I gain ten years' worth of cultivation every day, and even geniuses will only see my doorstep!

The Sword Domain was a colossal sword-shaped mountain suspended in the void, its surface jet black and studded with countless ancient swords. Some swords were intact, some were reduced to mere hilts, and some had become one with the mountain itself. The Sword Domain's lord, the "Sword Emperor," a Void Sovereign at the eighth level, personally greeted Qin Yuan. The Sword Emperor was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, but his eyes were gentle. "Wushuang rarely praises anyone; you're the first," Qin Yuan said. "She didn't praise me; she just wanted to defeat me." The Sword Emperor smiled.

Jian Wushuang led Qin Yuan to visit the Sword Stele. The stele was a hundred feet tall, entirely white, and inscribed with ancient insights into the way of the sword. Qin Yuan sat cross-legged before the stele for seven days and seven nights, neither eating nor drinking, remaining completely still. Hongyue, bored, drew circles on the ground with her spear. Yueyao, however, observed intently; her swordsmanship had improved considerably during those seven days. Jian Wushuang asked Qin Yuan, "What have you realized?" Qin Yuan opened his eyes; the patterns on his bone blade had increased from fifty to sixty. "The sword is straight, the knife is curved, but the principle of killing is the same." Jian Wushuang remained silent. The Sword Emperor hosted a banquet for Qin Yuan, during which the crisis facing the Sword Domain was mentioned—the remnants of the Demon Abyss, in alliance with the Ten Thousand Beasts Ridge, were preparing to invade the Sword Domain.

The Sword Emperor frankly stated, "Although the Demon Abyss was defeated, its remaining forces colluded with the Ten Thousand Beasts Ridge, attempting to annex the Sword Domain. The Sword Domain lacks sufficient troops and needs allies." Qin Yuan said, "The Demon Abyss is also my enemy. I can help you." The Sword Emperor was overjoyed. Jian Wushuang asked, "How can you help alone?" Qin Yuan replied, "I have allies." He sent a message to Bing Ji, who responded, "The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion will send reinforcements." Upon learning the news, Su Yao proactively led the elite troops of the Heavenly Profound Sect to provide support. Qin Yuan said, "You don't need to come personally." Su Yao said, "I'm afraid you'll be snatched away by another woman." Qin Yuan did not reply further.

The Demon Abyss and Beast Ridge allied forces numbered 100,000. The new ruler of the Demon Abyss, the "Demon Lord," was a seventh-level Void Sovereign. The new ruler of Beast Ridge, the "Beast Lord," was also a seventh-level Void Sovereign. The Sword Domain, Heavenly Profound Sect, and Heavenly Mystery Pavilion allied forces numbered 80,000. Qin Yuan was elected as the deputy commander-in-chief, and the Sword Emperor was appointed as the commander-in-chief. The Demon Lord shouted, "Hand over Qin Yuan, and you will be spared." Qin Yuan went into battle alone, saying, "If you want my head, come and take it yourself." The Beast Lord was furious and charged into the formation on a demonic beast at the sixth level of Void Sovereign. The beast resembled a lion, covered in scales, and spewed flames. Qin Yuan drew his bone blade and beheaded the beast in one strike. The beast's corpse fell to the ground, and the Beast Lord fell as Red Moon pierced his heart with a spear. The Demon Lord's face turned ashen, and he ordered a general attack.

A fierce battle ensued. Qin Yuan charged into the enemy ranks, his bone blade slaying countless enemies. Su Yao, Hong Yue, Yue Yao, Bing Ji, and Jian Wushuang, the five women, each displayed their unique abilities. Su Yao's palm strikes were swift and deadly, shattering several enemy generals with a single blow; Hong Yue's spear swept across, piercing enemy cavalry; Yue Yao's slender sword moved like a snake, specifically targeting throats; Bing Ji froze thousands of miles of enemy soldiers; Jian Wushuang's sword energy surged, slaying dozens of enemies with a single strike. Qin Yuan then engaged the Demon Lord in a one-on-one duel. The Demon Lord was a seventh-level Void Sovereign, while Qin Yuan was only at the first level, but the sixty patterns on his bone blade lit up, burning his lifespan to compensate for the difference. The two fought fiercely for hundreds of moves, Qin Yuan sustaining multiple injuries, his old wound on his left arm reopening, staining his robes with blood. The Demon Lord unleashed "Demon Devouring Heaven and Earth," darkness engulfing everything, shrouding Qin Yuan in darkness until he couldn't see his own hand in front of his face. He closed his eyes. He didn't rely on his eyes, but on his killing intent. The Demon Lord's killing intent was pungent, like rotting flesh. Qin Yuan's bone blade pierced the source of the killing intent, striking the Demon Lord's heart. The Demon Lord exclaimed in horror, "How did you see me?" Qin Yuan replied, "Your killing intent revealed your location." The Demon Lord self-destructed before dying, blasting Qin Yuan away. Ice Princess protected him with ice, while Red Moon carried him out of the battlefield.

