Chapter 526

Lord of End let out a roar, he used his understanding of the concept of termination, forcibly constructing a concept barrier around his and his subordinates' consciousness,

Only then did it barely manage to resist that terrifying suction.

Even so, his soul core continued to frantically warn, that fear stemming from the life instinct of being assimilated,

It made this old monster who had lived for hundreds of millions of years feel waves of palpitations.

"This... this is it forging a sword, or creating a... monster that devours civilization?"

Wo Xi Ling's voice trembled, her face ashen as paper.

And at this moment,

As the core of the entire fusion process, Qin Hao's experience was entirely on another level.

When the soul sea poured into 【Xuanyuan】, his consciousness also merged into it.

He felt no pain or conflict.

Only a sense of... grandeur.

An unprecedented grandeur.

At this moment, he was no longer Qin Hao.

He was the ancestor who wielded a stone axe, cleaving mountains in the flood.

The general in armor, defending the city walls against foreign invasion.

The scholar holding scrolls, passing down wisdom by candlelight.

The astronaut piloting a starship, pioneering a home in the star sea.

Countless descendants of Yan and Huang, the five-thousand-year epic of civilization, all memories, emotions, glory and humiliation, laughter and tears...

At this moment, they became his memories, his emotions.

His thoughts were no longer limited to a single 【individual】, but expanded to the dimension of a civilization.

He could clearly feel every citizen's thoughts, sense their subtlest emotional fluctuations.

Yet this flood of information did not confuse him; instead, like countless tributaries flowing into the sea, it made his consciousness unprecedentedly clear, powerful, and inclusive.

"So... this is us..."

Qin Hao's consciousness, in this vast ocean, let out a satisfied sigh.

He finally understood the true meaning of 【Xuanyuan】.

It is not a weapon; it is the embodiment of the Yan and Huang civilization concept.

It is the spine forged by this great living entity of civilization!

【Fusion Degree: 30%...... 50%...... 80%......】

【Opening Heaven System prompt: Fusion nearing completion, please commander prepare to assume supreme control of the Sword of Civilization.】

"I am ready."

Qin Hao's will sank into the sword's core, tightly bonding with the forming, magnificent collective consciousness of civilization.

He will become the sword's "haft," becoming the "hand" that wields this power.

【Fusion Degree: 99%......】

【Historical database loaded......】

【Technology tree structure diagram loaded......】

【Civilization emotion model loaded......】

【Fusion Degree: 100%!】

【Soul Armament—Sword of Civilization forging complete!】

At the moment the Opening Heaven System announced completion.

Ommm—!

The bronze ancient sword that had devoured all light and sound shuddered violently.

Immediately after,

A blinding sword light, indescribable in words, as if from the dawn of the universe, shot up from the blade!

This sword light was not glaring; instead, it was exceedingly warm and moist.

Where it passed, distorted space was smoothed, chaotic rules were tidied,

Even the concept barrier set up by the Lord of End melted before this sword light.

All beings bathed in the sword light felt their souls cleansed; all fatigue, fear, and distracting thoughts were swept away.

Their Life Levels, under the sword light's glow, actually faintly rose.

"This... this is..."

Wo Xi Ling stared blankly at the sword light, her eyes filled with disbelief.

The world-destroying monster she had imagined did not appear.

What appeared was a... deity who saves all beings?

The light faded.

A brand-new 【Xuanyuan】 sword hovered silently in the center of the void.

It no longer bore the previous antiquated bronze appearance.

The blade became slender and smooth, presenting a warm, jade-like texture, not metal, but condensed from the purest "civilization" and "history."

There were no patterns on the blade, yet if one focused,

countless images could be seen flowing and fading within it.

This was precisely the magnificent five-thousand-year epic of Yan and Huang.

The hilt's position transformed into a complex yet harmonious nebula map composed of countless points of light,

Each light point represents the soul of a Yanhuang citizen.

And Qin Hao's consciousness sat cross-legged at the exact center of the nebula map, eyes tightly shut, visage solemn and dignified, perfectly merging with the entire sword.

He is the Sword Heart.

"Good... what a beautiful sword..."

Qin Si gazed at this brand-new 【Xuanyuan】 sword, his eyes flashing with strange light.

"I feel... it has come alive."

Qin Wu clenched his fists.

He could feel a vast, unmatched power, sharing the same origin as him, emanating from the sword's body.

Just then,

Qin Hao's eyes snapped open.

No, not a pair of eyes.

But countless pairs of eyes, simultaneously opening through Qin Hao's body, gazing at this universe!

Boom!

An invisible will, powerful enough to make the entire universe tremble, erupted explosively from the sword!

At this moment, all non-Yanhuang civilization beings within the absolute safety zone,

regardless of strength or race, involuntarily felt an urge to prostrate and worship.

This was not a coercive pressure born of fear.

Rather, it was an instinctive reverence and submission from the soul of a lesser lifeform confronting a higher one!

"Is this... the complete form of Yanhuang civilization?"

The Lord of Terminus struggled to resist that urge to submit, his soul trembling,

not from fear, but from excitement!

He saw a brand-new path leading to the cosmic level and beyond!

Not by devouring, not by plundering.

But by condensation, by sublimation!

Forging the entire civilization into a unified, evolving eternal lifeform!

"Time is running out."

The Civilization's Sword emitted a sound—that of Qin Hao's voice, yet blended with the chorus of countless people, sounding immensely grand and immensely imposing.

"Qian Yin, continue to the next step."

"Yes!"

Qian Yin snapped out of her shock and immediately called up the next step's plan.

"The temporary wormhole detonation plan is ready!"

"We will deploy all the portable rule beacons in storage, a total of 1,300,000!"

"We will arrange them at the preset coordinates into a Klein bottle structure, then detonate them simultaneously!"

"The rule vacuum produced by the detonation will instantly tear the spatial dimension we are in, forming a temporary passage linking this place to the cosmic hub!"

"Excellent."

Qin Hao, or rather the Civilization's Sword, slowly turned its tip, pointing at the void marked by Qian Yin.

"Let's begin."

At his command, 1,300,000 rule beacons flew out of the warehouse, rapidly forming in the void a gigantic bottle imperceptible to the naked eye and filled with paradoxical beauty.

"All beacons in place!"

"Detonation procedure initiated!"

"Ten, nine, eight..."