Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 2566: 2564: Severing Ties

Chapter 2566: Chapter 2564: Severing Ties

A blade imbued with this kind of power is not something ordinary cultivators can handle.

Where thousands of blades reach, almost no one can resist.

Almost every Hominini who encounters these blades is instantly engulfed in fierce Demon Fire, and within moments, their entire bodies are reduced to ashes, leaving not even their skeletons.

“Come behind me!”

Edwin Garner roared, shielding nearby Hominini behind him as hundreds of blades seemed to have eyes, spinning and slashing towards him.

Hiss!

Furious energy erupted from Edwin Garner’s body, and the Six Heavy Thunder of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder had already descended from the Azure Sky.

This Six Heavy Thunder does not attack Demon Tribe Beings but instead strikes directly on the top of his head.

The terrifying Power of thunder and lightning completely transformed Edwin Garner into a bright thunder man, with Thunderous Force coursing through his body, elevating him to an unimaginable level.

Boom!

The Blade of Destruction slashed directly at Edwin Garner, severing one of his arms completely.

Edwin Garner’s body collapsed to the ground, before struggling to stand after a long while.

The demonic saint energy on the blade continued to ravage his body, preventing him from even repairing the wound.

“Fear not, Senior Brother! Caelan Russell and his sect disciples from Heavenly Genesis Sect are here to support you!”

Caelan Russell and Liyang were covered in blood, along with nearly ten thousand cultivators who seemed to have just emerged from a battle.

“Divine Will Sect is late, please forgive us, Sect Master.”

West Hill, Renee Will and the people behind them also appeared from a distance.

They were equally battered, the crowd behind them a mixed assortment.

There were Crossing Tribulation Cultivators, True Saint Cultivators, Returning Void Cultivators, and even ordinary people charging forward with weapons in hand.

“You little rascals… still so disobedient, I clearly sent a message telling you not to come!”

The fist hidden in Mysterious Heart’s sleeve trembled slightly.

Though the Three Sects had long been separate, the disciples under them had strong interactions, often undertaking tasks together.

Mysterious Sword Sect was the leader of the Three Sects, and while carrying out missions, Mysterious always went to all lengths to protect these Junior Brothers and Sisters.

After many years, these little ones gradually became the backbone of the sect.

“Hahaha! Another batch coming to die.”

Dudley Lynch laughed eerily, having hardly exerted himself.

Aside from the Death God King perishing, everything else felt like playing with mice; the disparity in strength was clear.

A giant eyeball slowly rose up, with Dudley Lynch’s face showing a hint of astonishment.

“To even bring out the Eye of Destruction, it seems they’ve really gone all out this time.”

The gigantic Eye of Destruction was covered in black bloodstains, and within its pupil surged a distinct aura of mania.

This is the Eye of Himogi from the Demonic Saint, not a mere object but a living eyeball.

It is something Himogi left in the universe to spread his will.

The moment the eye opens, it releases a powerful energy beam.

Like the morning light of the sun, it shines upon the newly arriving disciples of the Divine Will Sect and Heavenly Genesis Sect.

This dark beam can penetrate any defense; even the Treasure, The Sphere of Chaotic Sky, cannot withstand this force.

This dark holy energy destroys all living beings, reducing everyone to ashes.

Nearly thirty thousand Hominini disappear instantly from where they stood.

Among them were many young individuals who had just embarked on The Path of Cultivation, their eyes filled with longing.

Dreaming of defeating the Demon clan and reuniting with fellow sect members.

Everyone stood stunned, knowing deep down the terrifying effort these two sects had made to appear here.

Not a single elder from the two sects had appeared, already a testament to their resolve.

After enduring such hardships to arrive here, they vanished like smoke.

Mysterious Heart’s eyes reddened, those behind him felt similar, a vapor blocked their chests as if suffocating.

“Sect Master, please lift the barrier.”

“Sect Master, please lift the barrier.”

“Sect Master, please lift the barrier.”

…

Countless individuals knelt slowly beneath the glow in the sky, raising their hands high.

Elder Channing’s throat moved slightly, but he could not make a sound.

“Please lift,”

he said softly.

“Senior Brother, you’re going to lose.”

In that sky, Ziyang’s expression was calm.

As if chatting with an old friend, the Demon Cloud loomed, pressing that radiance down slowly.

Their aura collided thousands of times every moment.

Chenshuang remained silent, seeming somewhat absent-minded.

“This land, these people were once those I cared for, but to ascend from a Saint to a God, these chains hold you tight.”

He raised his head and spread his arms.

“Junior Brother, haven’t you noticed my God’s Country aura growing stronger, so full of power it feels I could continue tearing apart this Saint’s Realm.”

Chenshuang stayed silent, his face suddenly showing a desolate look, pierced by a breath.

“Let the souls return to God’s Country, for even if your Human World body perishes you won’t die, not even at your peak could you rival me.”

Ziyang spoke softly, unlike someone possessed, more like an elder brother advising a disobedient sibling.

“That place, we once caught fish there.”

“That mountain, where we stole sweet potatoes and ran a long way while being chased.”

“Master once lectured at Yunmeng Mountain, back when he was only at the Reversion Void Stage. He asked about our dreams, and our goals were the same, to stand at the pinnacle.”

Chenshuang paused and said, “To protect people around us.”

“The Path Realm is like a child’s growth, stage after stage. By our level, these things become shackles. Junior Brother, don’t stop me, you can’t hold me back.”

A wisp of dark cloud suddenly dropped from the overcast sky.

It shattered everyone in that area into dust; Ziyang looked up at himself, the sound of chains breaking freed his aura once more.

“Sect Master, please lift the barrier.”

Chenshuang chuckled lightly, his hands positioned before him.

Mysterious Sword Sect’s barrier suddenly opened like that.

“How can one refuse the call to unite against an enemy, to just watch comrades perish would be more painful than death.”

“To place one’s sect master body in danger, even fellow feelings are heartless, but Dao’s ruthlessness is true kindness.”

Ziyang’s body shimmered, splitting into two.

One of the bodies left the area where he battled with Chenshuang.

“Senior Brother, I’ll sever my ties, but you’re staying here…”

The current Chenshuang, even with Ziyang’s split form, is enough to hold him, preventing his escape.