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The Chaos Furnace exploded—not from damage, but from rebirth. The furnace shattered into countless fragments that merged into the newly formed sword.

Qin Yu's hand grasped the sword.

Three feet seven inches long, the purple-gold sword has nine dragon patterns and a crescent moon on its blade. The dragon head handle has been transformed into a hilt, and the consciousness of the furnace spirit has merged into the sword soul.

The ultimate in chaos.

“You melted the furnace in as well.”

Emperor Li's Martial Emperor Sword stopped three inches from Qin Yu's back. The aura emanating from the Sword of Rebirth resonated with the Mahayana-level Martial Emperor Sword.

It is not a resonance of submission.

It is reciprocal.

"There's only a half-step difference between the Chaos Supreme Grade and the Mahayana Grade, but my sword has the fusion attribute of the Chaos Furnace Fire. Your sword can't cut through my sword, and my sword can melt your sword bit by bit."

Emperor Li pushed his hand forward by three inches.

Qin Yu turned around to block.

The sound of the two swords clashing echoed throughout the entire Martial Emperor City, and the shockwave blew the roof off the imperial palace, sending broken tiles flying more than three miles away.

The moment the blade of the Martial Emperor Sword touched the new sword, a layer of purplish-gold light film covered the surface of the Martial Emperor Sword, as the fusion force of the Chaos Furnace Fire took effect.

"Your sword is eating my sword."

"As I said, melt it down little by little."

Li Dijun's spiritual power surged, forcing back the fusion force, and the two each took three steps back.

"Even if your sword can merge with mine, your cultivation level is two major realms lower than mine, you won't last long."

That's right. The difference in spiritual power between the early peak of the Nascent Soul stage and the late peak of the Nascent Soul stage is more than ten times. Qin Yu consumes three times the spiritual power of his opponent every time he blocks.

"I don't need to hold out for long."

Qin Yu's gaze swept towards the increasingly bright white sphere in the void; Yan Mingyu's soul reconstruction had reached its final stage.

The moment the three souls and seven spirits returned to their places, the sphere of light exploded.

A woman emerged from the sphere of light. Her cultivation level was zero, even lower than that of a mortal, but the original power of the Reincarnation Soul Body flowed within her body.

"Mingyu".

Yan Mingyu opened her eyes, and the first person she saw was Qin Yu. The second image was Qin Yu, covered in blood, standing in front of a man with a sword in his hand.

"You're injured."

"External injury".

As Qin Yu spoke, he blocked another sword strike, which slammed his foot three inches into the ground, causing a cracking sound to come from his kneecap.

A surge of power coursed through Yan Mingyu's body. The first awakening after the reorganization of her reincarnated soul released a large amount of primordial energy. That energy did not remain in her body but flowed towards Qin Yu.

"The power of reincarnation".

Li Dijun's sword paused for a moment; what he had waited fifty years to refine was now flowing into Qin Yu's hands.

The power of reincarnation flowed into Qin Yu's body, not like a replenishment of spiritual energy, but more like a blessing at the level of some kind of rule. The power of chaos underwent a qualitative change under the catalysis of the power of reincarnation.

Chaos plus reincarnation.

His cultivation level remained unchanged, still at the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, but the power of each sword strike suddenly tripled.

"How did your strength increase?"

"The power of reincarnation amplifies all energy effects, and my chaotic power has been amplified."

When the fourth sword strike was unleashed, the Emperor Wu's sword was deflected.

Li Dijun's tiger's mouth split open.

"Impossible, a sword strike from an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator repelled a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator at their peak."

"It was impossible before, but it's possible now."

The fifth sword.

The sword blade sliced ​​across the body of the Martial Emperor Sword, and the purple-gold fusion power covered it again. This time, the spiritual power was not able to completely force back the light membrane.

An inch of the tip of the Emperor Wu's sword was melted away.

"Your sword is shortening."

"You can't withstand the combined power of chaos and reincarnation. Every time you touch it, your sword gets shorter."

