Immortal of the Ages

A chain of Ye Family members was dangled from the heavens by Yun Xiao, who commanded his Sovereign Sword with supreme control. Every tongue severed! Every Dantian destroyed!

Each face was a horrific mask of despair, their expressions filled with panic and struggle. When their eyes fell upon Ye Tiance and the other Sword Venerables, tears flooded down. They wailed and bemoaned their fate, their arms pointing towards Yun Xiao, their eyes revealing a thick venom of hatred.

A chain of people was swaying in the sky!

Every Sword Cultivator who looked up was dumbstruck, a chill crawling up their spine. "The entire Ye Family has been crippled!"

For a moment, gasps of shock echoed through the air. People stared with strange expressions. They saw the three great Sword Venerables and their kin in the Divine Sea Realm, who were at their most arrogant and fierce moment, all struck down as if they'd been hit by lightning, their blood boiling in reverse, their faces a mask of agony and anger!

"They came here all riled up, planning to humiliate the Sword Pavilion, to humiliate the Sect Master."

"And yet Yun Xiao has annihilated them all, how will they shame others now?"

"Now, the First Sword Venerable is not only unable to shame others, but he's also bleeding from every orifice..." On the side of the Sword Pavilion and others, faces were flooded with ecstatic joy.

They were even more astounded by Yun Xiao's decisiveness and ruthlessness.

"I knew it! How could he be so foolish? Clearly holding the trump card and yet pretending to burn it?"

"This little guy is truly devious."

A woman in a black gown bit her red lips, her eyes filled with a playful anger, truly at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Yun Xiao's play left her heart flipping, completely overturned.

"Nobody move!" Yun Xiao flung the chain of people aside. Whether it was those who were demolishing the Grand Hall, those desecrating the graves, or those carrying the cauldrons, none dared to move!

They were all dumbstruck, staring at Ye Tiance!

Blood surged backwards from Ye Tiance’s eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, showing his immense internal rage. "Yun Xiao!" These two words, he bit even harder, even more viciously! This was his most furious moment.

However, it was also the moment he felt the most constrained, left in helpless rage. Everyone else was stupefied!

“Ye Tiance, may I ask, if all the males of a family are crippled, how can the noble Ye Family continue for a hundred generations? Do they need to borrow seed?” Yun Xiao asked with a cold, sardonic laugh.

“You’re so ruthless!” Only then did Ye Tiance see that, including his father, every Ye Family member below their Dantian was still bleeding.

Gurgle! Another mouthful of black blood surged to his mouth, bitter and thick, yet he forcibly swallowed it down, not daring to spit it out. If things keep up like this, he really would drop dead from rage even quicker than Zhao Jianxing!

“All crippled?”

“This kid… is truly ruthless! Absolutely ruthless!”

“In these three years, the lost souls of the Sword Pavilion can truly rest now upon seeing this!” Many hearts sighed in silence. Borrow seed? A good number of people broke into laughter. Needing to borrow seed, could they still be considered the noble Ye Family?

In the crowd, those remaining Divine Sea Realm Sword Cultivators from the Ye Family gathered around Ye Tiance, their eyes filled with rage.

"I swear I'll kill him!"

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH! In an instant, several Flying Swords, regardless of the death or life of their family, shot towards Yun Xiao.

“A sneak attack?” Yun Xiao coldly chuckled. His Sovereign Sword transformed into a Palm Sword. With a sudden slash, the twenty-two-layer Sword Aura erupted!

KLANG KLANG KLANG! In the blink of an eye, a total of eight Flying Swords were shattered by a single stroke, exploding in midair.

After destroying these Flying Swords, Yun Xiao nonchalantly turned his sword back into a Sovereign Sword, stepping on it and continuing to drag the useless Ye Family members without dropping them.

On the contrary, those who tried to ambush him had their Sword Souls shattered. Their bodies broke apart, eyes rolled back, mouths foamed, and they fell to the ground convulsing!

These eight Divine Sea Realm Ye Family members were no different from the dead now!

“So strong!” the crowd exclaimed.

“How did this kid's cultivation soar this much in a single day? What did he eat!?”

“His Sword Soul still hasn't been tested yet, right? Do we know what quality it is?”

“But the quality of the Sword Soul and someone's cultivation aren’t directly related!”

Many hearts were filled with doubts.

“You little bastard! I'll make your death more miserable than you can ever imagine!” Ye Tiance's face became even more ferocious, seeing eight of his Divine Sea Realm kinsmen's Sword Souls shattered on the spot.

“You’re getting impatient again, are you? It’s not over yet!” Yun Xiao’s words made hundreds of Sword Cultivators’ hearts drop.

