Starting with SSS-rank talent, I contracted the Forbidden Ferocity.

"Three breaths are enough."

"The road back is blocked."

"Then I won't send it."

"I'll just kill him."

Shen Ye finished speaking.

The first breath begins.

The four sword shadows behind Shang Wuheng trembled simultaneously.

The sixth cut, thirty-two times.

The seventh cut, sixty-four times.

The eighth cut, 128 times.

The ninth cut, 256 times.

Any single, decisive strike could destroy the entire world.

All four strikes erupted simultaneously.

Even if a seventh-tier True King were to personally arrive, it would be impossible to receive it head-on.

The fifth seatman stared intently at Shang Wuheng.

"wrong."

"They haven't really made their move yet."

"The former master merely forcibly awakened the sword's power."

Shen Ye saw it too.

Although the four sword shadows locked onto the four gate-sealing beast locks, they did not leave behind Shang Wuheng.

They all require the use of the Unbalanced Blade to complete the final step.

Four knives share one hilt.

They also share the same discounting origin.

When they appear simultaneously, their power is even greater.

There is only one root.

"Dust of Calamity".

"Find the root."

Jie Chen's Heavenly Punishment Eye on his forehead opened completely.

A gray-white lightning bolt swept across Shang Wuheng's entire body.

Flesh.

skeleton.

Soul.

Real name: Remnant.

Finally, the lightning stopped on the hilt of the Wuheng Blade.

Inside the hilt, there are four extremely fine black command lines.

They are not forces without balance.

From the Wilderness Court of the Beast Ancestor.

The former master is forcibly controlling the final four strikes through these four command runes.

The dust of the calamity roared.

Four lightning bolt marks pinned down the command lines.

"Candle Nine".

"Lock Shadow".

The Nine Netherworld unfolds.

Zhu Jiu shows no trace of the "locking up of merchants and balancing the balance" principle.

It locked the shared shadow cast by the four sword shadows upon the Unbalanced Blade.

The Nine Netherworld Burial Shadows fell.

The four sword shadows paused simultaneously.

"Night Feather".

The black sun rises.

The Black Sun Netherfire did not attack the blade's edge, but instead burned along the edge of the blade's shadow, severing all connections between the four blades and the myriad prices of heaven and earth.

"Longyuan".

Long Yuan stepped up behind Shang Wuheng.

Open both hands at the same time.

boom!

With its Battle King form, it forcefully embraced the four sword shadows that were not yet fully solidified.

The skin on both arms instantly ripped open.

The bones made a sound of strain.

But the four slashes did not land.

"Return to the Ruins".

Gui Xu stared at the four command lines.

"The road is blocked."

Shen Ye said:

"It's blocking the way back."

"But it's still giving orders."

Gui Xu's eyes lit up.

The former master can block Shen Ye's newly opened path back.

However, they cannot block their own command channels.

As long as it wants to control the four blades, that path must exist.

Guixu lunged at Wuheng's blade.

The four claws gripped the hilt of the knife tightly.

Open your mouth and bite down on one of the command lines.

"We caught them."

Deep within the desolate courtyard of the Beast Ancestor.

The nameless beast heads roared simultaneously.

His command lines tightened abruptly.

Half of Shang Wuheng's body instantly disintegrated.

Four sword shadows pressed down three inches.

Long Yuan's knees sank.

boom!

The battle platform shattered.

Ye Yu, Zhu Jiu, and Jie Chen all suffered backlash at the same time.

Golden blood also seeped from the corner of Guixu's mouth.

The first breath has ended.

[Shang Wuheng's remaining lifespan: three breaths.]

[Completion rate of the Four Unbalanced Blade Techniques: 67%]

[Expected to detach from the main body in one breath.]

Shang Wuheng gritted his teeth.

"quick."

"It's burning away my existence."

Shen Ye had already arrived in front of him.

The black and gold short sword was raised.

The sword's edge was aimed at the Unbalanced Blade.

Shang Wuheng's pupils constricted slightly.

"Cannot be used to cut with a sword."

