Destiny is ashes

Chapter 1123 Have you eaten yet? Take this sword! (4600)

"An aura even more vibrant than yours?"

An Jing was quite curious: "Fu Xie, apart from being incomplete, you can almost be said to have come back to life completely - although you only truly awakened after seeing the Ancestral Dragon, as it stands now, apart from your power not being restored, your consciousness is already completely Tianjian."

"How can there be fragments of you that are even more active than your original self?"

"It sounds strange, but that's how it is for us Dao soldiers."

In response to An Jing's curiosity, Fu Xie said helplessly, "We Dao soldiers are different from humans. Once we are forged, our path is difficult to change. Without external forces, it is extremely difficult to be promoted. We are almost forever fixed at the moment when the 'master' who forged us died."

"But on the other hand, even if it is shattered, it is difficult to die. As long as the origin is not destroyed, our existence itself belongs to the world, so our lifespan is almost infinite, making us the most suitable thing to guard the sect."

"Just like the Haotian Mirror, even if it is shattered, it can still be worshipped and repaired by future generations. But the Haotian Mirror now is 'Bright Light,' which is not the same mirror as the 'Bright Light Soaring to the Sky' of yesteryear. Because of this, the Haotian Mirror has a completely new path... But conversely, if the Shangxuan Sect also wants to repair the Haotian Mirror, and mixes the fragments of the Haotian Mirror with a large number of precious materials to reshape its spirit, then before your Mingjing Sect's Haotian Mirror body is restored, its fragments may first be restored to Dao weapons."

"I see." An Jing understood: "You mean that there is a force in the Great Wilderness Realm that used your fragment as the main material to recreate a Dao Weapon—so your fragment not only has its own will, but also the power of a Dao Weapon?"

"He's definitely not at the level of Dao Integration, but he should have reached the level of Heavenly Venerable."

Fu Xie shook his head slightly and sighed, "I don't know what the situation is with this fragment of mine... As you know, many of my wills are fighting against the Heavenly Demon. Even my main consciousness is now somewhat corrupted by the Heavenly Demon. This fragment is the one most severely affected by the demonic invasion, and it's in such a delicate place as the Great Wilderness Realm."

"I really can't say."

Even Fu Xie felt it was hard to say, and An Jing naturally found it troublesome as well: "Yes, it's easy to deal with the others being corrupted by demons, I can just destroy them all, but your fragment has been corrupted by demons... Would destroying it have any impact on you?"

"So you're assuming it can be destroyed?"

Seeing that An Jing was still so confident, Fu Xie was not so worried: "It will definitely have an impact, but not that much—mainly because of you. With you here, it doesn't matter if I lack a little power. Anyway, with your cultivation in weapon crafting, you can easily repair me when you become a Heavenly Venerable in the future."

“So there is still some damage.” An Jing nodded: “Then I understand. Come, Fu Xie, let me sense it too.”

At the same time, An Jing also raised his head and said to Ming Guangchen, who was deep in thought, "Master, you don't mind that your place becomes famous and becomes the focus of attention in the entire Great Wilderness Realm, do you?"

"Look at what you're saying. Of course I was concerned at first. It's just a small business, and we want to be a bridgehead for the sect, so we have to be cautious."

Ming Guangchen wasn't stupid either. Although he didn't know what An Jing and Fu Xie were talking about, it was obviously some important matters... That's right, the Mandate of Heaven of Huai Xu Realm has descended upon the Great Wilderness Realm. If they didn't make a big fuss, it would be a disgrace to the Heavenly Dao of Huai Xu!

He smiled and shook his head: "But now you're telling me that the sects are coming, the Ancestral Dragon Hall, Tianji Mountain and Tai Mountain are all coming, what's there to say?"

"An Jing, go all out and make things as big as you want—don't forget, we martial artists are never afraid of trouble, we'd love for things to get bigger and bigger!"

"That's good."

