Ch. 939 - Land of Destruction

These sword auras were not as weak as ordinary sword auras.

They were sword auras of the True God Sword, and each sword aura carried the power of the Holy Progenitor.

Within a tiny sword aura was contained a strength as vast as an ocean.

Unfathomable, boundless.

Xu Zimo stood at the center of the sword aura. When he swung the True God Sword, the tens of thousands of sword auras began to gather toward it.

Finally, at the tip of the True God Sword, a massive and illusory sword took shape.

It was as if the True God Sword was in Xu Zimo’s hand, and this illusory sword was connected to it.

This illusory sword had once been named “God-Slayer” by the Holy Progenitor.

It ended the reign of the Blood Rune Beasts at the end of the Legendary Era and also brought the Legendary Era to a close.

From there, it created the Desolate Era, also called the Savage Wilderness Era.

It was a name with commemorative meaning, and also a sword with epoch-defining significance.

This was the power granted by the sword soul of the True God Sword.

Xu Zimo felt as if he had returned to that primitive age of raw survival.

He seemed to be the Holy Progenitor himself, forging ahead, opening up a new era.

This sword was eternal, as though it traveled through time, from the Savage Wilderness Era into the Imperial Era.

Carrying the intent of boundlessness, it directly slashed down.

Of course, all of this was only Xu Zimo’s personal experience.

To outsiders, this sword appeared plain and unremarkable.

As if Xu Zimo had casually swung his sword, an ordinary slash.

“Rest in peace, bozo,” Xu Zimo said with a light laugh.

The monster before him fell completely silent.

Xu Zimo sheathed his sword and stood tall, while Lu Changhen looked at him.

He hadn’t even spoken the word “why” before his body instantly shattered into pieces.

He broke apart.

Turning into heaps of bloody flesh.

All the chaotic powers within him clashed violently, some dissipating into the void, others exploding outright.

Xu Zimo walked out from the explosions, while the True God Sword disappeared into the void.

At the side, Grand Patriarch’s face changed drastically.

After a moment of silence, his eyes flickered.

“Your Sacred Ground won’t come after me for this, right?” Xu Zimo looked at him with a light smile.

“Boy, what’s your name?” Grand Patriarch asked coldly.

“Xu Zimo,” Xu Zimo answered with a smile. “What, do you want revenge?”

Grand Patriarch snorted coldly, then looked at Clear Wind Paragon and said, “Brother Clear Wind, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”

“If Brother Grand has the time, come to my cave mansion for a drink,” Clear Wind Paragon stroked his long beard and said with a smile.

When Grand Patriarch’s figure finally disappeared into the void, Clear Wind Paragon turned toward Xu Zimo and said, “You are impressive.”

“Many people say that,” Xu Zimo replied with a smile.

“If you’re interested, you can come and take a look at my Immortal Extinction Sacred Ground,” Clear Wind Paragon said.

“Ancestor, he is the Holy Son of the True Martial Sacred Sacred Ground,” Ji Ruobing quickly explained from the side.

She could tell that Clear Wind Paragon wanted to recruit him, and to avoid a misunderstanding, she reminded him.

Upon hearing Ji Ruobing’s words, Clear Wind Paragon paused for a moment.

With some regret, he laughed and said, “I nearly forgot. How could a mere rogue cultivator possess such strength? Most likely, only someone trained by an imperial lineage could.” Thinking of this, Clear Wind Paragon added, “Those old fellows of your True Martial Sacred Sacred Ground must be laughing even in their dreams.”

“Ancestor, you’re praising others too much. Am I that bad?” Ji Ruobing said a little sourly.

“Not bad, not bad,” Clear Wind Paragon replied with a smile. “You young people should exchange more with each other. As for this old man, I won’t intrude. You’re always welcome in our Immortal Extinction Sacred Ground.”

After saying this, Clear Wind Paragon’s projection also faded away.

Looking at the devastated ground, these matters would now be left for City Lord Mu Chengmiao to worry about.

Xu Zimo didn’t blame Mu Chengmiao.

After all, he hadn’t done anything too excessive, and the true culprit was Lu Changhen.

Besides, because of Mu Qing, this matter could be considered settled.

With Ji Ruobing around, they likely wouldn’t target the Hundred Pill Hall again.

“Master Xu,” Fan Luoyu stepped forward and gave Xu Zimo a deep bow.

“Enough. I didn’t save you because I wanted your gratitude,” Xu Zimo waved his hand and said.

Fan Luoyu removed the sachet from her waist, taking out a transparent crystal-like object from inside and placing it before Xu Zimo.

Inside the transparent crystal, it was blood-colored.

“This is,” Xu Zimo seemed to guess, and said, “the Imperial Mark of the Slaughter Emperor?”

Fan Luoyu nodded slightly.

“You’re bold, carrying it on your body,” Xu Zimo laughed.

“The most dangerous place is often the safest,” Fan Luoyu replied. “I want to give it to you.”

“Because I saved you?” Xu Zimo asked.

“That’s part of the reason,” Fan Luoyu nodded. “I know many people outside covet this thing, but I cannot use it. I understand the principle of ‘treasure invites trouble.’ I believe you are capable of holding it.”

“Although it’s not much use to me, keeping it isn’t a bad thing,” Xu Zimo said, taking the Imperial Mark and tossing it into his True Fate World.

He thought about whether to give this Imperial Mark to one of the natives of the True Fate World. Maybe that would be interesting.

Seeing Xu Zimo accept it, Fan Luoyu smiled, her gaze sincere as she looked at him and once again said,

“I know that Master Xu is like a golden dragon in the heavens, unreachable. I will only silently watch from the ground, praying for you, waiting for the day you bear the Heaven’s Will and rule the world.”

…………

To reach the Land of Destruction, Immortal City had special white cranes.

They flew there once every seven days.

After bidding farewell to Fan Luoyu, Xu Zimo and Ji Ruobing came to where the white cranes were kept.

“You’re going to the Land of Destruction too?” Xu Zimo asked in surprise.

“Can’t I go see it if I have nothing better to do?” Ji Ruobing retorted.

“That’s true, it’s your freedom where you go,” Xu Zimo replied. “But don’t follow me. I have things to do.”

“You!” Ji Ruobing glared at him, then directly boarded the white crane.

In truth, she was going because of Xu Zimo.

Before leaving, Clear Wind Paragon had secretly transmitted to her, telling her to build ties with Xu Zimo.

She understood the general meaning of it.

But by accompanying Xu Zimo, she held no thoughts of personal gain.

It was simply because she wanted to.

Just as men liked beautiful women, how could women not admire heroes and strong men?

It was just a little secret thought of hers.

…………

The white crane spread its wings, each stretching a hundred meters long.

Of course, on its back was built a vast platform.

Underfoot were planks of banyan wood, with railings on both sides to keep people from falling off.

There were many seats on top, and passengers could sit or stand by the railings to enjoy the view of the skies.

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