All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 551 - 153: He who wields this sword shall be An Jing

Chapter 551: Chapter 153: He who wields this sword shall be An Jing

"Is this...the memory of Subdue Evil?"

An Jing stared at these fleeting memory fragments, seeing many things, but apart from the beginning, he saw no memory that could be connected coherently.

Sword. Battle. Slaughter. Destruction. Annihilation. Descending from the heavens. Overwhelming. Retreating. Struggling. Breaking free. Beheading. Counterattack. Exhaustion. Renewal. Fight again.

Countless memory fragments flashed by in an instant.

And at the very end, An Jing finally saw the last coherent scene.

It was a place more ethereal and bizarre than the Great Void, impossible to define its orientation with words, let alone discern its interior or exterior. The mundane eye cannot see the essence of Immortal Gods, and even Immortal Gods cannot fully probe the truth of the Great Dao.

This is where the Nameless resides, where Embracing the Void exists, above the Cangtian, below the Thick Earth.

At its center is an indescribable, rainbow-like, illusionary light, illuminating all things. It is the beginning of heaven and earth, the creation of all that exists, both the genesis and termination, the void yet form.

That is the pivot of all things, the entity of the Heavenly Dao, what is forcefully referred to as ’Dao.’

[Heaven and Earth Core]

Countless Great Heavenly Demons formed a military presence that was vast enough to obscure the light of Heaven and Earth Core, their formation as dark as the gloomy tides, with countless points of light flickering within like a sea of stars. The light that spilled from the eyes of many Great Heavenly Demons carried corruption, warping the very laws of reality.

But they were not the ones attacking.

The Great Heavenly Demons were guarding, they were protecting.

Protecting that entity known as [Heaven and Earth Core].

And in front of them, what they were ready to defend against, to confront, was just one man, one sword.

A sword no longer pure silver-green, but now pitch-black, a long sword of destruction like calamity itself.

A lone figure stepped forward, and one could only hear a voice completely different from the original Sword Bearer, calm to the point of near stillness, gently sounding.

"Subdue Evil."

He thus commanded, "Unsheath."

Clang—

The sword was unsheathed.

Everything turned into nothingness.

An Jing awoke amidst the sword’s ringing, walking out from the Illusionary Realm.

He was silent for a moment, then looked at the sword in his hand.

Subdue Evil remained silent too, the pitch-black sword blade overlapping with the silver-green one, eventually transforming into a strange appearance—a limitless black twinkling with specks of silver-green light, like stars in the universe of the Great Void.

"I..."

He murmured puzzledly, "Is it me?"

"Was it I who shattered Heaven and Earth Core—and the ones blocking, protecting Heaven and Earth Core, were the Heavenly Demons?"

"Right." Seeing Subdue Evil’s reaction was fairly calm, An Jing touched his chin with his left hand, then made an almost dry joke, "Looking at it now, you seemed to have chopped quite evenly, each of the Ten Heavenly Sects’ ten continents got a piece."

Subdue Evil fell silent for a while, then spoke faintly, "Aren’t you afraid? I thought you would worry about my nature, to guard and fight against me."

"How strange." An Jing said in surprise, "What do I have to fear? You are inside my Divine Sea, we both know what the other truly thinks, is there any need for scheming?"

Saying this, the young Sword Bearer naturally surveyed the surrounding dissipating Demonic Qi, then raised the sword in his hand, locking eyes with himself reflected on the Sword Blade, with Subdue Evil.

He spoke calmly, "Subdue Evil, let me speak frankly, these ’pasts’ are not important to me. If you are good, if you seek to resist the Heavenly Demon for the truth, I will support you wholeheartedly, no need for further discussion."

"If you are evil, you won’t be able to deceive me, and I will resist you with all my might, to block you."

"And if I want to block you, you won’t be able to overcome me."

"Ha ha."

Hearing such almost arrogant but heartfelt words, Subdue Evil instead laughed, no longer as hesitant and confused as before, and marveled, "Indeed, you are an extraordinary person beyond my imagination; perhaps only someone like you can truly wield me."

"You are right, these memories... might all be me. But at least for now, I am ’Subdue Evil,’ determined to slay the Heavenly Demon and Subdue Demons and Exorcise Evil!"

"It’s good that you’ve come to understand."

An Jing swung his sword, laughing softly, "And I’m not just comforting you—think about it carefully, Subdue Evil, each continent has a piece of the Heaven and Earth Core, and the size isn’t vastly different, this shows your chopping was well-balanced, something everyone agreed on, if you purely wanted to destroy the Heaven and Earth Core, there would be no need to cut so evenly."

"Moreover, with Embracing the Void’s Heavenly Dao being so abnormal, who knows if the Heavenly Demons have already tampered with it. Are you fixing a problem from the past? Don’t think too much, we still have a lot to do, we can’t always dwell on the past."

An Jing’s words were taken for granted; he has always been detached from the shackles of convention.

This is what a true Sword Cultivator is.

"Let’s start with what we should do now, An Jing. I have recovered the relevant memories."

Subdue Evil did not respond to An Jing’s words. It could not be certain what it had done in the past or which Subdue Evil it actually was.

But that no longer mattered. The Sword Spirit that had regained its memories wanted to do what it desired now.

"Let me Unsheath."

And An Jing clenched the sword hilt tightly.

"As you and I wish."

The pitch-black Demon Sword fragments slowly crumbled, burned, and overwhelming Heavenly Demon Qi spilled out, yet it did not stain An Jing or Subdue Evil in the slightest. Within this seemingly ceaseless Demonic Qi, one could faintly see, deep inside the dark and dim fragments of the Demon Sword, a single spark still shining brightly, on the verge of being extinguished, and the housed spiritual soul was about to be completely damaged.

