Chapter 32: Four Myths

Sword Saint finished speaking, then calmly went to his death.

A great commotion arose among the crowd, shocked by Sword Saint's words.

"Divine Dragon opportunity? What is that?"

"It seems to be the legendary auspicious beast, the Divine Dragon?"

"Divine Dragon? Could it really exist?"

……

But at this moment, above Tianqiong, a vast and boundless Realm quietly descended.

"Ha ha ha, Laozi is finally out, three hundred years, Laozi is finally out."

Hiss!

A single dazzling Sword Radiance carrying the power of Tian Di instantly pierced through the Void; if sensed by Primordial Spirit, it was like a divine punishment tribulation light crushing down.

Sword Yue, who had just emerged from the Sword World, was immediately dumbfounded; this sword surpassed his Yuantián Jianjue.

In an instant, Sword Yue immediately understood that this person must be the Existence who opened the Sword World, allowing him to escape from it.

Just as he hadn't recovered from the joy of escaping the Sword World, a Heaven and Earth Sword immediately boomed down, its Momentum surpassing both Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestral Sect and his Yuantián Jianjue.

Endless Sword Light soared into the sky, just like Wu Ming's Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestral Sect and Sword Saint's Sword Twenty-Three, resisting this terrifying sword of heavenly might.

Sword Yue's Primordial Spirit jumped madly at this moment; this sword surpassed anything he had seen or learned, surpassing any expert he had ever met.

The intent of this sword was so high, unheard of, unseen, shocking him.

"Three hundred years, three hundred years, Laozi just gained New Life, hasn't enjoyed the Mortal World yet, and you want to chop Laozi to death!"

"Yuantián Jianjue, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestral Sect, block it for me……"

Yet at this moment, the side swords of all martial artists below did not show the scene of ten thousand swords paying homage as before.

How could the Ancestor of Swords and the Emperor of Swords compare to the Heavenly Lord of Swords?

Under Heaven's Will Slays Immortals Sword, ten thousand swords bow their heads.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestral Sect, there is also a peerless sword art never seen before, not inferior to Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestral Sect; how could this person be my Sword Sect's secret art?"

Drawn by Mysterious Qi, Wu Ming's mind and spirit swayed; the True Qi that had just calmed after the great battle fluctuated again, like flames flickering uncertainly.

His thoughts turned—could Jiang Xuan actually be real?

The Sword Sect was founded only three hundred years ago; the Ancestor Jianshi had Heavenly Pride and created the supreme sword move Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestral Sect, so this person should be someone from within three hundred years?

But the Sword Sect had never heard of anyone entering the Sword World.

As his thoughts flowed like electricity, a name surfaced in Wu Ming's Mind.

Jian Bei!

This person was not of the Sword Sect, but his Sword Dao Gift was also supreme; he was the successor of Sword Sect's Jianshi, Jian Wu, and Nemesis Jian Bei, fighting with Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestral Sect against Yuantián Jianjue for several days without a winner.

The two exchanged hearts through swords, mutually attracted; to reach a higher Sword Realm, they exchanged martial arts with each other.

Regrettably, Jian Wu eventually felt the Sects were different, and that Yuantián Jianjue would make the Sword Sect's Inheritance no longer pure, so it was not passed down.

Afterwards, Jian Bei devoted himself to cultivation, one man and one sword charging into the Sword World……

Wu Ming, as an Existence whose achievements over hundreds of years in the Sword Sect were not inferior to the founding Ancestor, naturally knew the Sect Texts contained fragments of Yuantián Jianjue and Jian Bei.

If this person was truly Jian Bei, wouldn't he have lived over three hundred years?

Then the people Jiang Xuan spoke of who lived several hundred or even a thousand years also truly existed?

The near-substantial Sword Light and majestic energy of Heaven's Will Slays Immortals Sword, along with Jiang Xuan's Spirit Will like a prison, all slashed toward Ten Thousand Swords with this sword.

"This strange person's Sword Intent that appeared from nowhere is extremely terrifying; I'm afraid he is another martial arts myth."

All martial artists present were extremely shocked; has the Era changed?

In the past hundred years, a martial arts myth appeared once a century, but today four were seen at once; their terrifying Combat Power could practically move mountains and fill seas.

"I am not resigned……"

Sword Yue let out a terrified howl; facing this sword Jiang Xuan unleashed, he felt he was far from being a Rival, felt he would be slain under the sword, which made him extremely chilled.

