CHAPTER 438: SINGLE SWORD STRIKE DESTROYED ENEMIES

But the three abyssal elites instinctively stepped back, their instincts screaming.

Something was wrong. Something was dangerous.

This human wasn’t supposed to feel like this—quiet, steady, but carrying a pressure that made even their fearless mind itself shudder at the edges.

Apollo, on the other hand, was ready to get serious. He knows that they weren’t the best in the peak eternal god realm, but still they were troublesome.

Because of the power of the abyss and their weird, deformed body, they possess high defence and regenerative powers, making them difficult to kill compared to humans. So they were kind of experts in the case of dragging the battle, which he didn’t want.

He exhaled once, letting a quiet pulse of intent settle through his limbs.

Eternal Sword Rule.

The moment he let it surge—

—the world bent.

For a heartbeat, the Empyrean Sword Realm itself seemed to remember something ancient buried in its bones.

Space rippled like a lake struck by a falling star. Sword essence from every direction—underground, the sky, the stones, the distant Sword Pillar—quivered violently as if bowing.

Every swordsman in the outpost froze mid-swing.

Their hearts seized.

Their swords hummed on their own.

Even the commander’s battle with the abyssal leader faltered as both turned just slightly, sensing a sword pressure beyond logic—beyond domain—beyond anything that should exist within an Eternal God’s body.

Even the abyssal creatures, who were not of the sword, felt their corrupt flesh recoil.

For that one instant...

It felt like the entire realm was kneeling.

Apollo’s brows knit.

He didn’t expect that suddenly his eternal sword rule would create terrifying phenomena. Even though he felt closeness to this world, the current situation was beyond his understanding.

And then suddenly it vanished. Calm returned with unnatural abruptness.

Apollo stared down at his hand, slightly stunned.

’What was that? Why did the Empyrean sword realm react... like it recognised something? ’

Around him, murmurs rippled through the swordsmen, confusion and awe mixing with fear.

Above, the abyssal leader’s grin had shattered. For the first time, there was genuine alarm in his abyssal-black eyes because, although for a second the power he felt was beyond anything he could handle.

The three peak Eternal Gods facing Apollo trembled.

Apollo didn’t think more and immediately attacked as the three eternal god-level abyssal monsters were stunned.

He used his eternal sword rule, whose power seemed to surpass the eternal god realm, and attacked.

Apollo vanished.

No step.

No wind.

No warning.

Just a flicker of sword will—quiet, clean, frighteningly absolute.

SHING—

A single arc of sword light cut across the battlefield.

But it wasn’t a slash drawn by physical motion. It was the Eternal Sword Rule itself manifesting—an authority, not an attack. It was like a command delivered to the world.

"Cut."

And the world seemed to obey.

The three peak Eternal God abyssal monsters, still stunned by the earlier disturbance, barely had time to register a change in light before—

CRACK—

A thin white line spread across their bodies.

At first, nothing else happened.

Then—

SHATTER.

Their massive, twisted forms split open—not like flesh being cut but like they were split apart from the reality itself.

Their roars were short and incomplete, ending in gurgles as corruption leaked out like smoke dispersing in the wind.

In the sky, the abyssal leader’s face twisted in disbelief.

"Impossible—! How could a mere true god have such strength!?"

He couldn’t believe what he saw. In fact only he and commander of the outpost were the ones who truly understood the true power of Apollo’s sword attack.

It has truly reached the half-transcended level, but the most shocking thing was Apollo was just a true god, and his mysterious sword rule seemed to transcend their understanding.

Even the commander, who was a powerful swordsman with a deep understanding of sword rule, felt small in front of the mysterious Eternal sword rule.

The commander’s heart lurched in his chest. His hand on his sword trembled—just slightly, but enough for the abyssal leader to notice.

"This... this sword rule..." he whispered.

A strength only transcendent beings should wield... and yet wielded by a youth who supposedly woke up with no memories.

Even the Sword Pillar far behind the outpost was still trembling, faint cracks of light running through the runes upon it.

"...half-transcendent?" He muttered.

But the thought didn’t feel right. It felt too small.

Whatever Apollo had awakened... belonged to something above that.

Something older. Something the Empyrean Sword Realm itself recognised. He had a feeling this young man that suddenly appeared might have some hidden secrets that would shake the Empyrean sword realm.

Apollo didn’t even look at the abyssal creatures he had killed. He was watching his own hand.

His fingers flexed slowly. ’Weird, it seems my rule of the eternal sword is slowly becoming stronger since arriving here. It even feels this world seems to have a deep connection with me.’

He didn’t understand it.

Not yet. But he felt an answer faintly in his bones. Like a whisper from somewhere ancient.

Around him, swordsmen had gone still. Even the Eternal Gods among them looked shaken, their auras trembling.

Tamora, gripping her sword so tightly her knuckles whitened, whispered:

"...Apollo... who are you?"

She wasn’t the only one wondering; everyone on the battlefield had the same question.

Even Apollo himself didn’t have an answer.

But there was no time to dwell—

Because above, the abyssal leader’s expression twisted, and the sky darkened again as he roared:

"You dare!?"

And the battle was far from over. The leader of the abyssal monster seemed to still have something within his sleeve.

"You have to die; someone like you shouldn’t be left alive." The leader of abyssal monsters, seeing the strength and potential shown by Apollo, knew he could not leave him alive.

Boom

And as he made up his mind, his aura seemed to burst out, which quickly seemed to surpass the eternal god realm.

The moment it surpassed the eternal god realm, the world seemed to tremble, as beyond the eternal god realm is the transcendent realm that truly surpassed all. The difference between them is so enormous that it is almost impossible to close; even one is an absolute genius.

Everyone in the battlefield found it difficult to stand; even the eternal god realm was the same.