The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 402 The Sword of Defeat is Born!

The Blue Moon Sect is located in a valley, and its architectural style is very different from that of the Central Plains. It consists mostly of castles, which are rugged and grand.

At the highest level of the many fortresses, a middle-aged man with azure skin, unlike ordinary people, opened his eyes with a look of surprise and uncertainty. Strange, why do I feel uneasy?
At the same time, a figure stepped into the Blue Moon Sect. Strangely, the sect was filled with disciples and elders, and the guards were strict. However, Su Ming passed by them and ignored him as if he couldn't see him.

While the disciples patrolled around him, Su Ming strolled around the Blue Moon Sect with great interest, as if he were in an empty place. After martial artists reach the Innate Realm, they develop mental abilities. With a thought, they can even rewrite the memories of others. The strong can even use this to interfere with reality. Obscuring the senses of others is just a simple matter.

With one hand behind his back, he strolled in one direction as if taking a leisurely walk. He arrived at a warehouse, pressed a button, and the door opened, revealing various items piled inside.

Su Ming's gaze fell on a wooden shelf in the corner of the room, on which lay a sheathed sword, the very purpose of his trip.

As if sensing his arrival, the blade on the wooden shelf trembled. As he grasped it in his hand and drew it from its sheath, he sensed an ominous aura emanating from the blade. This was a deadly weapon!
In the world of Fengyun, there are many divine weapons. The Snow Drinking Saber, the Peerless Sword, the Great Evil King, the Heavenly Sin, and other weapons all have special features. These weapons are not only sharp, but also have many attributes.

Weapons may even possess a kind of spirituality, which can influence the person using them.

It is precisely because there are many divine weapons in the world that this Little Dragon Golden Blade is unknown to most people. It is only quite famous in the desert and was acquired by the Blue Moon Sect, where it was kept in a high-end place.

"Buzz!"

As if sensing Su Ming's intentions, Xiao Long Duo Jin Dao seemed unwilling to be controlled by him, and actually emitted a deathly and fierce sword aura, which also exposed him.

In an instant, the Blue Moon Sect was alarmed. The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed as he saw blue smoke rising into the sky, which in the blink of an eye materialized into a ferocious beast with crescent-shaped teeth and a deep blue body.

Immediately, a vast aura locked onto Su Ming. Upon closer inspection, he saw a mysterious beast exuding a vast, eerie, and imposing aura. This was the guardian beast of the Blue Moon Sect, the "Crescent Moon Beast"!
Su Ming looked up and then looked away. With his knowledge, it was not difficult for him to see that the beast in front of him was not a real thing, but a form made of qi.

The moment he looked up, a sword aura formed in the moonlight, piercing the crescent beast with lightning speed.

The colossal beast dissipated like smoke, followed by the rise of a blue full moon, illuminating all directions. A deep, resonant voice slowly spread out, like that of a high and unfathomable god.

"Who is coming?"

"My name is Su Ming, and I have come to the Blue Moon Sect to obtain something."

In an instant, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky, and in the azure full moon, a tall and robust figure stood, who was the current Holy Master of the Blue Moon Sect.

Blue Moon Saint Lord stared at the treasured sword in Su Ming's hand, sensing the deathly aura emanating from it. He was astonished. This sword was the Little Dragon Stealing Gold Sword from the storeroom. Why was it so extraordinary?
After the Blue Moon Sect obtained the Little Dragon's Golden Blade, he also held it in his hand and played with it, thinking it was just an ordinary treasured sword. But now it seems that this sword has some hidden secrets.

A fervent glint flashed in the eyes of the Blue Moon Saint Lord, and he said in a deep voice, "You sneaked into my Blue Moon Sect in the dead of night to steal. You must give me an explanation for this, or you will not be leaving today!"

Su Ming weighed the Little Dragon Golden Blade in his hand and shook his head. "This blade originally did not belong to your Blue Moon Sect. It is a product of the Central Plains. If I take it away, it is simply returning it to its rightful place."

Since becoming the Holy Lord, the Blue Moon Holy Lord has been the number one person in the desert, and no one has ever dared to speak to him like that. His face instantly darkened. "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

In an instant, powerful blue energy swirled in the air, condensing into crescent-shaped beasts that charged towards Su Ming.

However, Su Ming didn't even glance at the crescent-shaped beast's ferocious roar. He simply waved his sleeve, and the giant beasts were shattered by the sword energy in an instant. The two energies collided, creating rolling sound waves, booming like thunder, with streaks of lightning summoning wind and rain.

A vast expanse of dark clouds descended, covering the entire sky. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and torrential rain and strong winds revealed the endless wonders of nature.

Blue Moon Saint Lord's pupils suddenly contracted. You must know that the "Formless Yuan Qi" he cultivated was a pure internal energy skill. Its power far surpassed that of experts of the same level. How could the person in front of him easily shatter the Crescent Moon Beast? Just who was he?
The commotion from their fight was immense, attracting many members of the Blue Moon Sect. When they saw that the one battling the enemy was none other than their own Holy Lord, they were instantly stunned. Could there really be a master in this world who could contend with the Holy Lord?
Seeing that his opponent was not weak, the blurry figure of the Blue Moon Saint Lord repeatedly opened and closed his hands, making a series of strange movements. A powerful and sharp force had gathered in his palms, bringing his aura to its peak, "Opening Heaven and Shattering the Sun!"