The Yuantián Jianjue and Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestral Sect, infused with all of Sword Yue's True Qi and Spirit Will, struggled madly, attempting to contend with Heaven's Will Slays Immortals.

Before the Sword Light arrived, a vast, grand, majestic Sword Intent from Heaven's Will Slays Immortals, as if it could pierce through the Four Extremes of Tian Di and penetrate the Eight Wastelands within the universe, crossed the long sky first, ruthlessly nailing Sword Yue's Primordial Spirit in the Void.

Sword Yue's eyes were about to split!

Watching helplessly as the terrifying Sword Light, as if it could sink the Dadi, came immediately after, enlarging bit by bit in his pupils……

I don't know how long passed.

Perhaps it was an instant, yet also as if another three hundred years had passed.

"Move for me……"

Sword Yue's body and Primordial Spirit were nailed in the Void; his hands and feet could not move, his eyeballs could not turn, even his True Qi could not circulate; he could only watch helplessly as the Sword Light……

At this moment, the top-tier Yuantián Jianjue and Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestral Sect lost their luster, unable to block that supreme sword by Not a Bit before vanishing into nothingness.

Jiang Xuan's dazzling Sword Light, striking horizontally across the long sky, fiercely slashed down.

Boom!

This sword completely slashed toward Sword Yue; the incomparably overbearing Sword Light and Sword Intent, within Sword Yue, exploded like a God Slayer and Immortal Slayer blade inside his body, to destroy both his Body and Spirit.

The Void fell silent, Tian Di fell silent, the shocking great collision returned to Silence.

After one sword, Blood Rain filled the sky.

In the Distance, Shen Wu Yi Fu and Jue Wu Shen exchanged a glance, seeing the shock in each other's Gaze.

All three Myth Realm experts were defeated under that Jiang Xuan's hands, without a shred of power to resist; the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestral Sect they dreamed of obtaining, under that sword, was like a common sword art facing an Immortal's sword art that could slay gods and immortals.

That myth-level freak was even slashed into Blood Mist by one sword.

Invade Zhong Yuan?

At this moment it seemed like a joke.

"Hmm? Not bad, not bad. Worthy of being an expert who opened the Sword World single-handedly; even with his physical body annihilated, his Primordial Spirit split apart and escaped."

Jiang Xuan sensed that amidst this rain of blood covering the sky, there was also the soul aura of Sword Yue, hidden within, waiting for an opportunity to escape.

The rain of blood covering the sky scattered and shot forth, shooting toward the crowd below.

Within one drop of Blood Drop, Sword Yue's soul roared madly in his Inner Heart:

"I'm not resigned! How could I, Laozi, encounter such a monster?"

"Escape, escape, escape. Once Laozi possesses someone and is reborn, I'll flee to Dong Ying, call myself emperor and king, and never want to see this monster again!"

Feeling his soul growing weaker and weaker, Sword Yue urgently needed to find a person to possess and be reborn.

A soul cannot exist independently without a physical body alone. The cultivation of a Shen Hua Ji Qiang involves the Primordial Spirit, which can leave the body for a short time, but will inevitably suffer Hun Po San San over a long time.

After his physical body was annihilated, at the critical moment, he entrusted his soul to a drop of Blood Drop. It was in that one-thousandth of an instant that his soul luckily escaped.

As long as he could escape smoothly and possess someone through Possession, he could be revived once more.

In an instant, he thought of many things. After being revived, he would immediately hide his name and flee to a distant land. Even after re-entering the Cultivation Realm of Mythic Realm in the future, he would never return to Shen Zhou.

This person, is he not human!

"Trash aptitude..."

"Waste......"

One after another, Martial Artists among the crowd were quietly possessed, then quickly excluded.

The more one enjoys the beauty of the Human World, the more reluctant one is to die.

Emperors of various dynasties are like this, and Sword Yue is even more so.

The Status of a Shen Hua Ji Qiang is no lower than that of an emperor in any dynasty, and even surpasses it.

Everything in the Human World can be enjoyed at will. Money, beauties, and power are within easy reach for a Shen Hua Ji Qiang.

He cultivated diligently for the past few decades, but was trapped in the Sword World for the next three hundred years.

He had not yet enjoyed anything. He did not want to die. He wanted to enjoy the extravagance of the Human World, and he wanted Longevity even more.

How could the aptitude of this group of wastes allow him to return to the Mythic Realm? Longing for Longevity is even more a fool's dream.

(Chapter End)