Chapter 470: Nothing at All

How powerful is the Sword Light unleashed by the Primordial Power combined with peerless sword dao?

To be honest, Lu Ye had never tried it before. Since obtaining the Primordial Power, this was actually the first time he was truly engaged in combat.

The previous encounters with those children didn’t count—Lu Ye was just humoring them. And when attacking the Dark Origin, he had the Providence’s blessing, but the gap between him and the Dark Origin was so vast that the effects of the Primordial Power were completely unnoticeable.

When fighting Lin Wuye, he used the Celestial Lord Fist, and he was pleased with the outcome.

Now was the time to properly demonstrate the power of the Primordial Power.

The Innate Demon Infant’s face twisted in alarm the moment the Hundred Sons Return to Heaven technique was disrupted.

As Sword Light howling like tortured spirits swept in, there were few screams—but limbs rained down.

In an instant, more than half of the Void Realm cultivators fell dead instantly.

Lu Ye swung his stone sword, his figure blurred out of existence in a flash as a massive Sword Light swept forth.

"Roar!"

The Hundred Sons Return to Heaven technique frantically stabilized, but the Sword Light had already surged forward.

Schlick!

Over a dozen people were simultaneously cut clean in half.

The Sword Light gave them no chance to survive, erasing their very souls.

Out of a hundred Void Realm cultivators, barely a dozen survived.

With the Hundred Sons Return to Heaven technique fully restored, the Innate Demon Infant seethed with rage and disbelief. With a bestial snarl, he charged at Lu Ye.

His methods were indeed terrifying—before Lu Ye could react, demonic energy constricted him like a serpent.

A crippling weakness washed over him.

Yet Lu Ye still held his ground, sword steady, the Sword Light shredding the demonic coils.

A dozen Void Realm cultivators suddenly vanished, only to reappear moments later, attacking Lu Ye from all directions through the void.

Standing alone at the center, Lu Ye wielded his sword and fist to parry every strike from every side.

Countless figures flickered unpredictably around him, yet Lu Ye stood unshaken.

Suddenly, Lu Ye disappeared.

A Sword Light pierced through one figure, hurling them miles away in an instant, their body split open.

Runes flared to life beneath Lu Ye’s feet as a dozen figures simultaneously formed hand seals. A massive black beam shot upward from below, soaring into the depths of the void.

Yet Lu Ye merely took a step back, an otherworldly bloom blossoming beneath his feet as his figure reappeared at his initial position.

The two combatants employed a barrage of arts, though most lacked sufficient force, with many attacks only unleashing their weakest potential.

It was clear that all the Divine Abilities used were of the highest caliber.

Lu Ye’s figure turned ghostly, the Sword Light becoming eerie and unpredictable, while countless afterimages made it impossible to distinguish the real from the illusory.

Layers of black ripples spread, as if the void itself had bloomed into a pure black flower—yet still, demonic beings had their souls seized by the Sword Light.

The Innate Demon Infant erupted in primal fury, and the shrieking wail of an infant suddenly rang out.

This cry carried an immensely powerful, soul-rending force.

Yet Lu Ye remained unaffected, taking another life with chilling indifference.

The Human Emperor Banner had already been protecting Lu Ye's soul.

The divided forces stood no chance against Lu Ye—his sword energy was too fierce, too sharp. Though his movements were spectral, the moment he struck, it was utterly unstoppable.

Realizing this was a losing battle, the Innate Demon Infant, despite having only eleven Void Realm members left, resolutely activated the Hundred Demon God Formation!

An eerie, ancient incantation arose, as if ancient beings were calling upon deities from primordial times.

Lu Ye centered his qi, and all his afterimages merged back into his body.

A world-shaking sword intent surged around him, its sheer momentum forming a heaven-piercing greatsword above his head.

The stone blade resonated.

An endless stream of Primordial Power, honed to its sharpest edge, coursed through the stone sword.

The spectral manifestation of the Innate Demon Infant appeared in the void—just a mere projection, yet it radiated a terrifying aura that made the very heavens tremble and souls quake.

He seemed like the source of all evil, the end of all destruction.

Exalted and untouchable, he was too terrible for mortal eyes to behold.

A mere wisp of an Emperor's presence was enough to snuff out mortal lives—an existence unimaginable by mere thought.

But to Lu Ye, it was worthless.

In his past life, when he shattered the opponent's body and Dao Fruit, it proved that even an Emperor could be killed—and die!

The Innate Demon Infant's visage twisted with inhuman fury.

He had never underestimated Lu Ye, yet the outcome still defied all his calculations.

The Hundred Sons Return to Heaven technique, unbroken for countless years, had been sundered by Lu Ye at first contact.

Now, Lu Ye's intent was clear.

One move to decide victory!

And this, too, aligned perfectly with the Innate Demon Infant's will!

At this moment, a multitude of eyes blossomed within the Innate Demon Infant's own—his pupils seemed to contain a vast world imprisoning innumerable children, long warped by endless torment. Their once-clear eyes had turned cruel and twisted.

Myriad baleful stares locked onto Lu Ye.

The aura of an Emperor's Dao suffused the battlefield.

For this strike, both unleashed Divine Abilities of the Emperor's level.

"Supreme!"

"Instant Kill!"

They thundered simultaneously.

"Kaboom!"

The Emperor's formless Dao power collided first.

A jet-black energy beam, filled with malicious hatred, shot toward Lu Ye.

At this moment, Lu Ye's body disappeared completely, completely merging into the stone sword. Only a single stone sword remained, carrying a peerless, supreme energy as it charged toward the black beam.

It happened too fast.

There was no chance to react—they crashed into each other brutally.

"Boom!"

Upon impact, the Sword Light did not pause for even a fraction of a second. Without the slightest hesitation, it shattered the black beam with overwhelming force, blazing even brighter as it streaked through the Void Realm, exuding an unstoppable, godlike power.

With a single strike, the Innate Demon Infant's phantom was completely annihilated.

Victory!

Not so fast!

Lu Ye's figure appeared where the Innate Demon Infant's phantom had been moments ago, his gaze lowering toward the eleven Void Realm experts below, who were gradually coming to their senses.

This was a Void Realm demon elite...

They had been told, repeatedly, that Lu Ye was insanely powerful, and that they should never oppose him.

But they hadn’t believed it. Now they know!

If only they'd listened! The problem was—they were about to die. They were dead meat!

Talk about bad luck!

They had fled to the outer realms to hide, yet now they had been forcibly dragged back to their deaths...

Some "Progenitor" he turned out to be!

The Innate Demon Infant? Total garbage!

Most of the eleven demonic Void Realm experts wore expressions of sheepish, pained grins.

"Lu Ye, look, if we told you we were forced into this? Would you believe us?"

"I believe you!"

"Then... can we leave? If you let us go, we’ll send you treasures as ransom!"

Lu Ye sighed.

"You ARE the treasure!"

With a battle cry, Lu Ye lunged forward, Sword Light flashing as he struck.

One by one, the figures fell.

Finally, as the last one collapsed, Lu Ye turned his gaze toward the dark energy pulsing in the distance.