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--- Chapter 200 ---
Silence ensued in the destroyed holy land.
The crazed sword master brandished Primordial Sin Divine Sword and discharged every bit of sword intent he had accumulated painstakingly.
A storm of extreme sharpness manifested like a domain, pressuring everything within it.
Meanwhile, the opponent of the sword master is like a calm night. He, the descendant of the Eternal Night Royal Family, had to endure generational anxiety because of this sword master's evil doings.
Does he hate him?
Obviously, yes.
And today, they are going to settle it in a life-and-death duel.
'Wention, be careful.' At this moment of suspense, Xuanyuan Wentian heard a warning from the Primordial Sin Divine Sword's Evil Spirit.
'From what? This trash doesn't stand a chance against me!' Xuanyuan Wentian arrogantly responded. 'He's only at the fifth stage of Sovereign Profound Realm while I had reached the half-step Divine Origin Realm!'
The evil spirit frowned inside the Primordial Sin Divine Sword. He was the one who granted Eternal Night Devil Clan's bloodline to the Eternal Night Royal Family, so he was sensitive to their bloodline's fluctuation.
Yet the bloodline fluctuation that Xu Sanshan gave him is very weird.
This guy still has Devil Race's bloodline, but not as dark as the first generation of Eternal Night Royal Family.
Right, as if his bloodline has evolved in a mere thousand years.
The evil spirit would have never thought the Eternal Night Royal King to be an extremely 'crafty' person and create a deterring force against the Eternal Night Devil Clan's bloodline. After all, a plan to create a perfect warrior is too ambitious for someone at his level, yet he succeeds.
Xu Sanshan also gauged Xuanyuan Wentian's strength. He could tell his opponent was strong but not strong enough to make him feel fear.
'I only have to be careful of the Primordial Sin Divine Sword. It is, after all, a divine weapon.' Xu Sanshan thought while circulating the profound art that Yu Long formulated for him.
After five years, Xu Sanshan has reached a stage where he could manifest his profound art into reality. He's close to level 20, which showcases just how talented the Eternal Night Royal Family's perfect warrior is.
"Fight!" Xu Sanshan roared, causing the copper-tinted armor to surround his body.
[Art of Tempered Darkness - Nether Armor: Speed Form]
[Art of Tempered Darkness - Meteor Blast]
"Fast!" Xuanyuan Wentian lifted the Primordial Sin Divine Sword, but it was too late. Xu Sanshan already appeared before him and punched him in the guts.
BAM!
Cough!
Xuanyuan Wentian spurted blood and felt his whole body was 'heavily' rammed by a tremendous force. He crashed to the ground, and the force didn't stop, causing him to create a deep and long ravine.
SWOOOOSH! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
It was not until Xuanyuan Wentian stabbed the Primordial Sin Divine Sword to the ground that he could stop. And that still gets him on his knees.
Xu Sanshan didn't hold back a bit. His punch is like a thousand meteorites falling from the atmosphere and packed into one.
However, Xu Sanshan was happy that Xuanyuan Wentian didn't die in one punch. It means he could beat him more.
At the same time, the evil spirit inside the Primordial Sin Divine Sword also scolded Xuanyuan Wentian.
'I told you, something is wrong about him. This prince's sense is never wrong.'
'That fellow, he bore a mutated bloodline and cultivated a divine-grade profound art. This prince didn't know where he got the chances, though.'
'Anyway, a tainted bloodline cannot win against my royal's blood!' His mocking voice echoed in Xuanyuan Wentian's head.
Xuanyuan Wentian struggled to stand up because of damaged internal organs and suddenly felt a rush of power from his right hand. No, to be precise, it was from the Primordial Sin Divine Sword.
"What have you done?" Xuanyuan Wentian wiped blood from the corner of his eyes. "Why did I feel my body change so much?"
'Well, the damned seals inside the Primordial Sin Divine Sword are still too strong, so I can't help you much in this situation. But with this, you should be able to win.'
'I have turned your body into that of a half-Devil Race. And not just any clan, but the Eternal Night Devil Clan!' The evil spirit explained.
'Still, it was unstable. So I recommend you get some blood from that thief's descendants. His blood should help you stabilize your condition.'
Xuanyuan Wentian was absorbed in his newfound strength and laughed excitedly, "I see... So, this is the power beyond mortal's realm."
"Hahaha, I'm a GOD NOW!"
'Tsk, you still from being a real god, mongrel.'
'Go! Or you will die from exhaustion.'
Xuanyuan Wentian dragged the Primordial Sin Divine Sword and performed a skillful slash.
[Evil Sin's Swordplay: Devouring World]
An airflow changed with a simple swing, and Xu Sanshan in the sky frowned.
BOOM!
Like a vacuum, Xu Sanshan felt a sucking force from below.
Xu Sanshan clenched his fist and punched the air, "SETTLE DOWN!"
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!
Two forces collided and created a chaotic mess that could shred ordinary monarch-level experts into pieces.
Slash!
Xuanyuan Wentian flashed to Xu Sanshan and drew his sword quickly.
