Chapter 1043: Strike Down the Younger One

When Ye Guan saw ZYama Dharmaraja's face, he frowned and asked, "Senior, what's wrong?"

Yama Dharmaraja warned, "Young Master Ye, there are powerful auras making their way to you right now. I think they are targeting you."

Ye Guan's eyes narrowed. They were definitely members of the Devourer Civilization.

"Who would dare to target Young Master Ye?" Yama Dharmaraja's eyes turned cold. His face was starting to look a little unnatural.

Ye Guan glanced at him and asked, "Senior, you're not working together with them, are you?"

Ye Guan's figure tensed up, and the Qingxuan Sword within him got ready to spring into action. Ye Guan was ready to flee at a moment's notice.

Seeing Ye Guan on guard, Yama Dharmaraja quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, Young Master Ye, please don't misunderstand! I'm not with them. This is—Please, Young Master Ye, give me a moment. My people are on their way."

Ye Guan nodded. "Thank you, then."

Yama Dharmaraja instructed him. "Head to the right."

Ye Guan nodded slightly and took to the sky, disappearing toward the right side of the starry expanse.

Yama Dharmaraja, who was standing within the vortex, frowned deeply and muttered, "Have those devourers lost their minds? How dare they target Young Master Ye."

His eyes flickered with a complex light as he pondered over something.

***

Ye Guan traversed the starry sky on his Qingxuan Sword.

Little Pagoda said, "It seems like he knows about the Devourer Civilization."

Ye Guan nodded. "I noticed that, too."

Little Pagoda's voice turned serious. "A powerful presence is approaching."

Ye Guan narrowed his eyes. "How close?"

Little Pagoda responded, "Right next to you."

Crack!

Without any warning, the spacetime around Ye Guan shattered. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he gripped the Qingxuan Sword and slashed forward with full force.

Schwing!

The spacetime ahead of him was torn apart.

However, the spacetime around Ye Guan had turned hazy and illusory. At the same time, he felt a mysterious force wrap around him, and it felt like thousands of ropes binding him tightly. His fleshly body and soul faded rapidly, but they weren't being erased; they were being pulled away.

Alarmed, Ye Guan waved his right hand, and the Qingxuan Sword slashed across the space in front of him.

Schwing!

A crisp noise echoed, and the sensation vanished. His fleshly body and soul quickly returned to normal.

However, his surroundings were now an empty void, filled with nothing but silence. He gripped the Qingxuan Sword tightly, staying on high alert as he scanned the area around him.

Little Pagoda said gravely, "Someone is definitely here, but I can't sense them."

Ye Guan closed his eyes, and an invisible sword aura gathered around him. His expression grew serious, realizing just how strange the mysterious force from earlier had been.

If it hadn't been for the Qingxuan Sword, that force would have been impossible for him to shatter.

The mysterious power had to be from the Devourer Civilization, and it was strong enough to suppress him!

Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed from behind him.

Ye Guan turned around but frowned deeply—there was nothing behind him.

Little Pagoda warned, "They're not in this spacetime!"

Without hesitation, Ye Guan dashed forward, gripping the Qingxuan Sword with both hands and unleashing a powerful slash.

Schwing!

The sword tore through everything in its path.

Countless layers of spacetime shattered, revealing a purple spacetime dimension. A figure made of light was inside the purple dimension, and it was staring quietly at Ye Guan.

The figure spread its palm and gently clenched its fist. In an instant, the spacetime around Ye Guan transformed into chains, locking him in place, but Qingxuan Sword effortlessly shattered the chains, tearing them apart.

The figure's gaze fixed on the Qingxuan Sword, and a deep frown appeared on its face.

Little Pagoda said, "I finally understand why Young Master gave you this sword. With it, you can't be attacked by someone else from another dimension."

Ye Guan took a deep breath. He had to admit that the strange abilities that this figure had were something he feared. He wouldn't have been able to break through those spacetime chains just moments ago if it hadn't been for the Qingxuan Sword. He simply wasn't strong enough to do so, after all.

Just then, the figure vanished.

A fierce glint flashed in Ye Guan's eyes. Without hesitation, he thrust the Qingxuan Sword forward.

Bang!

Schwing!

Ye Guan was blasted away, but while he was flying away, the surrounding spacetime morphed into a fist-like imprint that hurtled toward him.

Gripping the Qingxuan Sword tightly, an overwhelming sword intent erupted from within him. With a powerful slash, he brought the sword down.

Bam!

The spacetime fist imprint shattered immediately, but Ye Guan was knocked back. After coming to a stop, he focused his mind, and boundless sword intent surged from within him, forcefully pushing back the bizarre spacetime.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Guan looked ahead, only to see the figure becoming illusory. A wave of killing intent pervaded his eyes, and the Mad Demon Bloodline was ignited. The space around him transformed into a sea of blood.

