Zhu Xian: The way of heaven collapses, and I only have one sword!

Chapter 25: Sword skills are so perfect, why should I fear the heavenly calamity?
"From the first time I held a sword, I knew that I, Chen Qiye, was the leader in the way of the sword, the best in the world!"

Wan Jianyi felt an indescribable surge of emotion as he listened to Chen Qiye's passionate words. He gazed at the young man before him, as if he saw the light of hope for Qingyun Sect's future growing brighter.

"Great! What a great sword master, the best in the world! Qiye, with your ambition, there's no need to worry about our Qingyun Sect not standing at the top of the cultivation world. Then let me see how long it will take you, the sword master, to improve those two moves."

Chen Qiye took a deep breath and once again returned to the open space beside the ancestral temple, sitting cross-legged. He slowly closed his eyes, his consciousness gradually sinking into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, attempting to integrate the "Slaying Demons and Gods" and the "Nineteen Stops" into the "General Principles of the Sword Path." His consciousness surged through the sea of ​​consciousness, and the runes of the "General Principles of the Sword Path" twinkled like stars, emitting a mysterious halo. He disassembled the sword techniques of the "Slaying Demons and Gods" and the "Nineteen Stops" sword moves bit by bit, integrating them into this vast sea of ​​runes.

Over time, both Zan Gui Shen and Shijiu Ting gradually underwent miraculous changes within the framework of the "General Principles of the Way of the Sword." Zan Gui Shen's fierce sword energy became increasingly refined, and his original unwavering yet somewhat reckless momentum was infused with a certain agility and variety.

As the sword swung, the black sword energy no longer moved in a simple straight line, but instead snaked and moved like a living thing. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be engraved with mysterious runes, which intertwined to form an invisible net, blocking all the enemy's escape routes.

The Nineteen Stops were also quietly evolving. The connections between each stop became smoother and more natural, no longer simply a summing up of forces, but forming a unique rhythm.

From the first pause, the sword's momentum was like the gurgling of a stream, seemingly gentle, yet unknowingly accumulating tremendous power. As the sword moves progressed, that power surged like a surging tide, wave after wave, each wave more turbulent than the previous.

When the Nineteenth Movement was unleashed, what had originally been a single gleam of brilliant sword light transformed into a vast sea of ​​swords. Countless sword energies crisscrossed, forming a vast sword formation that completely enveloped the surrounding space. Within the formation, each sword energy carried an endless edge, as if shattering everything in the world.

Chen Qiye was so absorbed in refining his sword moves that he was completely oblivious to the passage of time. At this moment, his unique and supreme sword intent naturally permeated the two major sword moves. Slashing Ghosts and Nineteen Stops seemed to be imbued with souls, radiating an unprecedented charm.

As Chen Qiye immersed himself in refining his sword moves, spiritual energy began to surge uncontrollably between heaven and earth outside the ancestral temple. The leaves of the previously tranquil forest rustled in the powerful surge of spiritual energy, startling birds and circling in panic in the sky.

Wan Jianyi noticed this unusual change in spiritual energy and thought to himself, "This kid's improved sword moves can actually trigger such a strange phenomenon in the world. It seems that these two moves will become world-shattering killing moves in his hands."

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Qiye slowly opened his eyes. A sharp light flashed in them, like two swords piercing the void. He slowly stood up, his aura restrained yet exuding an irresistible aura. At this moment, he seemed to merge with the world, and every gesture exuded an otherworldly charm.

"Senior, I have incorporated Demon Slaying and Nineteen Stops into the General Principles of Sword Art and have improved it." Chen Qiye's voice echoed in the open space.

Wan Jianyi walked forward quickly, his eyes full of curiosity and excitement. "Quick, show me how amazing this improved sword move is."

Chen Qiye nodded slightly, raised his hand and grasped Qiu Shui Wuhen. The sword trembled slightly, emitting a crisp sword sound. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged like a turbulent river.

"The righteousness of heaven and earth endures forever. I do not seek to slay immortals, but to slay demons and gods!" Chen Qiye shouted, his sword wielding a strange flower. In an instant, the sky and the earth shifted, and the once clear sky was instantly enveloped by a blanket of inky black clouds. Lightning flickered faintly within the clouds, as if the end of the world was approaching.

A black sword energy, wrapped in rolling murderous energy, soared into the sky. Unlike before, this sword energy was no longer a single straight-line attack, but instead swirled in the air, like a giant black dragon, with bared fangs and claws, and a fierce momentum.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was instantly torn apart, making a sharp roar, and bottomless grooves were plowed out on the ground. The surrounding trees and rocks were turned into powder under the impact of this powerful force.

Wan Jian looked at the astonishingly powerful Devil Slayer, his eyes filled with shock and admiration: "Good boy, this improved Devil Slayer is so powerful that it has probably surpassed the power of the four great sword techniques of Qingyun Sect."

Chen Qiye smiled faintly and sheathed his sword. Then, his aura suddenly changed, and he drew out the Autumn Water Without Trace once again. At this moment, he exuded a chilling and fierce aura.

"Nineteen pauses!" Chen Qiye called out softly. The first pause was a gentle, yet boundless force, like a spring breeze, yet laced with murderous intent. As the sword moves progressed, the second pause, the third pause... Each pause flowed naturally, like flowing water, yet possessed an irresistible rhythm.

When the nineteenth movement was unleashed, the world seemed to be reduced to a vast sea of ​​swords. Countless sword energies crisscrossed, forming a vast sword formation that completely enveloped the surrounding space. Within the formation, each sword energy carried an endless sharp edge, as if it would shred all life. The overwhelming force caused the surrounding space to begin to distort, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning.

"It's truly unfortunate for geniuses of your generation to be in the same generation as you. If you're second, there will be no one first among your peers."

Wan Jianyi's praise was still echoing in his ears, but Chen Qiye did not show any complacency. He gently stroked the sword body that was as smooth as autumn water without leaving any trace.

"Senior, based on my current situation, what is the probability of surviving the thirty-sixth-grade three-flower tribulation?"

Wan Jianyi's expression hardened. After a moment's silence, he slowly said, "With your current strength, the power of your improved sword moves is certainly terrifying, but the thirty-sixth-grade three-flower heavenly tribulation is the ultimate test of the laws of heaven and earth, and is incomparable to ordinary tribulations. The probability of you surviving safely is only 98%. The rest is up to luck."

"A 98% probability is enough. If I can condense the thirty-sixth-grade three flowers, the entire Qingyun Sect will benefit from it. After all, the Dao rhyme during the breakthrough is enough for most disciples to enter enlightenment." Chen Qiye nodded slightly.

"Qi Ye, if you can successfully condense the thirty-sixth-grade three flowers, then you will definitely step into the Taiqing realm that the legendary Qingye Patriarch has set foot on." Wan Jianyi nodded slightly.

"The Great Purity Realm? It can't stop my progress in cultivation. Realms are ultimately just limitations. Only by breaking through those limitations can I see the supreme realm."

(End of this chapter)