More to come? They almost wanted to cry!

“Did I hear that you want the name of Ye Guying to shine in the night sky, illuminating the thousands of mundane nations?” Yun Xiao raised an eyebrow, smirking coldly.

“You?” Ye Tiance’s eyelids twitched.

“Look behind.” Yun Xiao pointed behind the mountain. At this moment, the Sword Souls from the First, Third, Sixth, and Seventh Sword Peaks rose into the sky!

For a moment, the dim Azure Spirit sky was brilliantly illuminated. Multicolored sword rays shone across the firmament, like a cluster of stars shining, visible to even some mundane nations! The sword rays spelt on the name, 'Ye Guying!'

In Ye Tiance’s meticulous design, this was supposed to be a time of united celebration, a moment when his grand schemes would reach their fruition. Yet, there he stood, submerged in humiliation, choked with rage.

"The shining of the Sword Soul at this very moment is pure irony!"

"It’s utterly disgraceful!"

Many Sword Cultivators couldn't help but voice their embarrassment. Indeed, it was a profound shame.

"Wait, look!” Everyone raised their heads, and the characters shining across the firmament were not "Ye Guying'.

It was actually 'Despicable Dog Ye Guying!'

The words 'Despicable Dog Ye' emanated from the direction of the First Sword Peak. Although somewhat dim, they were clearly visible to all, from commoners to cultivators.

"Despicable Dog!"

"This isn’t glory for the ancestors, it's an immense disgrace…”

The words lingered, hovering brilliantly in the sky, refusing to disperse.

"It's the disciples from the First Sword Peak who did this!"

Many faces met with shared shock.

“Ye Tiance's heart must be shattering again!"

Their eyes turned to him. As expected, a dark shadow veiled his face, fists clenched tight, blue veins threading his entire body.

He was so furious he could die! What he found most intolerable was this scene had unveiled a bitter truth. Not everyone in the Azure Spirit Sword Sect bowed to his Ye Family! Even his First Sword Peak harbored many who would secretly uphold justice. The moment he fell, he would surely be slashed to death in chaos!

"Ye Tiance, you delve in treacherous schemes, colluding with demons to destroy the loyal, transgressing the moral boundaries of humanity! You aren’t even fit to be a Sword Cultivator, let alone a leader!"

"You think with the prosperity and tyranny of your Ye Family, you can control everything? The Azure Spirit Sword Sect has always defended humanity, its mission engraved in the hearts of people. Everything you see confirms this. A singular evil like you cannot suppress the path of the Azure Spirit Sword Sect!”

"Here's a word for you. Those who act unjustly will destroy themselves!”

Zhao Xuanran stood in the night breeze, her long gown billowing, her vibrant voice, paired with the light of the Sword Souls from the disciples of the First Sword Peak, pierced the night, deafening to all.

With her words, even the thousands of Divine Sea Realm Sword Cultivators lowered their heads in shame.

"For three years, must we again bow our heads to such despicable people for the sake of survival, to aid tyranny?"

"As Sword Cultivators, are we so powerless, faced with such a great humiliation?"

They trembled internally, their eyes filled with despair. Ye Guying was not alone! Behind him now stood the most terrifying power from the Sea of Swords—the Forbidden Tower!

The Forbidden Tower, a name whispered with dread, where mere mortals dared not tread. Though scant in number, each inhabitant was a dragon among swords, the epitome of talent and strength in the Sea of Swords. Most found their abode within this imposing tower.

In Yun Xiao's grasp, Ye Xuanying, the foster father of Ye Guying, quivered.

How could this be? Their hearts boiled this fateful night, yet the suffocating shadow of defeat loomed unbowed.

"Yun Xiao!" Ye Tiance, witnessing the unraveling scene, was driven to deranged laughter by his fury. "Fine! You've proven your ruthlessness tonight. A young hero, aiding the Sword Pavilion and Zhao Jianxing, thwarting the tide of chaos! You are incredible!"

Today's expedition ended in failure. They would have to wait for Ye Guying.

With a wave of his hand, Ye Tiance, his heart ravaged, his face a palette of purples and blues from suppressed rage, called a retreat. “Leave!”

He beckoned the throng of Sword Cultivators.

“Stop, who said you could leave?” Yun Xiao’s voice cut through the air, cold as frost.

“What more do you want?” Ye Tiance snarled, turning back in irritation.

Yun Xiao, with a chilling laugh, pointed to the massive cauldrons. “The Seventh Sword Venerable spent two full hours preparing these vile things. To just drag them away would be such a waste, don’t you think?”

“What do you mean?” Zhang Jian, mocked and infuriated, gnashed his teeth.