"When the blade shatters, all four forces will explode simultaneously."

Shen Ye said:

"I will not cut with my sword."

The black and gold short sword sank downwards.

It pierced Shang Wuheng's right hand, which was holding the knife.

The sword's edge traveled forward along the metacarpal bone.

Finally, it was precisely inserted into the hilt.

Four command runes simultaneously coiled around the black gold short sword.

The former master deep within the Beast Ancestor's Desolate Court seemed to have sensed danger.

All the animal heads opened their mouths.

"Kill him!"

boom!

Four orders were issued simultaneously.

Shang Wuheng's arm rose uncontrollably.

The Unbalanced Blade slashed towards Shen Ye's throat.

The blade touched the skin.

A line of blood appeared.

Shen Ye did not back down.

He suddenly exerted force in his hand gripping the sword.

"These four cuts."

"Who gave the order?"

The fifth seatman instantly understood what he meant.

The dilapidated courtroom rose with a roar.

The broken seal hangs suspended in mid-air.

"Court will collect evidence!"

"Were the four subsequent cuts made by Wu Heng the original intention of Shang Wu Heng?"

Shang Wuheng's hand holding the knife trembled violently.

He stared at Shen Ye, who was standing very close to him.

He squeezed out two words through his teeth.

"no."

The court was shaken.

"Verification complete!"

"The source of the last four commands: the nameless former master of the Beast Ancestor's Desolate Court!"

"Shang Wuheng is a servant!"

Turn the page yourself in the Night King's Dictionary.

Black and gold lettering fell.

The sword of coercion belongs to the one who wields it.

The person performing the surgery is not credited as the lead surgeon.

Those who use another's body to strike must bear the consequences of that strike.

Now that the path is open, the sword may return to its master.

Four command lines suddenly appeared.

Deep within the desolate courtyard of the Beast Ancestor.

All the nameless animal heads changed color simultaneously.

They want to cut off the command.

Guixu held fast to one of the patterns.

"Don't turn it off."

The second breath begins.

Shen Ye slashed down with his sword.

It's not about severing the command lines.

Instead, it severed the connection between Shang Wuheng and the command rune.

Click!

The first one broke.

The sixth strike detached from Shang Wuheng, but did not explode.

It flew back along the command channel that its former master had not yet closed.

Click!

The second one.

The seventh cut leads back to the path.

The third one.

The eighth strike reversed the situation.

The last command line is the thickest.

Countless black beast shadows burst forth from it, entangling Shen Ye's soul.

Night Feathers and the Black Sun pressed down.

The candle burns nine times to cleanse the soul.

The Heavenly Punishment of Calamity and the Eye of Calamity locked down all the beast shadows.

Long Yuan exerted force with both arms, pushing the ninth blade back an inch.

Guixu bit through the command pattern with one bite.

Shen Ye's third sword strike landed.

"go back!"

boom!

The fourth command line detaches from Shang Wuheng.

The ninth cut is reversed.

Four sword shadows simultaneously rushed into the command channel.

The nameless former master in the Beast Ancestor's Desolate Court frantically closed the passage.

However, in order to forcibly control Shang Wuheng, it opened the command road too deep.

just now.

It can't be turned off.

Shang Wuheng looked at the four reversed blade lights.

Suddenly, he released the Unbalanced Blade.

Most of his body has disappeared.

Only the area above the chest remained, not yet reduced to ashes.

"Shen Ye."

"Give me a hand."

Shen Ye looked at him.

"What are you doing?"

Shang Wuheng reached out and grasped the four dissipating command lines.

"The knife is mine."

"I'll walk the last leg of the journey myself."

He poured all his remaining energy into the Unbalanced Blade.

The Wuheng Blade emitted its final cry.

The four sword shadows no longer separated.

The sixth cut.

The seventh cut.

The eighth cut.

The ninth cut.

The four swords returned to one.

It transformed into a black longsword that pierced through both realms.

[Shang Wuheng's remaining lifespan: one breath.]

[The final form of the Unbound Blade: Priceless.]

