Chapter 907 - 412: Heaven and Earth Infinite, Sword Opens the Imperial Path
Chapter 907: Chapter 412: Heaven and Earth Infinite, Sword Opens the Imperial Path
The morning mist of Jiuyi Mountain had yet to disperse, with dewdrops hanging on bamboo leaves, poised to fall.
Xu Yuebing gracefully brewed tea, steam swirling around, yet her gaze never left the white-clad figure standing by the window.
For three months, ever since Ye Qingzhou returned from the Western Pole Kingdom, she had been waking up from nightmares every night, fearing the moment she’d open her eyes and realize her husband’s return was merely a hallucination born of longing.
"Qingzhou, the tea is ready."
She called softly, her voice carrying a hint of caution, as if afraid of disturbing something.
Ye Qingzhou turned around, the sword mark left from the battle with the Blood God between his brows had faded, but the depth of his eyes had grown deeper. He walked to his wife’s side, gently brushing her dark circles with his fingertips.
"These days, I’ve made you worry."
Unexpectedly, Xu Yuebing’s tears fell, striking the tea tray and splashing tiny droplets.
Despite being a darling of the heavens, the youngest Sword Dao Grandmaster in the history of the Linjiang Xu Clan, she cried like a child.
Ye Qingzhou held her in his arms, feeling her slight body tremble softly.
"I thought... I’d never see you again..."
Xu Yuebing’s voice was muffled against his chest, "During the battle with the Blood God, your life lantern nearly extinguished..."
Ye Qingzhou did not answer, only tightened his embrace.
"I promise you..."
After a long while, Ye Qingzhou spoke softly, "It won’t happen next time."
Xu Yuebing looked up, seeing the starlight flickering in his eyes, knowing her husband had gained new insight.
She understood this sword devotee too well — after each life-and-death battle, his Sword Dao ascended another level.
It seemed to be the case this time as well.
"Are you about to breakthrough?"
She asked softly, her eyes filled with joy.
Ye Qingzhou gazed out at the sea of clouds outside, where the dawn was just breaking forth, "It’s time to take that step."
Jiuyi Mountain Peak, the closed-door meditation stone chamber.
Ye Qingzhou sat cross-legged, the Infinite Sword placed across his knees, Dragon Abyss, Xuanyuan, Flame Emperor, Celestial Punishment, Flying Frost, the Five Great Divine Weapons suspended behind him, resembling a peacock spreading its tail.
The stone chamber walls were engraved with sword marks, each recording his insights along the path of cultivation.
At this moment, these sword marks flickered with his breath, resembling stars.
"Twelve-Stories Celestial Tower..."
Ye Qingzhou closed his eyes for insight, and within his body, in each of the three hundred sixty major acupoints, a miniature "sun" floated, forming the Array of All Heaven Stars.
This was the pinnacle of the Martial God Realm — carrying the Dao in the body, assimilating Heaven and Earth Laws within oneself.
But the Emperor Realm was different.
Through the continuous battles with the Blood God and financial demon, especially in the prison used by the Emperor Slayer to imprison the gods, Ye Qingzhou glimpsed a higher level realm.
The Emperor is not one who carries the great Dao but creates their own Dao.
Not carrying the Dao in the body, but governing all Daos with one’s self-created Dao.
"Above heaven and earth, only I am supreme."
Ye Qingzhou suddenly opened his eyes, galaxies reversed in his gaze.
He formed seals with his hands, and the three hundred sixty miniature "suns" within him began to vibrate and collapse inward.
This extreme compression produced terrifyingly high heat and density, even twisting space itself. If other Martial Gods were present, they would be utterly shocked — this was clearly a reckless act of self-destructing one’s Dao Foundation!
However, Ye Qingzhou’s expression remained calm. He had witnessed the birth of the universe and the annihilation of black holes.
From Tai Chi to Infinite, it was a process of moving from simplicity to complexity and then from complexity back to simplicity.
"Scatter to become Qi, gather to form shape... Chaos and Void, coalesce for me!"
With a soft call, the three hundred sixty miniature "suns" simultaneously collapsed to their limits, transforming into miniature black holes.
This wasn’t destruction but rebirth — like the singularity before the Big Bang of the universe, containing infinite possibilities.
Ye Qingzhou’s body began to virtualize, at times smoky and misty, at times solid as steel.
The Infinite Sword Realm underwent intense changes in his inner vision, the capacious Primordial Universe beginning to contract, galaxies collapsing, star rivers reversing, ultimately returning to a state of "Chaos like a chicken egg."
At this moment, the skies above Jiuyi Mountain suddenly whipped into a frenzy.
It wasn’t a ordinary weather change but the Spiritual Qi of the entire Blue Star converging here.
The cloud layers formed a gigantic vortex a thousand miles in diameter, its center aligned with Ye Qingzhou’s stone chamber.
Xu Yuebing stood amidst the bamboo forest, her fine hair whipped loose by the gale.
She tightly grasped her sword at that moment, filled with both joy and worry.
Joyful that her husband was about to break through to the legendary Emperor Realm; worried because this breakthrough was unprecedented, and no one knew what might occur.
"Please be safe..."
She prayed softly.
Inside the stone chamber, Ye Qingzhou entered a state of forgetting both self and other.
His consciousness floated in the chaos he had created, surrounded by nothingness yet containing everything. This was the most dangerous and crucial stage — either losing oneself in chaos, or...
"Come, sword."
In the void, Ye Qingzhou reached out and grasped.
The Infinite Sword appeared out of thin air, its blade no longer transparent but showing the gray hues of the opening of chaos.
He slowly raised the sword, the motion seeming slow yet encompassing the power of opening heaven and earth.
"Dao generates one, one becomes two, two becomes three, three becomes all things..."
Following the incantation, the Infinite Sword traced a mystical trajectory.
This sword appeared simple but condensed Ye Qingzhou’s lifetime of learning — possessing the decisiveness of a swordsman who moved forward relentlessly, never yielding, with the utmost rigidity to cut through myriad forms, with the utmost softness to protect loved ones...
Where the sword’s edge passed, chaos split.
The pure ascended to become sky, the impure sank to become earth.
But this was only the beginning, as Sword Qi continued to evolve, time and space began to flow, lives alternated in cycles, the Five Elements of Mutual Generation and Mutual Inhibition... a new micro-universe was born under the sword!
This was not a metaphor, but a true creation of worlds.
Ye Qingzhou’s Sword Realm was no longer merely a simulation of the universe, but a truly existing embryonic universe.