Chapter 1359: To Be Called a Legacy Is This Sovereign's Shame!

The Upper Realm's Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong!

When even a sliver of its true foundation is revealed, it is enough to overturn the situation and reverse everything.

That sword-light — see it, and it arrives!

Everyone who witnessed it was instantly plunged into absolute darkness; everything between heaven and earth vanished, leaving only themselves — themselves, fallen into an endless dark.

"Immortal art's fruition…"

Jiang Ding stood within the endless dark, death looming over his heart like a stormcloud, yet he instantly grew serene, like a monk who had attained the Way — his mind's lake a mirror, without a single ripple.

"Fellow Daoist,"

"Immortal art's fruition — I have it too!"

Clang!

He drew his sword.

Within the darkness, a single tiny point of light appeared.

This was the Taiqing Flying Sword.

Around the flying sword, the Six Paths of Reincarnation — long hazy, perpetually in a state of virtualization — finally revealed their forms completely: six black-hole worlds of ceaseless reincarnation — Human, Hell, Asura, Animal, Hungry Ghost, and Heaven — each world governed by its own order, revolving around the sword-master.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation world froze upon the destruction of the Hell Path.

At that moment, the Hell Path's light suddenly blazed, radiating brilliance!

The Hell Path utterly suppressed the radiance of the other five paths, blooming outward, filling heaven and earth, scattering the endless darkness between them.

Beneath the terrified gazes of the countless fierce ghosts and monsters within that Hell Path, a materialist sun — a star — slowly rose!

She radiated endless brilliance; the light of law-annihilation and destruction reached its utmost extreme, and every spiritual-energy particle in the endless heaven and earth was profoundly affected, beginning to grow inert.

The very foundation upon which the immortal-dao civilization existed was shaken, and all manner of chaotic, terrifying anomalies of the Dharma-Ending Age began to appear!

Amid such terrifying anomalies, within that endless dark starry sky, a dark-purple thunder of destruction sword-light revealed its form, piercing toward the blue-robed youth's skull — nearly exceeding the spiritual-sense limit of a Refining-Void cultivator, impossible to witness.

But this sword-art was no longer formless and intangible!

It was now something that could be witnessed — no longer invincible!

"Fellow Daoist Chong Guang Lei!"

"A fine sword-art, but you've practiced it far too poorly!"

Jiang Ding bared a ferocious expression and roared: "Watch closely, learn well!"

"Let this Sovereign teach you how a true immortal-art-fruition sword-art should be wielded!"

"This sword was born from the fire-path application within the immortal art · Town-Sky, inheriting the explorations of the Path of Destruction made by successive Great Sun Sword-Masters of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion. Its name is —"

"Sword of the Destroying Sun!"

Boom!

A materialist sun — a star that had existed for billions of years in a spiritless universe — slowly rose!

That light of destruction, that light of law-forbidden, law-annihilating

radiance — at this moment it was like billions upon billions of golden-light divine swords blooming, piercing through everything, actively surging forth to meet the dark-purple immortal sword in annihilation, in destruction.

The star that would destroy all and the immortal sword that would slaughter the world collided beneath the gaze of all!

Heaven and earth froze for an instant.

The wind stopped, the rain ceased, space and the rules of the Heavenly Dao halted their flow; even the souls of all beings in heaven and earth went utterly rigid, no longer able to perceive time, falling into a momentary state of temporal stasis.

Then,

Boom!

A mushroom cloud of total destruction bloomed between heaven and earth, annihilating tens of thousands of kilometers of the rules of heaven and earth, annihilating everything.

The world entered a state of pitch blackness; even light was extinguished, unable to exist in such a place — all was destroyed.

Clang!

Within that annihilating mushroom cloud, a dark-purple thunder-destruction flying sword let out a wail and retreated backward.

This was the first time it had ever retreated in a direct confrontation!

Clang!

Clang-clang!

As the light of destruction faded, a blue-gold flying sword appeared amid the endless radiance, its sword-howl surging like wave after wave, ringing and clanging, proclaiming its will to all beings of heaven and earth.

She would become the sovereign of the sword-path, reigning over all beneath heaven!

"Pah!"

In response, Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun and his life-bound flying sword vomited blood and retreated, sustaining light injuries.