Decisive Strike!

When Ye Guan unleashed Decisive Strike, his killing intent seemed to reach the heavens. The force of his sword strike shot forth like a multicolored torrent, collapsing every inch of spacetime ahead of it. The figure was struck and was forced thousands of meters away.

The figure solidified and became clad in a black robe. His gaze was still fixed on the Qingxuan Sword as he started speaking. However, Ye Guan could not understand what he was saying.

After a moment of silence, the black-robed man spoke again, and this time, Ye Guan understood. The man was questioning the origin of his sword, saying that it wasn't supposed to be in a low-tier civilization.

Although Ye Guan was desperately trying to suppress his Mad Demon, the bloodline had become uncontrollable since his last breakthrough. Even with his efforts, it was hard to fend off the killing intent invading his mind.

Ye Guan did not respond to the black-robed man. He transformed into a blood-red sword light and charged at the black-robed man with all his might.

Decisive Strike!

With the power of both his bloodline and sword intent, the strength of this strike skyrocketed. Combined with the Qingxuan Sword, it ignored all laws of any civilization.

The black-robed man frowned when he saw Ye Guan's attack. A serious light appeared in his eyes. He thought that someone from a low-tier civilization could be easily crushed, but to his surprise, Ye Guan was wielding a sword that was clearly from a high-tier civilization.

Greed rose in his heart as he looked at the Qingxuan Sword. He stretched out his palm, and a cloud of black gas floated up from it. In an instant, the gas transformed into a black beam of light that shot toward Ye Guan.

As soon as the black gas appeared, everything started corroding away, transforming into streams of black gas that drifted toward Ye Guan as well.

However, the Qingxuan Sword effortlessly sliced through all of this gas, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Guan appeared right in front of the black-robed man.

Swoosh!

The black-robed man vanished into thin air.

Ye Guan's sword missed, and he found himself surrounded by a sea of black gas.

Holding his sword vertically in front of his brow, his Mad Demon Bloodline and sword intent rushed out from within him, forcefully driving back the black gas.

The black-robed man's frown became even deeper. "Why can't the Devouring Gas devour the bloodline of someone from a low-tier civilization?"

Ye Guan's sword flew toward the black-robed man again, sweeping in with overwhelming killing intent.

The black-robed man did not choose to retreat this time. Instead, he trembled and transformed into a beam of light, charging fiercely at Ye Guan.

The sword light and the beam of black light collided, generating a massive explosion. The two were knocked away.

When the black-robed man finally stopped, he frowned deeply and looked down. His right hand had split open, and black blood was dripping from it.

He slowly raised his head to look at Ye Guan in the distance, and his expression turned grim. He finally realized that something was wrong. Ye Guan was clearly not from a mere Tier Five Civilization!

He had to report this. He couldn't continue this fight recklessly. The sword was tempting, but his life was more important. If Ye Guan had the backing of a Tier Six Civilization, he'd be in serious trouble.

After all, he was just a low-ranking member of the Devourer Civilization, and his superiors could easily dispose of him during the negotiations.

With that thought, he decisively turned and left.

Seeing him leave, Ye Guan decided not to pursue him. He stayed where he was, forcefully suppressing the Mad Demon Bloodline raging within him. After a long while, he finally returned to normal.

He took a deep breath and shook his head.

The killing intent that rose within him was too terrifying. He almost couldn't suppress it. If the black-robed man hadn't left, he would have gone berserk. His Mad Demon Bloodline was becoming harder and harder to contain.

Little Pagoda said, "I don't know why he left."

Ye Guan looked at the depths of the starry skies and said, "Ignore him. Let's go to the Gui Zhe Civilization."

He hopped onto his sword and vanished.

***

The black-robed man arrived in another starry sky. He took out a golden sheet of paper. Then, he waved his hand, setting the paper ablaze. The black-robed man watched it burn in silence.

After some time, a black pillar of light suddenly descended from the heavens, landing before him. A middle-aged man dressed in black armor with three blades hanging from his waist emerged from the black light.

Six powerful figures were behind him, and they were also clad in black armor.

There were swords hanging at their waist.

The black-robed man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately knelt down, saying, "Lord Marquis."

The middle-aged man looked at him and asked, "Was the swordsman dressed in a white robe with that young man?"

The black-robed man shook his head. "No, he was alone."

The Marquis frowned.

The black-robed man asked, "Do you want me to find that swordsman?"

The Marquis shook his head. "Strike down the younger one, and the older one will naturally appear. We'll deal with them together by then."

With that, they all disappeared.