Hearing that Ming Guangchen didn't mind, An Jing's lips curled up, and then he stepped forward, placing one hand on the outer wall of the Taixu Altar: "The altar has been reinforced to this extent, which is more or less enough."

"Perfect timing. To draw the Heavenly Origin Realm's attention and allow the Celestial Venerables to sense the coordinates of the Great Wilderness Realm, I also need to reveal my aura..."

As he said this, An Jing poured his spiritual energy into the Taixu Altar.

The Primordial Primordial Evil and the Subduing Evil Sword Evil.

When the Taiyi to White Fiend fell into the center of the altar, it ignited a strange phenomenon like a fire. The light split into seven colors, which then returned to white light. The silver-gray sword fiend was ignited by this white light and instantly transformed into a dazzling sword light.

It was incredibly bright, shooting straight into the sky.

Then, at this moment.

The clouds, the sky, and even the void above Liucui Island were all opened up.

Like a sharp blade tearing open a wound, or a key unlocking a door, a dark path leading directly to the distant, endless void was opened.

On Liucui Island, many rat-men who were working alongside puppets raised their heads. These local natives opened their mouths in astonishment as they looked at the light that rose from the center of Mingjing City, piercing through the sky and the heavens. Then they all knelt down and worshipped the light with devout hearts, just like believers worshipping a god.

The surrounding seas, the wandering Great Yu, the Dragon Clan and the Heavenly Phoenix's Sky Sea Airships witnessed all of this. Even the most well-trained soldiers could not hide their astonishment, exclaiming and reporting to their superiors. But what difference did their superiors make? They could only frantically notify their headquarters in the distance. Above the chaotic ships, the clouds continued to spread in all directions like waves, and the void that pierced through the void, like an eye, silently overlooked this land, this new world.

In the kingdom of Jingchu, the King of Jingchu and his revered servant, Lord Lie Fentian, gazed at the distant sea. They clenched their fists, clutching their magical artifacts, and watched the distant sea with astonishment and uncertainty. Above the sea, radiant light was spreading, and the sky was illuminated by this light, forming rings of rainbows that encircled most of the sky.

"Liu Cui Island... something big has happened on Liu Cui Island again!"

His voice trembled as King Jingchu remembered Ming Guangchen's surprise attack on the capital, which nearly resulted in his execution. He forced himself to calm down and growled, "We must report to Tiandu—this Wuming Demon Lord refuses to accept the amnesty and has made such a big move. He must have ulterior motives. He must be suppressed, suppressed!"

"Lord..."

Meanwhile, Lord Lie Fentian took a deep breath, pressed down on King Jingchu's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "I think there's no need to notify the higher-ups."

"Because those above definitely already know."

This is not an exaggeration.

As An Jing released his aura, resonating with the Tai Xu Altar along with the Fu Xie Sword, a faint feedback came from the distant void, in the direction of the Tian Yuan Realm.

Coercion.

The pressure of the 'Tao'.

The pressure from the 'Celestial Venerable' was subtle, indistinct, and unclear, but without a doubt, it was the Celestial Venerable, or rather, multiple Celestial Venerables, powerful enough to traverse the vast void and transmit their will and energy, projecting their gaze and divine sense onto this realm! At this moment.

In the northern part of the Great Wilderness, south of Qingyuan, among the many defeated soldiers retreating from the front lines, a heavily armored cavalry, clad in red armor and adorned with maple leaf emblems, silently marched against the tide of their retreat towards the front. The winged, unruly dragon horses were so obedient under the cavalrymen's mounts that even their neighing and exhalation were perfectly synchronized.

At the very forefront of this Red Maple Army, atop the tallest dragon-headed warhorse, a burly man seemed to sense something. He turned his head to look south. He removed his helmet, revealing short hair like steel needles, a face covered in scars, and even his eyes seemed dim and blind. However, with his cultivation level, even if he were truly blind, he would not be unable to see. Just like now, this majestic general had 'seen' it, seeing the aura spreading in the distance, illusory and hazy, as if it were the pressure of an entire world pressing down.

