What a pity—today, he will be even lonelier. From this moment on, he will have no more rivals, focused solely on the Heavenly Dao, just waiting for the moment he becomes a god.

“Eric Bennett, hand over your fate, and I can let you start anew in the Great Thousand World, guaranteeing you five hundred years of peace.” Brian Clark said calmly, his voice already carrying an authority nearly equal to that of a true god.

In the Great Thousand World, only Brian Clark had the right to say such words.

The defiant evil king Eric Bennett remained indifferent. Upon hearing this, the corners of his mouth actually curved into a slight smile. He looked at Brian Clark calmly, as if appreciating something.

“You can’t guarantee anything.”

Looking across the Great Thousand World, this was also the last person who dared to deny him.

“This is an opportunity.” Brian Clark smiled faintly, neither refuting nor admitting, but what he said was the truth.

If Brian Clark does not become a god, Eric Bennett loses his value. If he does become a god—what that means, no one knows. However, Brian Clark’s promise of protection could indeed be of great use.

Seeing Eric Bennett still silent, Brian Clark appeared even more patient. “When the Seven Meridians Reincarnation Technique was perfected, I saw the path to godhood, but I did not take that step. Do you know why?”

This experience is absolutely something every cultivator dreams of knowing. The path of cultivation is full of hardships and dangers; a single misstep can lead to total failure. The experience of those who came before is undoubtedly the most precious reference.

The demon god Brian Clark wanting to share his experience of the path to godhood—this is simply unimaginable. And the one he shares it with is his final enemy.

“Because you’re missing half.” On Eric Bennett’s cold face, there seemed to be a hint of reminiscence and longing, tinged with regret.

Since the demon god emerged from seclusion, his invincible confidence wavered at this moment. His eyes shot out beams that could pierce the heavens. “How do you know!”

“Because I’m also missing half.” Eric Bennett’s face showed a trace of self-mockery. “The only difference is, your half can be made up for. Mine can never return.”

Brian Clark was finally moved, because Eric Bennett truly knew. This man had actually seen the path to godhood before him. But as he said, Brian Clark could make up for it, while he could never go back.

Defying the heavens is ultimately a crime!

“I still have to thank you. You are the first person I, Brian Clark, have ever needed to thank since the moment I was born.”

The demon god could no longer suppress the joy in his heart, because as long as he killed the other, he could comprehend the true essence of defying the heavens.

To become a god, one must first follow, then rebel; gain strength by following the heavens, then use that momentum to rebel—only then can one become a god. From the very beginning, Eric Bennett was wrong.

Eric Bennett shook his head. “Who will thank whom is still uncertain.”

Brian Clark knew the other still had his life-bound divine sword unused, but he was confident he could defeat anyone. “I’ve long wanted to experience the Silent Sword of the Defiant Evil God. Today, my wish is fulfilled. This is the happiest day for me, Brian Clark.”

Today, Brian Clark truly had reason to be happy.

A simple longsword appeared in Eric Bennett’s hand, just like Eric Bennett himself—cold, calm. Gently stroking his sword, even the immovable face of the Defiant Evil God softened a little. For a sword cultivator, the sword is life. In the cruel cultivation of evil arts, it is his only companion, his family.

Likewise, a long sword of ancient design appeared before Brian Clark. Its blade radiated an aura of supreme dominance—this was the Demon God Sword of Brian Clark, which swept across the Great Thousand World: Time!

Both were sword cultivators; this was a battle that could not be avoided.

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Brian Clark lightly flicked the blade, producing a thunderous sword cry. “Time, remember—your opponent is called Silent.”

In this world, the only one Brian Clark could call a rival was Eric Bennett—the first, and the last.

Sword energy soared to the sky, as if to split the heavens. Even the indestructible energy field of Broken Sky Cliff was torn apart by this earth-shattering sword aura.

The cultivators gathered a thousand miles around Broken Sky Cliff turned pale. At this moment, they truly felt what a gap in power meant.

The two strongest divine swords in the Great Thousand World were finally about to decide the victor. Brian Clark could spare the holy cultivator Li Xiaoyao because he was a talisman cultivator, but when two sword cultivators meet, only one can survive—or both die.

Eric Bennett’s gaze remained fixed on the Silent Sword. Suddenly, his red hair flared, vital energy surging violently, the heavens and earth shaking, as if the world itself would fall silent for Silent.

The demon god’s eyes were also filled with excitement. This was the opponent he truly desired, and Brian Clark finally understood why Eric Bennett chose this place as the battlefield.

Because Broken Sky Cliff, like him, was a place of rebellion, and here Eric Bennett could indeed unleash his greatest power.

All the power of Broken Sky Cliff poured endlessly into Eric Bennett’s body. Yet even with such heavenly force, the Silent Sword remained motionless, just like its master—restrained and silent, resisting everything without a sound.

At this moment, the power gathered on the Silent Sword was enough to split heaven and earth.

The cultivators around Broken Sky Cliff instinctively began to avoid the direction of the sword energy, with no doubt—this was a primal fear.

Who could have imagined that the power of the Defiant Evil God would reach such heights? This had definitely surpassed the power of a demigod.

Gradually, Brian Clark’s expression grew grave. The Time Demon God Sword in his hand did not accumulate power like the Silent Sword, but stood proudly above the world, aloof and supreme.

Eric Bennett’s eyes suddenly snapped open. “The Heavenly Dao is merciless; my fate defies the heavens!”

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