Chapter 402

【"This is the Second Master's... Slaying the Vast!"】

【The First Master's gaze condensed; he had already recognized the origin of that sword momentum—it was precisely the Second Master's seventh sword, "Slaying the Vast," which specifically restrained Confucian cultivation methods.】

【This sword is based on reversing the "Song of Vast Righteousness," and with a wisp of sword energy, it breaks all Confucian sword intent; it can be called the nemesis of the Confucian sect.】

【On the San Zhen Ten Thousand Laws Sword, a sword intent like blue-white jade suddenly emerged, with the vast true intent of Confucianism flowing within it.】

【Seven sword intents intertwined and coiled, their aura becoming increasingly terrifying, as if some "terrible" thing were about to be born from within.】

【Long Yi's eyes sharpened, knowing he could not delay any longer. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a huge water arrow, forcing it toward Xie Guan, attempting to interrupt the sword intent that was condensing.】

【The seven sword intents flowed and intertwined in your sea of consciousness, gradually merging into one.】

【You slowly opened your eyes, sword light flickering in your pupils, as if sharp sword intent were faintly visible.】

【This was the seven sword intents you realized in the state of "Observing the Dao," in that state of observing all things as if from a high position, the originally profound seven swords were gradually comprehended.】

【The Second Master inherited the Nine Swords, and the first seven swords can be combined into one, transforming into a supreme sword intent.】

【As for the last two swords, they are obscure and difficult to understand; with your current realm, it is still difficult to penetrate their mysteries.】

【It is rumored that when the Second Master opened the Heavenly Gate with his sword, he re-deduced the last two swords; his realm had already transcended the mundane, and these last two swords were also unlike mundane swords.】

【The seven sword intents stacked layer upon layer, and the light on the San Zhen Ten Thousand Laws Sword became increasingly brilliant, with the power of annihilation slowly being born.】

【If this sword were not a "sacred relic" of the San Zhen lineage, carrying the supreme sword path's true intent, it would probably have shattered under the combination of the seven swords.】

【The sword body shook violently, sword light splashing in all directions like a stream; wherever it passed, the blue stone slabs shattered one after another, turning into powder.】

【The Eighth-Realm Divine Fire within your body burned fiercely, and the power of the Primordial Spirit merged with the innate power of the Fifth-Realm Martial Path, transforming into endless sword intent.】

【Your cultivation poured out completely, and the aura of destruction surged on the sword body, as if it wanted to swallow all the energy in the field.】

【A storm rose in the field, sword energy raging like a tornado; the water arrow released by Long Yi had not yet approached before it was shredded into a sky full of water mist.】

【You stood in the center of the storm, the long sword in your hand appearing to have transformed into the pivot of heaven and earth.】

【A flash of reminiscence crossed the First Master's eyes; although he had never seen this sword intent, he remembered the Second Master mentioning the self-created Seven-Sword-in-One technique, and a rare look of pride appeared on his face.】

【It was just that the Second Master's sword path improved too quickly; before this sword technique could be performed, there was no one left in the world who could stand under his sword tip.】

【The First Master slowly spat out four words: "Moke Wuliang..."】

【Upon hearing this, Master Lianchi pressed his palms together and chanted: "What is Moke? Moke means great. The heart's capacity is vast, like the void."】

【"Do not fix the mind in Zen, or you will fall into the empty void. It can contain the sun, moon, stars, earth, mountains, rivers, all grass and trees, evil people, and good people, all in the void."】

【"The meaning of Moke is infinitely large, infinitely extreme, infinitely victorious; the meaning of Wuliang is to expand the infinite again until it cannot be estimated."】

【"It seems the Second Master had deep Buddhist roots."】

【A look of irony appeared on the Demon Master's face; if the Second Master truly had Buddhist nature, how could he have entered Buddhism and realized the 'Extinction' sword, cutting away forty percent of the Buddhist sect's luck above the Buddha's head?】

【That sword caused the Eastern Saint Sect not to produce a single Buddhist son for decades, and the Buddhist sect's luck was greatly damaged.】

【However, this Seven-Sword-in-One "Moke Wuliang" made him feel a different kind of meaning.】

【The First Master spoke slowly, his voice echoing like a great bell: "Heaven and earth borrow the law, Moke Wuliang."】

【"There is energy and spiritual energy between heaven and earth; if the two can be combined, one can draw upon the infinite power of heaven and earth for one's own use."】

【"The energy power in all things in the world has been penetrated by the Second Master's Seven-Sword-in-One, transforming into the strongest power capable of making ghosts cry and gods howl, and calling the wind and rain!"】

【Lu Hua's gaze was fixed on Xie Guan, only to see him bare-chested, his whole body revealing a supreme aura; his form was in the sky, yet not leaking to the earth, as if merging into one with heaven and earth.】

【The chaotic sword rainbow finally took shape, and the wind and clouds changed suddenly!】

【The clouds above the nine heavens opened, and a dazzling sword light appeared.】

【A flash of rare panic crossed Long Yi's golden vertical pupils; the aura emitted by the "Moke" sword intent in Xie Guan's hand actually made him smell the scent of death.】

