The battlefield went silent.
The Righteous Alliance watched in disbelief as their leader was betrayed by his son and disarmed by the villain.
Mo Tian held the massive greatsword. It was heavy, radiating heat.
"Heavy," Mo Tian muttered. "But sharp."
He swung.
"Horizon Art: World Eater."
He combined the holy power of the Heaven-Splitter with the devouring nature of his own art.
A wave of black-and-white sword light, shaped like a crescent moon, swept across the sky.
Jian Wushuang tried to defend. He summoned a shield of pure Golden Core essence.
"Golden Bell Guard!"
CRACK.
The sword light sliced through the shield like it was paper. It sliced through Jian Wushuang's armor.
It sliced through Jian Wushuang.
The Nascent Soul Sect Master froze. A thin red line appeared on his waist.
"The... Righteous... Path..." Jian Wushuang gasped.
His top half slid off his bottom half.
THUD.
The corpse fell to the earth below.
"SECT MASTER!" The Divine Sword disciples screamed.
The morale of the Alliance shattered instantly. Their god was dead. Their weapon was stolen. Their heir was a traitor.
Mo Tian floated in the sky, holding the bloody sword. He looked like a god of war.
"Surrender," Mo Tian's voice rolled over the plains. "Or join him."
Thousands of weapons dropped. The Iron Fist disciples knelt. The Violet Sword disciples knelt. The mercenaries fled.
But one person did not kneel.
From the ruins of the Alchemy Hall, a pillar of black fire erupted.
Ye Chen rose. He was bleeding from every pore. His skin was cracking like dried mud. But his eyes... his eyes were completely black voids.
He saw Jian Wushuang die. He saw the Alliance fall.
And he realized he was truly alone.
"RUN!" The Solar Tyrant screamed in his mind. "You cannot win this! He has the Heaven-Splitter! He has the Army! Run, kid! Live to hate another day!"
Ye Chen looked at Mo Tian. He looked at the sword that should have been used to kill evil, now in the hands of the greatest evil.
"I will kill you," Ye Chen whispered. "Even if it takes a thousand years."
He smashed a Teleportation Jade—a priceless escape item he had found in the wasteland.
ZAP.
Space twisted. Ye Chen vanished.
Mo Tian watched him go. He could have stopped him. He could have thrown the sword.
But he didn't.
"Run, little mouse," Mo Tian smiled. "Go get stronger. Bring me more treasures."
He turned to his army.
"The War is over!"
"ETERNAL NIGHT! ETERNAL NIGHT!"
Xue Yao raised her bloody Zanbato. Yan Luo bowed her head. Ghost One smiled from the shadows.
Mo Tian looked at the Heaven-Splitter in his hand.
[System Notification] [Grand Mission Complete: Defeat the Righteous Alliance.] [Reward: Territory Expansion (Southern Region Conquered).] [Reward: System Level 3 (Unlocking...)] [Loot: Heaven-Splitter (Heaven Rank Artifact).]
He had won. The Southern Region was his.
But Mo Tian looked North. Toward the Central Continent. Toward the Heavenly Dao Sect.
"This was just the tutorial," Mo Tian said.
He flew down to his throne.
"Now... the real game begins."