Chapter 949: Just for the Orthodoxy
"die!"

Just when Pan Huang blocked the way of Jiutian Sect, on the other side above Jiutian, the piercing roar of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor rang out again.

Rumble!
The sword energy roared like thunder, and the Qiankun sword in Tianjianzi's hand shook violently. This treasure of the innate spiritual treasure level was actually flicked away by the sword finger of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor. Tianjianzi's body trembled, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Ancestor!"

Many sword practitioners of the Tianjian Sect shouted in grief and anger, and countless sword lights rushed over, trying to block the sword energy of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor.

"You guys are sending it to my door!"

The Sword-Devouring Ancestor laughed, and the Dominating Sword Energy that was surging forward dispersed with great spirituality. More than half of it bypassed Tian Jianzi and attacked the Tian Jian Sect's disciples behind him.

Chi chi chi...!
Immediately there was a series of light noises, and dozens of Tianjian Sect sword practitioners who were unable to dodge were pierced through by the sword energy and turned into ashes on the spot!
Swish!
The Sword-Eating Ancestor reached out his big hand and grabbed the sword talents left behind by these dozens of sword cultivators after their death. In front of the Sword-Eating Ancestor, the invisible existence of sword talents seemed to have substance. This was the Sword-Eating Ancestor's innate magical power that was called the nightmare of sword cultivators.

Opening his mouth to devour the talents of dozens of sword cultivators, the Sword Devouring Ancestor's eyes flashed with brilliance. He greedily stared at Tian Jianzi opposite him and said with a smile: "As expected, you are worthy of being the world's number one sword sect. Any one of your disciples is a peerless genius. This kind of sword talent is exactly what this ancestor needs. If it's not enough, all of you must die!"

The demon's murderous intent solidified into reality, and even the sword behind him turned blood red, emitting a terrifying murderous aura.

"You are no match for him. Go quickly. The future of the sword art of this world depends on you. Don't let the sword art of this world be cut off because of a momentary outburst of anger!"

Tian Jianzi's eyes flashed with supreme determination and filled with the determination to die. He loudly stopped the many disciples behind him who wanted to rush up to besiege the Sword-Devouring Ancestor, and asked them to leave quickly.

“Hahahaha, go? Where are you going? Tian Jianzi, if anyone escapes today, I will capture you and pull out your soul in front of countless people in the Thirty-Six States. I will burn it with devil fire and let the Thirty-Six States hear the wailing of your soul!”

"Devil! How dare you!"

This extremely cruel threat made the disciples of Tianjian Sect's eyes red. In their hearts, Tianjianzi was a highly respected ancestor of swordsmanship, so how could they allow the Sword-Shining Ancestor to torture and humiliate them like this!

Sure enough, after the Sword-Devouring Ancestor said this, none of the disciples of the Tianjian Sect followed Tianjianzi's words and fled. Instead, they all rushed towards the Sword-Devouring Ancestor.

There are not many disciples in the entire Tianjian Sect. After all, their method of selecting disciples is extremely strict. They will not accept anyone other than a peerless sword genius like Gai Xianfan. Despite this, over the past few eras, the Tianjian Sect has accumulated nearly 100,000 sword practitioners.

These 100,000 sword cultivators are almost all the sword geniuses in the Xihuang World from ancient times to the present. They are also the best in the world. Many of them, if born in the Great Thousand World and continue to practice, will be qualified to create their own path and become the master of a path like the Sword-Devouring Ancestor!
However, they may not have the opportunity to continue practicing. Looking at the 100,000 sword cultivators flocking in, the Sword-Eating Ancestor let out a piercing and strange cry, like the scream of a mouse.

"Today, I will end the sword path in this world. I am the only one who can help me on the sword path. You are all the resources that will help me achieve enlightenment. If you practice for a lifetime and fall into my mouth, it will not be considered a disgrace."