【His scales stood up involuntarily, and he forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, attempting to dispel that feeling of anxiety.】

【The Moke sword intent shrouded the entire field like a net of heaven and earth; if Long Yi wanted to avoid it, he would have to step out of this area of several feet.】

【However, his gaze swept across the surroundings, and he discovered that the Demon Master and Master Lianchi were on the side, releasing an imperceptible aura.】

【Long Yi's eyes were gloomy, weighing the pros and cons in his heart.】

【There was no way back!】

【He looked at the young man in the field, and a chill suddenly arose in his heart, like a hunter hunting a beast step by step, forcing it into a trap!】

【Xie Hong watched the sword intent in Xie Guan's hand, his expression complex and unclear.】

【The sword light in your hand intertwined, slashing out like a pouring heavenly river.】

【The wind and clouds of heaven and earth changed suddenly, and infinite energy was drawn, the entire space appearing to tremble.】

【The "Moke Sword Intent" exploded, transforming into a destructive storm, sweeping the entire field.】

【Long Yi faced this pressure directly; the originally thick golden-yellow gang energy was instantly torn apart, and his face was twisted and twitching by the storm.】

【The scales all over his body melted like ice and snow under the sword intent, revealing fresh red flesh.】

【Long Yi's face was full of disbelief, and he roared: "How... could it be so strong!"】

【The spiritual energy storm raged in the field, stirring up the wind and clouds, and even heaven and earth changed color because of it.】

【The Demon Master did not dodge or evade; his face was scratched by the sword intent, but he did not care at all.】

【He operated the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique," and the wounds on his face healed rapidly, but in the blink of an eye, they were torn open again by the sword intent.】

【Xu Jiangxian operated his demonic arts, unexpectedly absorbing a violent sword intent into his hand.】

【The Demon Master spread his palm, and dense demonic energy covered the sword intent in his hand.】

【"Boom—"】

【The demonic energy was absorbed, then compressed to the extreme, and exploded violently!】

【"Is this Moke Wuliang?" He muttered in a low voice.】

【This sword intent can detonate all spiritual energy and energy, and even the Primordial Spirit is the same.】

【The Demon Master attempted to decompose the "Moke Sword Intent," stripping away the seven original sword intents contained within it.】

【The seven sword intents had just separated when they immediately shot out in all directions.】

【The Demon Master flicked his five fingers, and the demonic energy, like "seven spirit snakes," accurately hit the scattered sword intents, breaking them apart.】

【Xu Jiangxian smiled slightly, his gaze cast toward the field.】

【After the storm, Long Yi was covered in wounds, large patches of dragon scales had peeled off, blood was dripping, and he was unconscious in a huge pit, his aura weak.】

【You felt your entire body's energy and essence being drained away, your heels weak, and you could only use the sword to support yourself on the ground, barely supporting your swaying body.】

【Although the sword intent storm had ceased, that destructive power still lingered between heaven and earth.】

【Master Lianchi walked slowly toward the large pit, looking down at the dying Long Yi.】

【Long Yi's heartbeat was weak, the Moke sword intent was still raging within his body, and he had fallen into a deep coma, his vitality nearly severed.】

【Long Yi should not have been in such a sorry state, but he did not understand the mystery of the Moke sword intent and blindly resisted with energy, which instead backfired.】

【He was not injured by Xie Guan's sword intent, but by the backlash of his own energy.】

【This "Moke Wuliang" is truly difficult to break; it can detonate infinite energy, making it impossible to guard against.】

【Xie Guan was now completely exhausted, his whole body paralyzed on the ground, without even the strength to raise his hand; he would probably be unable to move for several days.】

【Your Primordial Spirit was exhausted, and the innate energy in your Dantian was also depleted; your whole body felt as if it had been emptied.】

【This sword consumed too much; if not for the medicinal power of the "Heavenly Demon Blood Marrow" and the "Dragon Eye Bodhi Seed" still remaining in your body, you would probably have been unconscious by now.】

【Lu Hua first opened her lips slightly, then a look of joy appeared on her face.】

【She whispered: "Unexpectedly... you actually won."】

【With the body of the Eighth-Realm "Divine Fire" Primordial Spirit, you killed a great demon of Ze Lake.】

【However, Long Yi did not die completely and still had a breath left.】

【His flesh and blood began to grow slowly, attempting to repair his injuries, but the "Moke Sword Intent" within his body constantly exploded his flesh, making it impossible for him to fully recover.】

【Although you won, you no longer had the strength to completely slay Long Yi.】

【Xie Hong walked slowly into the field, his gaze sweeping over Long Yi and then falling on you, a flash of complexity in his eyes.】

【Master Lianchi walked out slowly, a solemn Buddhist Arhat phantom appearing behind him, golden light shrouding the entire field.】

【Xie Hong said lightly: "This time I will only take away Long Yi's physical body; leave the rest to you to deal with."】

【"Master Lianchi, rest assured, this flood dragon cannot enter Ze Lake, nor can it harm anyone."】

【Long Yi's physical body trembled slightly, and a transparent, illusory Primordial Spirit detached from it, unexpectedly in the appearance of an old man.】

