tending to all living beings, while ordinary people at the bottom don't even have the qualifications to come into contact with cultivation.

In general, from the end of the Battle of Zhu Cang, the six major immortal sects were established until the great changes that followed.

Although most people no longer live as miserably as they once did, serving as food on the tables of other tribes, but...

It's not much better.

And Gu was secretly pushing things along.

But to say it's all because of Him is not quite right.

And so, the year finally came to 66,431 years after the Battle of Zhu Cang.

Xu Xing, who has been guarding the front line of the starry sky battlefield, has made further progress.

Even when one is under the control of part of the will of Heaven, one can still ignore restrictions and venture into the other side of the starry sky.

Xuan, fearing to harm the rats, and to avoid casualties among the remaining Cang Clan, no longer frequently appeared on the front lines of the starry sky battlefield.

Xu Xing finally had some free time and was able to return to the Central Continent to rest for a while.

……

……

Sword Sect.

Boundless Grotto Heaven.

A beautiful woman dressed in simple white robes stood before a grand hall, her long hair tied back with a white ribbon.

Xu Xing's fourteenth personally taught disciple.

The Sword Master of Boundless Realm, Wen Ya.

At this moment, a mysterious mirror, seemingly formed from spiritual light and displaying images, floated in front of her.

The image shows a tall, imposing man with striking features, resembling a divine mountain peak, and possessing sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.

Behind him was the dark, deep universe, and his eyes were cold.

It was Lin Ji.

“Master has already gone back. You’d better think about how to explain this to him.”

His tone was unusually indifferent, devoid of any warmth between fellow disciples.

When he returned to the Central Continent last time, he discovered the evil deeds of Wen Ya's offspring.

At the time, he wanted to teach him a lesson and guide him back to the right path.

However, Wen Ya arrived and stopped him, and they had a big argument, which ended in a bad breakup.

“I will explain to my master myself; you don’t need to remind me,” Wen Ya said coldly.

"Ah!"

Lin Ji merely sneered, and the Xuan Guang Mirror vanished in specks of light.

If his senior sister hadn't asked him to remind their sect master about returning to the Central Continent, he wouldn't have bothered with this.

"..."

Wen Ya remained silent for a long time.

I couldn't help but recall that figure in black clothes and black hair, carrying a crimson longsword, always seemingly walking at the forefront, a towering figure.

Master...

It's been so many years since I last saw him.

he……

Would I really blame myself for these little things?

half an hour.

Wen Ya raised his hand and gently tapped it, and ripples like water appeared in the void in front of him.

The image inside gradually cleared, eventually revealing a somewhat carefree young man dressed in a purple-blue brocade robe.

"Heng'er."

Geng Heng.

Wenya's only offspring.

Because of the attack by the Cang Clan, he was born with congenital deficiencies and has been raised on rare and precious materials ever since.

It wasn't until twenty years ago that I began to grow up like a normal person.

"What's wrong, Mother? Is something the matter?" he asked with a grin.

Behind them was a pool of blood filled with fresh blood, and two expressionless black-clad sword slaves were carrying a wailing baby.

They opened the abdominal cavity, removed the still slightly beating, warm heart, squeezed out the blood from the heart, and fed it into the blood pool.

In the center of the blood pool, four chains forged from divine iron bound a sword. The sword's blade gleamed, and nourished by the blood energy, its ferocious aura sent chills down one's spine.

Wen Ya's eyes remained unmoved, as if this were the most ordinary thing in the world.

“My master, who is also your grandmaster, is coming back,” Wen Ya explained softly. “Be careful lately and don’t cause any trouble.”

"Master is coming back?!" Geng Heng's eyes lit up, and he said confidently.

"Don't worry, Mother, don't you know me?"

"I will definitely do my best to satisfy my master!"

In his view, he hadn't done anything wrong.

He has always respected his teachers and elders. Last time, when his senior uncle Lin Ji was furious and made him kneel down, didn't he obediently comply?

Once this sword is forged, even that guy from the Supreme Dao Sect won't be his match.

This is a very prestigious thing, and his master might even reward him!
"Ah."

Wen Ya nodded gently, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.

Heng'er has always been well-behaved, so how could his master possibly blame him?
Will not!
Ah!
Absolutely not!
After clearing away the water mirror, she kept repeating similar words in her mind, as if trying to convince herself.

But deep down, a sense of unease still lingered.

……

……

Two days later in the blink of an eye.

After receiving news of the Sword Ancestor's impending return, the Sword Sect has been making preparations with great fanfare.

The other five major immortal sects, various righteous sects, and even demonic sects all received invitations.

Those who had attained profound understanding and merged with the Dao from all directions gathered together. As for those few old demons of the Cave True Realm…

Although they also received invitations, as people who lived through that era, only someone with a brain full of water would go to the Sword Ancestor.

Two of them were more cautious and even abandoned their sects and ran away.

After all, he was the number one True Immortal of the human race, capable of slaughtering entire clans and annihilating all living beings at the drop of a hat.

They would never believe it, no matter what, that the Sword Ancestor risked his life just to let the Sword Sect act arrogantly and domineeringly.

To put it bluntly, although the Sword Sect members are nominally disciples and their descendants...

However, not long after the Sword Ancestor was founded, he went to the Starry Sky Frontline Battlefield. Most of his personal disciples also followed him to the Starry Sky Frontline Battlefield. How much affection could there be between them?
Who knows what the Sword Ancestor's reaction will be when he returns and sees the Sword Sect like this?

Therefore, in times like these, keeping a low profile and playing it safe is the best strategy!

evening.

Sword Sect Inner Sect.

Beneath the towering mountain peaks.

Wenya stood in the sunset, gazing at the grand hall atop the mountain that had not been opened for tens of thousands of years.

