Chapter 908 - 412: Infinite Heaven and Earth, Sword Opens the Emperor’s Path (Part 2)
Chapter 908: Chapter 412: Infinite Heaven and Earth, Sword Opens the Emperor’s Path (Part 2)
Although small in scale, it already possesses complete Dao Laws—the most important thing is that these laws are not borrowed from the heavens and earth, but evolved from his own Sword Dao!
"Above and below, only I am supreme."
Ye Qingzhou sheathed his sword and stood, a newborn universe rotating in his palm.
Three hundred and sixty chaotic black holes at this moment transformed into anchors for this universe, ensuring it does not collapse. This is the essence of the Emperor Realm—not conforming to the Heavenly Dao, but self-creating the Heavenly Dao!
At the instant he completed his breakthrough, an invisible wave swept across the entire Blue Star with Jiuyi Mountain as its center.
All swords, regardless of rank or owner, began to tremble. In the next moment, they broke free from their scabbards and transformed into streams of light shooting up into the sky, flying towards Jiuyi Mountain.
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Meanwhile, the world elsewhere also surged with change.
A green robe fluttered, a lonely peak stood alone.
At the unnamed Sword Tomb on the rear mountain of Sword Dao, a middle-aged man with a stern countenance abruptly opened his eyes.
His eyes were like cold stars, his gaze seemingly penetrating the river of time, reflecting the past and present.
Zing~
The unsheathed longsword behind him vibrated violently, the sword body like a mirror, reflecting that cosmos-splitting sword light from the Jiuyi Mountain Peak!
"The reopening of the Sword Realm..."
Sikong Jingming whispered, his voice like clashing metal and stone, cold and sharp: "Since the fall of the Divine Feather Sword Emperor, could anyone still enter this realm?"
He reached out and pressed down on the hilt of the sword, the sword stopped its hum abruptly, yet that pilgrimage-like tremor did not calm.
"Jiuyi Mountain... Ye Qingzhou?"
His gaze intensed, his figure suddenly transformed into a green sword rainbow, breaking through the sky.
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Goman Kingdom, Rapids Castle.
Bang~
In the Martial Arts Arena of Rapids Castle, a fully black, sawtooth-like double-handed great sword vibrated fiercely, breaking free from the sword rack and plunging into the ground, its blade pointing east!
"Hmm?"
A white-haired elder with a burly stature and a resolute face turned around suddenly, a brilliant light bursting in his eyes. His muscles were like knotted steel, precisely the Goman Sword Saint—Liechtenwana!
"Blood Fury is actually afraid?"
He roared deeply, reached out and grasped the sword hilt, yet felt an unprecedented pressure as if the entire world was bowing to an existence!
"Sword Dao Resonance..." Liechtenwana’s pupils contracted, "Has someone entered the Emperor Realm with Swordsmanship?"
He suddenly lifted his head, gazing east, his eyes boiling with battle intent: "Jiuyi Mountain... Ye Qingzhou!"
Bang~
He stepped forward, the ground cracked, and his whole being burst into the sky like a cannonball, following the guidance of sword intent straight towards Jiuyi Mountain!
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Dian Country, Ideal Secret Realm.
Swish~
The tranquil lake surface suddenly rippled, a blue whole-bodied longsword with its blade like water slowly floated up, its blade pointing east, emitting a clear sword cry.
By the lake, a blond knight clad in silver armor with a handsome face slowly opened his eyes, a hint of shock flashing in his blue eyes.
"The Lake Divine Sword is actually... worshipping?"
He reached out and grasped the hilt, feeling an immense sword intent crossing thousands of miles, directly piercing his mind!
"This is... Emperor Realm sword intent?"
Pandragon murmured, "Is there really someone in the world who can enter this realm?"
He slowly stood, the silver armor gleamed with a cold luster under the moonlight, his eyes interweaving battle intent and reverence: "Jiuyi Mountain... Ye Qingzhou!"
"Swish!"
His figure flickered, disappearing by the lakeside like a phantom, leaving only ripples spreading.
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Northern Alliance, frost-covered land.
Crunch~
Deep in the Winter Palace, on an ice crystal-constructed sword platform, the entirely white Ivan the Terrible’s Sword suddenly vibrated, cracks actually appeared densely on the sword body!
"Hmm?"
An elder with snow-white hair and a stern face suddenly opened his eyes, coldness as sharp as a knife glittering in his gaze. He reached out and pressed down on the sword body, shouting: "’Frosty Heaven!’
However, the sword still trembled as if both fearful and worshipful!
"Sword Dao Resonance..." Karelin’s eyes flashed with a hint of shock, "Someone has entered the Emperor Realm?"
He abruptly lifted his head, gazing east, murmuring: "Jiuyi Mountain... Ye Qingzhou?"
"Swish!"