Xu Sanshan reacted calmly and smacked his wrist, redirecting the sword to the ground.
BAM!
The ground shattered yet with another ravine.
However, both sides didn't stop attacking.
In fact, they become more aggressive against each other!
[Art of Tempered Darkness - Sky Tearing Claw]
[Evil Sin's Swordplay: Abyssal Cleave]
Bronze and silver light clashed fiercely.
Shockwave bubbles appeared one after another.
And the ruined holy land becomes even more ruined.
Xu Sanshan's blood boiled every time he injured Xuanyuan Wentian. The sense of liberation felt like a forbidden drug for him.
A grin plastered on Xu Sanshan's face when he exchanged blows with the bastard who made him suffer so much in his life.
On the other hand, Xuanyuan Wentian didn't feel so good. Even though he used the Primordial Sin Divine Sword, he couldn't injure him even a bit.
Xu Sanshan's martial mastery seemingly focused on killing off any possible swordplays.
'I've been refining my martial art to destroy your Mighty Heavenly Sword Region. I've deduced all possible ways to kill the sword techniques you are proud of!' Xu Sanshan landed a solid punch on Xuanyuan Wentian's face.
BAM! Crack!
"AARGH! HOW? HOW DID YOU INJURE ME, A GOD!" Xuanyuan Wentian's nose broke.
"Puny God!" Xu Sanshan snorted while punching Xuanyuan Wentian's body again, leaving no room to breathe.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
Xu Sanshan grabbed Xuanyuan Wentian's head and smashed him against the ground, dragging him across a hundred miles. And he made sure that miles were 'thoroughly' filled with misery by injecting [Art of Tempered Darkness] into Xuanyuan Wentian's body.
Seeing a mountain, Xu Sanshan smiled at the bloodied Xuanyuan Wentian and tossed him at the mountain.
BOOOOM!
The mountain was 'instantly' reduced to rubble.
"Get over here!" Xu Sanshan stomped the Primordial Sin Divine Sword, which was about to return to Xuanyuan Wentian's side.
BAM!
'You bastard descendant of a thief!' The evil spirit cursed at Xu Sanshan.
'You will regret this. Once I get out of this damned sword, your fate is 'ultimately' sealed!'
"Haha, hahaha~!" Xu Sanshan laughed out loud.
"Try me, you little bitch!"
"I don't care if you're an ancient devil or not. What makes you think you're stronger than my GRANDSON!"
'Grrr...' The evil spirit grumbled.
Although he didn't know who Xu Sanshan's grandson was, he couldn't help but be wary of such an individual because of how confident this bastard was.
"Hmm?" Xu Sanshan looked at the area where he tossed Xuanyuan Wentian and saw thunderclouds gathered above him.
"Is he going to gamble and break through to the Divine Origin Realm?"
"Well, so much for a crazy bastard."
"Fine, I will let you rise higher, and you can fall even deeper."
KABOOM!
A thunderstrike fell on Xuanyuan Wentian. And he endured it out of pure craziness. After a few seconds, his aura rose to the 1st Level of the Divine Origin Realm.
"It's time for you to die..." Xuanyuan Wentian said with a battered body and pig-like head.
Xu Sanshan chuckled, "Come and show me your worst."
Xuanyuan Wentian condensed a long sword from his profound energy and pointed it at Xu Sanshan.
"DIE!!" He slashed with all his might.
Watching an immense energy sword flying toward him, Xu Sanshan showed absolute confidence.
Xu Sanshan buried his feet on the ground and pulled his left arm while a massive beast appeared behind him. This beast is over one hundred feet long with a bear-like body and a rhino's head. The most eye-catching trait is the heavy armor that covers its gigantic body.
The armor has these ancient runes. These runes also appeared on Xu Sanshan's left arm.
[Art of Tempered Darkness - Final Move: Big Bang!]
As Xu Sanshan dragged his left arm forward, the space-time around him and Xuanyuan Wentian froze. Darkness enveloped them, and then an explosion happened.
And it's not your ordinary explosion.
The explosion Xu Sanshan caused rapidly expanded as he smashed the air. The ground below him cracked and turned a several hundred-kilometer hole.
ROAR!
The beast behind Xu Sanshan roared.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
Xu Sanshan's punch crushed Xuanyuan Wentian's energy sword and hit his body like nothing ever before.
BAM! Crack!
Xuanyuan Wentian's fragile body was sent flying to the sky and crashed on the moon. The truth is that Xuanyuan Wentian has long died from the discharge of Xu Sanshan's punch alone, and now his body slowly turned into dust.
The moon cracked slightly. And that's just from the remaining force of Xu Sanshan's punch.
"Haa..."
"Haa..."
"HAHAHAHA~!" Xu Sanshan laughed despite his exhaustion. He used all his energy and frustration on that punch.
And it was worth it!
He gazed at the cracked moon and clasped his hand, praying for his ancestors.
A sense of relief washed his body.
"Ancestor, I, the 8th Leader of the Eternal Night Royal Family, have avenged you all!" He cried emotionally.