The Demon Lord died, and the allied forces were routed. Qin Yuan was seriously injured but survived.

After the battle, the Sword Emperor hosted a banquet to thank Qin Yuan. Jian Wushuang personally toasted Qin Yuan, holding the cup with both hands and drinking it down in one gulp. "You saved the Sword Domain, I owe you a favor," Qin Yuan said. "No need to repay it." Jian Wushuang said, "I will definitely repay it." Su Yao sat next to Qin Yuan, watching Jian Wushuang warily. Jian Wushuang smiled: "Are you his woman?" Su Yao said: "So what if I am?" Jian Wushuang said: "Nothing much. I just think you're quite lucky." Su Yao snorted and turned her head away. Hongyue and Yueyao drank silently nearby, while Bingji stood alone by the window, looking at the distant moon.

Qin Yuan, having recovered from his injuries, decided to return to the Tianxuan Sect. Su Yao said, "You've finally decided to go back." Qin Yuan replied, "There's still a lot to do." Jian Wushuang escorted Qin Yuan to the exit of the Sword Domain, saying, "Next time we meet, I'll be even stronger." Qin Yuan said, "Me too." Bing Ji said, "The Tianji Pavilion welcomes you anytime." Qin Yuan nodded. Yue Yao asked Qin Yuan, "Where are you going next?" Qin Yuan gazed into the distance. "Nothing in the Chaos Ancestral Domain can stop me anymore. I want to go see the Chaos Divine Domain." Su Yao said, "Are you going alone?" Qin Yuan said, "You all stay at the Tianxuan Sect and wait for me to return." Hong Yue said, "You always say that." Qin Yuan didn't answer.

He embarked alone on his journey to the Chaos God Realm. Behind him, five women stood on the city wall, watching him depart. The wind ruffled their robes and long hair. No one spoke. Qin Yuan's figure grew smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared in golden light.

In the deepest part of the Chaos Ancestral Domain, the sky was black, devoid of stars. The earth was gray, devoid of vegetation. Only the wind blew, not ordinary wind, but a void storm capable of tearing apart the physical body of a Void Sovereign. Qin Yuan had been walking for three days and three nights, his robes torn to shreds, his skin covered in fine wounds. He did not stop, for ahead lay a golden light, shining from below the horizon, like the dawn before sunrise.

As they drew closer, it wasn't light, but a door. A golden vortex, a hundred feet in diameter, its edges crackled with lightning, like a vertical eye. Behind the vortex, another world could be vaguely seen—a golden sky and a purple earth. The entrance to the Chaos God Realm.

Two figures stood before the door. They were no ordinary people, but two elderly men, clad in golden armor, wielding long halberds, their hair and beards completely white, their eyes gleaming like lightning. They were at the first level of the Chaos Heavenly Monarch realm. Their aura caused the ground to crack, and pebbles rolled down from beneath Qin Yuan's feet.

"Halt." The old man on the left spoke, his voice booming like thunder. "Divine Realm Pass, present it."

Qin Yuan did not have a pass. "No," he said.

The old man on the right sneered. "Those who trespass into the divine realm without a pass shall die." He pointed his halberd at Qin Yuan, golden light condensing at its tip.

Qin Yuan drew his bone blade. He didn't want to kill, but he didn't want to die here either. Burning away thirty thousand years of his lifespan, sixty golden patterns lit up on the bone blade as he charged towards the old man on the left. The old man raised his halberd to block, the bone blade striking the halberd shaft, sparks flying. The old man took a step back, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. The old man on the right thrust at him from the side, Qin Yuan dodged, the tip of his halberd grazing his left rib, cutting flesh and drawing blood. He swung his blade back, slashing at the old man's arm, shattering his armor and causing blood to gush out. The old man on the right screamed, his halberd slipping from his hand. The old man on the left charged forward, Qin Yuan didn't retreat, his bone blade piercing his chest. The old man's eyes widened, blood gushing from his mouth, he collapsed. The old man on the right tried to escape, Qin Yuan pursued, his bone blade piercing his back. The two corpses fell to the ground, Qin Yuan sheathed his blade and stepped into the golden vortex.