Worldly Overlord

The last time Devon used the sword energy disintegration technique was during his divine punishment tribulation. And during that time they were from the combination of celestial and cosmic energy.

Even then it was extremely dangerous to the extent that it could reduce the divine tribulation that was sent to him.

The tribulation strike that was sent to him wasn't the first strike but rather the eight divine strike and still, the two energies which were said to be flawed had cut it off by more than a half.

One could imagine the damage that would be caused by the primordial chaos energy.

Devon wasn't joking when he had said in the same realm and the realm above, he's invincible. As the force contained in his strike was really capable of razing this place to the ground.

This was his full power, Devon poured all the primordial chaos energy he had inside him into the black sword and struck the ten-story building.

Perhaps a spirit transformation realm expert or a void transformation realm expert might be able to resist the strike, but if a Transcendent realm expert faces the attack he or she is going to be obliterated instantly..

It didn't matter if the person was a prodigy from a titanium rank force or one of the big three, he or she is going to perish to the point that none of their body would be spared.

Devon was taking up his pent on anger on the inn, even if he couldn't kill all the people in the inn, at least fifty percent of them would them went and their building and resources would be gone.

He aimed to destroy this place, as it was the only way for that person to come out and face him.

However, before the strike could hit the inn, two men cloaked men in black attire from head to toe appeared in front of Devon. The two stared at Devon, with eyes full of greed.

It was as though because of the strength they had, they didn't bother hiding the greed in their eyes and revealed it.

"Kid, I admire your courage a lot..... To be honest, in all the years I've spent in the inn this is the first time someone had dared attack us this way."

"The rules of the inn say that you would have to pay with your life, but considering your talent, I'm willing to let things slide as long as you take me as your master."

If it was any other person in the underground world, they would have jumped to this opportunity as the cloaked man was definitely beyond the Transcendent realm.

But in Devon's case, he chuckled, "Hahahahaha..... This past day I can't measure how strong I've become, but with the two of you here, I guess it's my lucky day." Devon said, placing the black sword on his shoulder.

"Hahahahahaha...Wai-" The cloaked man who spoke earlier was laughing at Devon's words. This was the most funniest joke they had ever heard in their life.

However, his laughter was cut short when he felt a breeze through him. He immediately thrust his arms forward, in front of his chest, hoping to block whatever was coming at him.

*TING*

He went ten steps backward before he managed to regain his stance. Nevertheless, the less, he was devastated at what had just happened. As if he had been five seconds late, then he would have died at the hand of this person.

The man who had caused it all was still in his position, he didn't even seem to have moved an inch from where he was. However, the black sword was nowhere to be seen.

"This shouldn't take me too much time," Devon said.

The other cloaked man stared at his partner as he wondered what had just happened. He had also felt the unusual breeze that changed the atmosphere.

He also didn't take it seriously until he felt all the hairs on his body stand. He was stronger than his partner, so he sensed the danger it contained. He was just about to warn his partner, but it was already too late.

"Kill him.... I'm going to take care of the other one." Devon spoke out, it was unknown who he was talking to but when they saw the black sword appear again, they quickly understood who he was talking to.

Devon smirked, seeing their reactions. The attack which struck earlier was the black sword.

The arrival of the sutra of the overlord and the primordial chaos energy didn't only affect Devon, but it also brought several changes upon the black sword.

Most especially the primordial chaos energy, as it nourished the black sword beyond expectation. The black sword was just like Devon, it rejected both celestial and cosmic energy and only absorbed the life energy it got from Devon.

However, when it saw the primordial chaos energy, the black sword absorbed it as greedily, it was as though the primordial chaos energy was its favorite meal.

So, not only did Devon become stronger, but his weapon also advanced a lot and at this point, the black sword was beginning to develop a consciousness of its own.

It was already capable of attacking someone on its own, and it wasn't even fully awakened yet.

Devon shot like a bolt of lightning towards the cloaked man, who claimed to be stronger. The instant Devon moved towards his target, the black sword did the same.

The cloaked man was already prepared for Devon as he sent out a punch towards Devon. The power his fist contained seemed to be capable of shattering space.

Only his punch made the four corners of the world tremble slightly.

The cloaked man was one of those experts who specialize in hand-to-hand combat. They were one of the rarest sets of experts in the world, as each one of them had to train their fist to the core, making it as strong as a weapon.

Some years ago, there was a terrifying expert who practiced his fist art to the core. It was said that a single punch from him was capable of destroying a rank 8 artifact completely.

That was the strong first cultivator could become.

However, in the face of punch, there wasn't any fear or panic on Devon's face instead, he even seemed more excited. The energy which was around the fist didn't have any effect on Devon as he simply ignored them.

Getting to the cloaked man, Devon grabbed his fist, then struck a punch of his own onto the man's face.

The punch which was delivered onto the man's face caused it to squeeze and his pupils sank deeper. His whole face became disfigured and was covered in blood.

His sets of teeth had already gone as the punch brushed everything off. Though for an expert of his level they were bound to regrow, however, the damage was already done to his self-esteem.

It could end up becoming his heart demon, and he won't be able to advance in his realm anymore. That was just extreme the hit was.

Aside from the damage that was done physically, there was also another damage the punch caused to the cloaked man.

Meanwhile, Devon who had just punched through someone's face wasn't done at all, as after the hit to the face was done, Devon immediately grabbed his head and slammed his knee onto the cloaked man's face.

Each of Devon's moves contained his full power and his accuracy at the limit, it wasn't something one could dodge easily or avoid.

The hit sent the cloaked man crashing down to the ground, he was devastated, it had been a very long time since he had felt the feeling of death around him, and after getting to this high realm he had forgotten that death itself existed.

However, this battle reminded him that death really existed and the door of death was opened to him.

What he couldn't believe was, even after becoming this powerful and attaining a very high realm, he wasn't able to land a single hit on this person's body.

For someone like the cloaked man, this was humiliating as well as a complete beat down. He made him even feel as though he had wasted his whole life cultivating.

The cloaked man wasn't the only one in this horrifying state, his partner who had arrived with him was also in this state. As his entire body was full of sword strikes.

At the moment he was currently running for his life but regardless of which places he ran to, the black sword kept chasing after him, as it attacked him times without numbers.

A smile appeared on Devon's face, as he witnessed the scene. He was also surprised at the growth of the black sword and hadn't expected it to become this strong.

Devon vanished from where he was and appeared before the fleeing cloaked man. He grabbed his head and slammed it on the ground.

The black sword flew towards Devon's hand and just as he was about to kill them, he heard the voice of that person he hated the most.

"Even after all these years, you haven't forgiven your lovely aunty." a woman appeared in front of Devon