Chapter 2032: Lord of the Seven Kill Sword

The Divine Buddha Great Thousand World.

This place is the administrative center of the Qingfeng Qingfeng Beidou Star Domain, its political center, and… the future military center of the Seven Domains.

Beneath the divine tree Shenmu Shenmu Futianrong, vast as a canopy, people came and went.

This was the ruling core of the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal's domain of over a hundred Great Thousand Worlds. Every year, large numbers of prodigies from the Seven Great Star Domains came here to serve the True Immortal of the human race — as garrison guards, as laborers, as array-binders, or as musicians.

The strongest prodigies came here to become the soldiers who garrisoned the Supreme Great Sun Palace.

The most beautiful sect saintesses came here to become the palace maids of the Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace.

The finest array masters and alchemists came here to refine pills for the True Immortal, lay down formations, and build the immortal-path industrial system…

All of this was rooted in the traditions of the human race. Without any command, the many ancient immortal sects would, according to custom, make all manner of moves on their own.

The immortal sects did not wish to obstruct this, nor dared they obstruct it.

First, there was no order from the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal.

Second, the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal currently possessed no actual power to control the star domains. The reason he could so easily mobilize the Seven Great Star Domains to fight for him was entirely due to the force of human tradition.

This was a habit and a notion just like the divine right of kings among mortal emperors — it was tradition, not power, that forged the True Immortal's dominion over the star domains at this moment.

Under such circumstances, for the immortal sects to resist the traditions of the star domains' ancient immortal sects and go their own way would be an utterly foolish course of action.

That would be digging up the very roots of the True Immortal's dominion over the star domains!

Such a course of action — let alone the immortal sects — would be immensely dangerous even to the True Immortal himself at this moment. A man must not forget the foundations and sources of his own rule.

To act with abandon, one would need a True Immortal who had already grown into his full power.

Only then would the glorious spectacle appear of the True Immortal's word being law, his will being Heaven's will.

For over a hundred thousand years, the True Immortal's rule had already formed a certain inertia. The human sects of the Seven Great Star Domains had grown accustomed to the True Immortal's lofty supremacy.

Dao Merging and Heavenly Being cultivators had gone through several generations of reincarnation at that. The newly born Dao Merging and Heavenly Being cultivators had been bathed in the True Immortal's radiance from the moment of their birth, and were born believing the True Immortal to be the lord of the star domains.

It could be said that, within the Seven Great Star Domains at this time, apart from the Supreme Beings, all living beings had grown accustomed to the True Immortal's radiance.

This subtle, imperceptible influence — no living being of the human race openly opposed it. Even the human Supreme Beings did not engage in covert propaganda of resistance; at most, they merely maintained silence.

Over these hundred-plus millennia, a great momentum of the people's will had formed between the star domains.

Such momentum, in the mortal world, could already overturn heaven and earth, swap the sun and moon for a new sky.

In the Cultivation World, it was merely the icing on the cake.

For over a hundred thousand years, certain gazes had been covertly fixed upon the Divine Buddha Great Thousand World, upon the planar passages hidden behind cluster upon cluster of formations, upon those detection arrays of the keenest sensitivity.

Many deductions and calculations had been underway for far too long.

Without borrowing any person, any sect supreme treasure, an Eighth Tribulation Supreme Being had, through the computing power of his formidable divine soul, calculated for over a hundred thousand years, silently deducing.

At last, on this day, a path was opened.

"Should we truly… begin?"

Outside the Divine Buddha Great Thousand World, a black shadow appeared soundlessly and murmured.

Very strange.

Inside and outside the Divine Buddha Great Thousand World, all manner of strict scanning and detection ninth-grade grand arrays were densely laid — those of the immortal sects, of the Seven Kill Divine Dynasty, of the Limitless Qingse Jianzong, of the Union Bliss Holy Land. The top-tier detection arrays of every sect were deployed here, personally set down by each sect's prodigies before they entered slumber.

