My Disciples Are All Villains Chapter 1828 - Taking the Sky Down

Grand Mystic Mountain concealed countless mysteries unknown to outsiders, including the road to immortality and the chains of heaven and earth.

No one could gauge the depths of the Unholy One’s cultivation. The world merely knew his Cultivation path was extraordinary, letting him shatter those chains and gain immortality. A handful also knew of his trip to the Great Maelstrom, where he seized treasures like Buddhist relics, the Great Void Token, the four power cores, the Ten Classics, and more. These played a key role in his ascent to the top.

Besides that, whispers circulated about a special treasure belonging to the Unholy One. Legends claimed it eclipsed every other treasure. Yet, since nobody had ever seen him wield it, its appearance stayed hidden, confining it to rumor.

A brilliant beam of light streaked into Lu Zhou’s grasp, filling Ming Xin with a foreboding chill right away. Moreover, Lu Zhou’s aura shifted noticeably, and astonishingly, the surrounding laws withdrew by themselves.

The familiar chill of Unnamed filled Lu Zhou’s palm once more. His long-lost weapon had come back. Earlier, during his descent into the abyss, he had detected Unnamed drawing in energy and evolving. While separated from it, he had attempted to call it forth several times without success—even upon first reaching the Sacred Region. Still, anxiety never gripped him. Somehow, he felt certain Unnamed would return when the moment was ripe.

Sensing the power surging inside Unnamed, Lu Zhou couldn’t hold back a sigh of awe.

Unnamed felt frigid against his skin. Its edge gleamed with unmatched sharpness. Back in its true shape, it resembled a radiant uncut gem. Its spiritual bond was profound, syncing flawlessly with Lu Zhou. Whatever he desired, it obeyed instantly.

Lu Zhou kept examining Unnamed’s transformation as it whirled in his grip right then.

Swoosh!

Right then, a ring-shaped rift tore open in the void above Lu Zhou’s hand. Unnamed halted its spin and abruptly morphed into a stunning longsword.

Lu Zhou gripped Unnamed firmly, then swept his eyes over the Templars. Simultaneously, azure lightning crackled from his palm, enveloping the blade.

In that instant, a long-lost sensation surged back.

A horrifying wave of slaughter intent exploded across the entire Sacred Region and heavens above.

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Cultivators throughout the Sacred Region shrank back in terror at once.

Ming Xin’s brow furrowed deeply. An unknown peril gripped him, prompting him to unleash a towering energy seal while crying out, “Great Stone!”

The ten light pillars trembled wildly, quaking the skies and land. Vast energies then erupted from the massive lotuses.

Lu Zhou flicked his wrist casually, hurling the Heavenly Dao Flag outward.

The Heavenly Dao Flag erupted in radiance, bathing the skies and nullifying the Great Stone of Natural Law’s might instantly.

Understanding hit Ming Xin then. “It’s from the Great Maelstrom?”

Ming Xin flicked his sleeve without delay.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Over half the airborne Templars encircled Lu Zhou.

Meanwhile, a horde of Sacred Region cultivators soared up and joined the encirclement around Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou’s face stayed impassive. He ignored the foes entirely, fixing his stare on Ming Xin instead. “Very good. Let’s use them to test how sharp this sword is.”

Lu Zhou advanced through the air toward Ming Xin.

Just then, a Templar unleashed his glowing avatar and charged to block Lu Zhou.

Onlookers nearby stared wide-eyed at the composed Unholy One.

Lu Zhou vanished in a flash, then thrust Unnamed ahead.

A slender, dark-blue energy blade shot from Unnamed, cloaking it fully.

Swoosh!

The energy blade sliced effortlessly through the Templar’s avatar.

The air turned still.

The Templar’s eyes bulged in stunned horror as he glanced back at his avatar. A hole gaped in its chest from Unnamed’s energy sword. Drawing a breath brought searing agony, like his heart tearing open. Gritting through it, he eyed the wound, tracing upward slowly. He spotted the slim blue energy sword amid retreating laws. His eyes followed it to the Unholy One clutching the far end.