This scene deeply shocked every sword-cultivator.

The inferior defying the superior!

In the Upper Realm where the sword-path flourished, such a being had finally appeared once more — not a legacy, but surpassing a legacy. Never had a Sun-legacy sword-cultivator shone so brilliantly as today; one person, one sword, radiating glorious splendor.

"Sun legacy…"

Xuanyang Shenjun felt his heart tremble.

Something took root and sprouted within his heart.

A certain resplendent great Dao was cleaved open before him, harboring terrible danger — and terrible opportunity.

The Shenjun, who had cultivated the Dao for tens of thousands of years and weathered countless storms, at this moment seemed to have returned to his youth — his heart surging, unable to contain itself.

"Fellow Daoist Chong Guang Lei,"

"You still need much more practice…"

Jiang Ding gazed at that blood-spitting, lightly wounded figure and said with murderous, chilling intent: "Don't be so weak! I have placed far too many hopes in the Upper Realm's legacy sword-cultivators."

"If you are this weak, please take your own life before me — and let the Heavenly Sword Sword-Son come!"

"This lord has been called the Great Sun Sword Son for several thousand years, and now someone dares to call him a mere inheritor of sword cultivation?"

"This is an insult!"

"An utter humiliation!"

"Within a day, I shall sever the heads of the Grand Yin Sword Son, the Grand Sun Sword Son, the Heavenly Sword Son, and every Suoyouxian Sect Dao Son, along with the bone and blood of the strongest bloodlines of all immortal-like clans—"

"—to forge a supreme immortal-forging foundation!"

"Arrogance!"

Lei Chong Guang Canghai Tianjun flew into a towering rage.

"How could a mere mountain wild cultivator like you be fit to challenge the Heavenly Sword Son?"

He forcefully expelled the blood from his mouth, turning it to ash, then let out a piercing shriek and slashed out a sphere of light wreathed by endless thunder-destruction runes. It instantly expanded, filling the space between heaven and earth, forming in a flash a world of thunder destruction.

Jiang Ding raised his head.

In every direction, his Sword Domain had already been wrapped within a world of thunder, sealed off and cut off from all external spiritual Qi, while his opponent remained unaffected.

A terrifying, boundless thunder sword formation rose within this Thunder Realm. Eighteen thousand swords took shape, and ten thousand thunder flying swords hacked toward the blue-robed youth at the center. Under the formation's amplification, the sword-light's might surged once more, breaking through layer upon layer of limits—another application born of the comprehension results of an Immortal-Sword technique.

"A sword-realm sword art of the Dao of Thunder?"

Jiang Ding gave a slight nod.

"What a pity, though—this hardly counts for anything."

"Fellow Daoist Chong Guang Lei, it's still the same as ever. This is a powerful sword art, but you still haven't mastered it."

Hum!

Around Jiang Ding, the world of the Six Paths of Reincarnation—six dark, abyssal black holes—suddenly expanded, likewise covering all of heaven and earth. The Human Path, Hell Path, Heaven Path, Asura Path, Human Path, and Hungry Ghost Path unfurled, easily shattering the Thunder Realm's spiritual Qi seal.

"Kill!"

Lei Chong Guang Canghai Tianjun's eyes flashed blood-red as he roared fiercely.

Eighteen thousand flying swords, imbued with the comprehension results of an Immortal-Sword technique, were sharp beyond all limits, slicing through all things in heaven and earth, cleaving open space and rules, arriving in an instant and plunging into the Human Path that stood in their way.

Whizz!

Countless bolts of destructive thunder-light bloomed!

In but an instant, the interstellar civilization that had stood resplendent in the starry sky, along with their planets—countless orbital cannons, fighters, and warships—were all reduced to countless fragments. Every living being was annihilated; even the sky and the earth shattered. Nothing remained.

The Thunder Realm's inexhaustible thunder-light poured in, utterly shattering this space.

Yet, heaven and earth shifted, and the universe's time turned.

Lei Chong Guang Canghai Tianjun's vision blurred. When he opened his eyes again, he found to his astonishment that he had arrived in a world where vegetation flourished beyond compare, where myriad lifeforms thrived in every form, a world at the peak of prosperity—everything had reappeared.

"The Six Paths…"

His face darkened.