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His wide sleeves slid down, revealing his solid arms.
His palms were as white as jade.
His hands held up the sky!
The falling rain of swords was originally like an unstoppable hail that could destroy everything.
However, with Shen Zhenyi's simple support, the situation immediately changed.
An oval invisible shield emitting a pale yellow halo appeared above the three of them, turning this small area into a shelter under the tyrannical heaven and earth.
The falling rain of swords fell on the outer edge of the protective shield, scattering specks of brilliant light.
But the Third Young Master Shen was unscathed!
He was like a firefly watching a summer night with a friend. His attitude was calm, without a trace of anger.
The deafening roar turned into a tinkling music.
The bright sword light turned into beautiful fireworks.
The murderous aura turned peaceful.
— — in this atmosphere, even the slaughter had become gentler.
The falling rain of swords destroyed the entire imperial city and the magnificent Heavenly Jade Palace. In the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the magnificent palace that had been built for three thousand years turned into a white land.
In the center of the white land, there was only the Third Young Master Shen.
Lord Zi Ningjun followed behind him. First Young Master Yu covered his head with his hands and curled into a ball.
In the face of the power of heaven and earth, even a powerhouse like him couldn't help but feel fear.
The Great Moon Empire's ancestor floated in the air, his eyes narrowed into a line.
The swords dissipated, and the world returned to peace.
The vast expanse of white was really clean.
The moon was bright, and the stars were sparse.
In the night sky, the mournful cries of birds could be heard.
"The swords fall from the nine heavens, and the nine heavens gradually fall."
The Great Moon Empire's ancestor let out a deep sigh, as if he had exhaled the breath in his heart.
"I didn't expect that the power of heaven and earth from the world of eight cultivators couldn't kill you … Third Young Master Shen, you really are an otherworldly person!"
He looked at Shen Zhenyi with bright eyes.
The wrath of the world of eight cultivators caused the swords to fall from the nine heavens. The people of this world would definitely be killed.
However, Shen Zhenyi wasn't killed, and he even easily neutralized the attack.
The only explanation the Great Moon Empire's ancestor could think of was that he was an 'otherworldly person'!
Shen Zhenyi smiled, but did not comment.
"If the Sword of Nine Heavens can't kill you, then the three thousand years of the Great Moon Dynasty will end here. If my bloodline can't continue, my spirit won't be able to exist in this world for much longer. "
The Founding Ancestor of the Great Moon was a little regretful. "Only after this sword strike did I realize how far I am from the Moon Decapitation Ascension. It seems that the lack of an opponent wasn't the only reason why I couldn't reach the Moon Decapitation."
His life's regret was that he couldn't make the Moon Decapitation ascend to immortality. He always thought that it was because he lacked someone who was on par with him. Now, he realized that he was still very far away.
"So … I'm no longer curious about the world after Moon Decapitation."
"I just want to ask you who you are before I go."
The Great Ancestor of the Great Moon Empire looked at Shen Zhenyi with eyes full of eagerness.
— — Who on earth is Shen Zhenyi?
— — Why was Shen Zhenyi able to remain unscathed under the Sword of Nine Heavens?
— — Where will Shen Zhenyi take the World of Eight Cultivators?
"I," Shen Zhenyi's tone was sincere, and he didn't avoid the question. "am just a passer-by."
"A passer-by?"
The Great Moon Empire's Founding Ancestor was puzzled.
Eldest Young Master Yu was also confused, but he found that Lord Zi Ningjun's body was obviously tense, as if all the muscles in his body had tightened.
Shen Zhenyi was still explaining faintly. "I'm just a person who pursues the supreme sword path. I happened to pass by this place, and fate brought me here, so I took your sword strike.
"The Great Moon Dynasty has restrained this world for three thousand years, and it's too decadent. It deserves to be destroyed, so you don't have to regret it too much."
For three thousand years, the Great Moon Dynasty had not made any progress in martial arts, and they had never been able to break through the highest level. This responsibility was naturally borne by the Great Moon Dynasty, who had sealed the world's martial arts and trapped the seeds of martial arts.
"If you can't continue to climb in this world, you will only fall apart and even fall into degeneration. The World of Eight Cultivators has already reached a critical point. If you continue like this, it may become a land of the nine serenities. At that time, your sins will be even greater! "
If the entire world couldn't ascend, it would inevitably breed corruption and eventually become the lowest land of the nine serenities.
— — In fact, if the land of the nine serenities couldn't ascend for a long time, it might even be swallowed by the darkness and turn into chaos.
As the saying goes, if you don't advance, you'll fall back.
The Great Moon Dynasty's Great Ancestor was drenched in cold sweat. He cupped his hands and said, "Third Young Master Shen, your words enlightened me. If the World of Eight Cultivators were to fall, the Great Moon Dynasty would be guilty. Today, we were defeated by you, and our three thousand years of accumulation were destroyed. This is what we deserve!"
When a man is about to die, his words are kind.
Of course, the Great Moon Dynasty's Great Ancestor had been dead for three thousand years, but his remnant soul was attached to his descendants, and it was only today that he was about to completely disappear.
He bowed, and his body slowly turned into smoke and dust, dissipating between heaven and earth!
The sword falling from the nine heavens had already exceeded the limit of what the Great Moon Dynasty's body could bear. Regardless of whether Shen Zhenyi would die under this sword or not, he couldn't continue to live.
"So beautiful …"
The Great Moon Dynasty's Great Ancestor greedily stretched out his hand and pointed at the huge eye of the moon in the sky. Unfortunately, he couldn't reach it.
"It's over."
Shen Zhenyi lowered his hands, looked at the white ground around him, and sighed softly.
After three thousand years, the Great Moon Dynasty disappeared just like that.
Perhaps their bloodline still existed, and they could continue to prosper in the future, but the heavens that had always suppressed the martial artists of the World of Eight Cultivators would no longer exist from today onwards!
He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking at the round and flawless eye of the moon in the sky.
The brilliance was flowing, hiding an indescribable mystery.
"This matter is over. It's about time."
After returning from the Chaotic Separation Secret Territory, he originally wanted to question the Great Moon Dynasty and order them to change. But now, the Great Moon Dynasty was destroyed, and even the remnant soul of the Great Moon Dynasty's Great Ancestor was nowhere to be found. Of course, there was no need to say this.
A new era had begun.
The only thing waiting for him was the battle at the Abandoned Sword Villa.
Shen Zhenyi turned his head and smiled at Lady Zi Ningjun. "Are you willing to go back with me? Or, you can also go back to the Purple Flame Sect. I've returned the Purple Phoenix Returning the Luan Incantation to the current sect master. She should also need your guidance. "
Lady Zi Ningjun shook her head. "I'll go wherever you go."
After four hundred years, she had already developed a clear and transparent heart of glass.
For her, the Purple Flame Sect was a thing of her previous life, and many of her memories were already blurry.
Her only thought now was to follow Shen Zhenyi closely, and never allow him to leave without saying goodbye again.
"Okay."
Shen Zhenyi nodded in agreement. "In that case, let's go back to the Abandoned Sword Villa together."
He looked at the murderous aura in the distant sky. "The last battle will be then!"
Clang!
As if in response to his words, the sound of a saber rang out from the distant room.
This was the sound of a saber's edge getting restless in its sheath!
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