The Sword Master makes no promises.
Promises, before they are fulfilled, are empty words.
It is enough to show the three of them his perseverance.
The Ninth Land, peace among all races.
This is the Sword Master's ambition.
After a brief chat, they discussed the Yin-Yang River for a while longer.
There were no significant suggestions for reform, only sighs of emotion.
The appearance of this river laid the foundation for the future of the Ninth Land.
As long as the Sword Master's Dao heart remains unchanged, the Ninth Land has a promising future.
"How is the Five Elements Realm?" Chen Fan asked.
"It still needs time."
The Dragon King replied, "The territory is too vast, and there are many hidden powerhouses..."
"Therefore..."
Chen Fan smiled, "The river's purpose is evident."
"Indeed."
The Dragon King raised an eyebrow, "How did I not think of that?"
The Yin-Yang River monitors the world.
As long as the Great Dao of Yin and Yang exists in this Ninth Land, it will be easy to find hidden worlds and powerhouses.
"Why don't we... try it?" Everyone was eager to test it.
Whether the Yin-Yang River is useful or not, they will only know after trying.
"Senior Sword Master, you go first," Chen Fan suggested.
The Dragon King and the Dao Master of Yin and Yang felt the same.
Ultimately, the Ninth Land will be handed over to the Sword Master.
After they leave, the Yin-Yang River will still belong to the Sword Master.
Since that is the case, why not try it now?
"Alright."
The Sword Master did not refuse.
He directly sat cross-legged, suspended above the river.
Hum.
Sword intent surged through the river water.
As a quarter controller, he wielded the Yin and Yang power with his sword Dao.
It was a bit clumsy at first, but as time passed and the river water flowed, it gradually became smoother.
"Rise."
Sword intent stirred the river.
Droplets of water flew out from the river, suspended above it. Within each droplet, the figures and worlds of powerhouses were reflected.
"It worked."
The Dragon King rejoiced.
Swish.
The Sword Master opened his eyes, a look of indescribable joy in them as well.
It was simple.
He held a quarter of the control over this river.
The Sword Master knew that Chen Fan and the other two each held a portion, but he said nothing.
Contingencies were necessary.
On this point, the Sword Master was supportive.
What if his own path changed in the future? Even he could not guarantee it with 100% certainty.
People change.
If he were to become unrecognizable in the future, the three of them would have a means to restrain him.
He did not mention this, nor did the three of them.
It was an unspoken consensus.
At this moment, the figures reflected in the water droplets were those of the Thousand Threads Realm powerhouses fleeing in disarray, as well as the powerhouses of the Tenth Land.
The Ninth Land, in the deep chaos.
A figure was fleeing frantically.
"What's happening? Why do I have such a sense of extreme danger?" Di Zang's expression was grave.
The Realm of Life was gone.
He had personally witnessed the mad Old Demon Chu shatter the Realm of Life with just a few punches.
He had tried to intervene, but he had failed.
"Realm of Life."
Di Zang was still somewhat unwilling.
Under the grip of madness, Old Demon Chu had spared no one.
The entire Realm of Life, billions of souls, had all perished.
He did not hate, he was merely unwilling.
During the invasion of the Tenth Land, Di Zang had joined the battle. They were enemies, and defeat was inevitable, there was nothing more to say.
He thought he had escaped, but now he had a very bad premonition.
Di Zang looked up at the Yin-Yang River flowing above him.
"What are they doing?" Di Zang could not understand.
He had a feeling that this Yin-Yang River was very unfriendly to him, or rather, to the Ninth Land.
"Should... I be safe now?" Di Zang thought.
He had already fled to the edge of the Ninth Land.
"Should I leave?" he wondered, whether he should escape the Ninth Land.
He had left the Ninth Land before. It was dangerous outside, and the chaotic energy was extremely violent.
Only the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were truly safe places.
Alas...
He glanced back towards the direction of the Thousand Threads Realm, his eyes still filled with profound reluctance.
Such reluctance.
He had to leave after all.
"Di Zang."
Ahead, a spatial rift appeared.
Two figures emerged from the rift.
Old Demon Chu and Lie Tian.
Di Zang's face changed, "How is this possible?"
He was aghast.
How had these two caught up?
He had no sensation at all.
Although he was currently heavily injured, he should not have been able to be approached so closely without detection.
"What's going on?" He was extremely shocked.
At once, Di Zang's nerves were taut.
"Heh heh."
Old Demon Chu's laughter, truly the villain's laugh.
His voice was as unpleasant as a night owl's, "Di Zang, you run quite fast. What, don't you have anything to say to me?"
Killing intent filled Old Demon Chu's eyes.
The killing intent was intense.
Di Zang: "..."
He knew what Old Demon Chu's words implied, but he could not speak for a moment.
"Hmph."
Old Demon Chu's gaze was icy, "How many times? I spared your life, yet you showed no mercy in killing my Realm of Life and Death."
His anger was not without reason.
Di Zang was able to escape and survive up to this point because Chen Fan and he himself had shown mercy.
But Di Zang had shown no mercy when attacking those from the Realm of Life and Death.
"I'm sorry."
Di Zang knew that whatever he said now was useless.
He sighed and said, "I am a person of the Ninth Land, and you are invaders. No matter what, I must resist."
His voice had calmed down.
If you invade, can't I resist?
Old Demon Chu pondered for a moment and nodded, "That's true... we are not of the same path after all."
Killing intent began to spread.
"..."
Di Zang was silent. After a long while, he spoke, "May I ask you a question?"
"Speak."
Old Demon Chu and Lie Tian had already surrounded him.
Di Zang did not dodge. Instead, he pointed to the Yin-Yang River above and asked, "What is this?"
He was too curious.
"The Dao of Yin and Yang."
Old Demon Chu's voice was chilling, "It monitors the world."
"What?"
"You don't need to know. Die..."
Boom.
Old Demon Chu attacked directly.
Emperor Lie Tian did not stand by. The reason they came together was that they had no intention of giving him a chance to resist.
Di Zang had no choice but to fight.
The two had caught up to him, and he had been merciless in his previous attacks on the people of the Realm of Life and Death.
There was no other way; this great battle was destined to be a matter of life and death.
Rumble.
Two eighth-tier powerhouses, besieging one person, the outcome was already decided.
Chaos overturned, Great Dao spread, crisscrossing in all directions.
Two against one.
It took nearly ten minutes for the battle to conclude.
Bang.
Beneath the sky, the Manifestation of King Ming shattered.
Overwhelming demonic energy surged, directly engulfing the shattered demonic Dao.
Amidst the shattered Dao, Di Zang's figure appeared, a look of helplessness in his eyes.
No unwillingness, no anger.
He appeared quite peaceful in the face of death.
"Farewell."
These were Di Zang's last words.
Death held no terror for him.
The outcome was already decided, and there was no point in saying anything now.