I Have A Sword

Everyone in the hall was shocked to hear these words. Ruler Qi, who was seated at the helm, slowly stood up and smiled. "Everyone, let's go meet this Multiverse Emperor."

With that, she led the group out of the hall.

In the sky, Ruler Qi and the powerful experts ascended to the clouds. Ahead of them, on a vast sea of clouds, stood a middle-aged man.

However, he wasn't the Multiverse Emperor. He was Yongheng Wu, the Clan Leader of the Timeless Clan. Two mysterious figures dressed in black robes stood behind him, and they were exuding an aura so mysterious that their strength and presence couldn't be discerned at all.

Seeing that the Multiverse Emperor was absent, Ruler Qi frowned.

Yongheng Wu glanced at both Ruler Qi and Yama Dharmaraja and said calmly, "I must admit, your choice surprises me."

Yama Dharmaraja smiled and replied, "Some prefer to bend the knee, while others prefer to stand. Isn't that normal?"

Yama Dharmaraja's mockery didn't anger Yongheng Wu at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "There are some who wish to bend the knee but won't even get the chance."

He then turned his gaze to Ye Guan and said, "Weren't you going to get help? Where is your help?"

Ye Guan glanced at him and asked nonchalantly, "Are you here to chat or fight?"

Yongheng Wu laughed out loud. "Quite bold, aren't you?"

With that, he waved his hand.

Boom!

Spacetime behind him tore apart, and dozens of golden Great Dao strands, each tens of thousands of meters wide, appeared. Terrifying auras surged forward like a tidal wave. At the same time, the heavens and stars trembled violently, as if the entire universe was undergoing a massive earthquake, shaking the very core of all who witnessed it.

Soon, tens of thousands of cavalry soldiers, clad in thick golden armor, charged forth.

The Timeless Sacred Knights!

A devastating and overwhelming aura descended, and it was like mountains were collapsing, crushing everything in their path. Space and time churned in their wake.

The knights were wearing the most powerful battle armor of the Timeless Civilization, forged from cosmic star crystals. Each set of armor housed over a hundred thousand arrays, combining both offense and defense capabilities, and also possessed extraordinary self-repairing abilities.

Even for the Timeless Civilization, it would take them a millennium to forge just one set of this armor.

As ten thousand Timeless Sacred Knights charged forth, the entire world shook uncontrollably, and reality itself began to blur and become transparent. Behind these knights, hundreds of thousands of top-tier experts from the Timeless Civilization followed closely.

Witnessing this scene, both Ruler Qi and Yama Dharmaraja's expressions turned grim. The Timeless Clan had mobilized all their elite forces. This was clearly going to be a fight to the death.

Yama Dharmaraja wasted no time. He shouted angrily, "Where are the Gui Zhe Guards?"

"Present!"

Suddenly, countless roars erupted from the space behind him, and spacetime was torn apart. Over ten thousand guards clad in black armor and wielding spears marched out in unison from the rift—the Gui Zhe Guards!

The Gui Zhe Guards were the most elite armed force of the Gui Zhe Civilization, a unit formed by recruiting the most powerful people in their universe region.

In terms of strength, they were in no way inferior to the Timeless Sacred Knights.

Behind these warriors, countless top-tier experts of the Gui Zhe Civilization emerged as well.

Ruler Qi smiled and called out, "Where is the Devourer Army?"

"Present!" Thunderous roars echoed in response. In the next moment, the sky to the left of Ruler Qi split open, and over ten thousand guards clad in blazing red armor marched out. Each of them had piercing gazes and radiated a terrifying killing intent.

The Devourer Army was currently the most powerful army of the Devourer Civilization. At the forefront stood a white-robed swordsman who carried a sword box on his back.

As they advanced, more and more top-tier experts from the Devourer Civilization appeared in the surroundings.

Though outnumbered two to one, Yongheng Wu showed no sign of fear. Instead, he smiled and said, "So, you've brought out all your elites as well?"

Ruler Qi stared at him and said, "Yongheng Wu, if our three civilizations unite, why would we be afraid of the Multiverse Emperor?"

Yongheng Wu shook his head, a look of pity in his eyes. "You are ignorant."

Ruler Qi frowned.

Yongheng Wu then turned his gaze to Ye Guan and said, "Where are your people? To be honest, I'm more interested in who your backing is."

Ye Guan thought for a moment and replied, "The last person to say that was the High Priest of the Great Sorcerer Clan. I think the weeds should have grown out of his grave by now."

"Haha!" Yongheng Wu laughed heartily. Then, he said, "I really like your calm and arrogant attitude. But that makes it all the more enjoyable. Watching your arrogance turn into despair will be very satisfying later on."

Yama Dharmaraja chuckled and said, "Yongheng Wu, as I recall, you've never been one for idle chatter. Why are you so talkative today?"

Yongheng Wu merely smiled. "Let's see if you can still speak so boldly in a little while."

"Charge!" Yama Dharmaraja commanded, his eyes narrowing.

The battle commenced. The guards of the Gui Zhe Civilization behind him prepared to strike, but just as they were about to charge out, an invisible pressure descended from the heavens, enveloping everyone.

The expressions of Yama Dharmaraja and the others changed instantly.

Rumble!

In the distance, spacetime suddenly tore apart, and a middle-aged man slowly emerged. He was dressed in a simple white-colored robe, with thick eyebrows and a deep, penetrating gaze.

It was the Multiverse Emperor!

As soon as he appeared, the atmosphere grew tense. Yongheng Wu immediately bowed deeply in reverence, and the Timeless Clansmen behind him followed suit, paying their respects.

