Chapter 70: Open!!!!

This damned kid... full of stubbornness!

Zhang Jie gritted his teeth and pulled out the broken sword from his chest; vital energy swirled around the wound, healing it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What a joke—he's a Martial Dao Master; if he let this puny broken sword kill him, he might as well hang himself with a noodle.

At this moment, Weiniya lay quietly on the ground, completely devoid of the frenzy she had just shown.

When that thing forcibly shoved the short sword into his own chest, he quickly pressed the emergency device on his spinal prosthesis, calming Weiniya down.

Zhang Jie hastily checked Weiniya's condition; she was fine, with no serious injury.

"Now... only this remains."

The Deep Space Giant Beast's maw was gradually enveloping the entire planet; using the remaining sunlight, Zhang Jie could see its huge upper jaw and the continual descent of strange giant worms.

To be honest, looking at the Deep Space Giant Beast beyond space, Zhang Jie actually lacked confidence in his heart.

Even an electromagnetic giant cannon of such power was merely scratching the enemy's itch—and that was only possible when it still had clear power.

As for myself, relying on baseless speculation and assumption, and on mere fragments left by predecessors, I dared to hope for a sliver of hope.

Just thinking about it is laughable.

"Forget it; let's first go find the Beast King Engine."

"Since even this octopus-head died nearby, the Beast King Engine shouldn't be far."

Zhang Jie muttered to himself; just then, the Han Sword at his side trembled repeatedly, drawing his attention.

"Huh?"

The Han Sword actually flew out from Zhang Jie's side on its own, a clear sword cry rang out, and the entire blade kept trembling.

"What happened?"

Zhang Jie stared in astonishment at the Han Sword in his hand; he saw that, of the sword's eight faces, the four facing forward and backward near the center flickered with faint golden patterns, profoundly mysterious.

Meanwhile, the other four faces near the blade lit up with scarlet etchings, appearing eerily bewitching.

The Han Sword's abnormality was something Zhang Jie had never imagined; meanwhile, far away on rooftops, in ruins, and on roads, several mysterious devices rose into the air out of nowhere.

It seemed they were responding to the Han Sword's summons, slowly flying toward Zhang Jie.

"Beast King Engine?!"

Zhang Jie was astonished; he saw the ten Beast King Engines slowly flying before him, the Han Sword's golden etchings flickering faintly, a faint sword hum echoing in his ears, as if it were telling him something.

At this moment, after being charged by the electromagnetic giant cannon, the ten Beast King Engines held energy that shocked Zhang Jie immensely.

Upon such close contact with a Beast King Engine for the first time, Zhang Jie finally realized its extraordinariness; the power contained within was incredibly pure vital energy.

But it also seemed not entirely pure, as if it had only recently been converted from another energy source.

"Hum~~~"

The Han Sword stood floating before Zhang Jie, humming twice; sensing his doubt, it turned its blade and offered the hilt to his hand, as if indicating he should grasp it.

"Shall I grasp you?"

Zhang Jie nodded slightly, his right hand gripping the Han Sword's hilt.

In an instant, gold-red etchings flashed, and countless images swept through Zhang Jie's mind.

That seemed to be... the experiences of this Han Sword and its former master...

In these images, Zhang Jie seemed to see another youth's growth, until he gripped the Han Sword and faced the Deep Space Giant Whale that came from beyond the heavens.

How similar that scene is to the present!

At the end of the vision, the Han Sword's master exhausted all his martial dao cultivation, slaying the Deep Space Giant Whale with a single sword, thereafter perishing in body and dao...

This is not the story Zhang Jie knows; in his memory, that predecessor merely swung a sword casually to slay the Deep Space Giant Beast, never expecting to pay such a price.

After a long silence, Zhang Jie opened his eyes, gazing at the Han Sword in his hand that still trembled, and spoke slowly.

"So... that's how it is..."

The sword's insignia flashed twice, as if responding; then it flew out of Zhang Jie's hand and returned to its sheath.

At this moment, the sheath also flashed its insignia; although Zhang Jie didn't know what these markings did, he understood the Han Sword's thoughts and feelings.

Zhang Jie gazed toward the horizon, a gleam flashing in his eyes; the ten Beast King Engines, as if drawn, slowly came to hover behind him.

"Come..."

The first engine roared, pure vital energy surging into Zhang Jie's body.

Vital energy boiled, the gold grew ever brighter.

The second and third engines lit up, vital energy flowing like gold! The Returning Void Realm was instantly broken through!

The fourth, fifth, sixth engines...

Until all ten engines were fully lit, his whole body suffused with golden vital energy like liquid mercury! The Refining Spirit Realm was instantly broken through!

"Is this... the power of the Divine Ability Realm?"

At this moment, Zhang Jie stood upon the peak he had long aspired to reach—the ultimate stage of martial dao: Martial Dao Union with Divinity!

"Can still come..."

Beast King Engine overload: 500%!

Golden vital energy filled him, Zhang Jie's meridians strained under the load, faint creaking sounds...

"Not enough..."

Beast King Engine overload: 1000%!!!

His eyes opened, divine ability golden light flashed, a martial dao phantom automatically appeared behind him, the bloody phantom gradually blending into gold...

"Not! Enough!!!!"

Beast King Engine overload load: 5000%!!!

As the ten Beast King Engines' overload load operated, fine cracks appeared on them, while Zhang Jie's bodily surface gradually split open, strands of golden light leaking out...

Golden light condensed, continually swelling behind Zhang Jie, gradually forming a golden phantom!

Martial Dao Divine Ability!!!

Boom!

The sound that shook all things echoed between heaven and earth, and a golden dharma manifestation ten thousand zhang tall rose from the ground!

Embodying Heaven and Earth with Dharma!!!

Open!!!!

A golden phantom held an unsheathed Han sword in its hand, its body clad in miraculous armor; on the phantom, Zhang Jie's face was vaguely revealed.

The appearance of the golden phantom seemed to make those strange insect disasters discover their natural enemy, constantly exploding with noise!

Countless survivors were also stunned by this scene, at a loss.

Only seeing the golden dharma manifestation follow Zhang Jie's motion, slowly raising the Han sword horizontally before him.

The sword blade slowly left its sheath! Golden radiance, like that scorching sun, gradually revealed itself!

Both arms raised high overhead, the dharma manifestation held the sword with both hands, and countless divine powers gathered here.

Slash!!!

(Foster fathers, truly can't move....)