Projection of the Heavens: I prove my immortality through slaughter.

The state of "divine thought transforming into a thousand, consciousness dominating" opened a completely new door for Lin Xuan. His will was suspended above the two battlefields of reality and the ancient wilderness, like a calm cosmic will, simultaneously handling two surging torrents of information.

In the real world, at the gap in the Zhou Tian Star Array, stellar power, like silver divine needles, rapidly weaved and repaired the ten-thousand-mile-long rift torn open by the Heavenly Demon Lord. The surging low-level Heavenly Demons were held back by the allied cultivators who followed, and a fierce battle erupted inside the barrier.

Lin Xuan's main body focused all his attention on the Heavenly Demon Lord, who was being forced back by a sword aura of annihilation and was roaring in shock and anger.

This demon, comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, is the core and pillar of this realm's demonic tide. Without slaying it, the demonic tide will continue indefinitely, and the great formation will eventually collapse.

It's time to end this farce.

Lin Xuan's eyes were icy cold as he slowly clasped his hands together in front of his chest. The purple-gold Dao aura surrounding him, which resembled a burning star, suddenly contracted inward, as if all its light and power had been compressed to the extreme.

"Sword, come!"

He uttered two words softly.

In an instant, the Nine-Turn Golden Core within his dantian, which had completed its second rotation and was slowly spinning, suddenly trembled! A stream of natal energy, refined to its extreme, mixed with his understanding of the Great Dao such as "annihilation," "stars," and "power," burst forth from the core of the Golden Core!

This natal energy did not dissipate, but instead rapidly formed and condensed in the void outside his body!

Initially, it was just a point of extreme purple-gold light, which then stretched and extended, transforming into a sword-shaped phantom about three feet and three inches long. The sword was simple and unadorned, its entire body displaying a deep purple-gold color that seemed capable of devouring all light. Upon closer inspection, countless miniature stars seemed to be born and die within the sword's interior, with Dao patterns of annihilation flowing and pure power rules roaring!

This sword was not forged from any divine materials or immortal artifacts. Instead, it was formed by combining Lin Xuan's Nine Revolutions Golden Core Origin Dao with his understanding of various laws to date, creating his natal magic weapon!

"Xuantian... Demon-Slaying Sword!"

With the sword's name decided, its shadow solidified completely!

"Buzz—!"

A clear, resonant sword cry, like a dragon's roar, echoed through the starry sky! Within that cry lay a natural restraint on all evil and heresy, and an endless intent to slaughter! The mere sword intent it emitted caused the surrounding surging demonic energy to retreat and dissolve as if it had encountered its nemesis!

The Heavenly Demon Lord, who had just regained his footing and was preparing to launch another attack, suddenly contracted his blood-red vertical pupils. From the newly formed purple-gold slender sword, he sensed an unprecedented threat of death that reached the very source of his life!

"Roar! You ant! How dare you..."

It was both shocked and enraged. Its enormous demonic body erupted with raging demonic flames, its wings flapped wildly, and countless jet-black destructive lightning bolts rained down on Lin Xuan like a storm! At the same time, its giant mouth opened again, attempting to condense an even stronger dark singularity.

However, Lin Xuan did not give it that chance.

He held the hilt of the Xuan Tian Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand (although it was condensed from alchemical energy and Daoist rhyme, it was connected to his mind and spirit, as if it were a physical entity), and a feeling of being connected by blood and having it as at his fingertips arose spontaneously.

He didn't use any fancy sword techniques; he simply pointed the tip of his sword at the distant Demon Lord.

Then, it activated the power of the entire Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array beneath its feet!

"Array activated, stars fall!"

With a low shout, all the starlight points of the massive array spanning hundreds of thousands of miles shone brightest at that moment! It was as if 365 main stars and 14,800 secondary stars had truly projected all their power across the endless void to this place!

The vast and boundless power of the stars, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, surged wildly into Lin Xuan's body, and then, through his hands, poured into the Xuan Tian Demon-Slaying Sword!

"Zheng—!"

