Pure Yang!

Chapter 476 The Corpse-Slaying Sword

A gentle breeze blows across thousands of miles.

The sword came from the sky; where should we begin?

In front of the Xu family ancestral hall, gazes came from all directions, all looking up at the sky.

An old, worn-out wooden sword floated in the air, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted, all phenomena were reduced to nothingness, and the sword light was as boundless as the sun, showing the power of pure yang.

"The Pure Yang Sword Technique, Lu Zu's True Skill!?"

Xu Jinzhao's expression changed drastically, his eyes narrowing with disbelief.

Even with the cultivation level of a Celestial Master, the true leader of the Xu family could not hide his shock at this moment.

He was all too familiar with that sword. From his youth until now, he had climbed Zhenwu Mountain more than once and seen this magic sword on the cliff of Nanxuan Palace.

That was Lü Zu manifesting his divine power, descending to earth to leave behind this precious and pure Yang treasure to guide future generations of cultivators.

This sword fell on Zhenwu Mountain, which brought it six hundred years of great fortune, and even produced a peerless figure like Chu Chaoran.

"Pure Yang Sword... Pure Yang Sword..."

"That's Lu Zu's magic sword... Why is it here?" Xu Chengtian's expression changed, as if a voice was roaring in his heart.

The Celestial Masters, also known as the Pure Yang Family, represent the highest fighting force of a major sect within Taoism.

However, the Pure Yang Magic Treasure is the true foundation that has allowed it to remain undefeated for thousands of years.

Even with the death of Qiu Shangqing, the two great celestial masters of the Qiu family still had the confidence to face all directions because Qiu Zu left behind the Everlasting Spring Sword.

The Ge family committed such a heinous act on Zhenwu Mountain, resulting in the deaths and extinction of the two Celestial Masters. However, they still have the hope of being immortal and having their incense burn again, because of the Xuanxuan Golden Elixir left behind by Ancestor Ge.

The Celestial Master's life may come to an end, but the Pure Yang Dharma Treasure is immortal.

Therefore, it is common sense and a rule that pure Yang magic treasures should not leave the mountain gate.

However, the Pure Yang Sword from Zhenwu Mountain appeared openly in Tianjin and in the ancestral home of the Xu family.

"The Pure Yang Sword..."

At this moment, a monstrous wave surged within Zhang Fan's heart. The Pure Yang Sword that Zhenwu Mountain had brought down the mountain for him was not a replica, but the real thing!

Without a doubt, on Zhenwu Mountain, no one but Chu Chaoran could have made such a decision.

This Pure Yang Master had long anticipated Zhang Fan's impending calamity; as soon as Xu Zu's sword was drawn, Pure Yang arrived.

Rumble…

Just then, Xu Zujian let out a long cry, like thunder, like a dragon's roar, returning to heaven and earth, and stirring the primordial spirit.

The mottled rust on the ancient sword blade had all fallen off, revealing its three-foot sharp edge amidst the starlight.

In an instant, the entire ancestral hall trembled, and everyone was in a daze, as if they saw endless incense burning.

The Xu family's fortunes trembled with the long cry of this sword strike.

After six hundred years of guarding this sword, Xu Zujian finally encountered a formidable enemy once again.

"The sword rang out..."

Everyone in the Xu family changed color.

For so many years, the Xu ancestral lineage has not heard this sword sing.

This is a pure Yang magic treasure, freely connected to the spirit, requiring no activation whatsoever; its existence or demise in a single thought is the very essence of heaven and earth's destruction.

Under the sword's cry, everyone's primordial spirit trembled and resonated, all laws were extinguished, and they could not control themselves.

Even those with the cultivation of a Celestial Master stopped fighting at this moment, their expressions solemn as they looked at the soaring sharpness.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the Pure Yang Sword moved from the sky.

A soft murmur rang out, as if in response.

boom……

The two distinct sword cries seemed to create invisible ripples, colliding in the void.

Everyone was terrified, only to see a point of light appear before their eyes, expanding like a singularity.

That singularity contains endless cycles of birth and death.

In an instant, everything before my eyes seemed to vanish like smoke.

What ancestral halls, what courtyards, what sword towers, what Tianjin... all vanished into nothingness.

In the vast expanse of chaos, only two sword lights appeared, like two deities facing off and locked in battle.

Rumble…

When Xu Zujian raised his sword, the world was thrown into turmoil, rivers and seas turned, and the four seas churned.

