At that moment, Rashamon said, "So you are the God Slaying City Lord. A pleasure. Today was merely a misunderstanding."

"A misunderstanding?" the God Slaying City Lord repeated. "I don’t think so!"

He glanced over the three of them. The situation involved two Main Gods, Red Sand Main God and Yunxiao Main God, yet he remained undaunted. Then, he turned his gaze toward Ye Fan and Mu Keqing.

However, when he saw the Yuanhong Sword in Ye Fan’s hand, he was instantly shocked. Aside from those at the Main God level, no one had ever seen the Yuanhong Sword. Even those who had seen it would not have recognized it, but he did.

At that moment, Ye Fan felt the God Slaying City Lord attempting to draw the Yuanhong Sword from his grasp. He wanted to resist, but remembering how the City Lord had seriously injured three Divine Generals with a single strike, he chose to be rational. Consequently, the Yuanhong Sword left his grasp and flew into the hands of the God Slaying City Lord.

No one present dared to leave. If they tried to flee without the City Lord’s permission and he pursued them, the consequences would be severe.

The God Slaying City Lord gazed at the Yuanhong Sword, his eyes brimming with sorrow. A single tear fell and merged into the blade.

Then, he returned the Yuanhong Sword to Ye Fan. "So many years have passed, and it has finally found a worthy master. I hope you will treat it well!"

"I will," Ye Fan replied instantly.

The God Slaying City Lord said to him, "I think we’ll have much to discuss. Once I’ve dealt with this trash, we can talk."

"Alright," Ye Fan replied crisply.

He could sense that the God Slaying City Lord definitely had a connection to the Yuanhong Sword. It was even possible that the City Lord was related to the Ancestor of Tianyuan.

With that, he was no longer worried about his own safety.

At this point, the God Slaying City Lord asked, "Will you take your own lives, or shall I do it for you?"

A plea suddenly rang out, "Yezi, save Elder Grandpa!"

"Alright!" Ye Fan agreed, then turned to the God Slaying City Lord. "City Lord, could you spare him?"

He pointed at Qi Liang.

"Very well," the God Slaying City Lord nodded.

Qi Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

But Rashamon shouted defiantly, "God Slaying, I respect you as a true warrior, but don’t get carried away! You might be stronger than I am, but I am one of the Yunxiao Main God’s favored! How can you possibly be stronger than the Yunxiao Main God?"

"Do you think bringing up the Yunxiao Main God will save your life?" God Slaying replied. "I’ll kill whomever I wish. Not even the King of Heaven himself could stop me!"

God Slaying immediately strode toward the two of them.

Rashamon said to the God Soul King, "Attack!"

Rashamon promptly unleashed the Rashamon Seal, exerting his full strength. The moment the seal appeared, the sky filled with the wailing of Fierce Ghosts. It was enough to make one’s skin crawl. After all, he was an expert on par with Qi Liang. Having broken through over sixty minor nirvanas, he was considered a powerful Divine General. The God Soul King was slightly weaker, having surpassed just over forty minor nirvanas, making him a relatively new Divine General.

Their combined power was formidable, and it bore down on God Slaying with crushing force. The God Soul King pushed his Power of Soul to its absolute limit. Even Qi Liang could not have withstood their joint attack.

But God Slaying said with disdain, "Merely two clowns."

He finally made his move. Two crimson beams of light condensed in his hands, putting his divinity on full display. It was a shocking sight. Incredibly, he had broken through seventy-nine minor nirvanas, only two away from the full eighty-one. No wonder the Divine Domain hailed him as the strongest warrior beneath the Main God Level. He completely deserved this title.

"Sword of God Slaying!"

God Slaying attacked immediately, forming a sword from his own aura. He possessed a unique strength in this style of combat. As the aura solidified into a sword, it instantly pierced the God Soul King’s soul altar.

"ARGH!" The God Soul King screamed, clutching his head. The next moment, he lay silent on the ground, slain by God Slaying in a single strike.

Such power was staggering.

But God Slaying wasn’t just powerful; his actions were also precise, perfectly demonstrating the most domineering aspect of his strength. His technique was exact and fatal. He knew that the soul altar was the Holy Land of the soul, and that if it shattered, the entire Divine Sense would collapse.

Therefore, when the God Soul King’s soul altar shattered, his spiritual assault dissipated. But that was not the end, for the other sword condensed by God Slaying had already reached Rashamon.

"So powerful! He’s definitely qualified to challenge for the title of Sovereign God!" Qi Liang exclaimed in shock.

With strength like God Slaying’s, even if the three of them had joined forces at their peak, they would have been slain in just a few moves. No wonder some said God Slaying was the most qualified person to replace the Evil Punishment Main God. It wasn’t an exaggeration; he was only two minor nirvanas away from the realm of a Sovereign God.

His breakthrough was only a matter of time. At this rate, he would likely become the youngest Main God in the Divine Domain within a century. After all, God Slaying wasn’t old—a few thousand years at most.

At this moment, God Slaying’s two crimson streams of energy once again formed into sword lights, pressing down upon the Rashamon Seal.

When the two forces collided, a violent explosion erupted, with the many Fierce Ghosts shrieking as they vanished within the blast. Everything in the vicinity was obliterated. If not for Qi Liang’s protection, Ye Fan and Mu Keqing would have been caught in the blast. Even so, the protective barrier Qi Liang had hastily erected was shattered to pieces. This showed just how terrifying the power of God Slaying’s attack was, and presumably, it was merely a casual blow.

Rashamon was not yet dead, but his body was covered in deep lacerations from the attack. The atmosphere was incredibly tense.

DRIP. DRIP.

Droplets of Rashamon’s blood hit the ground, a horrifying sight.

Struggling, Rashamon said, "God Slaying, don’t persist in your folly. The Yunxiao Main God is not someone you can provoke!"

At this point, his only hope was to intimidate God Slaying by invoking the Yunxiao Main God’s name. Otherwise, he was certain to die; even his strongest Rashamon Seal had been shattered. It was a testament to the horrific level of power he faced.

"The Yunxiao Main God?" God Slaying scoffed. "Why can’t I provoke him? Besides, we belong to opposing factions. We are natural enemies!"

"God Slaying, I am the Yunxiao Main God’s most favored subordinate! If you kill me, he will descend upon Evil Valley, no matter the cost!" he barked, struggling to his feet. "When that happens, your death is certain!"

Even at this point, he was unwilling to accept his fate. The terror of death had already descended upon him. He had spent countless years cultivating in solitude as the people around him—his family, his loved ones—left his side one by one. Yet he had persisted, finally mastering the world-renowned Rashamon Seal. Now that he had such a bright future, how could he be willing to die here?

But God Slaying said, "If he dares to come, I will make him pay a price of utter despair!"

His two swords immediately pressed down with an aura that could destroy heaven and earth. His moves remained simple, yet each simple move was an inescapable death warrant.