Emperor Li's breathing became rapid. No one in three thousand years had forced him to this point. The Martial Emperor Sword was his natal magic weapon, and damage to the sword would reduce his cultivation.

The sixth sword strike was one inch shorter.

The seventh sword, three inches. His cultivation level had plummeted from the peak of the late-stage Nascent Soul realm to the mid-stage of the late-stage Nascent Soul realm. With each inch of sword blade he lost, his foundation weakened.

"Stop, and I'll give you everything."

"I don't need you to give it to me, I'll take it myself."

The eighth sword.

Emperor Wu's sword broke.

The three-foot-long sword was reduced to one and a half feet. The Mahayana-grade material at the break point was melted into part of Qin Yu's sword by the Chaos Furnace Fire. His sword was getting longer, while Li Dijun's sword was getting shorter.

His cultivation level dropped to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

He is in the same grade as Qin Yu.

"Now it's fair."

Something that had never appeared on Emperor Li's face in three thousand years appeared.

fear.

He went from being an emperor who built a city to an ordinary cultivator on par with his opponent, his three thousand years of accumulated power being wiped out by the eight swords.

The Ninth Sword.

Qin Yu did not use fusion again. This sword strike was a pure slash infused with chaotic power. The sword energy cleaved down from the ruins of the imperial palace, breaking through Emperor Li's last protective spiritual shield.

The Emperor Wu's sword slipped from his hand.

Li Dijun's knees touched the ground for the first time.

"In three thousand years, this is the first time I have ever knelt."

"You're not kneeling to me, you're kneeling to the stupid things you've done."

Qin Yu did not kill him when he sheathed his sword.

"I'll pack up all the inventory from the Martial Emperor City's three thousand years of history and take it all with me."

"You won't kill me."

“Killing you is not as good as using you. From now on, Wudi City will manage the Northern Region for me. You will be the manager, and I will be the boss.”

Emperor Li knelt in the ruins, his mouth moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, because the next sentence blocked all his thoughts.

"If you don't want to, then cripple your cultivation and get lost. I'll find someone else to take care of you."

"I am willing."

When these two words came from the mouth of an emperor who had lived for three thousand years, all the cultivators in Martial Emperor City knelt down. They were not forced to kneel down; Qin Yu's aura enveloped the entire city at that moment.

The combined aura of chaotic power and reincarnation power is even more stable than the city's protective formation.

Yan Mingyu walked to Qin Yu's side and took his hand in hers. The power of reincarnation was transmitted from her palm, and the wound on her chest, which ran from her left shoulder to her right waist, healed within three breaths.

“Every time you see me, you’re covered in blood.”

"It won't happen again next time."

The sword was put into the storage ring. The Chaos Furnace Fire had merged into the sword and was no longer an independent furnace, but the voice of the furnace spirit was still there, coming from the dragon head of the sword guard.

"Master, I have become a sword."

"It can become anything, as long as it works."

Mo Nu dragged her broken leg over, and Qin Yu patted the broken end with his hand. The power of chaos combined with the power of reincarnation allowed her leg to grow back within ten breaths.

Kui Wu and Zhu Zhen crawled out of the ruins. Kui Wu had a piece of broken tile hanging from his horn, and Zhu Zhen had a spiritual herb that he had found somewhere in his mouth.

Ye Gu stood at the farthest point, and he did not make a move from beginning to end, because he had no opportunity to do so.

Zhuge Chuchu walked up to Qin Yu, her crystal-clear eyes reflecting the image of Qin Yu and Yan Mingyu standing side by side.

"You win."

"This young master has never lost."

Qin Yu held Yan Mingyu's hand and walked towards the gate of Wudi City. Mo Nu followed at his feet, while Kui Wu, Zhu Zhen, Ye Gu, Zhuge Chuchu followed behind. Emperor Li knelt in the ruins and watched them leave.

The gates of Wudi City opened before them, and sunlight streamed in, falling on Qin Yu's face.

Yan Mingyu tightened her grip slightly.

"Where are we going?"

"go home."

(The Finale) (End of Chapter)