This time, the world that fell from the heavens and collapsed into the abyss was incredibly powerful...

His voice was deep and powerful, like a war drum or bugle call, resounding naturally throughout the army without any deliberate effort: "It seems the Great Wilderness will soon have another 'continent,' not just a floating island... It's a pity we can't go and explore it."

He stopped paying attention and put his helmet back on. The red army marched against the tide, its momentum like blood. The unknown Fang Wang of Tianyu, with his attendants and troops, was about to defy the order of Tiandu to retreat and resist the Lin army that had invaded his hometown.

In the western part of the Great Wilderness Realm, in the Nine Dragons Distant Sea, a golden line seemed to be cutting through the sky, drawing intricate traces across the heavens. Behind this golden line, numerous dragon shadows were chasing after it, but their speed was far too slow. The golden line would sometimes accelerate, sometimes suddenly appear among these dragon shadows as if teleporting, and sometimes suddenly appear in the distance—it seemed abrupt, but with each flash, a golden line pierced the sky, and with each flash, numerous dragon shadows fell from the sky and into the Heavenly Sea.

But suddenly, the golden lines stopped, and a golden-haired dragon girl could be seen, with eyes like molten gold and a pair of translucent dragon horns, majestic yet ethereal, as if she possessed innate nobility and had just been born.

Her attention was completely drawn to the commotion in the south, and she had no interest in playing with her fellow dragons anymore. Little Candle Dragon waved her hand, and half of the sky was frozen in time and space. Within a thousand miles, all the dragon shadows were unable to move. Then, she was shocked to find that all the spiritual energy in her body had stopped circulating, and her entire body fell towards the sea like a meteorite.

Only then could one see that the seemingly small dragon shadows against the backdrop of the sky were actually each a giant dragon hundreds of feet long. They were so powerful, yet they could not withstand even a thought from the Little Candle Dragon's divine power.

Feng Boye gazed in the direction from which the ethereal fluctuations originated, his eyelashes fluttering slightly as he murmured thoughtfully, "Is it...coming?"

An Jing, it really was you!

In the eastern part of the Great Wilderness Realm, atop five colossal trees as large as mountains, within the cultivation secret realm atop Phoenix Nest City, dazzling purple-gold flames filled the entire small grotto-heaven, only vaguely revealing a petite figure deep within its center. This figure had been maintaining its form, but seemingly sensing or being inspired by something, the purple-gold flames began to converge towards the center, vaguely revealing the silhouette of the figure behind the flames.

He opened his eyes, and all the flames suddenly erupted, then simultaneously shrank towards the center, condensing into a cocoon-like sphere of light.

In an instant. Yet it felt like eternity. A jade-like, white hand broke through the cocoon of light and emerged. It was a person with long, pale purple hair, the ends of which were gilded, skin as white as snow, and a pure and ethereal temperament. As he emerged from the cocoon, his aura rose in layers. He appeared to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, but the composure and calmness in his eyes suggested that this was not the case.

[I should thank the source of this opportunity, for it gave me the inspiration to break through and establish something new, which is how I managed to cultivate this 'Undying Ash Feather'...]

He too looked south, a look of curiosity on his face: "But who exactly is it? The auras of these Celestial Venerables are numerous, and at the end of this era, they are so magnificent, even more vibrant than our ancestors described—and the one who initiated all of this is the root of it all…"

[That direction, I remember, is the southern islands of Tianhai. Could it be... that another force is about to emerge to vie for the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth?]

And in the very end...

The Great Wilderness, Northwest.

The day before yesterday, Yubei Pass was the western garrison of Qilin.

A young, armored warrior was inspecting the military camp. Wherever he went, many Qilin warriors knelt on one knee and bowed their heads in salute. Even though this figure was extremely young and did not exude any deliberate aura, they were all willing to do so, and could not hide their excitement, which made their hearts beat faster.

