In The Primal Chaos, My identity Was Exposed By The Heavens

Chapter 6: The Unparalleled Terror of That Sword

A fierce demonic wind howled on Mount Buzhou, mingling with divine thunder. The peak of Mount Buzhou was connected to the ancient starry sky, adorned with countless stars. In an unexpected turn of events, a shower of crimson rain fell, enveloping the area in an eerie and mysterious blood cloud.

A vague figure emerged, dressed in a striking crimson robe, with white hair and a youthful visage. Between the lines of his brows, he seemed to hold the essence of mountains, rivers, the sun, and the moon. His eyes gleamed crimson, exuding a terrifying aura that dominated heaven and earth.

It was none other than the Lord of Blood Sea, Old Ancestor Minghe!

At this moment, Patriarch Styx held a sword case in his hands and rode a blood-red rainbow as he swiftly approached.

Another astonishing Great Luo powerhouse appeared on Mount Buzhou, killing countless people!

“Old Ancestor Minghe?”

“Why is he intervening in this?!!!”

“Wait, did Patriarch Styx just call himself… Sword Slave??”

“And he even shouted… Master?!!!”

“Patriarch Styx was born in the Blood Sea, so where did he get a master?”

“Who could be his master here…”

With Patriarch Styx’s appearance, the scene erupted into a flurry of discussions, and everyone was in awe.

Following that, the cacophony of voices abruptly ceased. Countless gazes instinctively refocused on Ye Xiu!

“It can’t be… Could the master mentioned by Patriarch Styx be him?!!!”

Many people wore expressions of shock and disbelief.

As if they had just heard a bombshell!

Unsurprisingly, Patriarch Styx floated in front of Ye Xiu…

With a “Plop,” he knelt before him, offering the sword case with the utmost respect and saying, “The sword slave is late. Please forgive me, master!”

“It’s true!”

“The renowned Patriarch Styx willingly became someone else’s sword slave. Unbelievable!”

“Patriarch Styx is also one of the top primordial beings in Honghuang. He dominates the boundless Blood Sea, possesses four hundred eighty-eight million blood divine avatars, and has vast divine abilities. Yet, he has become someone else’s sword slave?!!!”

“Hiss…”

“…”

Voices filled with astonishment and shock echoed throughout Mount Buzhou. Many people were almost dropping their jaws, feeling incredulous. As for the Sanqing and the others, even though they had steady hearts and firm path hearts, they couldn’t help but be stunned when they saw the Great Luo powerhouse, Patriarch Styx, submitting before Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu, on the other hand, didn’t show much emotional fluctuation in response to all this. His lips slightly pursed as he looked at the Patriarch Styx before him, as if he had reunited with a long-lost old friend, feeling a hint of emotion in his heart. At the dawn of creation, before taking refuge on Mount Buzhou, Ye Xiu had traveled the prehistoric lands, guiding the Nascent Styx in the formless sea of blood. He had casually bestowed the divine swords Yuantu and Abi upon him.

Styx had only recently gained intelligence then but deeply remembered Ye Xiu’s kindness. He considered himself a sword slave and, upon attaining divine form, frequently visited Mount Buzhou to pay his respects and show his faith in Ye Xiu.

Since the Endless Yuanhui, Ye Xiu had been silent, disappearing completely, as if he had evaporated from the mortal realm. Patriarch Styx believed he had failed in seclusion and had transcended into the cosmos.

Little did he know…

Ye Xiu was still alive!

……

“Styx, I hope you’ve been well,” Ye Xiu said calmly.

Ignoring the strange and surprised gazes around him, Patriarch Styx received Ye Xiu’s greeting and immediately felt honored. Tears welled up in his eyes as he replied, “Thank you for your concern, Master. I am doing very well!”

“Master, upon learning of your emergence from seclusion, I hurriedly came from the Endless Blood Sea without stopping. Yuantu and Abi have been nurtured to their sharpness. Please, Master, wield the swords and eliminate all enemies in this world!” Patriarch Styx continued, offering the divine swords in his possession.

At this point, the Sanqing and the others present were utterly stunned. Yuantu and Abi were considered supreme killing treasures, and they had always believed that these swords belonged to Patriarch Styx. Little did they expect that Ye Xiu was their true master.

Patriarch Styx’s arrival had added another layer of mystery to Ye Xiu’s already enigmatic persona, making it impossible to fathom his origins. However, Ye Xiu surprised everyone by closing the sword case and not showing any intention to use Yuantu and Abi. He then turned to the Sanqing and the others and calmly stated, “A few juniors like you are not worth mobilizing an army. I only need a single sword qi of emptiness to suppress you all…”

His words were filled with confidence and an air of superiority, causing the Sanqing and the others to feel belittled. They couldn’t believe that even a single sword aura from Ye Xiu could be so powerful.

Despite their shock, the Sanqing, Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Nüwa, Fuxi, Hongyun, and Zhenyuanzi collectively shouted, “Please, senior, unleash your sword!”

In an instant, a series of clear and resonant sword chants filled the air, as if echoing from the depths of the universe. Ye Xiu’s long hair swayed behind him, but his expression remained unchanged.

With a slight movement of his wrist, his fingers formed a sword posture, and he traced a bewitching arc in the air. Suddenly, thunder spread and electric flashes filled the surroundings. The onlookers felt a painful surge of brightness, followed by bone-chilling cold. That single sword was unparalleled in terror, with a blazing edge illuminating vast landscapes, leaving everyone in awe.