But that was still an Indestructible, eternal, unwavering Immortal Light.

And at the moment this Immortal Light lit up.

The sealing Great Formation rumbled loudly, the Doulu Immortal Fire within the celestial palace suddenly brightened, and then began to burn intensely, refining the entire sealing Great Formation in an instant.

All the cold and sinister spirits, all the Heavenly Demon Qi, and all the rust and filth on the weapons, were swept away in an instant.

The hardship of Bitter Silence and the calamity of sinking, while certainly damaging the mind, if one’s beliefs were unextinguished, they were the best whetstones.

This sealing Great Formation burned everything, then transformed into...

A Sword Sheath.

Unmatched Sword Light ignited within the depths of the Sword Sheath.

It would Unsheath.

Outside, in the vicinity of Broken Blade Mountain. The Great Heavenly Demon was pursuing and exterminating the remaining True People from the Divine Repository.

Two True People from Da Chen had been blasted away; one was still struggling to rise and continue the fight, while the other had half of its body flung away, leaving only the bottom half in place, and the Formation Realm within was similarly shattered by the terrifying blade tail, turning into Yuan Dong, spilling onto the earth.

At the ends of the sky, a True Person from Hong Fu Sect and his Mysterious Dragon mount were steering a brilliant Divine Radiance, dragging along a wave-like Liuguang, intending to escape using an Escape Skill.

"Old Bo, I’m doomed, get out of here!"

The Hong Fu Sect True Person at the moment was like a dog that had lost his home, knowing that his escape was futile. The Escape Skill was the Mysterious Dragon’s Innate Divine Ability, hence with a fierce look in his eyes, he swallowed a blood-red Pill, pouring all his Spiritual Fiend into the body of his companion: "Go now!"

The Mysterious Dragon shed tears, knowing that now was not the time for hesitation. Therefore, it let out a long cry and disappeared instantly, escaping into the vast frost.

Moments later, a massive tentacle stretched out from the clouds of Demonic Qi, its pallid feeler pulling down half a dragon’s tail in the Great Void, but still failing to keep the dragon behind.

Since this was the case, the tentacle pressed down on the Hong Fu Sect True Person, suppressing him on the spot and sealing him inside his own body.

Made from the Frost Dragon Spine and the power of Bitter Silence, the great Ice Demon was slowly digesting all the Spiritual Fiends in the world within the body of the Divine Repository True Person. It was still very ’weak’, far from being able to casually assume the master’s power.

It was originally savoring the flavor of the Hong Fu Sect True Person, but suddenly, it was jolted awake and retreated.

But it was too late.

Because, in an instant, Broken Blade Mountain split open.

A streak of Sword Light appeared as a mere slender line in sight, silent as a whisper, yet like a clap of thunder from clear skies. Before heaven and earth could react to this sword stroke, it had already been struck.

At this moment, not only were all the fortunate surviving True People, but also all the eyes of the Great Heavenly Demons reflected this streak of Sword Light. They had no time to think, no time to fear, and in absolute silence, only the Ice Demon attempted to resist. It breathed deeply, drawing all the power of heaven and earth around it, its red lotus organs growing brighter, and the surrounding temperature plummeted rapidly, forming a vague yet extremely solid layer of frozen air armor on its surface, a force capable of freezing all things under heaven.

However, this supposedly Immovable and Indestructible armor began to ripple visibly with tremors due to the imminent arrival of the Sword Light.

Starting from the initial center of the ripple, concentric circles spread out, and before the ripples reached it, the remaining shockwaves caused the Ice Demon’s icy armor to shatter and crumble. When they finally arrived, all phenomena disappeared.

The body of the Ice Demon was split in two, and then, surging, nearly fierce, dark green Demonic Qi rose from its corpse, shooting straight into the sky.

And in the center of the fissured Broken Blade Peak, in the valley that parted the mountains, An Jing posed as if wielding his sword. His stance, his stepping, every lift of his arm, and even the trajectory of his sword swing were all flawlessly perfect, each a model among models, a pleasing sight of perfection.

Then, he turned around, facing the direction where the Great Heavenly Demon was gathered, and without hesitation, swung his sword again!

Immediately, a silver-blue splendid Sword Light rose from the ground, and a wall of silver-blue light instantly erected between heaven and earth, piercing the clouds, going down to the Nine Springs.

With the first sword’s thunderous roar shaking heaven and earth, the second sword achieved even greater results. The three Great Heavenly Demon avatars vanished in an instant, and even their bodies far in Han South or the Extreme North Icefield let out terrifying howls, greatly losing their fighting capacity.

And during this process, the whole Broken Blade Edge began to crumble slowly, myriad rocks cascaded into collapse, kicking up swathes of dust, rushing into the clouds, and then raining down like dust and rubble.

"Subdue Evil?! You’ve found yourself again!"

At this moment, the will of Bitter Silence grew increasingly clearer, Its will fixed on An Jing, locked on the Subdue Evil sword: "You forgot, yet remembered again... You should have neither forgotten nor remembered..."

"Shut up, fool, this has nothing to do with Subdue Evil."

While wielding Subdue Evil, An Jing stood on the remnants of the mountain, looking around at the many Great Heavenly Demons surrounding Yuan Dong.

He sneered coldly, mocking those defeated demonic shadows: "Remember this, Bitter Silence, and all of you remaining Heavenly Demons!"

"The one to slay you is I, Jiuli Commanding General, Divinely Commanded An Jing!"