I Have Countless Legendary Swords!

Chapter 390: Chapter 390 – Sword Emperor Reborn

“The number one of the Northern Wilderness, Zhou Xuanji, has died. From today onwards, I will be the ruler of the mortal realm!” Spirit Sovereign Yan’s voice sounded out, sounding incredibly overbearing, like a god giving orders.

The human race was infuriated, and all of the cities were sent into an uproar.

“Despicable!”

“Even the Sword Emperor died… could it be that no one can defeat him?”

“He comes from the Upper Realm and is an immortal god… how can we defeat him?”

“The human race is going to perish.”

“The heavens are not just; why are we being treated like this?”

Terror and despair spread through the human race. In just a moment, the human race’s Empires and Kingdoms all fell into chaos.

Facing their impending deaths, some people would explode out with the evil desires within their hearts.

Sometimes, humans were even more terrifying than demons.

This was especially when they had lost hope.

…

At Juedi Cliff, Spirit Sovereign Yan was still continuously creating Heavenly Law Puppets. Devil Emperor Dugu had already buried Zhou Xuanji’s corpse, and he had created a gravestone for him.

Baihao Yixin stood next to him, not saying anything.

The two of them had once been invincible and matchless in the world. They both felt incredibly complicated, and could not understand their feelings clearly.

Devil Emperor Dugu turned and looked at Spirit Sovereign Yan as he asked, “What do you plan to do now?”

Spirit Sovereign Yan coldly laughed and said, “Kill these Heavenly Guards, slaughter the human race, and then search for my son. I will slaughter one Empire every year; how does that sound?”

Now that Zhou Xuanji had died, there was no one in the Northern Wilderness who could threaten him.

After he separated from the Heavenly Palace, he would be able to openly and daringly cultivate. As for the new leading role of the Northern Wilderness, it was not important—anyone would do.

As long it was not the human race.

Devil Emperor Dugu shook his head and leapt up, leaving quickly.

Spirit Sovereign Yan loudly laughed and did not stop him.

The Northern Wilderness now belonged to him, so it did not matter where Devil Emperor Dugu went. He trusted that Devil Emperor Dugu would not dare to ascend, and he was only going to recover his cultivation.

He turned and looked at the Heavenly Law Puppets.

He had a crazed smile on his face and muttered, “It’s not enough! It’s still not enough!”

The more Heavenly Law Puppets he had in his Heavenly Law Puppet army the better. It would be best if he could overturn the Heavenly Palace.

On the other side, Baihao Yixin was preparing to sneak away.

“Great Emperor Heartless, do you know why he said those things and had you reincarnate?” Spirit Sovereign Yan’s words travelled into his ears, causing him to freeze and stop moving.

…

Within the Bahan Empire in a small town.

A ray of black light descended from the sky and landed in a courtyard.

After the black light disappeared, a naked baby boy appeared on the ground. He was curled up and was still as he slept.

As it began to become dark, a man dressed in plain and simple robes walked in. Seeing the baby boy, he stopped in his tracks.

He instinctively drew his sword and warily looked around.

This courtyard was not very big and only he lived here; why would there be a baby here?

He carefully approached the baby, and seeing the baby lying naked on the cold ground, his heart softened and he picked it up.

“It’s the end times for the human race; everyone is pitiable,” the man sighed, looking quite worried, as he turned and carried the baby inside.

The next morning, the baby boy suddenly opened his eyes, which had a pure gaze, as well as a trace of killing intent in its depths.

He was the reborn Zhou Xuanji, and his memories were still clear in his mind.

He was currently lying on a bed with a blanket over him, and there was the smell of incense in the room.

“Sword Spirit?” he inwardly called out.

“What are your orders, Sword Owner?” The Sword Spirit’s voice sounded out, causing him to let out a sigh of relief.

He turned and looked, and saw that no one else was in the room.

His divine sense still remained, and he swept it out, covering the entire town.

There was no one in the courtyard.

As such, he took out all of his legendary swords, and only after confirming that none were missing was he able to rest at ease.

