The entire realm of divine martial arts was in upheaval, with numerous top-tier experts casting their gazes into the distance.
There, a towering sword shadow traversed the heavens, reaching from the highest celestial realm to the deepest abyss. Countless beings were awestruck, emitting resonant cries.
At that moment, the entire divine martial arts realm was acutely aware, universally informed. The Northern Sword Emperor of the Chaotic Sword Palace—his Chaotic Sword Embryo had reached completion. None in the divine martial arts realm could rival him.
It seemed that the heavens of the divine martial arts realm were about to undergo a transformation. Inside the Chaotic Sword Palace, deafening congratulatory voices resounded.
"Congratulations to the Northern Sword Emperor for achieving boundless mastery—the unrivaled Chaotic Sword Emperor in the divine martial arts realm!"
Congratulations echoed throughout the vast expanse of the Chaotic Sword Palace, shaking the entire divine martial arts realm. Countless factions began to feel uneasy.
In the realm where martial prowess reigned supreme, unification had never been achieved throughout the myriad years.
However, this Northern Sword Emperor emerged a century ago, dominating the various factions' prodigies. He boldly declared, "The day the Chaotic Sword Embryo reaches completion will mark the unification of the divine martial arts realm!"
"With a resounding 'boom' echoing through the realm of the sword, a majestic silhouette materialized instantly, grandiose and boundless.
In that moment, Danwu experienced an infinite evolution of the sword's path, comprehending the boundless sword essence within. Every aspect related to the way of the sword became as clear as a palm's lines.
He even felt a sensation that he was merely a step away from reaching the end of the path!
Closing his eyes, he remained in this unfathomable state for an extended duration, gradually awakening as the twin pupils opened. The shattered illusion of the Sword of Delusion dissipated, revealing a revelation within his eyes.
After utilizing the Pomo Sword Pupil technique, his pupils took on a chaotic hue, radiating a dazzling and intimidating brilliance. Within them unfolded myriad peculiar scenes: the evolution of the universe, the annihilation of galaxies, the collapse of heaven and earth, and the decay of all things.
Glancing at his own palm, information converged, vividly presented in an intuitive manner before his eyes.".
Beholding his extensive array of cultivation aptitudes, a dazzling array of golden radiance, he felt a sudden light-headedness. The old blind man was indeed not mistaken; he truly possessed the aptitude of a sword immortal, albeit born in the wrong era.
Subsequently, employing the Pomo Sword Pupil technique once again, he strolled around the Godly Sword Peak, observing the world from an alternative perspective.
The old man at the same time release the aura of possessed potential of an ancient sword immortal.
In an instant, the old man summoning the Great Yang Sword Embryo, he gently wielded the sword.
"Boom!"
His mind trembled intensely, a horrified expression dominating his face. Subsequently, an endless wave of joy surged within him, unstoppable and overwhelming.
With just one swing of the sword, the towering figure on the path of the sword seemed to show a slight tremor, as if it had moved forward a bit.
The scene unfolds amidst the celestial expanse, where a congregation assembles atop ethereal clouds, poised to traverse the ethereal river. Those crossing the river gain passage into an alternate realm, commencing a new cycle of existence.185Please respect copyright.PENANAmOkOVkAQ3G
A surging vitality within compels the protagonist to channel it into the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, bypassing blockages effortlessly. In customary practices, unfurling even a single meridian demands prolonged cultivation and unwavering resolve. Yet, today, the rupture of two meridians unfolds with remarkable ease, widening the chasm between current achievements and past endeavors.
Amidst resonating roars, the corridor's walls reverberate with scraping clamor, likely due to a colossal figure hindering the pace. Undeterred, the protagonist forges ahead, overtaking others with haste, sprinting towards the blinding luminescence at the corridor's terminus.
In fleeting moments, a piercing cry rends the air as the protagonist escapes the corridor, squinting against the searing brilliance. As clarity dawns, a disconcerting tableau unfolds.
A broad circular dais, enveloped in a yellow silt expanse, dominates the vista. An array of colossal stone formations adorns the periphery, while several akin darkened corridors flank the platform. However, an atypical child within the queue exhibits peculiar behavior. Their gait is ethereal, as if effortlessly traversing the breeze. 185Please respect copyright.PENANAOfPyxuRPKH
Concurrently, a relentless surge of vigour courses through the child's form, mending even the wound upon their brow. Harnessing this vital essence, the child breaches the lake, embarking on a martial path.185Please respect copyright.PENANAGYgsjbhr9I
Though a mere four years old, the child obtains a small blade from an aged matron in the front, cleaving their garments into elongated strands, crafting a makeshift tether. Subsequently, they swap places with the queue's subsequent occupant.
The child's actions draw the attention of order-keeping celestial beings. Fortuitously, they remain unnoticed, concealed amidst the celestial veil. After intertwining the strips and reclining within the clouds, the child fashions the rope's conclusion. They cast one end from the clouds, employing it as a guide, descending swiftly, the length seamlessly reaching the ground.
Exultantly, the child hastens homeward, plunging into the embrace of a fatigued woman. In a fleeting span, the sprinting silhouette experiences an invigorating surge within their limbs, as though having weathered a decade of formidable cultivation, culminating in a profound transformation.
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