“Come here.”

“My sword is unwilling to face you.”

Upon hearing these words, everyone’s first reaction was: What does this mean? After their thoughts turned in their minds, it quickly became: What is their relationship?

In this situation, she completely ignored everyone around her.

The people from the Upper Ruins immortal realm exchanged glances, their hearts suspended in anxiety. The deity faction, however, was shrouded in gloom, already sensing clear threat from Jian Chou’s words.

Yet these words were not directed at any of them.

This sentence was spoken only for Fu Chaosheng to hear.

The distance between them was neither far nor near. In this dark void, the palm she extended toward him was white as snow, startling to behold.

Fu Chaosheng stood in prolonged silence, thinking of their first meeting when he was born from hearing the Dao, thinking of their later shoulder-to-shoulder battles across the Extreme Domain, and also thinking of how she had deceived him, saying he was merely desire, not emotion…

There were truly too many things to think about simultaneously.

But after all the complex thoughts flashed by, what finally echoed in his mind was only what he had said to her when he resolutely left the Primordial Realm: “We shall meet with blades and swords,” and what Jian Chou had said to him back then at Mingri Xinghai: “Please, Fellow Daoist Chaosheng, never give me reason to stand against you on others’ side.”

Their gazes collided in mid-air. She was frank and peaceful, having shed the distant coldness that had always accompanied her since arriving in the Upper Ruins. The way she looked at him held unreserved trust.

Fu Chaosheng felt he was truly going mad.

Because he actually wanted to walk over, to go to her side.

His fingers hanging at his sides clenched tightly. Fu Chaosheng pressed his lips together, his Adam’s apple rolling slightly, and finally spoke.

His voice carried an imperceptible trace of hoarseness.

“You won’t deceive me anymore?”

He was born a great demon transformed from mayflies in this world, born from his clan’s obsession. Beyond his demonic and evil nature, he was also simple.

Especially toward Jian Chou.

He had existed in this world for as long as he had known her, never imagining such a person would deceive him.

Past wounds all swept across the depths of his eyes at this moment.

Jian Chou suddenly became somewhat silent, but she didn’t withdraw her extended hand. She only spoke to him for the third time: “Come here.”

Fu Chaosheng finally discovered that he could not refuse her.

He gave up seeking the answer he wanted, or perhaps that answer was already in his heart when he heard “come here” for the third time.

Taking a step, he walked toward her!

“Fu Chaosheng!”

“What do you think you’re doing?”

The deity side immediately had people shouting questions.

But Fu Chaosheng paid no attention.

Jian Chou watched him come before her, finally smiling, only saying: “Give me the Divine Key.”

Fu Chaosheng stared at her, wanting to ask if he could trust her.

But…

If he couldn’t even trust Jian Chou, who else in this world could he trust?

Therefore, without even a moment’s hesitation, he opened his palm toward her!

The Pangu Divine Key, like a section of orchid sprout, quietly radiated brilliant light.

At this moment, all the deities were horrified!

How could they have imagined such a scene would occur?

“The Divine Key!!!”

“Seeking death!”

“Stop!”

Strong ominous premonitions rose in their hearts.

They understood all too well how crucial the Pangu Divine Key was! Only this thing could open Pangu’s ancestral aperture, summon out the divine soul sealed within, and only then could they completely kill Him and thoroughly overturn reincarnation!

Now Jian Chou had not only lured Fu Chaosheng away but actually wanted the Pangu Divine Key—how could they endure this?!

Everything happened in an instant!

The moment voices of obstruction and rebuke rang out, dozens of attacks simultaneously fell!

Half smashed toward Fu Chaosheng, half toward Jian Chou!

“Rumble!”

The terrifying roar seemed to reach the depths of the universe!

Overwhelming darkness surged like tidewater.

Within the chaos was the most primitive power belonging to this universe, capable of blurring all distinct boundaries, even dissolving to the most distant appearance.

They were all invisible.

But at this moment, all cultivators who sensed it drew in cold breaths, awed by the deity clan’s naturally endowed power!

The entire world instantly became so dark one couldn’t see their own hand.

Like ten thousand zhang of thunder crashing down!

But at the moment when everything was about to collapse, Jian Chou didn’t retreat a single step. Instead, she calmly stepped forward, first taking that Divine Key from Fu Chaosheng’s palm into her hand, then stepping forward!

The half-inch red mark of Yixiantian between her brows became vivid as fresh blood, instantly transforming into the sword in her hand!

“Clang—”

The clear sword song became激昂 within the oscillating power!

Unrestrained killing intent became completely unreserved!

That was a magnificence surpassing even the deities. In her profound eyes, ten thousand phantoms seemed to flash by, and the sword shadow also had countless layers!

She wasn’t defending at all, but counterattacking!

Yixiantian instantly changed from three feet to six feet, and a blood line on the sword spine actually flowed like a blood river!

It was a blood river, and also a sword river!

Before everyone’s eyes suddenly appeared a magnificent scene—Jian Chou swinging out a sword, the sword becoming a blood-colored long river, flowing toward the darkness pressing into this world with an unstoppable momentum!

In everyone’s consciousness, darkness should be formless.

But at this moment, all the darkness actually scattered under this single sword!