His figure flickered, transforming into a chilling wind, rushing out of the Winter Palace, heading straight east!
Jiuyi Mountain Peak · Four Saints Facing the Emperor
On Jiuyi Mountain, the clouds swirled, and the Sword Intent soared to the sky.
Ye Qingzhou stood with his hands behind his back, his white robe fluttering, his gaze deep as the starry sky. Beside him, Xu Yuebing stood still with her sword, her eyes full of pride.
Suddenly...
Swish~ Swish~ Swish~ Swish~
Four figures descended almost simultaneously on the peak!
Kong Jingming, Sword Illuminating Past and Present!
Liechtenwana, Goman Sword Saint!
Pandragon, Knight of the Lake!
Karelin, Frost Wind Sword Saint!
The four Sword Saints of the current era stood before Ye Qingzhou like pilgrims, their eyes brimming with shock and reverence.
"Ye Qingzhou..."
Sikong Jingming took a deep breath and was the first to speak, "Have you stepped into the Emperor Realm?"
Ye Qingzhou smiled faintly, his gaze sweeping over the four of them, "You have come from afar, what guidance do you seek?"
Liechtenwana gripped his great sword tightly, speaking in a deep voice, "Sword Dao Resonance, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, we have come to pay our respects to the Sword Emperor!"
Pandragon knelt on one knee, placing the Lake Divine Sword horizontally before him, "We wish to hear the Dao of the Sword Emperor!"
Karelin stared intently at Ye Qingzhou, his gaze filled with a mix of battle intent and awe, "Please, Sword Emperor... impart your teachings!"
Ye Qingzhou smiled slightly, raising his hand with a wave,
Clang~
A beam of sword light shot into the sky, transforming into chaos, opening a new world!
"If that’s the case, then let me show you... what true Sword Dao is!"
The Four Saints were struck with awe, ten thousand swords bowed down!
The might of the Sword Emperor, unparalleled in this world!
"To hear the Dao in the morning, to die in the evening would suffice!"
The four Sword Saints were all moved to tears. Since the fall of the Divine Feather Sword Emperor, no other has reached the peak to forge a new path.
Now, the Sword Dao is not lonely. A new emperor ascends, and a glorious future lies ahead!
Xu Yuebing stared at the sky, dumbfounded.
Before her eyes, millions of swords flew in from all directions, like pilgrims coming to worship.
They hovered above Jiuyi Mountain, forming a massive sword wheel, slowly rotating. Every sword bowed its tip, worshiping in the direction of Ye Qingzhou’s secluded chamber.
This was the unprecedented phenomenon of "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect," recorded in ancient texts as only occurring with the birth of an ancient Sword Emperor.
Among them was Xu Yuebing’s own sword, yet she did not panic, but instead was moved to tears — her husband truly achieved an unparalleled breakthrough!
The chamber door slowly opened.
Ye Qingzhou stepped out, appearing unchanged from before, but those eyes — Xu Yuebing felt as if she would suffocate from just a glance. Within them seemed to exist countless universes, anyone who looked would be lost.
Ye Qingzhou immediately restrained his aura, and the visions in his eyes disappeared, returning to the husband she knew. He looked up at the sea of swords and softly said, "Disperse."
A million swords trembled in unison, as if in supplication, then returned to their original places.
Only the swords of Jiuyi Mountain remained hovering in the air, awaiting the blessing of the newly ascended Sword Emperor.
Ye Qingzhou’s fingers formed a sword, writing a large "Dao" character in the void.
The character, composed of pure Sword Intent, transformed into specks of golden light, merging into each sword. The blessed swords emitted a clear sword cry, their quality suddenly elevating a level.
The sword returning to Xu Yuebing’s hand, Dawn, underwent a complete metamorphosis, its blade shimmering with the luster of stars.
She gently caressed its blade, sensing a trace of Emperor Realm Sword Intent within, enough for her to contemplate for a lifetime.
"Congratulations, Sword Emperor."
Xu Yuebing gracefully bowed, her eyes full of pride.
Ye Qingzhou helped his wife up, shaking his head with a light laugh, "In front of you, I will always be the rascal who took your sword back then."
The two smiled at each other, the mist in the bamboo forest had somehow dispersed, sunlight falling, illuminating the entire Jiuyi Mountain.
In the village at the mountain’s foot, a child pointed at the sky, exclaiming, "Mother, look! There are immortals on the mountain!"
The woman looked up, seeing clouds and mists surrounding the peak of Jiuyi Mountain, vaguely seeing two figures standing side by side.
Even more wondrous, all the bamboo leaves in the mountain moved without wind, their rustling as clear and pleasant as sword songs.
This day, the Human Race witnessed the birth of its first Sword Emperor.
This day, the history of the Sword Dao was rewritten.
This day, the bamboo leaves of Jiuyi Mountain were all transformed into swords.