Chapter 6862
"My status of the Law of Paths is bestowed by the previous Supreme Path," Wesley declared firmly.
"Being a law, it should uphold the righteousness and fairness of the Path. Are you not planning to leave
now?"
"It seems you have truly turned against us!" Cyril could not contain his anger as he shouted. "As the
Law of Paths, you've colluded with demons, ravaged Zymurgy, slaughtered supreme beings, and
kidnapped the rulers of myriad worlds. Your sins are immense, your evils overflowing."
Upon hearing these words, Wesley burst into hearty laughter. The laughter was filled with bitterness
and helplessness, but above all, there was contempt and murderous intent.
"Your laughter is pointless!" Cyril shouted angrily. "I know you're practically invincible below the Forty
Heavens. I'm no match for you even as the same Daeclon Mahayana Rank powerhouse as you.
However, since the Path Emperor has tasked me with bringing down the gods, we are all prepared.
Today, I wield the Path Banner, and with your betrayal of the Path, I shall annihilate you beneath the
Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword."
As he spoke, he took out a command flag inscribed with 'Path' characters. With a swift wave, the entire
Thirty-Three Heavens trembled violently, and the void crackled with thunder and lightning, as if Path
punishment was descending.
noveldramaWesley was greatly shocked upon seeing this scene. He never expected Cyril to come prepared. Cyril
even brought the most sacred weapon of the Greater Realms, the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword. It
seemed he had truly received the appointment from Emperor Qadeer.
Amidst a burst of thunder and lightning, and the trembling of the earth, a divine sword shimmering with
myriad colors, accompanied by a buzzing sword cry, descended from the void of the Thirty-Three
Heavens. Cyril waved the command flag, carrying a majestic aura and divine power, as he confronted
Wesley directly.
In that moment, Wesley was enveloped by the divine radiance, seemingly frozen in place. He was
utterly defenseless. However, the sword suddenly stopped less than five meters away from Wesley. Itshined with sacred glory and emitted a buzzing sound.
"Wesley Shepherd, if you kneel now, awaken to the truth, and stand against the demons, I can spare
you for the sake of our past friendship," Cyril
declared. "Otherwise, once the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword falls upon you, you will be extinguished,
and your soul will be scattered with no possibility of reincarnation. Not even the previous Supreme Path
can save you."
It was a blatant threat. Wesley spoke calmly with a smile on his face, "Let nature take its course. My
nature is as it is, there's no reason for it, and there's no need to change."
With that, he suddenly erupted with divine radiance. A zafu shimmering with Quell Divine Light
appeared beneath him, upon which he slowly sat down. 'The Path is desireless, emotionless, formless,
and wordless." Wesley’s divine and majestic voice echoed from the void. 'The law is selfless, egoless,
fearless, and impartial. It ensures eternal fairness for the living beings of myriad realms. It also
enforces karmic retribution without bias or resentment."
Then, Wesley stared at the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword ahead. "I’m the Law of Paths appointed by the
previous Supreme Path. I'm unable to uphold the Path, nor the law, witnessing living beings suffer in
dire straits without being able to save them, seeing the greed of supreme beings across the Greater
Realms, yet I am unable to punish them. These are mere empty titles, making me live on borrowed
prestige. I’ll find liberation and supreme glory if I die under the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword."
Cyril trembled with rage, his face turning ashen after hearing Wesley's resolute and resounding words.
"Fine, Wesley Shepherd. You're willing to sacrifice yourself for a bunch of insignificant demons. Since
you’ve had enough of being the Law of Paths, then I’ll grant your wish!"
With a roar, Cyril waved the command flag. Immediately after, the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword, which
was just within reach of Wesley, erupted with dazzling myriad-colored light and a buzzing sword cry.
Then, it charged straight toward Wesley.
"Wesley, no!" Thea screamed hoarsely.
'The Law of Paths..." Beatrice shouted in anger and sorrow.
"What kind of Path is this?" Zeux cursed loudly. "The Five Path Emperors are nothing but thieves androbbers."
Wesley slowly closed his eyes and made no resistance while facing the rapidly approaching Wuia
Demon-Slayer Sword.