In a daze, I saw a speck of blood staining the mountains and rivers.

That was the great calamity of the dragon demons. Throughout history, there has never been a man who, with supreme power, made a grand vow to travel the world, control floods, subdue all the dragons in the ocean, and slay all the dragon demons in the rivers.

The sword was stained with blood, and over the years, it turned into mottled rust. Yet, with a single movement of the blade, it instantly transformed into endless star patterns.

The demons were terrified, and all the monsters were filled with dread.

Wherever the sword points, a vast expanse of water arises with it, and all the water veins of the world flow into this gate.

At that moment, everyone was terrified.

Around Xu Zujian, turbulent waves surged and roared, as if all the water veins in the world had been summoned.

Hidden within the surging, churning waves were terrifying, colossal shadows, roaring and howling...

"That was the true sharpness of the Xu Zu Sword, that was its true power..."

At this moment, all the disciples of the Xu family became excited.

For the first time in their lives, they witnessed the brilliance of Xu Zujian, whose combined power and immense magical strength were unparalleled.

That sharpness was Xu Zu's divine power, and also Xu Zu's achievements.

Iron pillar suppresses dragon for four hundred springs, Yuanxia tempers sword and shoots the stars, alchemy furnace rises with the moon over Jinling, splitting open nine locks to reveal the true nature!
Rivers surge, miasma clouds churn, the sword that slays dragons transforms into the vast ocean, and Xu Zu descends to earth, his presence chilling to the bone.

Rain flies, purple lightning flashes, the Nine-Turn Elixir is completed and the sun swallows the sea, who does not know Xu Jiulang?
Rumble…

Suddenly, Xu Zu's sword light rose to its peak, engulfing the vast天地 (heaven and earth) and being swept away by the flood.

The light of the sun and moon has faded, and the sounds of wind and thunder have ceased.

In the vast universe, it seems that only the waves are rushing and the water is flowing.

"The Pure Yang Sword!?"

Zhang Fan's heart stirred, and he looked up.

Suddenly, a long cry rang out from the endless waves, carrying with it countless killing intents.

The Pure Yang Sword rose into the sky like a great sun. In a daze, it seemed as if a phantom was holding the sword. Wherever the sword energy went, it exhausted the mountains and rivers and traversed the heavens and earth.

"Before the millet is cooked, the sword rings out; in the cloud chamber, I am taught the Demon-Slaying Scripture. A single point of pure Yang Qi circulates nine times; as the moon sets over Dongting Lake, a flying dragon roars."

Suddenly, Zhang Fan seemed to hear a loud, clear voice in his ear.

At this moment, the Pure Yang Sword and Lu Zu's intent were crystal clear under his primordial spirit's observation.

In a fleeting dream, he attained the Dao of Pure Yang, roaming the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening. With a single sword stroke, he traversed eight hundred miles and flew across Dongting Lake. The old dragon, who had been sleeping for a long time, suddenly awoke. Looking up, he saw that even the bright moon in the sky had been cut down to earth by that sword energy.

Lu Zu Chunyang was originally an unparalleled sword immortal in the mortal world!
A green snake flashes like lightning from within the sleeve; a dragon roars with thunderous sound from the sheath. Its blade, forged from cloud patterns like frost and snow, is tempered by thunder and fire into an indestructible edge.

Three flowers gather at the summit to pay homage to Penglai; five elements converge to ascend to the Jade Capital. I ask you, mortal seekers of fame and fortune, who in the world does not know you?

hum...

The Pure Yang Sword is like a great sun, its sword energy crisscrossing and shining with boundless light. Wherever it touches, floods recede and waves cease.
The dazzling flames were like the true fire of Taoism, hanging in the heavens and illuminating the world.

The method of alchemy is natural and its wonders are fully realized. It is the origin of all things and is mysterious beyond mystery.

"Lu Zu!"

Zhang Fan was deeply moved and unable to control himself.

Throughout those long years, countless brilliant talents have emerged within the Taoist school and the art of alchemy, but none can compare to true immortals like Lu Zu and Xu Zu.

So-called masters of alchemy, so-called peerless geniuses, so-called overlords and heroes... are nothing more than mayflies that appear briefly in the long river of time, just like the masses of ordinary people.

Rumble…

All the waters receded, and Xu Zu's sword trembled.

In the midst of the chaos, the primordial spirits of all Xu family disciples were affected.

They inherited the lineage of Master Xu, so naturally they would share in the glory and misfortune of Master Xu.

