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The golden light intertwined with the thunder patterns on the jade slip, forming a dazzling pillar of light that shot straight into the sky.
Within the pillar of light, the faint silhouette of Qingxiaozi could be seen sitting cross-legged.
They seemed to be watching this decisive battle that would determine the survival of the secret realm.
The attacks of Xiao Chong and the others appeared increasingly insignificant and powerless in the face of this light.
Ladies and gentlemen, follow me to open the true Azure Sky Secret Realm!
Wei Changxuan raised his arms and shouted, his body radiating a burst of golden and blue light.
The Primordial True Qi and the Azure Sky Sword Intent merged into a dazzling torrent.
Golden light shot into the sky, forming a massive pillar of light that pierced the heavens.
The figures of the crowd gradually blurred in the light, as if they were about to merge with the heavens and earth.
However, at this critical moment, space suddenly twisted violently, and a nauseating stench assaulted our senses.
Yin Jiuyou's corpse claws, enveloped in dark green poisonous mist, pierced through the barrier like a venomous snake.
Wherever the poisonous fog passed, space cracked and crumbled, even corroding the hard white jade ground into bottomless ravines.
Watch out! Yan Lingji's long hair flew like flames, and nine blue flame chains roared out, drawing a dazzling trajectory in the air.
The moment the fiery chains ensnared the corpse's claws, the deafening explosions from the intense heat were deafening.
Yin Jiuyou let out a shrill scream, and dark green corpse fluid fell like raindrops.
At the same time, Xiao Chong's roar pierced through the layers of space: Wei Changxuan—I will exterminate your entire clan!
With his roar, the entire cave began to collapse violently.
The floating palaces and pavilions fell one after another, turning into dust.
But Wei Changxuan remained unmoved, his hands forming hand seals as he accelerated the circulation of his internal energy.
The beam of light grew increasingly dazzling, eventually engulfing all the attacks.
When the light faded, everyone felt a sudden sense of openness before them.
They were standing beneath a vast, boundless starry sky.
Beneath my feet is a massive altar cast from white jade and bronze.
Nine dragon-carved pillars stand majestically, each topped with a jade slip containing cultivation techniques that emits a different kind of light.
Mysterious runes flowed across the surface of the jade slip, sometimes coalescing into mountains and rivers, and sometimes transforming into the sun, moon, and stars.
Qingxuzi trembled as he stroked the ancient inscriptions on the altar, his voice filled with awe:
This is... Qingxiaozi's Nine Heavens Inheritance! Legend has it that it contains nine supreme techniques; possessing even one will grant unparalleled dominance over the world. Now...
Before he could finish speaking, the altar suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.
Nine streams of light shot into the sky, intertwining to form a breathtaking star map, in which the figure of Qingxiaozi, who was comprehending the Dao, could be faintly seen.
Just then, Sikong Yan suddenly grabbed Wei Changxuan's sleeve, his finger trembling as he pointed to the eastern sky.
A hundred-meter-long sword mark stretched across the starry sky, like an inverted Milky Way, radiating a chilling sharpness.
Chapter 424 Sword Light!
The surface of the sword mark shimmered with golden and blue light, sometimes transforming into the trajectory of stars.
Sometimes it condenses into lightning patterns, as if all the laws of heaven and earth are engraved in it.
The golden wheel mark on Wei Changxuan's chest instantly became as hot as a branding iron, and the resonance with the sword mark made his meridians roar.
The jade slip in his arms also emitted a clear, melodious hum, as if responding to this call that transcended time and space.
The sword intent that shattered the void! This is the sword mark left by Senior Qingxiaozi!
Lei Qianjue's body crackled with silvery-white lightning, and even his hair stood on end in excitement.
Jingni's Jingni Sword suddenly let out a dragon's roar, automatically broke free from its sheath, and transformed into a stream of light that flew toward the sword mark.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Shaoyou's Azure Sky Sword and Yan Lingji's fiery chains trembled and rose into the air.
The runes on the surface of the weapon shone as brightly as day in the resonance.
The entire space trembled, as if welcoming the reappearance of the long-lost true essence of swordsmanship in the world.
Wei Changxuan's golden wings were fully unfurled, each feather shimmering with a starlike luster.
The golden currents stirred up by the flapping of its wings surged like a tangible force, turning the dust of the altar beneath its feet into a huge vortex.
At the center of the vortex, ancient runes appeared and disappeared, as if telling long-forgotten secrets.
Senior Qingxiaozi sealed the ultimate principles of martial arts within the sword marks, but everyone sees them differently.
We... His words trailed off abruptly, as a deafening bell tolled from the heavens.
