Chapter 490: Chapter 400: The Fate-Destroying Sword! (Part 2)
Chen Sheng’s heart moved; the refinement inheritance level of this "Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Scripture" was not high, only about the standard of one tribulation void refining, and the flaws in the cultivation technique were apparent everywhere, even worse than the "Four Seas Record" he obtained in his early years in the Spirit Realm.
However, the technique of "Opening Heart Image" within it made him suddenly enlightened—even for the two Great Powers of the Spirit Realm, this heart-derived Dao thought process held significant referential value.
He waved his hand, the Purple-Blue Dual Swords and the "Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Scripture" were both stored in his sleeve, and the Sword Gang around his body gradually dispersed.
The Cloud Sea surged again, and the fierce winds howled, but his figure had transformed into a streak of blue light, flying towards the direction of the central state.
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A decade passed in the blink of an eye, in the heartland of the central state, a cultivation Grotto Heaven hidden within a Void Rift suddenly appeared.
Inside the Grotto Heaven, myriad rays of light radiated, and golden light cascaded down like a waterfall.
A whole golden Immortal Sword floated at the core of the void, with runes flowing on the blade, emitting Innate Sword Qi that stirred the winds and clouds, causing even the barriers of the Grotto Heaven to tremble slightly.
This was the sign that the Innate Immortal Sword was nearing Perfection, enough to drive any cultivator mad.
At the edge of the Grotto Heaven, six figures stood in mid-air, their aura as deep as an abyss, each of them a renowned Venerable of the current cultivation realm.
They formed a hexagonal formation, each summoning their Lifebound Magical Treasure; amidst splendid light, they firmly locked the space around the Immortal Sword.
Venerable Puhui of the Buddhist sect held a bronze ancient cauldron with its body engraved with sutras, casting down myriad golden rays faintly accompanied by Buddhist chants, suppressing the surrounding sword qi.
Blood River Venerable of the Demon Dao waved a black banner, with blood waves rolling on the banner surface, countless resentful souls screeching, emanating a fierce aura that suppressed one side.
Venerable Xuan Yuan of the Taiqing sect rotated a Yin Yang Treasure Wheel, with black and white qi flowing, transforming into immeasurable treasure light, along with Mercy Light Venerable holding a Glazed Treasure Bead, Nine Desolation Venerable with a Purple Gold Seal, and Sky Split Venerable wielding an eight-foot spear.
All six Magical Treasures emitted powerful coercion, clearly, they were treasured items that had accompanied their masters in battle for many years.
"In three more hours, the Innate Immortal Sword will be completely nurtured."
Venerable Puhui spoke solemnly, the golden light from the bronze ancient cauldron grew threefold stronger:
"This sword is born of the Innate, and should choose a fateful companion to serve, the six of us shall compete with our means, let’s not harm harmony."
Though speaking like this, the certainty in his eyes was undisguised—although Venerables have transcended the mortal world, it’s difficult to encounter a true Immortal Sword.
Blood River Venerable let out a sinister laugh, waving the banner, a bloody streak shot up to the sky:
"Puhui bald donkey, stop pretending! When the Immortal Sword is born, won’t it belong to whosoever has the stronger fist?"
Sky Split Venerable followed with a cold snort, his eight-foot spear pointing at the Immortal Sword, the spear tip flashing cold light, clearly ready to strike at any moment.
At this moment, a purple-blue sword light descended from the sky like instant teleportation, the instant it pierced the golden light, it transformed into a white-clothed Sword Cultivator.
He stood with hands behind his back, his white robes spotless, surrounded by a faint purple aura, though only emitting Nascent Soul level mana fluctuations, causing the six Venerables’ pupils to shrink simultaneously, instinctively gripping the Magical Treasures in their hands.
"Duobao Sword Monarch—Zhang Ling!"
Nine Desolation Venerable’s brow tightened, the Purple Gold Seal trembled slightly in his hand.
In just a few years, this name had become legendary in the cultivation realm.
Rumor has it this person possessed extraordinary luck, treasures would descend from the nine heavens during his closed cultivation, and within ten years he had gathered two Immortal Swords, an Innate Gourd, Nine Wind Array Banner, Glazed Tower, and other treasures, akin to a moving Treasure Vault.
A Nascent Soul Cultivator with so many treasures naturally attracted the covetousness of countless people, including several Venerables.
Yet these people also contributed to Duobao True Monarch’s legendary achievements!
Venerables Tian Yun, Black White, and Hua Yue, all long-established Great Powers, were in succession slain across realms by this person.
Especially Venerable Hua Yue, who carried the ancient mountain god lineage, whose body was only slightly weaker than an immortal artifact, was among the top tier below True Immortal.
Yet he was captured alive by this person, his Yin God slain, even his body was refined for forty-nine days with the Innate Gourd, transformed into a nourishing Spiritual Object elixir.
With these three battles, the prestige of "Duobao Sword Monarch" far exceeded that of ordinary Venerables, enough to stand alongside the highest-ranking Venerables.
Chen Sheng glanced at the Immortal Sword, the sword had caused a violent fluctuation in his fate; he slightly cupped his hands to the six, his tone calm and unruffled:
"Greetings, everyone, this sword is fateful with me, I hope you can accommodate."
Venerable Puhui’s brows furrowed, the Buddhist sound of the bronze ancient cauldron suddenly intensified: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, do not be greedy!"
"You already possess two Immortal Swords, and all your other treasures are supreme treasures, why compete for this Innate Immortal Sword with us?"
"That’s right!"
Blood River Venerable’s banner enveloped the sky with blood mist, revealing a fierce light:
"Your Duobao Daoist title resounds across nations, many are eyeing your treasures greedily!"
"I advise fellow Daoist to proceed first otherwise, though you have many treasures, you won’t escape a fate of life extinguished under the wrath of the masses!"
Venerable Xuan Yuan’s Yin Yang Treasure Wheel slowly rotated, his tone carried an ounce of wariness:
"Daoist’s Swordsmanship is divine, indeed, none of us individually is a match, but today the six of us united may yet contend with you."
"I hope you reconsider, is it truly worth offending us six over one Immortal Sword?"
The others nodded in agreement, the six Magical Treasures simultaneously shone, weaving their coercion into a giant , enveloping the entire Grotto Heaven.
Upon hearing, Chen Sheng’s eyes flashed with a hint of indifference, his lips subtly curled:
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