[Target locked: Nameless former master of the Beast Ancestor's Desolate Court.]

Shen Ye did not stop him.

He raised his black and gold short sword and cleaved through the last barrier of the command channel.

"The road has been opened."

Shang Wuheng smiled.

Thank you.

Shen Ye said:

"I just want to see it get stabbed."

Shang Wuheng's smile deepened.

"What a coincidence."

"I want to too."

He gripped the Unbalanced Blade.

He transformed into a streak of dark golden light and charged into the Beast Ancestor's Desolate Court.

In the depths of darkness.

Countless nameless beast heads opened their mouths simultaneously.

A decaying giant hand reached out to grab Shang Wuheng.

"slave!"

"How dare you betray your master!"

Shang Wuheng's voice came from the flashing blades.

"I've collected your debts my whole life."

"The last one."

You pay for it yourself.

Priceless.

cut!

boom!

A black longsword pierced through the decaying giant hand.

Slay the hundred nameless beast heads at the forefront.

The flash of the blade continued forward.

It slashed down along the massive, decaying body of its former master.

One after another, mountains of animal bones collapsed.

The black river of blood flowed backward.

Even the nameless beast image that blocked the way back was split in two.

finally.

The blade flashed and struck the empty throne deep within the desolate court.

Click!

The throne cracked.

Half a black seat bone engraved with unknown beast patterns flew out of the desolate courtyard and landed in Shen Ye's hand.

Shang Wuheng's figure disappeared completely.

There were no bodies.

There is no remnant soul.

Only a chipped hilt remained, falling from the coordinate channel.

Shen Ye raised his hand and caught it.

A system notification sounded.

The existence of Shang Wuheng has been reduced to zero.

The first seat behind the door is completely vacant.

[Received: First Vacant Seat Seal.]

[Obtained: Fragment of the handle of the Wuheng Sword.]

[Obtained: Fragment of the Old Throne of the Wasteland.]

[Complete the stage objective: Defeat the owner of the Priceless Balance Scales.]

[Reward: 60000 Evolution Points.]

[Reward: Increased stability of the True Name Species under the Beast Naming System.]

Current stability: 21%...27%.

[Reward: Increased authority of the Half-Court Order in the First Court of Beasts.]

[Current Permissions: Can temporarily summon five beast battle positions.]

The first vacant seat was inscribed with the name of the Night King.

This is the end.

First, second, third, fourth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth.

All eight empty seals were returned to their original positions.

Only the fifth seat remains.

Wanjia Tiandi, having lost Shang Wuheng's support, began to collapse completely.

The fifth seat put away the dilapidated courtroom and came to Shen Ye's side.

"It's time to go."

Shen Ye did not move immediately.

He looked at the Beast Ancestor, Huangting.

Shang Wuheng delivered a final blow that severely injured his former master.

Of the five gate-sealing locks, not one was broken.

Logically, the passage should be closed again.

But deep in the desolate courtyard.

Behind the nameless beast image that had been cleaved in two, a blood-stained stone platform was revealed.

On the stone platform, four ancient characters are engraved.

[Real Name Trading Platform.]

In the center of the stone platform.

There was a transparent animal cocoon on display.

There are no beasts to control inside the cocoon.

Instead, there was a person lying there.

A person who looks exactly like Shen Ye.

The fifth seatman's expression changed drastically upon seeing the beast cocoon.

"impossible……"

"When did it create the stand-in?"

The system notification turned scarlet.

[A clone of the host's real name has been detected.]

[Phantom completion rate: 72%]

The prosthetic body is absorbing the unclaimed initial value following the death of Shang Wuheng.

[Completion rate improved: 72%...78%...84%...]

Shen Ye, inside the cocoon, suddenly opened his eyes.

It looked at the real Shen Ye through the soon-to-close desolate courtyard passage.

Then extend your hand.

A fragmented divine beast pattern lit up in his palm.

The voice of the nameless former master emanated from within the cocoon.

"Shang Wuheng is dead."

"But he delivered the final payment for me."

"The sponsor".

"Next time we meet."

"I will kill you using your name."