Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Chapter 1181 - 1177: Divine Sword of Myriad Phenomena

The dragon’s head was majestic, its whiskers flickering like lightning. Each scale was distinct, each glistening with a dazzling blue-white lightning glow.

The dragon’s body coiled, robust and powerful, and with a gentle flick of its tail tip, the air crackled.

The Thunder Dragon was not wild but exuded a sense of gentleness, slowly circling Shen Siyuan, lowly humming.

The lightning illuminated his figure, resonating with the great golden sun and strands of rit within his Sea of Consciousness, restrained yet overwhelmingly majestic.

Shen Siyuan’s eyes remained tightly closed, fully imrsed in comprehending the Thunder Path.

This Thunder Dragon, transford from Tang Tang’s innate lightning, was being gradually refined and assimilated by him, becoming a part of his own power.

Although Shen Siyuan’s cultivation ti was not long, his foundation was incredibly deep. He possessed Divine Soul, a strong base, magical treasures, and rit, yet in terms of direct attack, he didn’t have much.

Aside from the Five Elents Primordial Magnetic Sword, he only had his Divine Fire for both defense and attack, but the use of Divine Fire was more inclined towards purification and incineration, ultimately limited in variation.

Now refining this Thunder Dragon transford from Tang Tang’s innate lightning ant gaining a brutal and sharp trump card out of thin air, with unmatched speed, significantly enhancing his combat capability.

He willed his inner power to release.

A wisp of Divine Fire slowly flowed from his fingertips, gently infusing into the crystalline sword in his hand.

The sword, originally as transparent as ice crystal, was instantly ignited by the golden-red Divine Fire.

The flas were neither fierce nor wild but carried a high temperature that purified all evil, spreading along the sword’s patterns, turning the entire sword into a Glazed Holy Sword burning with pure Holy Fire. The fire circulated, magnificent yet dignified, causing even the air to slightly twist.

With a flicker in his eyes, Shen Siyuan raised his hand again, drawing a strand of light from the great blazing sun within his Sea of Consciousness into the sword.

In an instant, ten thousand beams of golden light burst forth, soaring into the sky.

The crystalline sword transford into a blazing small sun, its light intense, illuminating all directions, turning half the sky into a golden hue, as if a second sun had risen in the heavens, with countless rays and auspicious clouds.

The brilliance was too dazzling, and the commotion was indeed too great.

Shen Siyuan raised an eyebrow; being on his balcony, such a spectacle would surely soon attract attention from others.

Without hesitation, he subtly moved, riding the Divine Sword, transforming into a streak of gold, and shot straight into the depths of the South Sea.

In just a mont, he arrived at an uninhabited island in the outer sea.

The island had white sand like silver, scattered reefs, dense tropical vegetation, towering coconut trees swaying gently in the sea wind.

The waves lapped at the shore, the sea transitioned from light blue to deep blue, clear to the bottom, with colorful corals and schools of fish roaming, exuding a pristine and tranquil island scenery.

The island was devoid of people, no buildings, only the sound of waves, wind, and bird chirps, as serene as a paradise.

Shen Siyuan landed on a flat white stone in the heart of the island, with no one around, perfect for an unrestrained test.

He gripped the sword tightly, took a deep breath, and this ti did not invoke lightning, fire, or sunlight, instead summoning the most precious power accumulated over ti from cultivation, the rit Golden Light.

Strands of light golden, warm as jade rit Qi erged slowly around him, gentle, holy, heavy, carrying the peaceful aura accepted by heaven and earth.

Guided by his Divine Thought, the rit Golden Threads, like nurous swimming dragons, were all infused into the crystalline sword.

The entire sword glowed with a gentle golden light, holy, heavy, and stabilizing, without a hint of aggression, yet causing distant seabirds to hover quietly, not daring to disturb.

This sword seed balanced and peaceful, but Shen Siyuan felt a strange sense.

It was not as domineering as lightning, not as scorching as Divine Fire, nor as blazing as the great sun, yet it seed to hold the world’s most ultimate sharpness.

He casually waved lightly at the ground in front of him.

There was no thunderous roar, no burst of flas, no explosion of golden light.

Only a barely noticeable soft whistle.

In front, the ground silently split open into a grim rift tens of ters long, bottomless.

More strangely, the soil, rocks, and vegetation at the edge of the rift all vanished into thin air, as if they had never existed, leaving no debris or speck of dust.

Shen Siyuan’s pupils slightly contracted, his heart shocked.

This was not destruction, not shattering, not refining.

It was direct disappearance.

Shen Siyuan was struck with realization, hurriedly focusing inwards, scouring the depths of his mory of Jiuyou Demon Lord’s legacy.

Countless shattered and grand mory fragnts flashed by, finally capturing a fleeting clue in a fragntary and obscure imprint.

Cause and Effect.

All things in this world that exist are entwined by cause and effect.

One grass, one tree, one mountain, one stone, one person, one object—all are interwoven with causes and effects.

The cause gives rise to existence; the effect concludes, allowing continuation.

All things in heaven and earth are within the net of cause and effect.

And this infused rit sword in his hand possessed the power to sever cause and effect.

A slash of the sword, not to destroy the form but to sever the "cause of existence."

When the cause is cut, the effect naturally dissipates, and the object will be completely erased from existence as if it never appeared.

Shen Siyuan was profoundly shocked.

If this were true, this sword would be truly heaven-defying.

An involuntary thought arose in his mind.

If this sword could sever the cause and effect of all things, what person or force in the world could stand before him?

The powerful Mud Worms and human malevolence in the Netherworld could be wiped away with ease.

Wouldn’t that an he was now invincible in the world?

But just as the thought arose, he noticed sothing amiss.

The rit Golden Light just infused into the sword seed to have diminished significantly, the loss was far greater than anticipated.

Shen Siyuan imdiately understood.

Using rit to activate the Cause and Effect Sword, severing cause and effect, did not consu Spiritual Energy or Divine Soul, but rather rit.

Defying heaven to alter, erasing existence, is an act against the natural order,

Every slash must be paid with rit.

He looked at the warm jade-like Divine Sword in his hand, exhaling deeply.

Limitless power, but the cost was enormous.

This sword was a trump card, a finishing move, a reverse-strike in desperate situations, yet it could not be used lightly.

His rit was not so abundant that he could afford to squander it.

Moving with intent, Shen Siyuan faintly glowed at his fingertips, gently withdrawing the residual Power of rit from the Divine Sword and reclaiming it into his Sea of Consciousness.

The gentle holy light on the sword gradually receded, returning to its original transparent, ice crystal-like and unassuming form.

Gazing at the "simple" Divine Sword in his hand, Shen Siyuan was suddenly inspired.

He thought of the Five Elents Primordial Magnetic Sword.

Though nad as a sword, the Five Elents Primordial Magnetic Sword had no true physical form, being purely condensed from Primordial Magnetic Power and Five Elents Essence Qi, called so rely for its sword-like form.

They could be controlled, guarded, concentrated, or dispersed, yet always lacked a stable "carrier."

Having thought of it, Shen Siyuan did not hesitate, concentrating, slowly summoning the Five Elents Magnetic Force within him.

Strands, like five-colored flowing light, surged toward the Divine Sword in his hand.

Unlike before when lightning and Divine Fire were infused, the Five Elents Primordial Magnetism entered the sword without causing a burst of light, instead seeping quietly into every pattern of the sword’s body, as water rges into the sea.

The crystalline sword slowly began to glow with a multicolored halo within.