Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1068: Sword Comes

Boom!

A thunderous sound erupted as the Supreme Ancestor unleashed a technique, causing the colossal Mountain Protection Array of the Sect of Seven Kills to resonate loudly. A blinding radiance surged from the array's dome, signifying its complete activation.

This sacred formation, boasting an ancient lineage, had been meticulously reinforced and expanded over countless eons, its potency escalating with each passing millennium.

Visible to the naked eye, seven to eight spectral swords materialized above the dome, each shimmering with a distinct hue: crimson, amber, azure, emerald, cyan, sapphire, and amethyst.

The Sect of Seven Kills.

The Seven Kills Sword.

The Seven Murder Doomsday Array.

This formidable array operated through seven nexus points, each governed by one of the spectral swords. When all seven swords pulsed in unison, the array achieved its zenith of power.

"To think this sword compelled the Supreme Ancestor to deploy the Seven Murder Doomsday Array. It appears quite troublesome..."

The middle-aged man gazed upward at the luminous display, his expression grave.

In the current circumstances, he could not intervene.

His initial objective was to claim this sword for his own arsenal.

However, observing the unfolding events, he recognized the folly of his prior ambition.

His cultivation, merely a half-step into the Divine Emperor Realm, was vastly inferior to the Supreme Ancestor's might.

The fact that even the Supreme Ancestor committed his full power to activating the Seven Murder Doomsday Array underscored the extraordinary difficulty of subduing this sword.

Beyond the confines of the array.

With a subtle warp in the fabric of space, Ye Yun emerged from the void.

From his vantage point outside the barrier, he peered within.

"Who goes there?"

The Supreme Ancestor sensed a presence and peered through the incorporeal veil of the array, his gaze locking onto Ye Yun.

Ye Yun offered a faint smile and stated with cool detachment, "This blade belongs to me. Did any Supreme Ancestor of your Sect of Seven Kills solicit my consent before pilfering it?"

"Preposterous!

Why should I seek your leave? This sword is now within my grasp; once it is mine, I shall deal with you!"

The Supreme Ancestor retorted with a chilling sneer.

He perceived the White Clad Sword Cultivator before him, whose apparent cultivation rested at the Eighth Layer of the Divine Venerable Realm, believing it to be a mere ruse.

"Come, my sword!"

Ye Yun extended a hand, emitting a soft summons.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword quivered, transforming into a piercing streak of light that hurtled directly towards the Seven Murder Doomsday Array.

Boom!

With an earth-shattering impact.

A breach was torn through the array's defenses, and the Heaven-Slaying Sword, with a swift 'swish,' exited the aperture and returned to Ye Yun's waiting grasp.

"You have razed the entire Sect of Seven Kills. Well done!"

Ye Yun's lips curved into a gentle smile.

"Haha... Your praise is most welcome, my lord!"

The Heaven-Slaying Sword responded with spectral laughter.

Glimpsing the ruptured formation from below, the Supreme Ancestor's face contorted with fury, his eyes reflecting utter disbelief.

Not even the formidable Mountain Protection Array could thwart the divine blade.

The sheer sharpness of this sword was evident, its peerless quality undeniable.

"Were this sword in my possession, dispatching God Emperor realm adversaries of comparable might would be as simple as swatting flies..."

The Supreme Ancestor mused silently.

Ye Yun, the Heaven-Slaying Sword now firmly in hand, effortlessly traversed the breach in the protective array.

"It's him, Sect Master, it's that White Clad Sword Cultivator!"

Lu Jiu gasped in stunned recognition upon spotting Ye Yun.

This White Clad Sword Cultivator possessed an aura of terrifying power.

His encounter with him at Blood Abyss Lake had nearly propelled Lu Jiu into a state of utter terror.

Had it not been for his exceptional stealth and evasion capabilities, coupled with the opportune diversionary tactics of the Nine Undead Stone Clans, he would likely have met his demise.

"So, it is him!"

The middle-aged man fixed Ye Yun with a cold stare, abruptly gesturing with his hand as he commanded, "All disciples, heed my order! Engage this individual immediately!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

A resounding chorus erupted from the assembled disciples. Drawing their blades, they ascended into the heavens, hurtling directly towards Ye Yun.

"Your valor is commendable."

Ye Yun offered an indifferent smile, sheathed the Heaven-Slaying Sword, and produced a different blade, this one of Silver.

"Why do you forgo the use of that previous sword?"

The Supreme Ancestor inquired, his brow furrowed.

"They are far too weak; they are simply unworthy!"

Ye Yun's voice dripped with scornful amusement.

"Indeed, youthful and arrogant!"

The Supreme Ancestor sneered, a flicker of disdain dancing in his eyes.

