Chapter 790

Chapter 790: The Ancestor Unleashes His Power

The Purple Shadow Divine Sword flashed in Ye Yun’s hand. Hearing the Ancestor’s grave tone, he acted without hesitation. The blade erupted with terrifying destructive energy, causing the surrounding space to tremble. After a heartbeat’s pause, the environment shifted abruptly as a powerful gravitational force surged forth.

Relief flickered in the Ancestor’s voice. “Ignore the pull. Tell your companion not to struggle—move slowly.”

“Tianqing, relax completely. Don’t resist,” Ye Yun commanded. His body vanished like a remnant shadow, teleported away. Tianqing obeyed, releasing all restraints.

“Fools!” the Ancestor barked. “Had I delayed, you’d both be Nightmare’s meal by now!”

“Ancient Devourer… Nightmare?” Ye Yun paled at the name.

“What else?” The Ancestor’s voice dripped venom. “Only the dual sword marks I’d carved on this beast long ago revealed its identity. To think it survived here, gorging on demon energy while my comrades perished!” Hatred thickened his words. Clearly, their history ran deep—a past encounter where the Ancestor barely escaped, hence his desperate use of the Born as a Sword technique to flee now.

“This calamity stems from my failures. Had I not let the beast claim that cursed terrain…” The Ancestor’s gaze burned into the abyss below, where a mountainous shadow writhed. “Mark my words—when I return, I’ll flay its hide myself!”

Ye Yun frowned. The Ancestor had never shown such venomous rage before.

“Ancient history.” The Ancestor’s tone flattened abruptly. “Settled debts shouldn’t fester. Yet seeing this creature thrive while I linger as a remnant soul…” His voice cracked. Memories surged—comrades screaming as Nightmare devoured them, blood staining his blades. Now the beast lounged content, while he haunted a mortal’s body like a ghost.

“If only I—” Crimson light flooded the Ancestor’s eyes as Soul Power roiled uncontrollably. Tianqing stiffened, sensing energy rivaling his Master’s erupt from Ye Yun.

“Lend me your flesh, boy. This rage… I cannot contain it.” The Ancestor’s consciousness shouldered Ye Yun’s aside.

“Weak vessel,” the Ancestor muttered through Ye Yun’s lips. Twin swords of black annihilation and white rebirth materialized in his grip. Top-tier Immortal Spirit Stones shattered as Immortal spirit energy purged the surrounding demonic miasma.

Tianqing gaped as “Ye Yun” hurtled into the abyss. Cursing, he summoned divine light and followed.

Below, the Ancestor’s Sword Path Domain exploded outward. Billions of Immortal Swords materialized—a galaxy of gleaming death. Beast kings and Great Demon Kings prostrated themselves, trembling.

Nightmare’s mountain-sized form froze as the Ancestor’s borrowed eyes locked onto it. “You thought time weakened my hatred?” The swords descended like locusts, piercing but not killing—carving the beast inch by inch. Blue blood rained as Nightmare’s howls shook Nine Demons Burning.

“Mercy?” The Ancestor laughed coldly when the beast’s eyes pleaded. “Beg the underworld’s judges.” Twin blades rammed through Nightmare’s skull.

As blue ichor sprayed Ye Yun’s face, the Ancestor withdrew. His vengeance sated, the Sword Path Domain flickered out.

Tianqing opened his mouth to speak when golden light erupted. A thousand-foot avian monstrosity descended, wings scattering Nightmare’s corpse-stench. Its gilded eyes, etched with black sigils, pinned them in place.

“What now?” The Ancestor’s weary voice echoed in Ye Yun’s skull as the new threat loomed.