The primordial spirit of the Xu family disciple began to flicker like a fire in the wind.

The higher the realm, the milder the effect; the lower the realm, the more severe the instability of the primordial spirit.

At this moment, even powerful figures like Xu Jinzhao, Xu Chengtian, and Xu Xuanxiao, who were at the Heavenly Master level, experienced some disharmony in their primordial spirits.

"Um!?"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit keenly sensed that among the densely packed primordial spirits, there was an extremely inconspicuous primordial spirit that was completely unaffected by Xu Zujian.

Compared to other primordial spirits, his flame was extremely weak, even somewhat dim, like a sliver of starlight in the deep night sky.

At this moment, that primordial spirit was not only unaffected, but it was also faintly absorbing the firelight emanating from other primordial spirits!

"Xu Jiuliu!?"

Zhang Fan was moved and instantly recognized the primordial spirit.

"The Xu family is an excellent example."

"The primordial spirit of the ancestors can influence the descendants. When it transcends the individual, it can innately restrain the Dragon-Slaying Technique."

"Having broken free from the shackles of Xu Zu's influence, it is now a scabbard capable of containing Xu Zu's sword." Suddenly, the notes Zhang Tiansheng left behind in the Water Mansion surfaced in Zhang Fan's mind.

All living beings are descended from their ancestors, to some extent.

This is also a form of longevity, as their genetic material is almost identical.

If we discuss esoteric methods, we must be influenced by the bloodline of our ancestors.

However, when such an anomaly appears among individuals, his primordial spirit will break free from the shackles of influence and become unique.

Rumble…

In the midst of the chaos, Xu Zujian and Chunyangjian were still locked in a fierce battle.

The flames surged, and the waves roared.

The primordial spirits of the Xu family disciples trembled, resonated, and swayed...

No one noticed that the sparks they emitted were all absorbed by that inconspicuous primordial spirit...

Such an opportunity is rare, perhaps only once in a thousand years.

It grew brighter and brighter, as if it were generating endless obsession and longing, moving closer to the direction where Xu Zujian and Chunyangjian were fighting.

Rumble…

The world was in a state of chaos, as if it had been split in two by those two divine sword lights.

True fire is like the blazing sun, and mysterious water is like the vast sky.

Endless sword energy crisscrossed, permeated, and was born and died.

The faint primordial spirit drew closer and brighter, not only absorbing the firelight emanating from everyone's primordial spirits, but also showing great attraction to Xu Zujian's aura.

"Ninth-rate, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, a delicate shout rang out.

The unusual nature of that primordial spirit eventually attracted the attention of others.

At this moment, that primordial spirit was no longer weak; its radiance was impossible to ignore.

However, it was too close.

The two battlefields, each with its own terrifying atmosphere, seemed to exist in their own world.

At this moment, he had already reached the edge, and waves of destruction continued to emanate from it.

Finally, Xu Jiuliu awoke with a start. Everything that had just happened was merely the autonomous instinct of his primordial spirit. When he realized his own predicament, he was filled with endless terror.

Before him, the raging waves surged endlessly, and the true fire was inexhaustible; even the slightest bit of its power was enough to annihilate his primordial spirit.

"I..." Xu Jiuliu was terrified.

"do not be afraid!"

Suddenly, a soft, slow voice came from behind.

Before Xu Jiuliu could turn around, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit appeared behind him. Looking at the scene that seemed to destroy the world, his hand slowly landed on Xu Jiuliu's shoulder.

"Discard distracting thoughts, adjust your breathing, and try to visualize the image I am transmitting to you," Zhang Fan whispered.

One call.

One inhale.

In a single thought, that is the most suitable true form for your primordial spirit.

Zhang Fan's voice echoed in Xu Jiuliu's ears, and suddenly, his heart was calmer than ever before.

With the guidance of his primordial spirit, he once again saw the scene that Zhang Fan had shown him.

The night was endless, seemingly endless.

Suddenly, Xu Jiuliu's primordial spirit trembled, as if resonating with the long night.

With the blessing of Zhang Fan's primordial spirit, the aura of his primordial spirit changed, becoming profound and unknown, like an endless abyss, as if it could contain everything.

Suddenly, the primordial spirits of everyone in the Xu family trembled, and wisps of fire surged and plunged into the endless abyss.

hum...

At this moment, Xu Zujian couldn't help but let out a long cry, his sword energy crisscrossing as if searching for the end of the abyss.