The void around this Desolate Domain was originally surrounded by countless deities, each draped in black robes, looking down at everyone like watching caged beasts. Now Jian Chou’s sword had forcibly torn open a gap!

“Slash!”

Where the sword qi swept, those touched were either wounded or died!

Dozens of deities screamed in agony the moment they were concentrated by that sword qi, completely not having expected that when Jian Chou faced so many attacks simultaneously, she could still counterattack!

And this power…

Was identical to theirs!

Both originated from chaos!

All things were born from chaos and would ultimately return to chaos. The deities claimed to be born with the universe, but if they fell, they would ultimately return to the universe.

Jian Chou’s power was not superior or inferior to theirs.

What existed was only a difference in strength!

But how was this possible?

By this mere human female cultivator, it would be one thing if she had coincidentally cultivated a chaos body, but she actually possessed power stronger than the deity clan!

They had existed for three entire eras—how long had Jian Chou existed?

Impossible…

Absolutely impossible!

This completely defied logic, defied the laws of this universe’s operation!

The dozens of deities who had acted earlier all suffered backlash from that sword force. The severely wounded were dying, while the lightly wounded were also knocked back toward the endless darkness behind.

How could the other deities stand by and watch?

Not to mention that the crucial Pangu Divine Key was now in Jian Chou’s hands!

No one dared to be careless about her going to that side!

One strike failed, and instead they suffered losses from Jian Chou’s counterattack. The other deities who hadn’t had time to react were all enraged.

Their attacks followed immediately.

But in the past moment, Jian Chou had already directly grasped Fu Chaosheng’s hand, pulled him behind her, and simultaneously her eyes suddenly widened!

“Hum!”

Pure glazed golden light actually shot out from the depths of her pupils!

The instant change came even faster than the deities’ attacks!

This void suddenly boiled.

A massive phantom appeared behind her the moment she opened her eyes, rapidly rotating. From its appearance, it was the Eight-Division Heavenly Dragon Dao Seal she had cultivated in the past!

However, this moment’s Dao Seal looked completely different from the past.

In the eight directions of the seal, there were no longer the figures of the eight divisions.

Instead, there were eight figures of female cultivators.

Some held swords, some held axes, some faced the crowd, some gazed down contemplatively, some looked like compassionate buddhas, others looked like fierce demons!

The moment they appeared, everyone present immediately recognized: these eight figures were all Jian Chou herself!

The Eight-Division Heavenly Dragon originally from Buddhism now appeared half-divine, half-demonic!

Moreover, initially appearing behind Jian Chou, in the blink of an eye it sank down and was actually stepped on by Jian Chou!

Striking out with a palm was divine!

Turning the spear to strike with a sword was demonic!

Heavy black shadows pounced toward her one after another, but the fierce attacks only brought doubled counterattacks in return.

At whatever speed they attacked, they shattered at the same speed!

Sword by sword, palm by palm!

Completely treating others’ attacks as nothing!

Absolutely crushing levels of power!

Clearly, compared to deities, humans were ants, yet at this moment, compared to Jian Chou, the deities were ants!

Since the universe’s birth, they had never experienced this feeling of being suppressed by others, like a tiny insect being pressed down by a giant’s finger!

Unable to move at all!

No matter how they wailed, despaired, or resisted, it was all futile!

All attacks were just like spilled water—once the water dried, everything remained as it was, completely unable to touch Jian Chou in the slightest!

The more they fought, the more alarmed they became.

Even the deities, who couldn’t understand humans’ various states of mind, felt several traces of completely unconcealable fear and shock at this moment!

Because this kind of power, they had only seen in Pangu before!

What kind of existence was this human female cultivator?!

Deity after deity turned to ash under her merciless sword. The fallen kinsmen finally brought back the rationality that had been washed away by their anger.

“Swish!”

Another blood-red sword qi, mixed with glazed golden light, cut through the darkness and permanently took away another deity.

Everyone finally quieted down.

All those who had time to act and those who still wanted to act felt a chill rise from every corner of their limbs and bones, freezing all their subsequent actions.

The group from the Upper Ruins immortal realm was even more speechless.

Only at this moment, when everyone’s gaze returned to Jian Chou, did they belatedly realize that from beginning to end, she had stood in the same position where she had been before taking action, not moving even half a step!

She neither approached the deities nor approached the Upper Ruins.

Even after this slaughter, her expression remained as calm as initially.

Standing with sword in hand, neither leaning nor biased!

Just like a…

Fair and just arbitrator!

At this moment, someone finally keenly realized something, but this thought was too terrifying to voice.

Fu Chaosheng had not acted from beginning to end.

Jian Chou stood in front of him, just as when he had ambushed Xie Buchen earlier, she had stood before him with sword in hand.

But this feeling was different.

Because he knew that when she had her back to Xie Buchen, it was when her defense was strongest and she was most alert, but when she had her back to him, she set up no defenses at all, placing her full attention on the battle situation before her.

The golden seal was enormous, right under Jian Chou’s feet, slowly rotating.

Who said that between humans and deities, there were only two positions?

As long as she still stood here, there was a third!

Her stern and murderous gaze swept across everyone present, even sweeping across the group of Upper Ruins cultivators who were suspicious and uncertain about her actions, and she calmly asked: “Who else will come?”