“I mean for you to divide these items into four and pour them on the ancestral temples of your First, Third, Sixth, and Seventh Sword Peaks! If the younger generation commits evil, the ancestors are to blame, as you have said!”

Even Zhao Xuanran felt her legs go numb at Yun Xiao’s audacious proclamation.

“Insolence!” The faces of Ye Tiance, Liu Xuan, Yao Manxue, and Zhang Jian twisted in rage as they glared at Yun Xiao.

"I’m insolent?" Yun Xiao scoffed. "The insolent ones are you despicable beings who tarnish your ancestors!”

“Yun Xiao, don’t push your luck!” Zhang Jian roared.

"You're Zhang Jian, right?” Yun Xiao glanced at him. Swiftly seizing Zhang Jian’s father, a sword swept through the air, decapitating the elder. With a cold laugh, he kicked the head towards Zhang Jian. “Your incessant babbling led to your father’s death. Apologize to him quickly!”

A collective gasp sliced through the crowd.

“Father!” Zhang Jian caught the severed head, the eyes still wide in shock. Spewing blood, his hands trembled as he clutched his father’s lifeless head.

“How dare you!” Yao Manxue’s face crumbled at the scene.

“You too have a lot to say, huh?” Yun Xiao’s cold gaze swept over her. With another swift motion, two more heads flew toward Yao Manxue.

“Father! Mother!” Catching a head in each hand, Yao Manxue staggered back, her eyes filled with blood, her form frozen in shock.

“My God.” Zhao Xuanran stared dumbfounded at Yun Xiao. The effortless killings left her stunned.

“A ruthless one, indeed!”

“A ruthless one is needed to deal with these despicable beings!”

The crowd was abuzz with commotion, their voices a blend of awe and terror.

“These vile things were prepared by those three Sword Venerables, and they’ve truly hit the pinnacle of wickedness! Junior Brother Yun, these disgusting things should be poured onto their ancestors’ heads!” Cai Maomao's eyes blazed red as he shouted excitedly.

At the fall of his words, Yun Xiao quivered fiercely, his hand holding almost a hundred members of the Ye Family. They all screamed in horror, weeping bitterly, their souls scattered as they stared at Ye Tiance.

“To pour or not to pour?” Yun Xiao’s patience was wearing thin. “I’ve no patience! Every extra word you utter, I’ll kill one more! Let’s see how many words your illustrious Ye Family can endure?”

Swinging the people strung together, waste flew, screams filled the air. Among them was Ye Xuanying, the father of Ye Tiance and Ye Guying. He was now in Yun Xiao's grasp.

Pour or not? Ye Tiance’s face turned utterly black.

“Not speaking, eh?" With a sweep of his sword, several more bodies from the Ye Family flew towards Ye Tiance.

The remaining people, including Ye Xuanying, all yelled towards Ye Tiance, begging, “Pour it! Hurry, pour it! If not, there will really be no one left in the Ye Family!”

In that moment, it felt like thousands of swords pierced Ye Tiance's heart. His face turned black as death, his body tinted purple, a quivering voice choked with blood urged, “Pour!”

With this exclamation, he could no longer hold back a violent retch, spewing mouthfuls of black blood. The moment the word left his lips, a wave of murmurs spread.

“Well, this is good. Zhao Jianxing didn’t die from anger, but Ye Tiance cracked.”

“Not just Ye Tiance, even his ancestors beneath the ninth spring would be shamed!”

The thousand Divine Sea Realm Sword Cultivators present looked from Ye Tiance to the young man in white, their hearts undergoing a tumultuous change.

“Ye Tiance, consider yourself knowledgeable. I won’t torment you anymore. Once you’ve poured it, I’ll let your Ye Family go,” Yun Xiao laughed.

“You better keep your word!” Ye Tiance said.

“Of course! What are you standing there for, then? Move! Pour!” Riding his Sovereign Sword, Yun Xiao pressed down further, looking towards the Seventh Sword Venerable, “We’ll start with your, Zhang Jian’s Seventh Sword Peak!”

“You insolent cur!” Zhang Jian, pointing at him, was trembling, his teeth nearly shattering.

Yun Xiao lifted another member of the Ye Family, his sword pointing at their heart.

“Move!” Ye Tiance glared at Zhang Jian.

“...Yes!” Zhang Jian’s vision darkened, his heart dripping blood.

Just as Ye Tiance had humiliated himself, hadn’t he done the same? All these disgusting things were enthusiastically collected by him over two hours! Their own actions were digging their grave!

Hum! At this moment, the thousand Divine Sea Realm Sword Cultivators could only be driven out of the Sword Pavilion by Yun Xiao, heading towards the Seventh Sword Peak.