He said this calmly, as if he was describing an insignificant incident, but the faint murderous intent in his words frightened countless people. "This demon...! He actually wants to sever the sword path in this world. Why didn't Emperor Pan allow the remaining Nine Heavens Sect masters to rescue the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

At this moment, those sword cultivators in the Thirty-Six States who were not very talented felt a sense of grief. In the hearts of these sword cultivators, the Tianjian Sect was the real holy land of supreme swordsmanship. Many of them even regretted throughout their lives that they had never seen the true appearance of the holy land of swordsmanship and had no chance to admire this supreme swordsmanship.

But now, the supreme holy place in their hearts is about to be destroyed by a demon, and it is destroyed in an extremely cruel way.

Swish!
An unknown moment had passed since the beginning of time when a ray of sword light burst forth from the land of the Ancestor Divine Continent, and it went straight up into the sky. The appearance of this ray of sword light seemed like a signal, and behind this ray of sword light, sword rainbows, and sword energy burst forth from the land of the Ancestor Divine Continent.

Zu Shenzhou was just the beginning. The next moment, several large states surrounding Zu Shenzhou were bursting with extremely dense sword lights and sword rainbows. Among these sword lights were sword cultivators. Some of these sword cultivators came from ancient sects, some were simply independent cultivators, and some even belonged to the forces controlled by the Ten Emperors' families.

However, now they have no differences between sects or disputes over positions in their hearts. All they have is the determination to devote everything to the way of the sword.

In the hearts of these sword cultivators, the Tianjian Sect, this holy land of swordsmanship, should not be destroyed. It is where their faith lies and it is also a holy place in their hearts that must not be desecrated. For it and for the swordsmanship of this world, these sword cultivators who were originally not in the eyes of the Tianjian Sect all rushed up to the Ninth Heaven and rushed towards the Sword-Devouring Ancestor!

Along the way, in just a short moment, sword lights and sword energy rushed up from all over the thirty-six states. Their destination was the same, that is, the Sword-Devouring Ancestor.

The sword art in this world really seems to have its own spirituality. Faced with the Sword-Eating Ancestor who wants to cut off their lineage, countless sword practitioners in the Thirty-Six States spontaneously want to protect the inheritance of the sword art, even if it means sacrificing their lives for the sword art. This is no longer about any stance or sectarian dispute, but a dispute over the orthodoxy.

The sword practitioners in the world belong to countless sects and forces, but they all have one school of thought, and that is the way of the sword!
"Demon! Give me your life!"

A resolute shout was rang out, and a sword cultivator directly burned all his lifespan, and merged his body with the magic sword that had accompanied him throughout his life. He became one with the sword, transformed into a brilliant sword light, and rushed forward towards the Sword-Devouring Ancestor.

The Sword Devouring Ancestor, who was on a killing spree and had massacred thousands of the 100,000 Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, heard this shout and saw the sword cultivators swarming from all over the Thirty-Six States. He said cruelly, "If you want to kill them, you must make them crazy! The sword path will be destroyed today. You are just the last madness. What's the point? It's better this way. You all jump out on your own initiative, so that I don't have to look for them one by one. After today, I am the only sword cultivator in this world!"

Chi!
A gray-black sword energy flashed across, and the brilliant sword light exploded instantly, turning the sword cultivator who was rushing towards him into ashes.

However, this scene did not scare the sword cultivators behind. Brilliant sword lights flashed, and countless sword cultivators burned their lifespans, burned everything, and rushed towards the Sword-Devouring Ancestor. No one retreated.

"What a bunch of annoying flies!"

The Sword-Devouring Ancestor said impatiently, and the sword-dominating wheel behind his head started to spin. Billions of gray-black sword qi surged out. In the eyes of countless creatures in the Thirty-Six States, a strange scene appeared in the sky above. Countless sword lights and sword rainbows rushed towards a person, but this person burst out with billions of sword qi, preventing everyone from moving forward.

Bang bang bang...!
Countless muffled explosions were heard every moment, and countless sword cultivators were annihilated by the Sword-Devouring Ancestor every moment.

(End of this chapter)