Chapter 3574

He cast a chilly glare at Zeke, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You'd rather die than submit? How does that make you any different from the stubborn folks of ancient times? We're on the brink of reaching Eternal Class, holding Heaven's Rule in our hands. Racial standpoints are meaningless now. Would I ever treat you unfairly if you worked obediently for me? Luckily, your friend betrayed you. Otherwise, I would've waited in vain for ages without any news from you, Zeke, wouldn't I?” The spiritual pryncyp of Emerald Sword God wasn't about any sort of conflict between orthodox and demonic factions. He didn't care about taking a stance. It was all irrelevant to him. He merely knew that only after transcending in strength could he truly control everything. What he sought after was the ultimate transcendence of Great Pryncyp, not any Lparticular stance. He waved at Nine-Tailed Enchantress, saying, "Keep up the good work. There will be at reward for you next." "Thank you!" Nine-Tailed Enchantress turned around, letting out a mocking laugh in Zeke's direction, before stepping back into the teleportation passage to leave. At that moment, the atmosphere was stifling. The twilight zone of the Ancient Graveyard felt eerily similar to hell, instilling an unparalleled sense of dread. Across the vast, earthy terrain, an ancient and melancholic aura lingered. Zeke looked up at Emerald Sword God, unable to suppress a chuckle. "Lord Emerald Sword, I never thought you'd be this kind of person. To think you don't feel the slightest aversion for such a betrayal of trust." "You don't need to concern yourself with what kind of person I am," said Emerald Sword God, a cold smirk playing on his lips as he reached out toward Demon Star. "No! Lord Emerald Sword, I-" Before Demon Star could finish speaking, his vital energy began to wither and crumble. At the center of Emerald Sword God's forehead, a tiny emerald sword materialized. It darted straight into his body, beginning to draw in his vital energy. "Ah!" Demon Star's face contorted as if the meridians within his body were about to burst out. In the blink of an eye, all that was left was a single, broken skeletal remnant.

The emerald sword returned to Emerald Sword God's forehead, infusing him with a bit more vital energy. He looked again at Zeke, preparing to make his move. Zeke gave a bitter smile. If death was the price to pay, so be it. As long as it could offer Lacey a glimmer of hope, he felt no loss whatsoever. Just then, the ancient war bell rang out once more. Emerald Sword God frowned as he looked toward the area behind him—the same region Zeke had previously encountered: the Worldly Palace. The sound seemed to have emanated from the Worldly Palace. "I've been ordered to deprave you!" A crisp, cold voice echoed from the Worldly Palace. Then, a radiant red light, tearing through the vast emptiness from afar, approached swiftly. The newcomer, wearing a red butterfly mask, revealed a soft, fair chin beneath it. Her red lips curved into a cold, mocking smile. Clad in a crimson suit of armor, she wielded a golden spear. "Palace protector, are there awakened spirits. in the Worldly Palace as well?" Emerald Sword God asked in surprise. In response to his words was a piercing chill. The spear was hurled toward him. "Lord Emerald Sword, you've been depraved!" "How audacious!" Emerald Sword God was suddenly filled with rage, drawing his emerald sword and swinging it fiercely. The sword light swiftly obliterated the opponent's attack. Emerald Sword God was about to flee with Zeke, but he noticed the Worldly Palace behind them quiver twice as if a terrifying aura was about to burst forth. Suddenly, he paused, taking a deep breath as a hint of apprehension flickered in his eyes. The palace protector said sternly, "My master demands you to release him! For many years, she hadn't felt any vital energy. She needs to understand the past, present, and future and requires vital energy and someone who holds the memories of the present. Luckily, you possess exactly that!" "You!" Emerald Sword God grimaced. A moment later, he unceremoniously tossed Zeke aside. "Here, stop saying I've been depraved! We're all Eternal Class warriors striving for awakening. None of us owes anything to the other!" After he finished speaking, he rode his sword and flew off into the distance.