"..."

With the supreme power of a true immortal, one should be able to return to the central continent in an instant.

But it's been two days, and there's still no news from Master.

Just as I was thinking this, a strong smell of blood suddenly came from behind me.

Ok? !

Wen Ya suddenly turned around.

Suddenly, her master, whom she had just been thinking about, appeared behind her, carrying a figure that looked like a dead dog, as if it had suffered countless torments and was on the verge of death.

Fresh blood dripped onto the ground.

Yes……

Heng'er!

Her eyes widened, her mind went blank, and her ears were ringing.

"Master, you...!"

"Good! Very good!!!"

It was like a sentence squeezed out through gritted teeth when one was extremely angry.

boom!
He threw Geng Heng, who was lying like a dead dog, forward, and the dog rolled twice on the ground.

The already extremely faint hope of survival is now on the verge of dissipation.

Wen Ya instinctively reached out to help, but when she caught Xu Xing's gaze sweeping over, she froze on the spot.

Fear, confusion, helplessness...

Xu Xing, however, remained much calmer and said in a measured tone:
"I shouldn't have saved you in the first place."

"..."

Wen Ya opened her mouth.

She wanted to say that Heng'er was her only child, which was why she indulged him.

She also wanted to say that Heng'er was only using mortals, while she was already a Dongzhen.

She also wanted to say that everyone does it this way, and the law of the jungle is the only truth. Why can't Heng'er do it too?
She had so much to say.

But in the face of this statement, all the explanations and all the words that wanted to be said seemed so pale and powerless.

She knew it all too well.

Having been a disciple of her master for so many years, she knew very well that the words her master had just said meant that he was completely disappointed in her.

Xu Xing didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

In that instant, Wen Ya was struck dumb, his face turning as pale as paper.

His vital energy plummeted, falling from the level of Dongzhen all the way down, until he was even weaker than a Qi cultivator.

Blood uncontrollably spilled from the corner of her lips.

She could no longer stand and collapsed to the ground in a slump.

……

……

"Master."

High up, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

A middle-aged man with a resolute face, wearing the original version of the Sword Sect's uniform, and looking somewhat honest, stood in the air.

Looking at Xu Xing, who had suddenly appeared beside him, he bowed respectfully.

Jinghai.

This is also the Dongzhen Sword Master who returned to the Central Continent with Xu Xing this time.

Xu Xing looked at the setting sun in the distance.

"Do you think... the Sword Sect was a mistake from the very beginning?"

"No," Jinghai said in a deep voice, "the only one at fault is Junior Sister Wen."

"Too."

Xu Xing gave a self-deprecating laugh and let out a soft breath.

Honestly, when he returned to the Sword Sect and witnessed Geng Heng's actions firsthand, and confirmed that Wen Ya was indifferent to everything, his heart was breaking.

He even began to doubt himself.

Is this what I've been protecting all along?

Does this really make sense?
"So what are you planning to do next?" Jinghai asked.

"The Sword Sect itself is not wrong, but the current Sword Sect is wrong."

Not only the Sword Sect, but also the six major immortal sects and even the entire Central Continent, are all wrong.

I will correct all of this!

He ultimately failed to become a qualified mentor like his master.

He bears a great deal of responsibility for the current state of affairs in the central mainland.

Having said that, he walked forward into the afterglow of the setting sun.

Jinghai glanced at Wenya, who was sitting on the ground, having completely lost his cultivation.

With a sigh, he followed Xu Xing.

soon.

As the evening glow illuminated the sky, a crimson sword light pierced the heavens and the earth, blooming across the entire Sword Sect.

……

……

The First True Immortal of Tai Xuan returned to his sect, but instead slaughtered everyone in the sect.

The news spread like wildfire throughout the entire Tai Xuan Realm in a very short time.

The tyrants who used to wreak havoc on the area were the first to react, fleeing and hiding like startled birds.

The major sects were also somewhat uneasy, but their reactions were not as intense as those of the demons.

As for the other five major immortal sects, they didn't care at all.

Sword Ancestor is powerful, but doesn't his own sect also have True Immortals?
Even if he is powerful, how can he possibly control other immortal sects?
At worst, we can lie low for a while, just like when Dongzhen changed garrisons before, and wait for the Sword Ancestor to vent his anger, and then this matter will be over.

However, they underestimated Xu Xing's determination.

After purging the Sword Sect, Xu Xing immediately recalled Xu Qianning, Lin Ji, and Li Ke, instructing them to assist Jing Hai in stabilizing the Sword Sect.

He himself left the Sword Sect.

Two days before returning to his sect, he had already traveled all over the central continent.

Those old demons who had been hiding for a long time were directly struck by a sword light that suddenly appeared, and their bodies and souls were destroyed.

The major sects also suffered, as Xu Xing came to their door and, like the Sword Sect, they were all subjected to a bloodbath from top to bottom.

Even the other five major immortal sects were not spared, and he slaughtered many of them.

Whether they curse, beg for mercy, or even threaten others with other true immortals!
But it was all in vain.

Bloodshed!
A bloody calamity that engulfed the entire Central Continent!
When a True Immortal unleashed his full power to slaughter, the destruction he caused far surpassed that of any other True Immortal.

The demonic cultivators in the Central Continent were almost completely wiped out.

All major sects, and even all immortal sects, suffered heavy losses, with high-level cultivators either dead or injured.

After several frenzied massacres, Huo finally couldn't sit still any longer.

Those who cultivate beyond the Dao are subject to the refinement of Heaven's will.

Don't let it get out of hand!
However, despite thinking he could persuade Xu Xing to stop, he was severely injured and forced to flee upon arriving at the scene. (End of Chapter)