"I return one sword with another."
"This sword, Heavenly Mountain."
With a flick of the wrist, the sword horizontally traversed three hundred miles, the Sword Qi and Sword Intent perpetually flowing, reaching not the highest, yet already simulating the peril of Heavenly Mountain to the pinnacle of the world, the mightiest Killing Sword; the Swordsman unleashed this sword, the grandeur of the Celestial's death-defying resolve was suddenly intercepted for a mont.
Qianshan Si instantly collided into the frenzy of Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals.
Brilliant Sword Qi erupted, soaring to the sky, astonishingly stalling the montum of the charge by himself, the Sword Saint Pei Yue was speechless, shaken by the overwhelming Sword Intent ascending to the heavens—
The white robe on the Swordsman was already stained with blood, yet the right hand still steadily gripped the sword, wielding Sword Qi.
The Celestial was unexpectedly halted!
Perhaps influenced by this brilliant and costless Sword Qi, the black clouds were shattered, the cold aura naturally carried within the Sword Qi caused those cloudy vapors to condense into water, pouring down into a small city, turning the ground into a pale blue, a delicate maid foolishly wearing white, holding a Sword Scabbard stood in the rain.
She gazed at the brilliant light rising and falling on the horizon, the glow of the sword, as the rain fell onto her face, then trickled down her cheeks; this rain was very cold, freezing her face pale, she looked at the sky, the rain on her face was even faster than the rain from the heavens.
No one could have imagined, there would truly be such a Swordsman in the world.
An old Pillar of the State who participated in this battle survived, recording swords like these in his notes, he lived for eighty years, never thought, this man, notorious in Jianghu, doing as he pleased, harboring countless grudges, would unleash such pure sword light when even the Sword Saint paused.
When he wrote this sentence, he pondered for a long while, the ink blooming one flower after another on the Jiangnan paper raft, finally he crossed out 'powerful,' replacing it with 'pure,' because he recalled that one sword, as pure as the first light of spring, or like the sunrise reflected from the cleanest snow on Heavenly Mountain.
The sword light of that day seed to sever the endless river.
So bright that all the Swordsn on earth lifted their heads, able to see the lingering charm of that one sword.
The people of later generations did not believe such a person existed, they racked their brains wondering why he made such a choice, they even recorded the Swordsman who liked to wear white and travel with a little maid causing troubles as a great Hero, loyal and true, considering the world in unofficial histories.
Only this could explain, why he would act in such a manner.
So called him the true Sword Saint, but an old lady always in white said, how could there be such a Sword Saint, his look, spellbound and possessed, should be called Sword Demon; the old lady carried a sword that never left her side, laughed peacefully, least liked to joke with people.
Who could know that Qianshan Si at that ti, facing the strongest Sword Immortal in the Heavenly Realm and the opponent like a mighty torrent, at the most crucial point between heaven and earth, felt no solemnity, only sheer exhilaration, unrestrained and free.
He had seen the strongest Swordsman, yet in the end was weakened, like the softest child.
He was unwilling to die of old age on a collapsing bed.
Since he was a Swordsman, to die by the sword, to live for the sword, could there be a more exhilarating conclusion in the world? None, none indeed...
We Swordsn, we Swordsn.
The white robe laughed out loud.
"Before I die in battle, don't even think about stepping forward half a step!"
"Heavenly Mountain Sword, Qian Shanxue."
This sword slashed down, and when this brilliant sword light dimd, nurous earthly experts stepped into the Heaven Palace, they turned back, saw the sword light vanish, Beichen Sword Immortal nailed and slain, the sword stained with the Sword Immortal's heart's blood fell into the human world.
The human world, Heavenly Mountain Sword—
Fallen in battle.
This sword, for five hundred years, the most graceful Sword Qi and Sword Intent of Heavenly Mountain.
PS: Today's update offered...
Six thousand one hundred words. Thank you Book City for the twenty thousand rewards, thank you~
Two more days, about two days, then it will be the grand finale, followed by a few days of extras.
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