What is death?
Death is the eternal darkness of ages.
At the end of death, everything is void, eternal darkness, darkness engulfing everything, losing any perception.
After the endless darkness, a ray of light illuminated the world, Lu Xuanji opened his eyes, looking at the world, "I am not dead!"
He stood up and opened his eyes, only to see that all around was spatial turbulence, with terrifying spatial tearing power, ripping everything apart, destroying everything, enough to turn a Nascent Soul Cultivator to ashes, never to be reincarnated. Yet it was all blocked by a vast gray, hazy glow, shielding them from the impact of the spatial turbulence.
Under his feet was a stone stele.
The stone stele was carved with three words [Spiritual Delicacy Garden].
"It was this stone stele that saved !"
Lu Xuanji sighed in relief.
The stone stele seed like a solitary boat, traversing the endless void, moving in a certain direction.
This stone stele is a supre treasure, but its grade might be unknown.
Perceiving the stone stele, trying to determine its grade, verify its function, attempting to communicate with it, but it was all in vain, the stone stele did not respond in the slightest.
He could only let the stone stele carry him on alone.
Crack!
Crack!
At this mont, a sound ca from the stone stele, and cracks appeared on the stone stele.
Not only that, but the gray light shield around was also dimming, flickering, as if it might shatter at any mont.
The heart that had been put to rest was lifted again, unease increasing in his heart, fear increasing.
The stone stele traversed the void, enduring the impact of the spatial turbulence, resisting the tearing power of the void, constantly depleting an enormous amount of power. Once the power on the stone stele is exhausted, when Lu Xuanji loses protection, he will also march towards annihilation.
Crack!
Crack!
The cracks on the stone stele were increasing, the light shield shrinking.
At this mont, an isolated island appeared ahead, it seed like an isolated island, but it was more like a continent.
Because it was so vast, covering a full million square kiloters,
But this island had a shocking wound, as if it was forcibly cleaved in two by a treasure sword.
This island before him was only half its original size, parts of it were still eroded by the Power of Void, continuously heading towards destruction, the area of the island constantly shrinking.
Buzz buzz!
The stone stele traversed the void, bringing him down onto the island.
"Is this Sword Island?"
Lu Xuanji’s heart was in turmoil.
"This is indeed Sword Island!"
Just then, a voice ca, and Sse stone stele shattered, revealing a Broken Sword within it.
This sword only had the upper half remaining, the lower half was missing.
The Broken Sword held a rich Pure Yang Qi, radiating a scorching light, as if a Pure Yang Great Sun was about to rise.
On the sword hilt, two words were engraved [Pure Yang].
"Thank you, senior, for your life-saving grace!"
Lu Xuanji expressed his gratitude.
"No need, you won’t be thanking later!" Just then, the Broken Sword, speaking in a cold voice, blocked his path.
"Senior, are you the Pure Yang Sword Spirit?"
Asked Lu Xuanji.
"I am!"
The Pure Yang Sword Spirit spoke: "This one is the Pure Yang Sword Spirit, the Pure Yang Sword was once the sect-protecting Divine Soldiers of Sword Island, but now it is broken. In the great battle back then, this one was severely injured by the Pure Yang, broken in two, one part disappeared, the remaining part hid in the stone stele to heal."
"Originally I would have slept until the end of ti, but your [Pure Yang True Blood] awakened , this one awoke from the void. I brought you to Sword Island."
Lu Xuanji said, "Wait a mont, I rember Hehuan Old Demon refined a Magical Treasure nad the Pure Yang Sword, is that you, senior?"
"It’s not!" The Pure Yang Sword Spirit sneered, "That Pure Yang Sword is not this Pure Yang Sword. Back then, Sword Island was split in half by a single strike of the Hehuan Old Demon’s sword, and this one was also cut by that Pure Yang Sword, falling into slumber since."
Lu Xuanji laughed, "Senior, do you wish to recognize as your master, and then let inherit Sword Island’s legacy!"
"No no, you’re thinking too much!"
"In the past, this one was a top-grade Magical Treasure, how could I recognize a re Purple Mansion Cultivator as my master, do you think you are worthy? Just because your face is big?" The Pure Yang Sword sneered, with contempt in his words.
"Senior, what are you planning?"
Lu Xuanji asked with a smile.
"Naturally to possess you!"
The Pure Yang Sword Spirit sneered.
"Senior, why is it like this?" Lu Xuanji asked in confusion, "Can’t people and Magical Treasures coexist harmoniously?"
"Who do you think you are?"
The Pure Yang Sword Spirit sneered, "What qualifications do you have for to recognize you as master, instead of becoming your master, I would rather possess you, to begin a new legend with your life!"
Lu Xuanji said, "I heard there are five major laws of possession, ’First, a Cultivator can only possess once in a lifeti, a second attempt will certainly lead to death. Second, in order to possess, one must be at least a Purple Mansion Cultivator, or from a higher Realm. Third, at the mont of possession, the attributes must match.’
’Fourth, after possession, there will be a mismatch between soul and flesh, this mismatch is not apparent at lower Realms, but during the breakthrough to Nascent Soul Realm, the Celestial Tribulation is more than twice as fierce than normal. Cultivators who have possessed mostly fail to attain Nascent Soul because the Celestial Tribulation is too intense. This also ans that those who possess can only be Purple Mansion Cultivators and Golden Core Cultivators. Qi Cultivation and Foundation Establishnt are too weak, their Divine Souls too weak, unable to possess; but Nascent Soul Cultivators are the strongest, they disdain possession.’
’Fifth, after possession, one’s luck becos particularly poor, encountering all sorts of misfortune, tribulations, etc.’
"Senior possessing has no benefits and only harm!"
The Pure Yang Sword Spirit said: "You only know part of it. Cultivators can only possess once, that refers to Golden Core Cultivators and Nascent Soul Cultivators. But entering Divinity Transformation, one breaks the shackles of heaven and earth, and can possess up to three tis."
"You are a Pure Yang Dao Body, and I am a Pure Yang Sword Spirit, our attributes are most compatible, most suited for possession, perfectly matching the flesh, without any rejection between soul and body. As for the fierce Celestial Tribulation and poor Destiny, I have cultivated the Heaven-Deceiving Secret Technique, which can blind the perception of the Heavenly Dao!"
"The so-called rules can only bind the weak, do you think this one cares about those rules?"
The Pure Yang Sword Spirit said: "Encountering is your greatest fortune, soon, I will walk the world under the na of Lu Xuanji, Lu Xuanji will shake the world and beco an eternal legend!"
After saying this, the Pure Yang Sword Spirit transford into a streak of white light, and entered into Lu Xuanji’s forehead, beginning the possession.
An Artifact Spirit is bound by the Magical Treasure’s body.
If the Magical Treasure’s body is strong, the Artifact Spirit is also strong; if the Magical Treasure’s body is damaged, the Artifact Spirit is also damaged.
Recognizing a junior as master, who knows if it will ever recover.
If the junior perishes along the way, the initial investnt may be completely lost.
Rather than placing hope on this junior, it is better to rely on oneself, starting anew after possession.
Buzz buzz!
The Pure Yang Sword Spirit transford into a streak of light, starting the possession.
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