Chapter 1327: Behind the Scenes!

Immortals are the Constitution!

And after the Constitution collapses, it is as if the character for Immortal has lost its mountain, leaving only—

Humanity.

This is also the case now, etched in the azure heavens, the body of the ancient immortal kneeling and retreating.

He gazed at his own hand, now disintegrating, and discovered that the causal Dao marks that once granted him omnipotence were now transforming into the light of sunset, flowing across his ravaged skin as the final brilliance.

Within the light, countless light butterflies could be faintly seen, and each butterfly was a manifestation of his past causality and fate; yet now, as they flew forth, these butterflies struggled one by one, as if deprived of their source, beginning to dissipate.

Seeing this, the ancient immortal gave a bitter smile.

His entire being seemed to have been drained of essence, energy, and spirit, and thus withered once more descended upon him.

The wrinkles on his face split open again, the causality he had replaced erupted once more, his newly silver hair bent anew, strand by strand falling out!

Even the vast immortal body behind him began to surge turbulently.

His aura, moreover, collapsed instantly like a breached dam, from the peak it had reached when the Constitution erupted.

At the same time, mouthfuls of Dao blood containing his immortal source could not be restrained, gushing from his mouth.

That blood, in midair, emitted a foul stench, and as it fell, it transformed into countless crimson mists, dispersing in all directions.

This scene stirred the hearts and spirits of all sentient beings of the myriad races of Eastern Wanggu.

The Empress's breathing grew ragged there, and Seventh Uncle also felt a jolt in his heart.

Zhou Zhengli and the others, each one, also revealed strange brilliance.

Indeed, such a constitutional struggle, capable of moving the opponent's foundation, unless it is a mortal enmity of life and death, otherwise immortals would not choose this method between themselves.

Therefore—. Such constitutional contention is exceedingly rare.

Only Chen Erniu licked his lips, gazing at Xu Qing and the ancient immortal on the celestial canopy, muttering to himself inwardly.

"Isn't this just trash talk? I'm good at that. If I look at it this way, when I become Xia Xian one day, won't I be invincible among immortals?"

As Chen Erniu's thoughts wandered here and there, on the azure heavens, Xu Qing's gaze fell upon the ancient immortal, and a voice laden with deep meaning echoed.

"At this moment, you still have one choice."

Hearing this, the ancient immortal slowly turned his head, his expression weathered, and within his eyes also flickered a sigh.

He did not look toward Xu Qing, but toward the land of Eastern Wanggu.

Gazing upon this land he knew yet did not know, upon the myriad races here, especially upon the human race here.

Finally, his gaze settled upon Seventh Uncle.

Seventh Uncle remained silent.

And the ancient immortal closed his eyes; the vast immortal form he had condensed behind him began now to collapse.

Cracks spread rapidly across his immortal body, and just as these fissures permeated his entire form, the ancient immortal's closed eyes snapped open.

He seemed to have made some resolution, a choice forming in his heart.

At the instant his eyes opened, dense silver immortal fire erupted within his body with a boom, instantly filling his entire form, and moreover spreading along those cracks into the surrounding void.

His entire being seemed to have become the ultimate yang.

Within that endless flame, he clenched his left fist, the heart of his fist holding his own immortal source, about to be extinguished.

His other hand extended flat, palm upward, bearing all the causality accumulated over a hundred thousand years of cultivation.

Sensing both hands, he drew a deep breath, with no further hesitation, he turned his palm's immortal source into firewood, and his entire causality into fuel, all—

Merged into himself!

In an instant, the immortal source dispersed, causality extinguished.

And the silver fire emanating from within his immortal body surged instantly, overflowing from his immortal form and continuously rising toward the azure heavens, the flames raging like a flood.

During this process, a thunderous, earth-shaking roar echoed forth.

This sound seemed to contain some farewell, transcending Lei Ting, shattering heaven and earth.

It resonated in the bloodlines of all living beings of the myriad races.

And when his immortal fire, in its relentless ascent, touched the apex of the Nine Heavens, the Eastern Wanggu seal, the entire azure heavens were dyed silver.

Yet this silver was not right, giving a feeling of pallor.

As if mourning the end of this ancient immortal's journey.

For he burned not only his immortal power, but also the merit he had earned long ago by leading the Houtu Star Ring to take dominion over Eastern Wanggu!

Those crowns that once made him radiant now transformed into medals of substitution.

By this.. exchanged for the Constitution destroyed, humanity not destroyed!

At the moment of complete burnout, the silver fire lost its silver hue, returned to his body, filled the cracks, making him appear as before,

Still an old man.

But upon him, there was no longer any immortal intent.

The azure heavens, too, as the fire faded, saw the first yang rise in the distance.

The first ray of morning light pierced the thin sea of clouds, shining upon the old man's tattered Daoist robe.

"After all, the immortal position has fallen."

"From now on, this old man and Eastern Wanggu have no further connection———"

The ancient immortal murmured.

Subsequently, the light in his eyes condensed once more, gazing toward Xu Qing.

"Junior, this old man is as you wished!"

"And now, this old man also has a wish!"

"Back then, with sword power, he left a remembrance in the azure heavens, that person's sword was stunning."

"You, at that time, by his side, could you have learned his sword?"

Xu Qing looked at the ancient immortal and nodded.

The ancient immortal's eyes shone even brighter.

"Draw the sword!"

Xu Qing's right hand suddenly rose, pressing lightly toward the earth below, and a low sound from his mouth spread in all directions.

"The Dao of the Emperor throughout his life is all for the sword."

"He created five swords in total."

"The first form is called—? Earth Treasury."

As he spoke, the human race's earth rumbled, and with Xu Qing's immortal sense merging into it, the rumbling grew louder, instantly sweeping across Eastern Wanggu, raising a muffled sound, stirring the heavens to change color.