"Senior Zhao Sister, I'm off to enjoy the show, care to join?" Standing in the night breeze, Yun Xiao smilingly said to the woman in a black skirt.

"Hmm!" Under the moonlight, Zhao Xuanran paused, then quickly nodded, her beautiful eyes filled with warmth. She was about to witness it with her own eyes! She was about to have her vengeance sated!

"Let's watch together." Grandpa Qin said with a hearty laugh, his eyes also filled with warm tears.

"Grandpa, you can’t even see." Qin Tong said.

"Even if I can't see, hearing the wails of those lowlives will be delightful!" Grandpa Qin proclaimed.

"Yes!" Yun Xiao was herding a group of people!

They followed Yun Xiao! The Sword Cultivators once again took to the skies, and in no time arrived in front of the ancestral temple on the Seventh Sword Peak.

This ancestral temple only worshiped Zhang Jian’s family, not the entire Seventh Sword Peak, so most of the elders of the Seventh Sword Peak felt it was okay.

"No, no, no! Yun Xiao, let's discuss this." By this point, Zhang Jian's voice carried a hint of a crying tone. The dignified Seventh Sword Venerable was almost kneeling to Yun Xiao.

However, Yun Xiao directly wrapped the chains around each of the Ye Family members' necks, ready to strangle the entire family if anyone dared to move!

Who would dare to move?

"You reap what you sow, who else to blame? I don't harm people intentionally, but if you try to start messing with me, don't be surprised when I pay it back tenfold!" After saying this, Yun Xiao's cold eyes swept over the group of cauldron bearers.

"Pour!"

"No! Please no..." Zhang Jian, with his head knocking on the ground, protected the ancestral temple. The uglier his triumphant laugh was earlier, the more tragic his situation now.

“Pour it on his head!” Yun Xiao commanded, stretching out a hand. All the Ye Family’s eyes rolled back as they cried out in agony.

“Pour!” Ye Tiance’s voice was miserable.

Crash! The giant cauldron lids opened, and dozens of disgusting objects fell from the sky like a waterfall, instantly swallowing the peak with filth, blood, and demon feces. The stench instantly filled the air.

“Ah—!” Zhang Jian, covered in filth, collapsed on the ground. "M-my ancestors!" He got up to see the once resplendent palace now blackened and stinking. He immediately burst into howls of despair!

"Hurry up, next!" Yun Xiao coldly ordered. Now it was the turn of the Sixth Sword Peak!

"Lil Xue, we must endure today. We can’t wait for Guying. Within three days, I will find someone, ensuring the Sword Pavilion will never recover!” Ye Tiance’s vicious voice sounded like a demon.

"It must be someone who can deal with Yun Xiao! Every single one in the Sword Pavilion will die horribly!"

Yao Manxue’s face almost rotted away today. Her husband had been killed, her parents as well, along with her brother and sister. When the filthy objects were dumped onto her family’s ancestral temple, her insides decayed as well. Although she didn’t cry out loud, the repression and anger within her were no less than that of Zhang Jian.

Then came the First Sword Peak!

Yun Xiao had wreaked havoc here before.

Ye Tiance came over to see the ground before the ancestral temple littered with corpses—all supporters of his and his family, all murdered again. The power of the First Sword Peak plummeted once more. After this massacre, those who remained were the ordinary Sword Cultivators who hardly supported Ye Tiance.

Splash! Thirty cauldrons of filthy blood, corpses, and demon excrement fell. The Ye Family's ancestral temple was drowned in filth. They brought it upon themselves! Whoever humiliates others will be humiliated!

Ye Tiance thought he could bear it. Yet, when the temple that should have been the new Hall of Heroes now stank to the heavens, becoming a land of filth, he couldn't hold on any longer.

"Ah!" Ye Tiance fell to his knees. "Ancestors above, Tiance is guilty. Within three days, if I do not destroy the Sword Pavilion and cripple Yun Xiao, I will present my head to you!" Kneeling in the muck, covered in filthy blood, he growled inwardly.

"Yun Xiao! It’s your turn to release the people!" Ye Tiance looked back at him coldly.

"Release them? Did I say I would release them?" Yun Xiao turned to ask Zhao Xuanran.

"I certainly didn’t hear anything," Zhao Xuanran said with a wry smile. This scene, how similar was it to the time when Ye Tiance secretly opened the sword-sealing formation?

Yun Xiao loved to treat others with their own methods! He looked towards Ye Tiance, and coldly smiled, "You are too naive. I have all these people, and wherever I go, whether I eat, sleep, cultivate, or flirt, they will accompany me. You dare to touch a single hair of the Sword Pavilion, and I will make sure your entire Ye Family dies!"