"Sword Qi to Silk? It's him!"

Seeing the Monarch of Dajin Country dressed in a golden robe, Zhao Letian's heart shook.

This man's appearance, extremely similar to his, had a face carved by knife and axe, brimming with proud and lofty bones, a cold demeanor, and a temperament of unyielding arrogance, his gaze deep, carrying an imposing dominance!

This man was his father whom he had never met before, the Monarch of Dajin Country, Ye Wentian!

"Wentian!"

Zhao Letian's mother, Zhao Yixin, revealed a look of excitement in her beautiful eyes.

And Zhao Letian's maternal grandfather, Zhao Dahai, also showed a complex expression when looking at Ye Wentian.

Now, they knew that Ye Wentian indeed had his difficulties back then, and even now, it wasn't that he intentionally didn't show himself; meeting them would cost Ye Wentian his life!

Yet, Ye Wentian still appeared in front of them!

They knew very well why he had done this!

Clearly, Ye Wentian was willing to sacrifice himself to protect their final moments!

"Father…"

Zhao Letian didn't speak aloud, but in his heart, he acknowledged this father.

Because his presence at this moment was enough to show that he was a qualified husband and father!

However, Ye Wentian's appearance didn't bring Zhao Letian any joy; instead, it pained his heart!

Because he knew that this meeting might be their last!

"Human? Sword Cultivator? Hmph! Die!"

Black Sha glanced at Ye Wentian for a moment and suddenly swung its demonic claw over!

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

At the same time, the other two Demon Lords also charged at Ye Wentian from both sides!

"Do you think I'm air?"

At that moment, the Golden Flood Dragon coldly smiled, instantly flickered his figure, and stood in front of the two Demon Lords, and waved a huge golden dragon claw, directly driving those two Demon Lords back!

He knew, Ye Wentian's strength was extremely powerful, even stronger than him now!

If Ye Wentian was given a chance, he could definitely slay Black Sha!

And once Black Sha died, the remaining two Demon Lords would be insignificant!

Thus, he must hold back the two Demon Lords now and not allow them to disturb Ye Wentian!

"Roar!"

Meanwhile, Ye Wentian ignored Black Sha's demonic claw, swinging the longsword in his hand, suddenly merging with the sword, turning into a golden dragon shadow, and charging at Black Sha with terrifying speed!

"Sss!"

The next moment, the Golden Dragon and Black Sha missed each other; the dragon shadow disappeared, revealing Ye Wentian's figure again, meanwhile, Black Sha's head was directly thrown into the air!

"Despicable human!"

Black Sha wasn't completely dead, a black demonic soul flew out of its head, fixating on Ye Wentian's silhouette, then directly lunged forward, attempting to invade Ye Wentian's mindscape and forcibly occupy his body!

"Senseless!"

Ye Wentian coldly spoke, not even turning his head, he reversed his hand and slashed, sending out a finely thin golden Sword Silk, incredibly sharp, directly annihilating Black Sha's demonic soul!

But after slaying Heisha, Ye Wentian's hair had all turned silvery white, and his originally stern face now bore wrinkles of old age, with his life force seemingly rushing away rapidly!

"You...you actually killed Heisha?!"

Those two Demon Lords who were blocked by the Golden Flood Dragon, upon witnessing Heisha's fall, all displayed expressions of shock and disbelief as they stared at Ye Wentian!

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Especially for Demon Lords, they're almost considered immortal!

Unless they're completely obliterated with absolute power in an instant, as long as a shred of their soul remains, they can be resurrected!

With his tenacious life force, Heisha had survived that tragic great war of Ancient Times without falling.

Yet, today, he was unexpectedly slain directly by a human of the same rank!

"Shh! Shh!"

However, Ye Wentian had no intention of wasting words with them. His figure flickered, holding a longsword and, moving at a terrifying speed, he swept past them. Immediately, those two Demon Lord powerhouses were directly shredded into fragments by numerous sharp golden Sword Silks!

"Wow, turning Sword Qi to Silk is impressive, I didn't expect the Monarch of Dajin Country to be such a powerful Sword Cultivator. Your strength has already surpassed your ancestors from the Ye Family!"

Looking at Ye Wentian not far away, Golden Flood Dragon's eyes showed admiration.

Ye Wentian's strength was even greater than he anticipated!

Even if he regained his peak cultivation, facing Ye Wentian, Golden Flood Dragon was not confident of victory!

However, Ye Wentian paid no heed to Golden Flood Dragon, and merely gazed steadfastly at Zhao Letian and his son, his eyes filled with a complex mix of great indebtedness, relief, resignation, helplessness, and reluctance!

"Xin'er, Tian'er, I've come too late... In this life, I've owed you too much. If not in this lifetime, then in the next, our family... will never be apart again!"

Ye Wentian, looking at Zhao Letian and his mother, revealed a smile full of endless love.

However, just after he spoke these words, he suddenly closed his eyes, and his strength seemed to be suddenly drained, causing him to immediately collapse!

The curse from the past and the toxic vows he had made erupted at this moment, and even his terrifying Monarch Level Expert strength could not resist. In an instant, his overwhelming cultivation was gone, turning him into a powerless man!

Even his lifespan had been utterly stripped away, leaving only his last breath as fragile as a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment!

"Dad!"

At this moment, Zhao Letian could no longer hold back and shouted loudly, immediately flying over and holding his father Ye Wentian's body.

"Hahaha, worth it! Hearing you call me that word in person, I, Ye Wentian, have no regrets in this life!"

Ye Wentian laughed loudly, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

At this moment, all reluctance and regrets no longer existed, leaving no regrets in this life!

"Wentian..."

Zhao Letian's mother, Zhao Yixin, her beautiful eyes were red, and tears gushed out.

"Save him! I'll save him no matter what the cost!"

Zhao Letian, gripping the barely breathing Ye Wentian tightly, his eyes red, stared at Golden Flood Dragon with an incredibly determined tone.

"This..."

Golden Flood Dragon showed a helpless expression.

He had already told Zhao Letian, when it came to matters involving Heavenly Dao Oaths, not to mention himself, even if Emperor Wu came, he'd be powerless!

"I've said it! I'll save him at any cost, even if it means exchanging life for life, I will not hesitate! I, Zhao Letian, swear to the heavens today, if he dies, heaven shall be buried with him!"

In Zhao Letian's blood-red eyes, already blurred by tears, his voice carried an unwavering will!