Chapter 422: Dayang Dayang Tianchi Is My Home

Within the glow of the transmission array,

He closed his eyes, then opened them.

Jiang Ding looked around.

Light!

Golden, brilliant radiance filled the sky, the earth, the ground like glazed sand and gravel; in every direction, above and below, there was only light, containing a sharp and scorching will that eroded the soul and burned the weak.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword hummed and vibrated.

This was joy, a feeling like returning home, sending waves of warmth and comfort; the sword intent and soul actually showed a slight increase while at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

"I have heard,"

Jiang Ding murmured to himself: "Dayang Dayang Tianchi is a great treasure of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion lineage. Whenever a Great Sun Sword Master passed away of old age, they would dissolve their soul and body into this heaven and earth to pave the way for future Great Sun sword cultivators. Truly remarkable."

Clang!

Clang, clang!

Having absorbed enough Great Sun light, the Taiqing Flying Sword hummed and vibrated, its glow growing ever brighter; it drew itself from its sheath and flew toward the sky.

Endless destructive sword intent spread in all directions, the light dazzling beyond measure, as blue-gold mixed sword light swept down upon the ground.

Boom!

Countless sword cries rang out in symphonic response.

The entire ruined Dayang Dayang Tianchi roared and trembled at this moment; countless array patterns that had slept for ages awakened, weaving together sword Dao light and runes that surged toward the sky.

Surrounded and guarded by numerous sword Dao lights and runes, the Blue-Gold Blazing Sun rose toward the sky, rising continuously until it reached a core node of an array that had slept for countless years, where it came to rest.

Hum!

More light burst forth, more sword Dao runes and array patterns revived; the entire ruined Dayang Dayang Tianchi radiated light, as if welcoming a new birth.

Anyone within Dayang Dayang Tianchi,

No matter where they were or what array they stood in, could see that blue-gold sun in the sky, its sword light carrying destructive sword intent shining unimpeded upon every cultivator.

"Is this a key?"

"Or some kind of ritual?"

Jiang Ding's expression trembled, utterly unprepared for this change.

It felt like taking out a key and returning home; all the arrays were set up for the flying sword, and there was even a place specifically for storing and tempering it.

He could clearly feel that within the layered array patterns of Dayang Dayang Tianchi, the efficiency of tempering the flying sword's body instantly increased by at least tenfold.

Years ago it had already been tempered to its limit, but the final strand stubbornly refused to merge; that last trace of magnetic crystal core, representing some kind of limit, now vanished into thin air and merged into the sword body.

Yuan Magnetic Perfection!

After more than a hundred years of continuous forging, it was finally achieved today.

Hum!

The Taiqing Flying Sword vibrated; the hazy Yuan Magnetic light surrounding the sword body had now reached the Foundation Establishment limit, rippling out rings of transparent waves.

Under the illumination of the sword light, the electromagnetic forces existing in all things of heaven and earth were fully revealed as faint blue trails, drawn by the sword body without the slightest effort, transforming into children of electromagnetism.

"And this sword light..."

Jiang Ding sensed for a moment, then showed a look of joy, gazing at the sword light and sword intent that, amplified by the array patterns, covered the entire Dayang Dayang Tianchi.

If his guess was correct, this must be a special design allowing other Great Sun sword cultivators to sense the sword intent of the Great Sun Sword Child, compare and hone their own sword intent, and thereby gain corresponding improvement.

When the Great Sun Sword Pavilion was at its peak, the Great Sun Flying Sword was here, surrounded and guarded by thousands of sword intent cultivators.

"Too showy."

With a thought from Jiang Ding's divine sense, the radiance of the Taiqing Flying Sword vanished, hiding within the core of the Dayang Dayang Tianchi array; as its form disappeared, it continued to temper the sword body.

"This is good."

He said with satisfaction; the feeling was right.

"... Sword Child..."

From a distant place, a faint calling voice came.

"... This way... is not right..."

"... Sword cultivators should be open and upright, fearing no hardships or dangers... draw the sword and advance against difficulties... the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect has defiled you..."

This voice suddenly appeared in his heart, carrying a strong sense of familiarity.

"Who?"

Jiang Ding's divine sense coldly scanned the surroundings.

Nothing was found.

Relying on the Taiqing Flying Sword, he could only vaguely sense that this voice was everywhere, spreading throughout the entire Dayang Dayang Tianchi.

"... Sword Child..."

It desperately wanted to say something.

"... Eastern Extreme Demon Sect... great hatred..."

Suddenly, another cold and domineering voice surfaced, killing intent bursting forth.

"... Stealing our Sword Pavilion's inheritance, sinister and despicable, all of the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect should die..."

"... Kill, kill, kill all those Eastern Extreme Demon Sect thieves who only harm others through sinister schemes in the shadows; Great Sun sword cultivators never retreat..."

"... No, that is the Sword Child..."

The initial weak voice spoke up.

"... You fool..."

A man and a woman, two voices, intertwined within Dayang Dayang Tianchi, so faint they seemed like nothing at all, merely the sound of wind, a mishearing.

……

The sword light of the blue-gold blazing sun, which had flared high in the sky, vanished in a short time.

"The Great Sun Sword Disciple!"

"He has truly come!"

A surging river of magma, its temperature scorching beyond measure, with sword qi constantly rising from within the river.

In the river, a stout-faced fat man fished out a five-story small tower surrounded by the five-colored radiance of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth with a fishing rod, and immediately felt a toothache.

"Damn it, Dongji Demon Gate, just pilot your sky-war machine properly; why practice sword techniques?"

An Tuzi complained: "It is still the Great Sun Sword Disciple. I am ten layers certain; the Wuxing Tianzong Alliance pact is utterly useless. He will surely find an excuse to kill me."

"I have never provoked you!"

"Why do you think of killing the Dao Disciple every day for no reason? Cannot you learn the moderation and peace of our Dharma cultivators?"

……

A winding small river, surrounded by ice mist, with sword qi like ice and jade swimming through the river; occasionally a butterfly would land, and instantly both its soul and body would freeze, then be devoured completely by the dense sword qi fish after a moment.

Within a ten-li radius, the heavens and earth were frozen, and all living things were forbidden.

A peerless young woman, cold as the moon, gazed at the sky at this moment.

"The Great Sun remnant, the Great Sun remnant that slaughtered the Moon Lineage to extinction back then, has awakened once more..."

"Does he wish to exterminate my Moon Lineage once more?"

In the sky, the concealed form of the blue-gold blazing sun flickered once, and at this moment a transparent, hazy blue-gold sword qi descended silently and sneakily, approaching her to attach itself to her moon-white immortal skirt.

"Ridiculous."

Yu Yu Qianzi smiled coldly, flicked her pale hand, and the blue-gold sword qi instantly shattered into spiritual light.

……

In another place, the blue-gold sword qi did not conceal itself so much.

The azure blazing sun flickered; beams of blue-gold sword light descended, passing over cultivators of Qingmuxian Sect, Tianji Immortal Palace, and Shangqing Lingbao Sect, and struck directly upon cultivators of Brother Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace and Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect, causing no harm.

They merely sliced through the flesh of the eyebrows and left blue-gold Great Sun marks within the souls, marked by sword intent.

"Dongji Demon Gate, Great Sun Sword Disciple!"

"You are too arrogant!"

The multitude of cultivators flew into a rage.

Three sword intents, each at least at the minor success level, rose up, obscuring the sky and freezing all beings possessing souls, rendering them unable to move.

(End of this chapter)