This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1111 - 514: The Three Pure Ones and Chaos Sea Pirates_2

"This is a Great Returning Pill personally refined by this humble Daoist. Although it can't compare to the legendary Nine Revolutions Golden Pill, its effects are not bad either."

"Keep it well, we'll be on our way first!"

With that said, Taishang flicked his sleeve, and golden light surged forth.

The Divine Generals had not yet reacted before they were sent away.

"Not bad, not bad. Old Li, your style is becoming more and more methodical!" Xuanqing nodded his head.

He turned his head to look at the One-eyed Daoist and said irritably, "Every time you cause trouble, I have to clean up after you."

"Can't you try a different way?"

"I'm very busy too, you know?"

Xuanqing merely chuckled.

He adjusted his eyepatch, threw the heavy sack on his back to the ground, then sat on it with one leg crossed over the other.

"Hey, Old Li, you can't say that."

"Aren't I helping you gather 'Alchemy Materials'?"

Taishang looked disdainful.

"Who wants your worthless junk?"

Saying this, he pushed Xuanqing aside, opened the sack, and carefully picked through the "trash".

After selecting a few valuable items, Taishang grinned and said:

"Of course, if you're giving it, I'll definitely accept it."

"Consider it payment for the troubles you make me handle each time!"

Xuanqing waved his hand: "Take it, take it!"

"Don't delay my environmental protection efforts."

He stood up, tied up the sack opening, hoisted it over his shoulder, and left.

Taishang also mounted the Green Bull again, happily riding off.

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In another powerful universe founded on the Sword Dao.

However, under the invasion of the Chaos Demon God, it had long turned into a desolate land filled with endless Sword Qi and the aura of death.

Countless broken Divine Swords, Immortal Swords, and Demon Swords stood planted like tombstones across the vast Star Sea.

At this moment, a handsome Daoist in a cyan Daoist robe, carrying an Ancient Sword on his back, was walking slowly through this land of death, the Sword Tomb.

Every step he took, endless Sword Dao Runes appeared and vanished beneath his feet.

The violent Sword Qi Storms around him, powerful enough to tear apart a Daluo Golden Immortal, calmed gingerly within three feet of his body like docile sheep.

Suddenly, his footsteps halted slightly.

He raised his head and looked forward.

At the deepest part of the Sword Tomb, atop a vast Sword Mountain formed from billions of broken swords, a Demon God sat cross-legged.

The Demon God wore a black, fitted outfit typical of a swordsman, with a stern face and closed eyes.

A pitch-black Demon Sword, filled with endless destruction and the essence of the end, lay horizontally upon his knees.

He is the Sword Demon God, among the Chaos Three Thousand Demon Gods, who holds mastery over the 'Sword Dao'!

He seemed indifferent to the arrival of this uninvited guest.

Daoist Lord Yu Chen looked at the Demon God and asked, "Daoist, are you pretending to be a master by not speaking?"

As his calm words came out, the ancient and unsheathed longsword behind him suddenly emitted a clear, resonant sword cry that could cause heaven and earth to lose their color!

Buzz——

The Sword Demon God sitting atop Sword Mountain trembled violently!

He slowly opened eyes that were darker and colder than the abyss!

"Who are you?"

His voice was hoarse yet held a metallic quality, each word like an invisible sharp blade piercing into the very soul of the lean Daoist.

The lean Daoist merely smiled at these words, bowed slightly towards the Sword Demon God, and said slowly, "Heavenly Sword Saint, at your service, Daoist."

"Today, passing through this place, I felt a sense of loneliness seeing you sitting here alone through the ages."

"I came specifically to seek advice from you, Daoist."

"And incidentally, to demand justice for the countless souls unjustly slain by your sword."

"Advice?"

The Sword Demon God heard this and a cold, mocking smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Just you?"

In the moment his voice fell, he did not even make any motion!

Just one gaze!

In that instant, the entire graveyard of swords seemed to come alive!

The billions of broken swords filling the Star Sea seemed to respond to some mysterious call at that moment!

They all emitted a mournful sword cry filled with endless resentment and the intention to slaughter!

Then, they transformed into a sword blade storm of destruction powerful enough to tear apart the Great Thousand Universe, furiously sweeping towards the self-proclaimed "Du E" lean Daoist!

However, in the face of this world-ending attack, the lean Daoist didn't even flinch or blink.

He simply extended his two fingers slowly.

Configured his fingers like a sword!

Then, lightly slashed forward at the approaching sword blade storm.

There was no resounding boom that shook the heavens.

There were no phenomena of Laws shattering.

The terrifying sword blade storm, enough to make any Daluo Golden Immortal change their expression, was inexplicably split in two, as if by a giant invisible hand!

All the Sword Qi, all the slaughter, all the resentment…

Were completely severed and pacified by this single slash!

"What?!"

For the first time, shock and disbelief appeared on the Sword Demon God's face!

At this moment, an exasperated and lazy voice abruptly sounded from behind the lean Daoist.

"I say, Old Third, do you always have to make such a dashing entrance every time?"