The Xuan Tian Demon-Slaying Sword emitted a joyful and exhilarating roar! The sword suddenly expanded! It was no longer a three-foot-long green blade, but transformed into a purple-gold star sword aura that stretched across the starry sky for tens of thousands of miles!

Above the sword aura, the phantoms of the stars of the heavens swirled and flowed, and the Daoist rhyme of annihilation of all things transformed into a tangible gray aura that entwined the sword's edge. The pure power rules caused the space around the sword aura to continuously collapse and recombine!

This sword strike embodies Lin Xuan's Nine Revolutions Golden Core essence, the vast star power of the Zhou Tian Star Array, and his ultimate understanding of the Great Dao!

Its power has surpassed the realm of Nascent Soul and faintly touched the threshold of the Divine Transformation Realm!

"cut!"

Lin Xuan swung his arm down.

The sword aura of ten thousand miles of stars moved accordingly.

No sound.

Because the propagation of sound is far slower than the speed at which the sword energy strikes down.

There was no light.

Because all the light, the moment it approached the sword aura, was swallowed up by the annihilating Daoist energy it contained.

There is only one absolute "trajectory".

A void trajectory that split the starry sky, demonic energy, thunder, and even the massive body of the Heavenly Demon Lord in two!

The dark singularity that the Heavenly Demon Lord had only partially condensed vanished silently like a bubble. The destructive demonic lightning it unleashed dissipated on its own before the trajectory of the sword energy. Its scales, burning with demonic flames and possessing a defense comparable to a spiritual treasure, were like butter under a hot knife before the sword's edge. Its divine soul, filled with violence and a destructive will, didn't even have time to struggle before being completely erased from existence by the Daoist aura of annihilation.

The sword energy slashed through.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

The next moment, a slender, straight purplish-gold ray of light appeared from the central axis of the Demon Lord's massive, mountain-like demonic body.

Immediately afterwards, the demonic body slowly separated and slid to both sides along the light. The cut was smooth as a mirror, without blood or internal organs, only the purest annihilation and nothingness.

Its demonic soul had already completely dissipated the moment the sword energy touched its body.

The enormous two halves of the corpse floated in the starry sky for a moment, then disintegrated inch by inch like a weathered sand sculpture, turning into the purest dark demonic energy, which was then completely purified and dissipated by the surrounding vast star power and the Dao of Annihilation.

A Heavenly Demon Lord comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator—

Fallen!

silence.

A deathly silence, longer than ever before, enveloped the starry sky that had just experienced a catastrophe.

All the demons who were fighting suddenly froze, like puppets whose strings had been cut, their movements instantly stiffening, their crimson eyes filled with bewilderment and boundless fear.

All the cultivators in the allied forces, whether they were engaged in fierce battle or providing support from the rear, stared blankly at the slowly dissipating sword aura, at the purple-gold figure standing like a god holding a sword with his robes fluttering, and at the place where the Heavenly Demon Lord had vanished like dust.

They won? The Alliance Leader... with one sword... beheaded the Heavenly Demon Lord?

An immense ecstasy and unparalleled awe swept through everyone's hearts like a cosmic storm!

"The Alliance Leader is mighty!" "The Mystic Lord is invincible!"

A deafening roar of cheers, tinged with tears and utter excitement, erupted like a tsunami! Morale reached its peak at that moment!

The demon army, now without its leader, was thrown into utter chaos and defeat! They ceased their attack and instead let out terrified howls, fleeing madly toward the spatial rift like headless flies!

Lin Xuan held the Xuan Tian Demon-Slaying Sword, its blade restored to its original three-foot length, its purplish-gold radiance subdued. His face was slightly pale; that last sword strike had nearly drained most of his magical power and mental strength. Yet, he stood tall in the starry sky, his figure still as upright as a mountain.

His cold gaze swept over the fleeing demonic tide, but he did not pursue them. With their ruler slain, the demonic tide was no longer a concern; the allied forces would naturally deal with it.

His main focus turned once again to another world.

The battle in the Ancient Wilderness Realm is not over yet.

But after this battle, the crisis in the real world has been declared over.

The Xuan Tian Demon-Slaying Sword, in its first test of its power, slayed a monarch beneath the starry sky!

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