Reincarnated into World of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths

As Long Chen was tired a bit expending huge amount of energy, one-fourth of his total Astral Qi, a teleportation portal suddenly appeared in void and violently expanded.

A heaven-encompassing hand appeared, and a large finger hundreds of meters long jabbed down on Long Chen.

Long Chen's comrades and all of those who truly card for Righteous Path were horrified while those against of the 108th- Xuantian Monastery and Righteous Path were smiling with joy. And it wasn't just them. Other than Elders of Xuantian Monastery, Dragon Blood Legion and Gui Yan, everyone else was completely overwhelmed with horror, unable to move in the slightest in front of that large hand.

For them, it was as if the entire world had frozen. Even all their breathing and heartbeats had stopped. In front of that hand, they could only wait to die.

It looked just like a huge divinity's hand. Just its finger almost caused their prowess and Will to break with the overwhelming energy being released.

That huge hand descended, breaking apart the vast sky. Long Chen felt a terrifying energy hit him, but remained unwavering using it to temper his will and body while keeping a smile on his face knowing what was about to happen.

Just as the hand was about to hit him, a yelling voice resounded, "Wu Li, your claw has really stretched far today. "

A huge imagery of sword and man seemed to appear as the sword cut apart the blue dome of the sky, slashing down on that hand causing all the clouds around hundreds of miles to disappear…

"LING YUN-ZI!" An angry roar rang out from the teleportation portal as the person who used the technique to attack Long Chen with Xuantian Essence had his real hands chopped off bleeding and in intense pain.

People then noticed there were cracks in the void and not that of using a Spatial Teleportation Portal but that of pure cracks caused by one's Cultivation and Prowess. Sword's Will was being felt to everyone from the void crack.

It was non-other than Sect Leader Ling Yunzi who had come out of the Void with a huge Celestial Manifestation of Starry Sky River and A Heavenly Sword Diagram behind of him with a Revolving Sea.

All of the Elders and Righteous Path Disciples, excluding those from the 108th – Xuantian Monastery, as they have come to realize that Sect Leader Ling Yun Zi has broken through to the Sea Forming Realm.

"Impossible! He… he broke through?!"

The culprit's, Wu Li's, voice trembled with fury and fear—not only had his technique been severed with ease, but his arch-enemy, Ling Yunzi, had finally surpassed him in Cultivation and reached the Sea-Forming Realm. And more than that, his Sword Intent had ascended beyond and broken through to the level of Sword Essence, making him a true force to be reckoned with. The overwhelming sharpness of his blade carried a power that could erase his very existence.

A heavy silence followed, thick with disbelief. But before uncertainty could take hold, Long Chen's voice rang out, cutting through the hesitation like a blade.

"There's no need to falter. The battle isn't over! Forward, for victory!"

His words ignited a fire in the hearts of the Dragon Blood Legion—his brothers and sisters and comrades, the warriors of the 108th Xuantian Monastery, along with the other forces of the Righteous Path. Their morale soared, and with a resounding battle cry, they charged toward the forces of the Evil Path, determined to strike them down once and for all.

As soon as he finished saying that, Long Chen moved like a phantom. Having been free from Wu Li's deadly grasp, he surged forward with terrifying speed covering a mile in an instant. His target was set—Yin Luo, the sinister pawn of the Corrupt Path and one of the most who had long plagued the Righteous Path.

Yin Luo barely had time to react. His shocked face twisted into a grimace of horror as Long Chen's hand grabbed Yin Luo by his neck.

The battlefield was soaked in blood, the scent of steel and death thick in the air. The sky above the battlefield burned with the last light of dusk, casting eerie shadows over the corpses littering the ground. At the heart of it all stood Long Chen, his crimson eyes locked onto Yin Luo, the greatest genius of the Corrupt Path.

Once hailed as an unparalleled prodigy, Yin Luo was now nothing more than a defeated warrior, his body trembling under Long Chen's iron grip. Long Chen's fingers dug into his throat like the claws of an unrelenting beast, cutting off his energy flow, suffocating his once-boundless arrogance.

Yin Luo struggled, calling upon all his strength, his mind racing through every escape technique he had mastered. Qi detonations, teleportation arts, forbidden blood techniques—nothing worked. No matter what he tried, Long Chen's hold remained unbreakable, an unshakable force of will and power.

A cold chuckle escaped Long Chen's lips as he leaned in.

"Yin Luo," he whispered, his voice like the edge of a blade, "where's that supreme arrogance of yours? The one who called himself the future ruler of the Su Prefecture? The greatest genius of the Corrupt Path? Is this all that title is worth?"

