Chapter 4426: Chapter 2045: Sword Acknowledgment (Part 2)
Each flower holds a world; as the light of the petals and leaves shimmered, it seemed to project the true form of Bazhun’an’s sword, clearly embodying it as a sheath and lifting it above the head.
A sword rises.
The sword body inches out of the sheath, the sword power ascends to great heights.
This commotion startled all ancestral gods and venerable extremes across spacetime, yet none dared speak, retreating in panic; those unable to evade were forced to their knees by the pressure.
Those who bowed and retreated under this sword contributed to its power, making its edge sharper and killing intent more pronounced, until it became completely uncontrollable.
A leaf flew past, a sword was sacrificed.
Wherever it passed, Daoist methods bowed low, destiny submitted, none dared surpass this sword leaf.
The only one facing the sword directly was Saint Xin!
Only Saint Xin was completely locked on, with no escape or avoidance!
No—
Saint Xin wanted to shout, but was suppressed to the point of being unable to make a sound.
He could only watch helplessly as death approached, listening to the distant end of the Dao brought by the flying sword leaf, feeding power through battle, reaching the supreme, returning still calm with tranquil sword phrases.
"Half a maple leaf presses the pine, startling the swan folding its wings, empty of fish."
"Nine heavens, ten earths, three thousand realms, who is truly heroic, with Qingju silent?"
...
Sword Worship Technique?!
On He Ting Mountain, the sickly Xu Xiaoshou jumped up in shock, face full of amazement.
Undoubtedly, this was the ultimate sword intention recorded in the Sword Observation Manual, combining the Nine Major Sword Techniques, Eighteen Sword Forms, and 3000 Sword Styles into one, converting all transformations and detours into absolute attacks in a single sword.
But, it didn’t completely match the book’s records.
Bazhun’an’s sword surpassed by more than a thousand times, ten thousand times!
"Did he really conceal?"
Perhaps not concealment; rather, Bazhun’an integrated all the insights gained in the time realm into this sword.
Naturally, what was presented now differed significantly from the "Sword Worship Technique," which had only a conceptual outline when Sword Observation Manual was first drafted decades ago.
But what cannot be doubted is...
"How strong!"
This sword far exceeded that so-called third realm, fourth realm of the Mystical Gate and the upper Mystical Gate.
Just the sword’s emergence, opening countless Mystical Gates from distant spacetime to the present, was beyond all ancient swordsmen of the Shengshen Continent, past and present.
Bazhun’an surpassing the Sword Ancestor, was more than half a step.
After the blood baptism of the time realm, it exceeded countless steps, unattainable even for those to come.
"But if there’s still lacking, I remember!"
Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes widened, memorizing the Sword Worship Technique.
His experience lacked that piece of time realm tempering; even if he sacrificed the same Sword Worship Technique, compared to Bazhun’an, there would be some inadequacy.
But no fear.
He’s still young.
What tempering in the time realm, the path that Bazhun’an walked, can be walked later by him.
What Bazhun’an knows, he cannot fail to know!
What he knows, he must keep hidden, making Bazhun’an unable to know!
Only then might he surpass this secretive little man, and win over him in a face-to-face battle!
"Actually, even if I wanted to teach him the Way of Name and Ming Sword Skill, Bazhun’an probably wouldn’t learn it, as each trade differs vastly, which is hard to assess."
Amidst a stunned heart, looking again at Saint Xin under the Sword Worship Technique...
What Saint Xin is there to speak of?
A maple leaf swooped in, this pine under Bazhun’an’s view, thought to be at full status, was in fact long internally weak, killed to less than one ten-thousandth of peak period.
Yet had to bear this supreme Sword Worship Technique, so when the maple leaf cut through, Saint Xin couldn’t even resist, and died on the spot.
When the force within the sword leaf belonging to Sword Worship Technique fully exploded, further teaching Saint Xin... or rather, Dao Qiongcang’s body was directly pulverized, obliterated into void.
Death!
Death beyond death!
Body, spirit, and will, the four paths are completely removed, directly triggering a mournful Taoist music on Shengshen Continent, announcing Saint Xin’s complete demise.
A piece of Origin True Stele flew out.
This was the only thing not thoroughly shattered under the Sword Worship Technique, yet not Saint Xin’s Origin True Stele, but etched with the character "medicine."
Not much time passed, at the site of Saint Xin’s demise, light flowed, condensing another piece of Origin True Stele, this time "demon."
"It’s over..."
Xu Xiaoshou gazed at the two Origin True Steles, suddenly dazed without reason.
After such a long battle, the way of Demon Medicine was finally completely defeated, and the scales of victory tilted towards his side.
Like a dream or an illusion!
As if he was still in a previous life, still lying on a sickbed, unable to move.
In the blink of an eye, the Tiansang Spirit Palace became the past, White Cave, Dongtianwang City, Yunlun Mountain Range, Abyss Island, Four Symbols Secret Realm, Divine Relics, all quickly swept away.
Directly led to Divine Battle, faced all ancestral gods.
Although in the cowardly evasion battlefield of Bazhun’an, not daring to face Demon Medicine directly, Xu Xiaoshou relied on himself alone to settle the chaos and seize the victory.
But finally, a Bazhun’an emerged from nowhere, using a single Sword Worship Technique to behead Saint Xin, thus declaring the Divine Battle over.
"Why?"
Xu Xiaoshou awoke from his dream, angered to the point of liver pain.
Why did you Bazhun’an, like a coward, avoid battle for so long, and finally come out to steal the credit?
Have you lost your mind!
Since you avoided for so long, you should’ve stayed hidden until the end, and then came to share the victory fruits.
You left at the crucial moment, returned before sharing victory fruits, and declared to the world with a flamboyant sword that you are the strongest?
I think Elder Dao the Flamboyant doesn’t even compare to you, this bloodthirsty eighth’s half a hair!
"Wait, there’s still Elder Dao the Flamboyant..."
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