The oppressive power contained in the voice caused the entire starry sky to tremble.
A phantom figure, exuding an air of otherworldly grace, slowly emerged from the sword wound. The old man wore a robe woven from stars.
The light flowing from the hem of his robe was exactly the same as the sword mark that stretched across the sky, as if he himself was the embodiment of that sword intent.
After a thousand years of waiting, the destined one has finally appeared. Qingxiaozi's voice was like a grand and resonant bell.
Each word carried a power that transcended time and space, causing ripples to spread across the entire starry sky.
He gently waved his sleeve, and nine dazzling starlight streaked across the sky like shooting stars, each shooting towards the crowd present.
The instant the starlight entered her brow, Mu Nanzhi suddenly covered her forehead, her beautiful eyes widening, and let out a gasp:
I saw it! It's the Medicine King's Manual! It contains unparalleled medical techniques that can bring withered trees back to life and revive the dead!
Her voice was filled with shock and surprise, and her hands trembled slightly involuntarily.
Lightning surged around Lei Qianjue, transforming him into a roaring thunder dragon. He laughed wildly, his voice filled with ecstatic joy:
The ancient principles of thunder magic! These patterns actually share the same origin as my Thunder Punishment Array!
It turns out that my previous path of cultivation was just a glimpse into the whole picture through a tube!
Wei Changxuan was stunned. He slowly opened his palm.
A three-inch-long golden sword appeared there at some unknown time.
The flowing patterns on the sword are extremely similar to those of the Primordial Azure Sky Sword Technique.
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Yet it contains a more ancient and profound Daoist charm, as if it carries the power of creation.
"This is... the primordial sword energy of the Primordial Azure Sky?" He murmured to himself, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.
Qingxiaozi's illusory figure nodded with a smile, his eyes full of satisfaction:
Good. To wield the sword with inner energy and to unite the sword with the Dao is the ultimate way of the sword.
However, before he could finish speaking, the starry sky suddenly distorted violently.
A nauseating, putrid stench of corpses surged forth like a tide.
From afar came Xiao Chong's frenzied roar: Wei Changxuan! Shatter for me—
With a roar, the entire space began to collapse, and stars fell like raindrops.
Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the dragon pillars of the altar, and they groaned under the weight of the burden.
Wei Changxuan made a decisive move and pressed the primal sword energy in his hand into his heart.
In an instant, his body shone with golden light, illuminating the entire space that was about to collapse.
Friends! The power contained within this inheritance is too immense; we must each study it separately!
Three years later, they reunited in the earthly land of the Primordial Sutra!
His voice was firm and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority.
Nine beams of starlight burst forth from his palm, enveloping each person and shooting in different directions.
A long journey of training to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship has begun.
Chapter 425 Sword Qi Cultivation!
Nine dazzling starlight beams suddenly burst forth from Wei Changxuan's palm.
The light was not unusually intense; instead, it possessed a warm, jade-like quality.
It was as if the Milky Way above the heavens had been shattered, with each ray of light shimmering with tiny starlight.
As if possessing sentience, they precisely enveloped everyone present.
The moment the light touched the hem of the garment, it created ripples that seemed to draw the person into their own little world.
The light dissipated at an astonishing speed, as if it had never existed.
Wei Changxuan felt a blur before his eyes, and the sensations all over his body instantly changed.
The voices and scents that had been lingering nearby vanished without a trace, replaced by the soft earth beneath my feet.
And the rich, lingering scent of herbs and trees that fills the air.
He staggered a few steps before barely managing to steady himself, falling alone into the misty valley.
Looking up, the scene around him made him hold his breath.
The thick white fog, like the finest silk, flowed slowly through the valley, sometimes gathering, sometimes dispersing.
The distant scenery was obscured by a hazy mist, revealing only a few outlines of bluish-gray, adding to its ethereal and otherworldly charm.
At the bottom of the valley, a clear spring meanders and flows, its water crystal clear.
The smooth, rounded pebbles on the bottom of the water are clearly visible. Sunlight filters through the gaps in the thin mist, refracting into shimmering gold specks on the water's surface.
Wei Changxuan understood that this was no ordinary place; it must be a secluded and little-known sacred cultivation ground, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the world.
He subconsciously looked down at the faint sword energy pattern on his palm.
The lines were extremely faint, as if drawn with the finest brushstrokes, yet they exuded an indescribable majesty.
He slowly sat down cross-legged, the blades of grass brushing against his robes, causing a slight tickle.
He paid no attention, his mind completely absorbed in the pattern, and began to delve into the supreme inheritance that might contain the secrets of shattering the void.