Because the person on patrol was the leader of the Xidui Changhe tribe, one of the eight tribes of Qilin, and also the youngest leader of the eight wind tribes of Qilin. Moreover, he was the future leader of the eight tribes of Qilin, as indicated by the divine decree of the Heavenly Origin Qilin Lord. But even without these illustrious external identities, these Qilin soldiers would still bow down to this young warrior.

Because it was under the leadership of this 'Liu Xuanji' that the Eight Tribes of Qilin were able to break through the majestic Northwest Heavenly Gate of Tianyu, which was as imposing as a mountain, and defeat the 14 routes of reinforcements from 27 countries in the northwest of Tianyu. They opened the gate of Qilin's destiny, and from then on, they could attack or defend at will, and had everything under their control.

The young martial artist surveyed the area with a smile, clearly satisfied. In the Great Wilderness Realm, faith is effective. To resist the invisible, tyrannical forces within the world, only the combined strength of the people can provide resistance. The members of the Changhe tribe are united as one, working together with unwavering resolve. In battle, they are unstoppable; in defense, they are a fortress of unity. This is not only the vanguard for the Qilin's quest for supremacy but also the blade that allows him to break through to higher realms.

However, at that moment, he paused slightly, then looked south, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

In that instant, the entire northwestern sky, including the military formation of Changhe, shook violently. An incomparably terrifying aura descended upon the world, as if a giant god who had slumbered in the depths of heaven and earth for countless years had suddenly awakened and begun to shake the heavens and earth.

However, this momentum was only momentary. The next moment, the aura subsided, Liu Xuanji narrowed his eyes, ignoring the soldiers who were swaying slightly due to the previous earthquake, and took a step forward, walking to the top of the distant mountain.

"Fu Xie, what's going on?"

Standing there, looking south, he thought to himself, "Over there, there is you, there is the unfamiliar Celestial Venerable... and this guy who took the initiative to provoke the whole world. What a powerful and domineering aura he has, probably even more arrogant than me."

My true form

Within his heart, a deep blue longsword was radiating light, and a calm, indifferent, inorganic voice rang out: "My true form has arrived, along with its sword master."

"Your true form, and the sword master?"

Upon hearing this, even Liu Xuanji was slightly taken aback. Then he let out a loud laugh that shook the mountains and made them rumble: "Good, good! Good! Even with the full strength of my Qilin clan, we were unable to fully restore you. We originally planned to conquer the world and use the great achievement and fortune of unifying the universe to forge your power. Now it seems that we may not need to do so!"

But then he suddenly stopped, looking south in astonishment again: "Wait, Fu Xie, what do you mean by your true form and the sword master?"

"He's actually going to strike with his sword right now?!"

At that moment, countless billions of miles away, the void cracked open, and a line of white light shone forth!
In the southern blue sky of the Great Wilderness, the power of the Celestial Venerable, guided by the Taixu Altar, stirred up the flowing clouds and spiritual winds, vast and boundless. This immense divine power was now being used by An Jing. The endless sea of ​​clouds, clear wind, and sky light were grasped and transformed into an invisible sword aura by the martial artist's outstretched hand. The white, translucent light condensed in the clouds, becoming dense and profound. Then, the sword light soared into the sky, transforming into a sharp blade like a precipitous mountain, its shadowy form piercing through the sky, allowing people in most of the Great Wilderness to vaguely see the sword mark.

Immediately afterwards, the sword light slashed downwards!

In an instant, as the sword light flickered, it plummeted from the sky, causing the wind to tilt, the clouds to fall, the firmament to collapse, and the void to crack!

Thousands of miles, countless miles, the chasm called spacetime was swiftly severed by the Edge of the Void—

At this moment, atop the Northwest Heavenly Pass, where the million-strong Lin Army stared in astonishment, a sword of heavenly light, unstoppable, slashed down directly at Liu Xuanji!
(End of this chapter)