Chapter 642: Chapter 276: Earthshaking Sword Power, Peak Sword Saint_4
If today, that silhouette had not appeared, the entire world would not know that perhaps after countless years, the Dragon Emperor Sword Saint might return, stabilizing at an even more terrifying supreme level.
However, after endless giants were shocked, countless unparalleled figures felt a moment of endless regret.
Especially the Supreme Elders of the Divine Sword Sect, all shuddered and then breathed rapidly, their eyes filled with endless regret.
"I never imagined that he could live a second life?"
"Regret, deep regret indeed. If you give him ten thousand years, he might truly gather his soul and return as the First Generation Sword God, but it’s a pity his myriad of souls has not yet been nurtured and sublimated. Now, by forcibly gathering souls, he’s likely to waste all previous efforts."
A large number of Supreme Elders of the Divine Sword Sect spoke up, their eyes filled with endless regret, as if they were the ones giving up the chance for a second life.
Evidently, if given ten thousand years of time to that silhouette, even if fallen, as long as the myriad of souls remains unextinguished, he will someday return strongly, stepping into another realm.
Yet at this moment, the old man sensing his successor’s peril, chose to abandon the technique of deceiving the heavens, forcibly gathering a myriad of souls for a strong resurrection.
In doing so, the Soul-Gathering Technique will waste all previous efforts, with all vitality thoroughly extinguished, exchanging for a hundred days of the body’s vitality, within which the perished body will completely return to its peak before death, reaching an unprecedented terrifying state.
But after a hundred days, he will completely vanish, leaving no trace in this era.
Clearly, that silhouette ultimately chose to burn through the last of his glory, choosing to abandon the chance for a second life to fiercely fight for that youth’s rise and survival in the world.
In fact, Dugu Nan also only fled into this realm during the moments of his own demise, yet now, to send that silhouette out, he gives up the chance to live a second life, even with just a glimmer to protect him, this elderly Sword Dao’s greatest ceiling as he did returns with hope, decisively gathering souls.
And at this moment, hearing the endless shocking cries around him, Ye Xiaofan finally understood something, instantly feeling his Dao Heart collapse.
"No, no no, Master, don’t—!!!"
Ye Xiaofan shook his head frantically, his eyes full of urgency and despair.
Yet that aged silhouette, at this moment, slowly levitated, myriad divine souls returning to the body, which is undergoing a breathtaking transformation.
Upon seeing the originally aged body, with the return of Divine Soul Power, frantically bursting forth with vital energy, decay fading away, flesh and blood regenerating, even the white hair rapidly turning ink-black at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At this moment, Dugu Nan seemed to have suddenly returned to those years of dominating the world, the old appearance rejuvenated, not long back to his peak as a youth, the familiar breathtaking sword might breaking through the sky, shaking the cosmos.
The First Generation Sword Saint, now restored to middle age, gazes at the sky full of elegance, his commanding voice echoing through the vast realm.
"What is meant by heavenly fate? What is meant by predetermined destiny? If no one supports my Qingyun ambition, I will tread snow to the mountain peak alone. If fate does not have this destiny, I too will ascend Kunlun alone."
"Today, you abandon my master and disciple, destroy my future. Then, I shall break open this heaven, shatter this fate."
The First Generation Sword Saint questioned the heavens, directly confronting the Heavenly Dao, seemingly contending with some supreme existence.
The Contemporary Sword Saint, without reliance, just like the silhouette below, without a guardian, lacking a guardian’s destiny, relied solely on his own power to reach the peak, harboring endless injustice within.
Since ancient times, in the cultivation realm, the Great Dao cycles, some abandoning protection, seemingly drawing some connection in the void, involving terrifying taboo cultivators into endless dead ends, ultimately unable to attain the Dao.
Evidently, without reaching the Sword Saint realm, perhaps countless cultivators cannot touch certain things. Though no one could comprehend the words of the Sword Saint at this moment, the voice resounding through the nine heavens seemed to be combating some insurmountable taboo.
Having returned to the peak, the legendary figure’s words concluded, his body brimming with sword might, as if sensing the return of the Sword Saint, countless ancient Divine Swords within Ye Xiaofan’s Space Ring trembled madly, emitting endless sword cry.
At a certain moment.
The First Generation Sword Saint slowly lowered his gaze, staring at the vast Sacred Realm enemy, his eyes gradually restoring calm, then lightly uttering two words, seemingly summoning something.
This call, extremely gentle, akin to drinking water or tea, yet instantly igniting endless breathtaking aura.
"Sword—come—"
Boom—!!!
Along with Dugu Nan’s gentle whisper.
A sudden ethereal sword shadow shattered the sky, seemingly descending from the cosmic peak, slicing through billions of deep spaces, suddenly falling, merging with that breathtaking figure.
As the sword shadow entered the Sword Saint’s body, instantly.
Boom—!!!
An awe-inspiring sword might surged skyward, the majestic middle-aged man’s robes fluttering, moving without wind, akin to a Taichu Ancient Sword standing in the void, as though about to cut this cosmos apart.
The boundless breathtaking sword might shot straight up to the sky, piercing the cosmos peak, suspended between heaven and earth.
The moment that breathtaking sword might appeared, endless Sword Dao aura immense like the sea, spread across countless mountains and rivers, even the myriad saints of the Demon Realm rapidly rushing over from an endless distance could not help but raise their eyes, staring in shock towards the horizon.
"Sword Saint?"
Many Demon Realm giants were both shocked and lost their color, subconsciously shouting out.
Such world-shaking sword might, throughout the entire Hundred Broken Mountain Range region, only that person could unleash it.