Lu Zhou’s expression stayed serene, everything unfolding as planned. He drew his arm back leisurely, yanking the energy sword free.

Swoosh!

In that instant, the Templar’s avatar exploded into specks of light resembling stars scattered across the sky. Moments later, the Templar vomited a gush of blood as darkness overtook his vision.

With the ease of slicing through weeds, Lu Zhou effortlessly slew the Templar.

Ming Xin stared at the sword clutched in Lu Zhou’s hand, his face darkening with a grave look.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Avatars emerged one by one, towering proudly in the heavens. These were the avatars of divine emperors.

From the perspective of the nine domains below, those avatars resembled massive stars gleaming brilliantly overhead.

A Templar shot forward at blinding speed, his avatar in tow.

Lu Zhou lifted his hand and swung it down in a casual, unhurried motion.

The Templars watched in shock as energy swords rained down from above, stabbing through an avatar like it was soft tofu.

The strike was clean and decisive.

Thanks to their incredible velocity, when the energy swords from Unnamed sliced into the avatar, it seemed for a split second as if nothing had occurred. The Templar and his avatar stood frozen in bewilderment, sensing no impact. Then, sharp cracking sounds echoed through the air, and the enormous avatar that countless people revered cleaved apart into two halves. A fine line traced from the avatar’s forehead downward, dividing it perfectly in two.

Without any spectacle or agony, the Templars plummeted from the skies.

“...”

Terror, far more intense than before, rippled outward from the spectacle unfolding above the Sacred Region.

The weapon in Lu Zhou’s grasp sent shivers through everyone, raising goosebumps all over. At that moment, a single thought dominated most minds.

‘The Unholy One… remains as formidable as ever. No! He’s grown even mightier!’

Ming Xin struggled to steady his churning emotions. He drew in a deep breath to compose himself. His eyes shut momentarily, and upon reopening, he declared, “Now is the time for all of you to show me your stance!”

The Templars’ eyes bulged slightly, their composure shattering. Death loomed ahead and behind, leaving them no choice but to battle.

Ming Xin flicked his sleeve.

Several Templars surged forward first, with the rest trailing closely. They streaked across the sky like meteors, hurtling toward the sole blue glow illuminating the heavens.

Lu Zhou sprang into action.

Lu Zhou’s radiant brilliance blinded the Templars, clouding their vision. They could only faintly make out the 10,000-foot energy sword sweeping side to side through the air.

A silhouette darted among the Templars while the energy sword kept harvesting lives, shaking the firmament and fracturing the void.

Viewed from the nine domains, a solitary beam of light zigzagged relentlessly, felling the gigantic, sparkling stars overhead.

In this instant, Lu Zhou appeared capable of effortlessly slicing the heavens into three if he desired.

No one in the Sacred Region could discern the details clearly. They only knew that soon after the energy sword began its rampage, the sky cracked open, laws collapsed into irrelevance, and blood poured down like a storm over the Sacred Region.

Amid the crowded, majestic streets of the Sacred Region, white-robed cultivators summoned their energy to fend off the blood. Yet, they soon realized the blood ignored all laws, splattering onto their pristine white garments.

The eerie quiet shattered into cries of alarm and dread as dismembered limbs rained down onto certain cultivators.

This triggered some cultivators to panic completely, prompting them to flee in terror.

In a mere heartbeat, pandemonium engulfed the Sacred Region.

The Templars, once guardians of peace in the Sacred Region and equilibrium across the world, were utterly wiped out in a single, swift instant.

Thump!

Guan Jiu’s frame quaked, and he dropped to his knees. Tilting his head skyward, he let the blood rain pelt his face. Whether grief, remorse, or a mix consumed him was unclear. He murmured repeatedly, “Sin… This is a sin… This is a sin…”

High above, Ming Xin’s features twitched as he observed the Templars’ demise. Finally, he stirred to action.

For the first time ever, the Sacred Region’s cultivators witnessed Ming Xin unleashing his power.

Simultaneously, the Sky Encompassing Mirror ascended to the pinnacle of the Towers of Heaven, broadcasting the events unfolding here.