Shocking the heart and spirit.

And Xu Qing's voice echoed within the earth's rumbling.

"So-called Earth Treasury is to mainly provoke earth qi, using sword intent to replace earth intent, transforming earth qi into sword qi."

"After gathering, it condenses into the Earth Sword!"

As he spoke, the rumbling of Eastern Wanggu's earth seemed like countless earth dragons erupting, waves of earth qi rising into the sky, rapidly gathering—

into an astonishing great sword!

Its color was Xuanhuang, standing firm in the heavens!

But it did not fall.

"The second form is called Split Void!"

Xu Qing raised his right hand toward the heavens and pressed lightly.

At this moment, the heavens dimmed, and even the void blurred.

A terrifying force seemed to descend from nowhere, enveloping all void in Eastern Wanggu, drawing out every breath of nothingness!

"This sword was created by the Emperor back then for the ancient emperor to wage war against all races."

"It can shatter the void, and the traces of its shattering are sword marks."

"These sword marks, boundless and endless, when gathered together, can form the Split Void Sword!"

As Xu Qing's words spread, the void suddenly collapsed.

One after another, spatial rifts continuously appeared on the heavens of Eastern Wanggu.

Dense and endless.

These were both rifts and sword marks!

As Xu Qing's raised right hand clenched tightly, these countless sword marks came from all directions, before Xu Qing,

gathering into the second astonishing sword!

The sword light spread, the sword qi destroyed the withered, the sword intent stabilized heaven and earth,

Looking at these two swords, the human race was moved, especially where the Empress was, her eyes showing reminiscence.

As for the myriad races, they all did so.

Indeed, it was the Emperor's sword-drawing back then that granted half a century of peace to the beings of Eastern Wanggu; without that half century, Eastern Wanggu's catastrophe could not have been altered in the slightest.

And at the ancient immortal's side, his expression carried a hint of sigh.

Although he knew that the sword cultivator Emperor of that year had awakened with a wounded face to threaten, he still had to admit that the opponent's sword—even if viewed now—was still stunning.

"Continue."

The ancient immortal spoke in a low voice.

Xu Qing's eyes held deep meaning as he raised his hand and waved.

"The third form—named Tiangong."

"This form is for slaughter, targeting only cultivators—thus, after the descent of the divine spirits, the Emperor used it only once."

"And the so-called Tiangong is formed from each cultivator at Golden Core or above, who constructs a Tiangong within their body!"

Xu Qing spoke calmly, his raised right hand suddenly falling.

Previously scattered, all cultivators at Golden Core or above who had surged into Eastern Wanggu's holy lands, at this moment, no matter where they were, in this instant,

their hearts and spirits rumbled.

Their inner Heavenly Palaces rumbled and trembled, as if controlled, and furthermore, from within their own Heavenly Palaces, they condensed illusory swords that burst out of their bodies!

Gathering into a sword sea, howling heaven and earth, coming from all directions like a tsunami.

From afar, the momentum was heaven-shaking and earth-shaking, finally condensing before Xu Qing into the third astonishing great sword!

"The fourth sword, its name is Star Radiance!"

At the moment the words were transmitted, the heavens rumbled, and in this instant, daytime was replaced by night.

And in the night, countless stars shone.

Innumerable starlight transformed into streaks of sword light, forming countless long swords, coming from the starry sky, falling upon the world.

Forming the fourth astonishing sword!

The divine spirits of Eastern Wanggu fell silent, the heavens' ancient immortal gazed.

And the Empress's body trembled slightly.

Indeed, in that moment, within that starlight, within the radiance of those four great swords, Xu Qing's figure blurred, and for an instant, in the eyes, it seemed as if he had become the Sword-Wielding Emperor.

"The final sword"

Within the sword's radiance, Xu Qing's mind surfaced with the voice of the Sword-Wielding Emperor from that year, speaking softly.

"This sword was created by the Emperor to protect the human race, hence its name—Humanity!"

After the defeat in Dongsheng, the difficult humanity.

In the Sacred Heaven era, the struggling humanity.

The Mirror Cloud held in hand, the revived mortal realm.

During the reign of the Dao World, the unyielding mortal realm.

Ten thousand years of the Xuan War, the chaotic mortal realm.

After the Empress of Li Xia, the rising mortal realm!

"This is the mortal realm he guarded; he is gone, but I remain."

Xu Qing spoke softly.

As in the past, questioning the heart, ten thousand zhang!

Startling the world as it arose.

Upon the azure heavens, overlapping with the previous four swords, converging into one, becoming the true—mortal realm sword!

Toward where the Ancient Immortal was, one sword—descended!

The Ancient Immortal closed his eyes.

But that mortal realm sword, at the moment it fell toward the Ancient Immortal, suddenly veered, heading toward the void behind the Ancient Immortal!

Ripples in the void, a droplet of golden river water, actually manifested from within the void.

At the instant it touched the sword, this river water emitted a sound that startled the gods, then violently erupted, forming streaks, forming sheets.

In an instant, it transformed into a vast divine river that made Eastern Wanggu tremble and caused the starry sky to ripple!

This river is not substantive, merely an illusory projection, yet within it countless stars, all beings and myriad things can be seen, and lotus flowers can also be seen blooming.

Within those lotuses, countless figures sit cross-legged—there are foreign beings, there are humans, there are cultivators of earth, there are divine spirits.

Moreover, within the river water, faintly there is a cold-modeled golden giant eye, slowly opening.

Precisely the northern ninth star ring, the divine venerable mother river!

"What we have awaited is you!"

In Xu Qing's eyes, at this instant, there burst forth the peerless cold light that had been suppressed until now!