Eternal Sacred King - Chapter 2855
Chapter 2855: Evil Will Never Triumph Over Good
Translator: Legge
It’s fine as long as it can still be used to kill.
He was right.
Of course, through this rusty sword, Su Zimo comprehended another meaning behind it.
In terms of the Sword Dao, the plain-clothed sword cultivator had already reached the realm of returning to simplicity.
In his hands, the rusty sword was probably sharper than any divine weapon!
Although Lin Xunzhen had comprehended a peerless divine power as well, there was a high chance that she would lose if she were to go against this person.
When Lin Xunzhen was outside, no matter what opponent she met, she would always have various escape routes available.
However, for the plain-clothed sword cultivator, there was only a single outcome for losing in the Evil Fiend Battlefield.
Death.
“Putting on an act to seem mysterious.”
Lin Xunzhen sneered and questioned, “How can those who practice the unorthodox Dao and carry the blood of sin be worthy of cultivating the Sword Dao?”
Since ancient times, righteous and evil had been opposing each other.
As someone from the orthodox sects, Lin Xunzhen was naturally upset when dealing with these Evil Fiends and Sin Spirits.
Furthermore, her hatred for the Evil Fiends and Sin Spirits had long been ingrained after countless years and was difficult to change.
“Practice the unorthodox Dao and carry the blood of sin…”
The plain-clothed sword cultivator murmured softly before smiling in disdain.
He looked up at Lin Xunzhen.
His gaze was extremely complicated. Perhaps there was a hint of pity, envy or sorrow…
“What are you laughing at?”
Lin Xunzhen had cultivated the Sword Dao at a very young age and was filled with righteousness. Her Dao Heart was firm as she said sternly, “Even if people of the unorthodox Dao cultivate the Sword Dao, they won’t be able to reach the end due to their temperament and won’t be able to see the true essence of the Great Dao!”
“Since ancient times, evil will never triumph over good. That’s the truth!”
When the plain-clothed sword cultivator heard that, he did not refute and merely nodded.
“Evil will never triumph over good. Indeed, that will never be wrong.”
When the plain-clothed sword cultivator said that, he suddenly paused and said, “If evil triumphs, it will no longer be evil.”
Lin Xunzhen’s heart skipped a beat.
Su Zimo frowned as well.
Although those words seemed ordinary, they were filled with mystery.
The plain-clothed sword cultivator seemed to be lamenting and pitying himself.
If evil triumphed over good, it would no longer be evil.
Once the side that was originally good was defeated, they would naturally be called the evil ones.
Therefore, since ancient times, evil had never triumphed over good!
Of course, Su Zimo knew in his heart that good was good and evil was evil.
Although there would be times when right and wrong were twisted, there would eventually come a day when the clouds would disperse and the sun would shine once more, returning justice to the world.
However, when he thought of the information of the ten Sin Grounds and compared it to the words of the plain-clothed sword cultivator, he fell into deep thought.
Evil Fiends and Sin Spirits, Evil Fiends and Sin Spirits…
Lin Xunzhen, who was at the side, was stunned on the spot and could not say anything.
The truth that she held onto in her heart was initially unshakable. However, at that moment, it began to waver slightly as well.
The plain-clothed sword cultivator looked at the two of them and shook his head gently. His eyes were filled with vicissitudes and he did not intend to explain anything.
So what if the two of them felt something?
It still could not change anything.
Right then, the black-haired, green-robed man suddenly asked, “Fellow Daoist, how should I address you?”
The plain-clothed sword cultivator was slightly stunned.
Before he could react, the green-robed man asked again, “Is Luo your surname?”
The plain-clothed sword cultivator turned slowly and looked at Su Zimo in disbelief.
The two of them looked at each other in silence.
After a long while, the plain-clothed sword cultivator smiled dejectedly. “In all these years, you’re the first person to ask for my name.”
He had been in the Evil Fiend Battlefield for more than 100,000 years.
For more than 100,000 years, countless living beings of the medium chiliocosm had entered the Evil Fiend Battlefield. However, no one had ever asked for his name.