【The old man's face was terrified, as if he wanted to flee, but the crowd in the field just watched coldly, and no one took action.】

【Lu Hua understood in her heart that the origin of this flood dragon was a demon cultivated by humans in Jiannan Dao, later refined by the Master with corpse energy.】

【It was just wearing the skin of a demon, but doing harmful things for the sake of cultivation.】

【Although your energy was greatly damaged, you had a feeling in your heart and barely operated the "Raptor Corpse-Eating Method," one of the Seven Arts of the Yin Talisman.】

【A raptor condensed in your hand, pitch black all over, its eyes sharp as knives, hairless on its head, clearly a fierce meat-eating large bird.】

【The raptor flapped its wings and soared, pouncing directly at the old man's Primordial Spirit, its sharp beak opening, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.】

【The old man's Primordial Spirit was terrified, but it was as if he were fixed in place, with nowhere to flee, and could only watch helplessly as the raptor approached.】

【A sharp cry pierced the sky!】

【The raptor flapped its wings and flew over, carrying a cold wind; the old man's Primordial Spirit felt dizzy and was instantly sucked into the raptor's belly.】

【This "Raptor Corpse-Eating Method" is a secret technique that truly restrains the Primordial Spirit, especially since Long Yi was not proficient in Primordial Spirit methods to begin with.】

【The raptor flew back into your hand, entered your Niwan Palace, and merged into your body.】

【Lu Hua felt horrified; this was the fifth art of the Yin Talisman, the Raptor Corpse-Eating Method.】

【This fifth art is completely different from the first four, full of gloomy and strange aura.】

【It does not rely on the essence of the sun and moon to cultivate, but strengthens itself by "plundering" the essence and cultivation of others.】

【It is a method of obtaining "essence souls" from dead objects or killed living beings to strengthen the Primordial Spirit, and the means are extremely ruthless.】

【Master Lianchi chanted the Buddhist name: "Amitabha!"】

【Xie Hong's expression was as usual, and he collected Long Yi's corpse.】

【At this time!】

【Two carriages drove over slowly, the curtains lifted, revealing a familiar middle-aged man's figure—Sima Ting.】

【That Jiannan Dao Military Governor, Sima Ting.】

【You barely stood up; after the raptor swallowed Long Yi's Primordial Spirit, your Primordial Spirit was nourished, and the Eighth-Realm "Divine Fire" you had just broken through stabilized a bit more.】

【This secret technique of the "Raptor Corpse-Eating Method" was truly too terrifying, even shaking your mind slightly.】

【A strange technique that plunders the Primordial Spirit of others—Primordial Spirit cultivation is already difficult, and this feeling of "getting something for nothing" was truly too wonderful, as if opening a shortcut to the peak of power.】

【If one's mind were not firm, it would probably be difficult to use this technique well, and one might even fall into an evil path!】

【Sima Ting nodded slightly to Xie Hong, his tone respectful: "Mr. Hong!"】

【Xie Hong nodded slightly and put Long Yi's corpse into the carriage.】

【Your gaze moved, looking at Sima Ting, and then glancing at the second carriage, a guess forming in your heart.】

【Sima Ting walked out of the carriage, his gaze falling on you, shock difficult to hide in his eyes.】

【He felt many emotions in his heart; within just two months, in the Hongjing Courtyard, you had gone from a "concubine's son who dared to ask about the martial path of the world" to having already entered the Fifth-Realm Martial Path, with your Primordial Spirit igniting Divine Fire.】

【After three days of separation, one should look at each other with new eyes!】

【Seeing the First Master, Sima Ting bowed respectfully, as if he had already anticipated all of this.】

【The First Master nodded lightly.】

【Xie Hong and Sima Ting drove the carriage away, the wheels grinding over the blue stone slabs, making a slight sound, and their figures gradually disappeared into the distance.】

【You braced your body, walked step by step toward the carriage, lifted the curtain, and a trace of a true smile appeared on your pale, snow-white face.】

【Inside the carriage, a familiar gentle figure sat quietly, letting out a faint snoring sound, sleeping sweetly—it was Sister Wu Tong!】

【On the hairpin on her head was still that familiar hairpin, a gift from your mother; she usually couldn't bear to wear it, but today she had worn it specially.】

【You finally let out a sigh of relief, the stone that had been pressing on your heart slowly fell to the ground, and the fatigue you had been suppressing finally dissipated at this moment.】

【Just at this moment!】

【At the Qunfang Banquet, fireworks bloomed one after another, illuminating the sky, each one brilliant, lighting up the night sky.】

【The sound of booming was endless, and it was extremely lively.】

【The cheers of the people on both sides of the Zhi River rose and fell, and the applause was like thunder.】

【You looked up, the fireworks brilliant, as if dyeing the entire heaven and earth in colorful colors.】

【The Qunfang Banquet was over, and today's events had settled.】

【Lu Hua watched the young man raise his head slightly, the clear moonlight and the firelight of the fireworks shining on his face.】

【A true smile appeared on the young man's profile.】

【Seeing this, Lu Hua was momentarily dazed.】

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(End of chapter)