Ruler Qi and Yama Dharmaraja's gazes turned serious, for they could not tell just how powerful the Multiverse Emperor was. His strength was imperceptible.

The Multiverse Emperor glanced briefly at Ye Guan, then turned his gaze to both of them and said, "You are not my match. Don't waste your time. Summon the Ancestors of your civilizations directly."

Yama Dharmaraja and Ruler Qi exchanged a look. Without hesitation, both raised their palms, sending beams of light shooting into the sky. The next moment, two terrifying auras emerged from those beams of light.

To the left appeared an elderly man dressed in white. He looked frail but had an extremely sharp gaze. As soon as he appeared, those from the Devourer Civilization hurriedly bowed in respect. He was Gu Xiu, the founding ancestor of the Devourer Civilization.

A middle-aged man in a black robe stood on his right. He was tall and stood ramrod straight; his piercing eyes seemed capable of seeing into one's soul. He was Gui Yuqi, the Founding Ancestor of the Gui Zhe Civilization.

The people from the Gui Zhe Civilization bowed respectfully upon seeing Gui Yuqi; Yama Dharmaraja did the same. However, both Gui Yuqi and Gu Xiu ignored their people and looked down at the Multiverse Emperor.

To everyone's horror, they bowed deeply to him and said, "Greetings, Master."

Everyone froze in disbelief. Yama Dharmaraja and Ruler Qi's eyes widened in astonishment, their faces filled with utter incredulity at the scene unfolding before them.

"Master"? The founding ancestors of the Gui Zhe and Devourer Civilizations were disciples of the Multiverse Emperor? What's happening?

"Little Gui, Little Gu, who would have thought that we'd meet again like this…" The Multiverse Emperor laughed. He then glanced at Yama Dharmaraja, Ruler Qi, and the others in the distance and said, "It seems your descendants have decided to join forces today to oppose me."

Gui Yuqi and Gu Xiu's expressions changed instantly. Gu Xiu quickly turned toward the people from the Devourer Civilization and shouted, "Kneel!"

Those words left them dumbfounded. They hesitated, unsure of what to do, and looked at Ruler Qi for guidance. Her face darkened, for even she had not expected her founding ancestor to be a disciple of the Multiverse Emperor.

Seeing the cultivators of the Devourer Civilization all looking at Ruler Qi, Gu Xiu's gaze gradually turned cold. He glared at Ruler Qi and said, "Kneel now, and you might still have a chance to live."

"I surrender!" One of the Devourer Civilization cultivators rushed forward and immediately knelt down.

Soon, more and more people joined in, kneeling one after another. If even their civilization's founder was a disciple of the Multiverse Emperor, how could they fight this battle? It would be a suicide mission.

In no time at all, apart from Ruler Qi and the white-robed swordsman, Bai Xiang, the Devourer Civilization elites had knelt down.

Complete submission.

Gu Xiu's eyes, cold as ice, remained fixed on Ruler Qi.

On the other side, before Gui Yuqi could even speak, the elites of the Gui Zhe Civilization had already hurried to kneel before him, shouting, "Greetings, Ancestor!"

Originally, they were hopeful. After all, in their minds, if the two civilizations united, they could stand a chance fighting against the Multiverse Emperor. It would be a two-against-one battle, and with their founding ancestors on their side, they were in an advantageous position.

After learning that their ancestors were disciples of the Multiverse Emperor, however, their hope turned to despair. They simply could not see how they could win this. It was better to surrender right now.

When the rogue cultivators saw that, they also chose to surrender.

In the end, only three remained on Ye Guan's side—Ruler Qi, Yama Dharmaraja, and Bai Xiang.

Ruler Qi glanced sideways at Ye Guan and said, "We can't win this."

After saying that, she began walking toward the Multiverse Emperor and his forces with Bai Xiang. After taking a few steps, she turned her head to look at Ye Guan.

Ye Guan smiled faintly at her and said, "I understand."

Ruler Qi stared at him and extended her hand, saying, "Come with us."

However, Ye Guan shook his head.

A trace of regret flashed in her eyes, but she said nothing more. She withdrew her hand and led Bai Xiang to stand behind the Multiverse Emperor.

They had different paths and different destinies. Although she admired this young swordsman, for her, nothing was more important than survival and the pursuit of the Dao. Everything else was insignificant.

Ye Guan turned to look at Yama Dharmaraja and smiled, saying, "Senior Yama, I understand if you want to switch sides."

Yama Dharmaraja was silent for a moment before he apologized, "Young Master Ye, I'm sorry."

Then, he slowly walked toward the Multiverse Emperor in the distance.

He knew that the lady in the plain skirt was extremely powerful, but upon realizing that the founders of their civilizations were disciples of the Multiverse Emperor, he couldn't see how they could fight against the Multiverse Emperor.

Staying on Ye Guan's side was a foolish idea. It would be foolish to pursue something that one knew was impossible to achieve. A wise person knew how to adapt. Survival had to take precedence over anything else.

Ye Guan was left all by himself.

The Multiverse Emperor looked at him and asked, "How about this? If you're willing to kneel, I'll give you a chance to live. The choice is yours."

Ye Guan laughed out loud. "I prefer to stand."

The Multiverse Emperor was not surprised, and he smiled. "Such spirit. Very well. In that case, you may strike first."

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Just then, a lady suddenly appeared in front of Ye Guan.

She was none other than Fu Wu.

"I'll handle this battle," Fu Wu remarked. With a sword in hand, she walked slowly toward the Multiverse Emperor and his forces.

She was dressed in a long white dress; she was alone with nothing but a sword in hand, and she was about to face an army of millions.