He was intensely curious to witness what impact this young man clad in white would make upon the Sect of Seven Kills!

"The Sect of Seven Kills boasts a considerable number of Divine King experts..."

Ye Yun surveyed the multitude of figures below, a soft chuckle escaping his lips.

In the subsequent moment.

Ye Yun vanished from his original position.

Shh, shh...

A dazzling sword light, akin to a bolt of lightning, surged back and forth through the emptiness. With every flicker of this blade, disciples from the Divine King realm plummeted from the sky.

In mere moments, two or three breaths' time.

Hundreds of disciples at the Divine King realm met their end, felled by Ye Yun's blade on the spot.

Beneath the might of the Sword of Death Realm, no one could possibly survive.

Ye Yun unleashed this sword with unrelenting power, traversing the battlefield with absolute dominance, his actions causing rivers of blood to flow through the void.

Hiss!

This individual is incredibly potent!

The middle-aged man, witnessing his Sect of Seven Kills disciples fall one after another, drew a sharp breath and charged forward, brandishing the Seven Kills Sword.

"The situation is looking grim..."

Observing this unfolding scene, Lu Jiu prudently retreated into the distance.

Having had a prior encounter with Ye Yun, he was well aware of this person's enigmatic nature and formidable strength.

Now, to see a single man with a single sword storming the Sect of Seven Kills—

He harbored a premonition that this very day might witness the Sect's ultimate downfall.

"Sect Master of the Sect of Seven Kills, is it? You've come seeking your own demise!"

As the middle-aged man soared towards him, Ye Yun unleashed a cold sneer. The Sword of Death Realm was brought forth once more, its light slicing through the void, instantly impaling the opponent's skull.

Pfft!

Blood and brain matter erupted, showering down from the emptiness.

The middle-aged man faltered, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at Ye Yun. After a mere two or three seconds of resistance, he suddenly collapsed.

The Seven Kills Sword he held clattered to the ground at that very instant.

"How... could this possibly happen?"

The Supreme Ancestor's eyes nearly bulged from their sockets as he roared in utter fury.

With a gesture, the plummeting Seven Kills Sword immediately flew towards him, settling securely in his grasp.

The Supreme Ancestor's entire being trembled, an unfathomable wave of sorrow washing over him.

He had never imagined that this White Clad Sword Cultivator's swordsmanship would be so terrifying, dispatching the Sect Master of the Sect of Seven Kills with a single strike.

This individual's might was indeed comparable to an expert at the First Level of the Divine Emperor Realm.

"Everyone, back away!"

The Supreme Ancestor suddenly bellowed, gripping his sword with one hand, he surged towards Ye Yun.

As the Seven Kills Sword was unleashed, the very fabric of heaven and earth seemed to shift their colors.

An overwhelming intent to kill, like a cataclysmic tide, instantly swept through the void.

At this critical juncture, all disciples desperately fled the scene.

Every single one understood that the residual effects from a clash between experts of the Divine Emperor Realm were exceedingly perilous.

Lesser cultivators would undoubtedly perish instantly under such immense pressure.

"First Level of the Divine Emperor Realm, most excellent!"

Ye Yun regarded the Supreme Ancestor, a faint smile gracing his lips.

He grasped the Silver Sword and charged directly at his adversary.

The Sword of Death Realm was brought into play.

An astonishing sword light, poised and ready, flashed through the air in an instant.

The Supreme Ancestor vanished abruptly.

Yet, the infinite sword light continued its fierce descent.

Pfft!

Ye Yun's sword possessed immense power, shattering all incoming sword lights and piercing deep into the void.

A trickle of blood seeped forth from the void.

Ye Yun then sheathed his blade and turned around.

In the void far ahead, a translucent, shadowy gray figure gradually materialized.

It was the Supreme Ancestor.

His right shoulder bore the mark of a sword piercing through it.

A devastating aura of destruction wreaked havoc within the wound.

The Supreme Ancestor appeared unfazed by the injury to his shoulder, his gaze fixed on Ye Yun in sheer astonishment.

As a cultivator at the Divine Emperor Realm, he possessed profound mastery of concealment and evasive divine skills. When the gravity of the situation became apparent, he had slipped into the void.

Even with such prowess, he was still struck, his shoulder pierced by a sword.

Had he not reacted with such swift evasion, that decisive blow might have landed squarely in his chest.

"You still wish to flee?"

Ye Yun casually flicked his fingers, sending a streak of sword light shooting forth. It struck Lu Jiu, who was attempting to escape into the distance. With a resounding explosion, his body disintegrated into a cloud of bloody mist.

This wretch had once pierced Nangong Jade's heart by Blood Abyss Lake, an act Ye Yun could never overlook or forgive.