After all, in the eyes of the living beings of the medium chiliocosm, they were only Evil Fiends and Sin Spirits. They were just Battle Merits and numbers.
What surprised the plain-clothed sword cultivator even more was that this green-robed man could guess his surname!
Through this person’s eyes, the plain-clothed sword cultivator seemed to have seen something.
This green-robed man was different from the other living beings of the medium chiliocosm.
The plain-clothed sword cultivator nodded. “Luo Jun.”
Thereafter, Luo Jun looked at Su Zimo and asked, “Fellow Daoist, how should I address you?”
“Su… Zhu.”
Su Zimo hesitated for a moment. “I’m from the Sword World and was fortunate enough to obtain the inheritance of Great Emperor Zenith Heaven and comprehended the Sword Burial Dao.”
Although Su Zimo did not say his real name, he believed that with Luo Jun’s experience, the latter should be able to guess his concerns.
Indeed.
When Luo Jun heard Su Zimo’s hesitant voice, he sensed something and merely smiled without saying anything.
“Your surname is Luo?”
Lin Xunzhen seemed to have thought of something and frowned.
Rumble!
The void trembled.
Not far away, a group of black figures sped over aggressively with ill intentions!
The three people in the lead had terrifying auras and came from the Insect World, Rat World and Ant World respectively.
Apart from the 30 Perfected Spirits of the three worlds, there were also many Perfected Spirits of other worlds gathered around. There were hundreds of them in total.
From the looks of it, the living beings of these worlds had already joined forces to form an army of Perfected Spirits!
Lin Xunzhen took a look and frowned slightly. “Those three are Supreme Perfected Spirits on the Battle Merits Jade Stele!”
Luo Jun stood up and waved it off in an extremely carefree manner. “You guys can leave.”
The moment Luo Jun stood up, Su Zimo and Lin Xunzhen finally realized that Luo Jun’s figure was abnormally majestic. Standing by the lake, he gave off a grand aura.
His broad palm and slender fingers were the most suitable for wielding a sword!
This was a pair of hands that were born to hold a sword.
Against people who cultivated the Sword Dao like Su Zimo and Lin Xunzhen, he would hold back.
However, against the other living beings of the medium chiliocosm, he was one of the ten great Evil Fiends!
Luo Jun untied the gourd at his waist and raised his head to gulp down a mouthful of strong wine. The wine spilled wantonly on the lapels of his chest without him noticing.
“Is this wine good?”
Su Zimo asked with a smile.
Luo Jun was stunned for a moment before turning to look at him and asking, “Do you dare to drink it?”
“Why wouldn’t I dare?”
Su Zimo burst into laughter.
Luo Jun laughed as well. As he threw the wine gourd to Su Zimo, he said, “Brother Su, to think that I would be able to get to know such an interesting person like you before I die. My life has not been in vain.”
Su Zimo raised his head and drank the wine, taking a big gulp as he praised, “Good wine!”
Thereafter, he threw the wine gourd back to Luo Jun and instructed, “Live on well!”
“Hmm?”
Luo Jun looked at Su Zimo.
Su Zimo did not say anything and merely nodded at him.
Su Zimo had long seen through Luo Jun’s intention to die. His words earlier on further revealed his intentions without a doubt. That was the reason why he said that.
Luo Jun did not say anything else. He pulled out the rusty sword beside him and leaped, charging towards the hundreds of Perfected Spirit experts not far away.
An incomparably resplendent sword beam burst forth and stunned the world!
Towards that sword strike, even Lin Xunzhen opened her mouth slightly with a hint of shock in her eyes.
Even she might not be able to release such Sword Intent and Sword Dao.
Luo Jun was right. Although the sword was old, it was fine as long as it could be used to kill.
Before the sword beam was exhausted, the blood light in midair had already spread, accompanied by series of tragic cries.
The Perfected Spirit army with hundreds of people were slashed by Luo Jun’s sword and bloodied wounds appeared!