"This is……"

Xu Jinchao's primordial spirit stirred greatly, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

hum...

Suddenly, Xu Zujian abandoned the Chunyang Sword and flew towards Xu Jiuliu's primordial spirit, causing the latter to panic.

Zhang Fan was also a little nervous, but he still calmly said, "Don't be afraid, just stay in this state."

Rumble

Xu Zujian concealed his supreme divine power and slowly approached. Even so, one in a million of his power still surged towards him like a tide.

This kind of power put Zhang Fan under immense pressure.

However, that power felt incredibly familiar, comforting, and something Xu Jiuliu desperately wanted.

That power surged like a tide, and actually merged into Xu Jiuliu's primordial spirit.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Tiansheng is truly extraordinary. Back then, he only gave the third branch of the Xu family a hope, a seed. Who knew that this seed would blossom and bear fruit decades later?

Xu Jiuliu's primordial spirit is too special. One day, he will transform until he can truly contain the Xu Zu Sword.

"He gained Xu Zujian's approval? A junior who hasn't even entered the Celestial Master realm, yet he managed to gain Xu Zujian's approval?" Xu Chengtian said through gritted teeth.

It should be noted that even he could not control Xu Zujian.

Within the entire Xu family, only Xu Jinzhao, as the patriarch, could barely exert any influence.

Not bad, barely, because the Xu Zu Sword is a top-tier treasure of the Pure Yang realm.

"The third branch...the third branch has really produced a promising talent."

Xu Jinzhao sighed, looking coldly at Xu Xuanguan, then at Xu Xuanxiao.

"The third wife really kept it well hidden."

Suddenly, he felt an unprecedented exhaustion; all the fighting and scheming seemed to have become meaningless.

"Don't rush...don't rush..."

Zhang Fan's primordial spirit supported Xu Jiuliu's primordial spirit, the two seemingly becoming one. They slowly raised their hands and grabbed the sword light approaching from the chaos.

hum...

The moment Zhang Fan grasped the Xu Zu Sword, his primordial spirit trembled violently, and endless light and shadow seemed to flow backward through time, crashing towards him like a surging wave.

Suddenly, a tall mountain appeared before us, with clouds almost floating around it, and white cranes cried out.

Crane Cry Mountain, the place where Zhang Daoling of Longhu Mountain attained enlightenment, is the source of all Taoist sects and lineages.

bang bang bang...

When thunder and lightning collide, strange phenomena occur one after another.

Five sword lights intersected in the sky above Crane Cry Mountain, only to be repelled by a terrifying force.

"Xu Zujian!"

"Pure Yang Sword!"

Zhang Fan's expression changed drastically, and he instantly recognized two of them.

Five sword lights flew horizontally, creating a terrifying aura that swept across the sky, actually pursuing and killing from a distance of a hundred miles.

Zhang Fan was moved. He looked up and saw another figure standing in the sky, also holding a sword in his hand...

A sword with a dark, grimy appearance.

"The Corpse-Slaying Sword is not invincible!"

Suddenly, a soft shout echoed across the sky above Crane Cry Mountain. Immediately afterward, another figure arrived through the air. Like the first person, their figures were extremely blurry, as if time and space were distorted, making it difficult to see their true appearance.

The man held another sword in his hand, ancient and mysterious, and when the sword sang, it seemed as if a dragon and a tiger were clashing.

"Number One Under Heaven, Slaying Evil in Three or Five Steps!"

Rumble…

Suddenly, the two figures collided violently, and the two swords met in the sky above Crane Cry Mountain, the sound of which was like the profound sound of the Great Dao, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Such a collision holds a great secret and exudes mystery.

hum...

The next moment, cracks appeared on the dark sword. Then, the lightning and fire calamity arrived, and the five sword lights that had just flown around turned back and crashed down on the dark sword.

boom……

A violent sound ripped through the heavens and earth, and the dark sword suddenly shattered, its fragments falling to the ground and scattering in all directions like meteors and meteorites.

One of the fragments of light and shadow actually flew horizontally towards Zhang Fan's primordial spirit.

Zhang Fan subconsciously raised his hand to catch it, and the black fragment landed in his palm, then slowly vanished along with the dissipating light and shadow.

However, at this moment, Zhang Fan's mind was shaken like never before.

He was all too familiar with the shape of those black fragments.

"Those are fragments of the Corpse-Slaying Sword!?"

(End of this chapter)