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Bound by pillars of light, the ten disciples gazed skyward in stunned disbelief, crying out, “Master…”

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Right then, at this pivotal juncture, the four divine emperors—Shang Zhang, Bai Zhaoju, Chi Biaonu, and Ling Weiyang—arrived at the Sacred Region from four distinct directions. Their entrances evoked gods descending upon the mortal realm as they summoned their avatars successively. Shock gripped them upon seeing Ming Xin’s form flicker into transparency.

Ming Xin stood right before Lu Zhou. In an instant, he released countless energy seals.

With a wave of his hand, Lu Zhou dispersed the energy seals.

As the laws clashed, the cultivation world's mightiest powerhouses shot up into the heavens.

Lu Zhou swung his sword, slicing through the power of the law.

Meanwhile, Ming Xin gripped the scales tightly while ripping open space repeatedly to evade Unnamed’s energy swords, unbound by the laws.

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The four divine emperors watched the two silhouettes ascending skyward, utterly stunned.

Ling Weiyang exclaimed, “I never thought Brother Lu and Ming Xin possessed such incredible might!”

“Incredible! Could they truly be mere divine emperors with nine light disks?”

Right after those words escaped…

Boom!

18 light disks smashed together! The explosive impact birthed energy seals resembling brilliant fireworks exploding across the sky.

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Bound by the pillar of light, Si Wuya gazed at the projected sky battle and murmured, “Master’s power has vastly exceeded his former limits! Yet Ming Xin… differs greatly from the Ming Xin of old…”

Memories from ancient texts about the Unholy One and Ming Xin flooded Si Wuya’s thoughts at that moment.

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Boom!

Following the deafening blast, a black hole tore open in the sky, like the heavens unveiling a watchful eye. Moreover, Lu Zhou and Ming Xin had mysteriously disappeared without a trace.

The four divine emperors creased their brows and soared upward. A quick scan revealed the sky completely deserted.

While everyone puzzled over the pair’s whereabouts, sounds of an intense clash echoed from the Unknown Land’s direction.

Lu Zhou’s ten disciples and the four divine emperors turned toward the Unknown Land, spotting two radiant orbs streaking through its new skies. Wherever those orbs passed, devastation followed, reducing all to ashes.

This battle stirred the blood of all onlookers!

From Dunzang to Ji Ming the pair battled, then onward from Ji Ming to the Great Abyss Land.

The soaring energy swords rendered everything as fragile as tofu.

Holes pockmarked the earth, buried under wreckage and ruins; after six grueling hours of combat, grid patterns from the energy swords scarred the terrain.

Ming Xin concentrated fiercely, channeling the power of the laws nonstop. Then he bellowed, “Unholy One, no matter your newfound strength, you cannot overcome me!”

Lu Zhou replied calmly, “Let the sword in my grasp decide that.”

“You can’t bring me down!”

“Not just you—even heaven itself, should it oppose me, will fall,” Lu Zhou declared. Abruptly, he vanished in a flash, shredding space with supreme teleportation to reappear in the Sacred Region.

High above the Sacred Region, Lu Zhou materialized. Gazing downward, he aimed his longsword and boomed in a resonant, commanding tone, “The Sacred Region falls first!”

“...”

As the Unholy One’s words echoed, myriad Sacred Region cultivators desperately ascended in panic and terror.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yet upon reaching the standoff between the Heavenly Dao Flag and Great Stone of Natural Law, an unseen barrier halted them, sending them crashing earthward.

Despair etched the cultivators’ features as they stared skyward at the Unholy One, now hoisting the Great Dao’s Heart aloft.

Both hands gripped the sword for Lu Zhou.

Buzz!

Instantly, an energy sword materialized around Unnamed, expanding swiftly to an immense, immeasurable size.

The four divine emperors’ eyes bulged in astonishment. They fixed their gazes intently, eager to witness the devastating sword’s ruin upon the Sacred Region.

Swoosh!

Unnamed rent the sky asunder!

As Unnamed descended upon the Sacred Region, the enigmatic rift overhead twisted downward toward it too!