Chapter 1599: The Sword Dao, My Joy

"Oh?"

"Uncle Sword Thunder, what do you mean?"

The Sword Son of the Heavenly Sword felt joy in his heart.

"Go fight, Little Xuan."

"Not a slaughter like hunting caged beasts, but like a hunter seeking prey, killing alone."

The Heavenly Immortal Sword Thunder spoke slowly: "We will never help you beat a Heavenly Immortal half to death and then send him into the duel arena to fight you; that would be disrespect to war."

"You can mobilize the sect's resources and intelligence to influence the grand situation."

"Then, go find the Heavenly Immortals of the Demon Race, find the Heavenly Immortals of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, and any Heavenly Immortals outside the sects, even the Heavenly Immortals of the Profound Artifact Sect; find them, set traps, wound them heavily, then fight them and survive."

"Failure is fine; we escape, survive the calamity, and try again. If we don't die, we continue, continue until we succeed."

"Or, death."

"In this process, you will absolutely receive no help or leniency from the many old brothers, because this is the Ancestor's will. You must believe the Ancestor's heart is hard enough."

"Of course, if you choose not to take this opportunity, none of this will happen."

"We old brothers can just eat, drink, play, and fool around; spending a life like that isn't bad. Even if gods came to trade for these good days, we wouldn't do it."

The Heavenly Immortal Sword Thunder said calmly.

For the old friends of Lei Yang, there is a way of life in loafing and waiting for death, and a way of life in striving upward.

Everything is free.

Even if all the young people of the entire sect want to loaf and wait for death, it doesn't matter.

The Ancestor's lifespan is long enough for them to live happily for a lifetime; handing the sect's inheritance to excellent outsiders is not unacceptable.

Hundreds of thousands of years later, when this generation of Lei Yang's old friends, the old brothers, and their close descendants all reach the end of their lives, the entire Lei Yang Heavenly Sword Realm will, like many ancient Immortal Sects, become a normal sect."

They all know the many flaws and hidden dangers, and they simply do not care.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha..."

The Sword Son of the Heavenly Sword laughed carelessly: "Uncle, what is there to choose?"

"Loafing and waiting for death is happy; playing with women is happy; fighting fierce enemies, fleeing in a wretched state under their power, and escaping life by a hair's breadth— isn't that happiness too?"

"Burden? What burden is there?"

"Here, I am simply choosing a different kind of happiness from other brothers. The Ancestor gave us a free life, a life we can choose at will."

"This is my choice: to find the meaning of life in combat and slaughter."

"Hahaha! Excellent."

"This is our happiness."

The Heavenly Immortal Sword Thunder

also revealed a carefree smile: "Others always think we are carrying heavy burdens, but in truth, where is the weight? The Ancestor has already shouldered all the Weight Within of life."

"We chose this path actually because we love it."

Profound Artifact Sect · Tiangong Star Chain World Cluster.

A handsome youth strolled through a dim yellow realm; lights dotted the surroundings, and the howls and whimpers of artifact spirits occasionally rang out, imprinting themselves on the hearts of living beings.

This handsome youth possessed a feature unforgettable to anyone who saw him.

On his chest was a burning furnace; countless heavenly treasures and powerful living beings were burning inside the furnace, sending up rolling black smoke that billowed from the handsome youth's pupils and mouth and nose.

He occasionally grabbed a piece of star corpse, stuffed it into the furnace on his chest, and continued walking, searching for something in this dim yellow realm.

If someone from an Immortal Sect saw this scene, they would certainly know what it was.

The ultimate foundation inheritance of the Profound Artifact Sect: the Reverse Five Elements Zhou Tian Demon-Refining Furnace!

This is the supreme inheritance of the Profound Artifact Sect. Since childhood, the Dao Son constructs such a furnace within his body; only on the basis of the vast magic power energy of the Reverse Five Elements Zhou Tian Demon-Refining Furnace can he drive the countless earth-shattering puppets of the Profound Artifact Sect.

"The former lands of the Spirit Treasure Realm..."

The Profound Artifact Son strolled through the Tiangong Star Chain World Cluster, looking at the surrounding dim yellow realm, pondering something.

This place is the most important forbidden ground of the previous Immortal Sect's Spirit Treasure Realm, aside from the Great Thousand World's main gate. In history, countless famous magical treasures were born here, as well as the sect's supreme Weight Within, a terrifying Immortal Dao Weight Within whose name has long completely vanished from time, hailed as the first supreme treasure of the Xian Gao Jie.

The Profound Artifact Son keenly sensed that an opportunity existed here, an opportunity that could make his cultivation advance by leaps and bounds.

At this moment, an urgent message transmitted from the sect interrupted his contemplation.

The Profound Artifact Son swept his divine sense over it, and his pupils contracted.

"Pure Yang Sword Son..."

"Just a mere ant tens of thousands of years ago; I didn't expect him to have grown into a force to be reckoned with now."

The Profound Artifact Son said indifferently.

The sect has preliminarily uncovered the background of this Pure Yang Sword Son: tens of thousands of years ago, during the Great Calamity, the nine Immortal Sects scattered inheritance seeds, which have now returned through unknown opportunities.

This Pure Yang Sword Son should have already swallowed all the inheritance seeds of the nine Immortal Sects.

He carries the madness unique to sword cultivators; no, judging by the characteristics displayed by the Great Sun Sword Dao, it is an extreme destructive madness: either burn the enemy or die oneself; there is never a third choice.

If one does not become an Immortal, one dies.

At this moment, this Pure Yang Sword Son must be searching for an Immortal Sect Dao Son, any Dao Son.

This Pure Yang Sword Son possesses none of the sword cultivator's open and upright nature; he has always been sinister, lurking, lurking, lurking, until the target suddenly appears, completing the entire battle in an extremely short

period of time and escaping instantly.

Looking at all his experiences, every single one is related to combat.

Except for combat and killing enemies, he almost never appears before the world; usually, he patiently lies in ambush, searching for opponents, making him extremely difficult to find.

This kind of sinister sword cultivator is simply a lifelong enemy for magic cultivators.

No one knew when the Pure Yang Sword Child had suddenly appeared.

"What a pity…"

"All of this is useless."

The Immortal Artifact Child mocked: "This Dao Child carries the protective methods of a supreme powerhouse on his body. Even if I stand still and let this Jiang Ding Zi hit me, he wouldn't be able to harm a single hair on this Dao Child."

"What a vulgar sword cultivator."

"A magnificent immortal dao life, yet instead of contemplating the great Dao, seeking opportunities, comprehending the great Dao of heaven and earth spirit puppets, and crafting heaven-shocking puppets, he insists on wandering everywhere looking for same-realm sword duels. How utterly foolish?"

He was merely a free-range wild sword child, a loose cultivator at best — vastly inferior in foundation, in heritage, in dharma treasures. In terms of strength, he couldn't compare to him at all.

Slaying a Heaven-Human was nothing more than a heavily wounded Heaven-Human on the verge of falling from their realm; he could accomplish that even more easily.

However, even so, the Immortal Artifact Child would absolutely never seek out the Pure Yang Sword Child for a fight.

A same-realm sword duel offered him not the slightest benefit.

He would absolutely never let himself be drawn into a same-realm sword duel environment with a sword child.

If he truly had to go, then he'd gather a large group of Heaven-Human elders, a large group of flesh-and-blood Heavenly Demon puppet dao soldiers — secure invincibility first, then victory. That would be the proper way.