Chapter 1053: Great Light Divine Gold

Xiao Ran's analysis softened the anger in Han Wuxian's eyes, replacing it with a deep sorrow and recognition. He nodded silently, tacitly accepting Xiao Ran's judgment.

"Not bad, I'm also on the Shengming Sect's wanted list as a 'Demon Lord.'" Han Wuxian's voice carried the cold of seawater and the hoarseness from his wounds. "The reason… need not be spoken. Our situations are similar; both are regarded as thorns in the eye of that Eastern Star Overlord. You seek vengeance against Gray Mist Yama, and I also bear an endless grudge against the Shengming Sect."

His gaze swept over the faint blue chill on Xiao Ran's chest and the unremarkable gray cloth pouch in his hand. Inside lay a rare celestial treasure, a sky‑blue vermilion fruit, and a crimson metal ingot that now rested quietly in his palm, exuding a warm yet domineering aura.

Eight‑Turn Celestial Material, Great Light Divine Gold. The gift was overly precious and abrupt, but with life and death hanging in the balance, Han Wuxian understood that lingering over it was meaningless.

"Let the grudges be set aside for now." Han Wuxian said gravely, his eyes sharply scanning the gloom toward the trench entrance. "The immediate priority is to survive. The Shengming Sect won't be satisfied; they know we entered here and will certainly pursue."

As if to confirm his words, a spiritual pressure far stronger and colder than the few early‑stage Nascent Soul Cultivators who had previously chased Xiao Ran surged from the trench entrance like an invisible tide! The pressure, laden with intense murderous intent and a sense of tracking, instantly churned the surrounding seawater, causing the seabed silt to tremble.

"It's coming!" Xiao Ran's complexion shifted, swiftly condensing the aura of the sky‑blue vermilion fruit, and the emerald life field vanished instantly. Ignoring the searing pain in his chest, he forced a breath of True Essence, his dark‑yellow iron sword humming, pointing toward the incoming pressure. No trace of his earlier hesitation remained in his eyes, only cold resolve and battle intent. "A late‑stage Nascent Soul! At least one! And several early‑ and mid‑stage Nascent Soul auras!"

Han Wuxian's gaze hardened. A late‑stage Nascent Soul! That is certainly a core high‑level combat force of the Shengming Sect! In his current state, even early‑stage Nascent Souls strain him, let alone a senior cultivator. A strong sense of crisis seized him.

At that hair‑trigger moment, the Great Light Divine Gold in his palm seemed to sense its master's desperate mindset and the overwhelming threat surging in. The crimson metal ingot suddenly erupted with a blinding red light, unleashing a scorching, pure aura that felt capable of melting all things.

Buzz!

The Myriad Bones Giant Sword, planted in the silt, seemed irresistibly drawn, its blade quivering violently! The dark‑gold blood veins coursing over it instantly turned molten, emitting a yearning hiss! A primal, volcanic craving for power, born deep in his bloodline, erupted within Han Wuxian, instantly overwhelming all his hesitation and doubt.

Survive! Only strength can keep us alive!

A flash of ruthlessness crossed Han Wuxian's eyes; he no longer hesitated. He slammed the scorching crimson Great Light Divine Gold hard onto the spine of the Myriad Bones Giant Sword beside him!

Sizzle!!

It was like scorching branding iron pressed into ice! A piercing metal‑melting clang rang through the seawater! The moment the Great Light Divine Gold touched the Myriad Bones Giant Sword, the hard Celestial Material softened and flowed as if meeting its nemesis. The crimson liquid metal, alive with its own will, surged crazily along the sword's gruesome bone fissures and dark‑gold blood veins, spreading, seeping, and fusing into the entire blade!

An incomprehensible, massive force, blended with the Great Light Divine Gold's unique scorching, anti‑demonic, indomitable will, surged like a breached dam, racing down the hilt and crashing into Han Wuxian's arms, which were now little more than bone.

Ugh!

Han Wuxian let out a low growl that blended pain with exhilaration. His arm bones, riddled with cracks and dark‑red veins, under the infusion of the crimson divine gold, emitted a 'kak‑kak' sound! Fine, blood‑vessel‑like crimson patterns began to appear on the dark‑gold bone, a brand‑new, more domineering, heavier sense of power rapidly sprouting and coalescing within his arms.

The Myriad Bones Giant Sword's form was also undergoing a drastic change! Its originally stark white, gruesome bone blade was being rapidly covered, reinforced, and reshaped by the crimson divine gold! The murderous aura did not wane; after merging with the anti‑demonic golden light of the divine gold, it became even more refined and oppressive! The seawater around the blade was no longer cold but sizzled from the scorching heat, forming a twisted, high‑temperature field that made Xiao Ran instinctively step back half a step, his eyes filled with shock!

"What a domineering fusion! This sword… this material… they're a perfect match!" Xiao Ran watched the transforming, terrifyingly aura‑radiating giant sword, and the increasingly potent, though still grievously wounded, presence of Han Wuxian, now bearing a mountain‑like oppressive force. He felt resolute. Without further hesitation, he sat cross‑legged, enduring the cold poison of the Xuan Yin Bone‑piercing Needle, slipped a faint divine thought into the gray cloth pouch, and fully channeled the massive life essence of the sky‑blue vermilion fruit, trying to restore even a sliver of combat power before the pursuers arrived.

"Brother Han! Hold on! I'll help you stabilize your wounds and fend off the enemy together!" Xiao Ran shouted low, a pure, gentle healing force scented with grass and wood, interlaced with a strange resonance from a fragment of a star‑node, forming an Emerald Light Flow that crossed the void toward Han Wuxian.

Han Wuxian felt a cool surge of life force flood his body, temporarily neutralizing the tearing agony from the fused divine gold in his arms and clearing his nearly exhausted Sea of Consciousness. He clenched his teeth, his bone hand, scarred with crimson‑gold patterns, gripping the hilt of the wildly metamorphosing, power‑surging Myriad Bones Giant Sword.

Clang!!!

A brighter, abyss‑rending sword cry rang out! The Myriad Bones Giant Sword, now fused with a portion of Great Light Divine Gold, was slowly lifted by Han Wuxian. Its blade was no longer pure stark white but a gruesome blend of dark gold and crimson, flowing with lava‑like sheen, its aura turning the nearby probing small sea beasts into ash instantly.

In the darkness at the trench entrance, several figures wrapped in deep‑blue water light became clearly visible. Leading them was a person clad in the star‑patterned robe unique to Shengming Sect Elders, his face grim and eyes serpentine, locking onto the positions of Han Wuxian and Xiao Ran—the source of the late‑stage Nascent Soul pressure! Behind him, several Nascent Soul Cultivators radiated murderous aura.

"Two reckless scum dare to kill members of my Shengming Sect and hide here! Today, this place shall be your burial ground!" The cold voice cut through the water like ice.

Han Wuxian brandished his sword forward, the Great Light‑infused Myriad Bones Giant Sword heavy beyond measure yet resonating marvelously with his newly reborn power. He inhaled deeply, the icy seawater flooding his chest, igniting the unyielding flame within. He glanced sideways at Xiao Ran, who was battling the cold poison and channeling the fruit's power, then turned to the approaching foe, a blood‑scented grin curling his lips.

"Burial ground? Hmph, Shengming Sect's dogs, first ask whether my newly forged 'Myriad Bones' will obey!" He was surrounded by intertwining dark‑gold and crimson light, like a war god risen from hellish lava, dragging a battered yet terrifyingly powerful body forward, stepping to meet the surging murderous intent!