Yet at this moment, everything inside and outside the Divine Buddha Great Thousand World remained as usual, with no warning of any kind.

The top-tier ninth-grade detection arrays of the Gedaxian Sect, the holy lands, and the divine dynasties seemed to have failed; the immortal sects' top-tier scanning and locking arrays had likewise failed, serving no purpose whatsoever.

All of this was chilling — one might almost think that the top sects of the entire Seven Great Star Domains had reached a tacit understanding and consensus.

However, if one knew that an Eighth Tribulation Supreme Being had spent over a hundred thousand years here, deducing countless times and paying a price of untold toil, then it would no longer be strange.

"Truly,"

"should we… take this step?"

The black shadow slowly revealed its true form — a cold, stern middle-aged swordsman.

It was none other than the Seven Kill Sword Lord!

This was his true body.

An Eighth Tribulation Supreme Being was hesitating, wavering. Even though he had already pondered this matter for over a hundred thousand years, at this very moment he still could not make up his mind.

Because this was a future from which there was no return.

Should he fail, his own death would be nothing — but the Dao lineage of the Seven Kill Divine Dynasty, passed down for hundreds of millions of years, would be utterly extinguished. This era would be completely lost, with no future remaining.

In the days to come, after the passage of time and the passing of many eras, perhaps living beings of the human race might still obtain the Seven Kill inheritance from the Seven Kill Star Lodge and from the human race's Heavenly Dao — but these beings would have no further connection to the Seven Kill Divine Dynasty. The sect would, in truth, be extinct; the inheritance of successive generations of patriarchs would become a hollow illusion.

This was the terrifying price of defying the True Immortal!

"Seven Kill!"

"You beast!"

"What are you doing? What are you doing!"

The Seven Kill Sword Lord raised his head.

Dimly, he saw the void hazy and indistinct. The successive patriarchs seemed to have come back to life, appearing before his eyes — some cursing furiously, some pleading bitterly, some offering clear, well-reasoned persuasion…

Give it up!

Give it up!

The hope of success truly is not great!

Why must you be so unwilling to accept it?

Every Seven Kill Sword Lord through the ages has inevitably died of exhausted lifespan, and so will you. What is there to be unwilling to accept?

Is this not simply because your talent is insufficient, your ability insufficient, your opportunities insufficient!

No one has wronged you. The sect has not wronged you. From the very beginning, from your nurturing in childhood, to your attainment of the Supreme Being realm, the sect has always stood on your side.

In the past, you also rendered Da Gong for the sect, once again allowing the sect to stand firm within the star domains, not to be overthrown by the traitorous villains of the Limitless Qingse Jianzong.

That is who you are!

This is what a true meritorious servant of the sect looks like!

Many illusory figures of past patriarchs were urging him, deducing one future after another, pointing at real, tangible risks and roaring, bellowing in fury.

"Master, Patriarchs…"

The Seven Kill Sword Lord pressed his lips together.

This Supreme, at this moment, very rarely revealed a sliver of weakness—before his Master and Patriarchs who had long since passed away countless years ago.

He knew these were not truly his Patriarchs and Master.

This matter, he had told no one; he had not revealed even a hint to the sect's supreme treasure that guarded the whole sect, because he knew that all these sect foundations would inform on him, making the rational choice for the sect's continuation.

He knew this was not the will of his Patriarchs and Master.

This was his own heart.

This was his own heart's attachment to the sect, to his homeland, the familial love for his children and bloodline descendants, the longing for the lineage of successive Patriarchs to continue on…

All these things together formed a heart demon, blocking his path ahead.

Once he failed, all these things he was so deeply attached to would, beneath the True Immortal's wrath, dissolve into bubbles; everything he cherished would meet the cruelest of futures, dying without a place to be buried.

Give up?

Should he give up?

The Seven Kill Sword Lord whispered within his heart.

A terrifying killing intent slowly took shape and was born.