Yin Luo's eyes blazed with fury, "You think you've won?! If you kill me, the Corrupt Path will never forgive you! You'll be hunted for the rest of your life!"

Long Chen's grip tightened, making Yin Luo choke in pain.

"Forgiveness?" Long Chen scoffed. "The Corrupt Path has already damned itself. Your sins run deeper than any river of blood."

His voice grew darker, each word carrying the weight of the innocent lives lost to the Corrupt Path's cruelty.

"How many villages have you burned? How many lives have you erased? How many families have you shattered just to feed your ambitions?"

With every accusation, the Nine-Star Will of Annihilation within Long Chen surged, its oppressive aura spreading across the battlefield like a storm. The energy in his palm began seeping into Yin Luo's body, filling him with an unbearable, destructive force.

Yin Luo's screams pierced the air as the essence of annihilation ripped through his meridians, his Qi veins shattering, his soul being torn apart layer by layer.

"KILL ME! END IT NOW!!" Yin Luo begged, his once-proud voice now a desperate, broken wail.

But Long Chen's eyes, now blood-red and burning with fury, showed no mercy as the weight of justice and vengeance fueling his power.

"A swift death is too kind for you."

Energy surged from his grip, and Saber Intent mixed with the pure annihilation force of the Nine-Star Will poured into Yin Luo. The very essence of Long Chen's swordsmanship—an existence that defied even the Heavenly Dao—corrupted Yin Luo's being, eating away at his spirit root, his bloodline, his very soul.

From the side, Wu Li, Yin Luo's master, unable to move or help, roared in desperation.

"LONG CHEN! STOP! If you kill him, the consequences will be catastrophic! SPARE HIM!"

But Long Chen, his monstrous Will towering like a Demon of judgment: Ashura, turned to Wu Li with a gaze that could freeze the heavens.

"CONSEQUENCES?" he bellowed, his voice echoing across the battlefield. "The only ones who will face consequences are the Corrupt Path! I will not stop until justice is served! I will annihilate all of you… All of you including your God."

Blood Started dripping from all orifices of Long Chen but his Will strengthened and he said, "I won't stop until your fucking God is killed in the Primal World of Sovereign Heaven."

With a final pulse of annihilation energy, Yin Luo's body disintegrated from within. His blood, his Qi, his spirit root—all reduced to pure essence. All that remained was a thick, unholy pool of cursed blood, a fragment of his bloodline, and the lingering echoes of his tortured screams.

"One down. Who's next?"

The tides of war had shifted once more.

The battlefield fell silent. And then, like an unstoppable tide, the Dragon Bloodline charged forth.

Shi Feng, Gu Yan, Wilde, Li Qi, Yu Yong, Su Heng, Chen Hong, Song Ming, Yan Qi and others on offence with Song Mingyuan and others on Défense (With defensive force), the warriors surged forward. Their blades glowed with righteous fury, and their Qi surged like a raging storm, sweeping through the ranks of the Corrupt Path like a divine judgment.

Cries of agony erupted as the forces of the Corrupt Path fell one by one, unable to withstand the sheer might of the Dragon Bloodline. Their once-feared warriors were reduced to nothing but corpses, their blood soaking the soil they once said they ruled.

In the midst of the slaughter, Wu Li, the master of Yin Luo and the sect leader of the Corrupt Path in the Su Prefecture, in front of everyone death had already claimed him. Ling Yunzi's sword flashed like a divine decree, and in an instant—Wu Li was no more.

His body, soul, and everything he had built were erased, leaving no trace of his existence except for his Xuantian Essence.

With their leader fallen, the Corrupt Path crumbled. What was once a force of terror now lay in ruin, their blood staining the battlefield, but yet their sins not repaid in full. Following which Long Chen, his Dragon Blood Legion and Elders of Xuantian Monastery went up ahead and completely erased all of the Corrupt Path strongholds and places from the lands of Su Prefecture.

The once-feared Corrupt Path was no more. Within the Su Prefecture, their strongholds lay in ruins, their once-mighty sects reduced to dust. The battlefield, once filled with their arrogance and cruelty, was now silent—a graveyard of their own making.

The Sect Leader and all of their sect elders, and 2,000,000 disciples had been wiped out, leaving behind nothing but remnants of their dark past.

It's not that all were killed. Long Chen and other elders had used illusion formation as well as Trial from the Starry River of Sky Art to choose those who can reprimand and can have chance to repent and live as a honorable human once again.

The skies above Su Prefecture seemed clearer, as if even the heavens had cleansed themselves of the evil that once lurked below.

The Corrupt Path had finally met its end.

 (To Be Continued....)