With the Celestial Devil Rebirth Technique, each rebirth was not a fresh beginning; one would keep their soul and one’s cultivation would also quickly recover. Or else, how could the Ancient Diablo and Xian Xianghua dominate the world?

He suddenly noticed that there were 18 black inscriptions on his right arm, thin as hair.

Seeing this, he seemed to comprehend something.

Heavenly Law Mark—it was created from each Great Emperor Candidate Fate.

Having ten could allow one to become a Great Emperor.

Zhou Xuanji temporarily could not become a Great Emperor; his body had not finished growing and he still needed time.

With how powerful the Celestial Devil Rebirth Technique was, he would be able to fully grow within ten years.

He was not afraid that Jiang Xue would not be able to go on, because with Xian Xianghua there, she would definitely tell her about the Celestial Devil Rebirth Technique.

“Wait a few years, Spirit Sovereign Yan; I’ll definitely come for your head.”

Zhou Xuanji deeply breathed in as he closed his eyes and began to experience the power of heaven and earth.

With the power of heaven and earth, his growth speed became even faster; at the very least, it was much faster than Xian Xianghua’s growth speed.

After a while, he heard the sound of footsteps.

The man who had saved him quickly walked in.

“Whew… good thing you’re not awake yet. I came back early for you. Do you know how many spirit pills I missed out on earning today?” The man talked to himself as he took out a bottle of milk.

He was planning to feed Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji did not open his eyes, but he could tell through his divine sense what was going on, and he immediately felt a chill.

Just as he was about to speak, another person rushed in.

It was a woman.

Pa—

The woman directly slapped the man and said coldly, “Shangguan Jiusu, I was wrong about you. I never thought that you’d give up on yourself; are you even a man?”

The man named Shangguan Jiusu became angry.

“What did I do? Didn’t I just come back early from the lecture hall?” He said in a low voice, a sorrowful look in his eyes.

The woman in front of him was dressed in a red dress and had decent looks. Her temperament was slightly arrogant and cold, and she had the airs of a cold beauty.

The woman in the red dress looked at him and said, “You no longer have the talent you had back then, and yet you’re not treasuring your opportunity to cultivate. Did you know, Immortal Teacher Chen had wanted to kick you out, but my father went to speak on your behalf; that’s why you’re able to stay here!”

Shangguan Jiusu’s pride was hurt, and he started arguing with the woman in the red dress.

Zhou Xuanji listened and soon understood the situation.

It turned out that they were a pair of lovers. Three years ago, Shangguan Jiusu’s talent had been extraordinary and had been full of mettle, and he had won this woman’s heart.

However, when he was out on a mission two years ago, someone had destroyed his Inner Pellet. Even though he had preserved his Inner Pellet through treatment, he no longer had his previous talent.

Even though the woman did not abandon him, her attitude towards him became more and more impatient as time went on, and they would frequently fight.

Because of this, Shangguan Jiusu was somewhat sensitive, but he had been holding it in this whole time. Today, he had come back early because of Zhou Xuanji, out of the kindness in his heart, so how could he accept himself being looked down on like this?

The woman looked over and saw Zhou Xuanji, and her attitude became even worse. She said disdainfully, “Shangguan Jiusu, the Sword Emperor has died, and the human race is facing a crisis. You can’t even take care of yourself, and now you’re looking after an abandoned child?”

After saying this, she flicked her sleeves and left.

Shangguan Jiusu wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he gripped his fists in silence.

If it was before, he might have chased after her and spoken all kinds of sweet words to her. However, now, he did not want to abandon Zhou Xuanji, who had already been abandoned.

He had no parents since he was young, and he had been taken in by an old beggar and had lived by begging. Later on, through a stroke of fate, a cultivator had found that he had talent in cultivating, which was how his life had turned around. Seeing Zhou Xuanji, he could not bear to abandon him, as he reminded him of himself.

“Ai,” he sighed and sat on a bench, not saying anything.

He suddenly remembered Zhou Xuanji was there and quickly picked up the bottle and walked towards the bed.

He turned and saw Zhou Xuanji floating above the bed, causing his body to tremble, and the bottle fell to the ground.

“Ghost!”