With a single move that split the heavens and shattered the sun, the entire sky was shattered as the Blue Moon Saint Lord opened and closed his hands.

Those below could only see a magnificent, earth-shattering blue light surging forth from the azure full moon, causing the void to rumble and making them dizzy.

The disciples inside the fortress watched this scene with great excitement. In the past, the Holy Lord had led his disciples to conquer east and west, and the Blue Moon Sect had become powerful. In their hearts, the Holy Lord was invincible, and they believed that it would be the same today.

However, as the energy burst forth, Su Ming didn't even raise his head. He simply stretched out a finger towards the void and gently pointed it out. It was just an ordinary finger, yet it unleashed a power that made the world lose its color.

The next moment, the void shattered, a violent storm raged, and a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, only to be severed in mid-air, transforming into a sword aura.

The azure aura unleashed by the Blue Moon Saint Lord at full power collided with the lightning and was instantly shattered. He himself was struck by the sword energy, his body crackling with electricity, and he fell from the sky.

Immediately, the Blue Moon Saint Lord steadied himself, roared, and his entire body was wreathed in azure light, exuding a murderous aura!
He considered himself the most outstanding successor of the Wuxiang Poyuanqi divine skill in hundreds of years. Although he was not old, he had already surpassed his ancestors and was determined to unify the desert and march into the Central Plains.

Little did they know that they would encounter such a formidable enemy before even leaving the desert.

"what?"

"Holy Lord!"

"Protect the Holy Lord!"

……

Upon hearing the voices of his own disciples, the Blue Moon Saint Master did not think of retreating or begging for mercy, but instead devoted all his power to frantically unleashing the Formless Breaking Yuan Qi.

The highest realm of breaking through the formless primordial energy—the Heavenly Crimson Thunder Break!

The Formless Breaking Qi is primarily blue, while red is the opposite of blue. The Heavenly Crimson Thunder Strike, named after "red," signifies that this move is forbidden and should only be used as a last resort. The Heavenly Crimson Thunder Strike involves using one's unparalleled power to summon heavenly lightning, concealing its power in the palm, and then striking the target. However, the power of heavenly lightning is immense and should not be controlled by humans; therefore, once this move is unleashed, the user will inevitably invite divine retribution and perish.

As soon as this move was unleashed, crimson light continuously shone and expanded on the Blue Moon Saint Lord's body, forming a huge halo that drew in countless energies and activated a berserk state.

"It's just a mere heavenly lightning bolt, disperse!"

Thunder rumbled, and Su Ming finally looked up at him, whispered something, and a rolling sound wave exploded. An indescribably powerful will descended, and the lightning in the void instantly extinguished, while the dark clouds in the sky also dispersed at the same time.

With his powerful attack interrupted, the Blue Moon Saint Lord suffered a backlash, his body surging with energy, and he fell off the roof.

"Boom!" In the center of Blue Moon City, in a crater, the tall body of the Blue Moon Holy Lord lay in the middle, with bright red blood constantly oozing from his pores. He had just suffered a backlash from his own attack, which had damaged his meridians and displaced his internal organs, leaving him severely injured.

"How can it be……"

Blood kept gushing from his mouth, nose, and seven orifices. The Blue Moon Saint Lord forced his eyelids open and stared intently at Su Ming, as if trying to memorize his appearance.

Su Ming sheathed the Little Dragon Golden Knife and walked towards him.

At this moment, a series of voices rang out from all around:

"Holy Lord..."

"Damn it, protect the Holy Lord!"

……

The people of the Blue Moon Sect, seeing this scene, wanted to rush over to rescue the Blue Moon Saint Lord, but they found that they could not make any progress at all and could only watch helplessly as Su Ming walked up to the Blue Moon Saint Lord.

Su Ming looked down at him and said, "As long as you are here, no one from the Blue Moon Sect may invade the Divine Land!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed with his finger, "This is your compensation!"

As the other party pointed it out, the Blue Moon Saint Lord felt dizzy and disoriented, as if something had appeared in his mind. "Damn it..."

Upon uttering those two words, the Blue Moon Saint Lord's azure pupils widened, and he promptly fainted.

After leaving half of the Wuqiu Yijue in the other party's mind, Su Ming left. With him here, the Blue Moon Saint Lord probably wouldn't dare to go to the Central Plains again.

After he left, the Blue Moon Sect members resumed their activities and rushed towards their Holy Lord. After some investigation, they discovered that the Holy Lord was not dead, and were overjoyed. The Blue Moon Sect's expansion came to an abrupt halt.

Su Ming's figure was deeply etched into the minds of the Blue Moon Sect members that night, becoming a lifelong shadow. Thereafter, until the death of the Blue Moon Holy Lord, and for a century afterward, the Blue Moon Sect dared not set foot in the Central Plains.

……

Baijian Manor.

The stone tablet is ancient, covered with sand and dust, and it is unknown how many years it has endured. On the surface of the tablet are four powerful characters, the strokes of which are like swords. Just one glance can make one's eyes sting. It must have been through many vicissitudes, enduring the wear and tear of frost and rain, wind and sun. Therefore, there are many traces of green on the four characters, like moss on the edge of a well, mottled and uneven.

Before the monument, a person stood quietly for a long time, looking at the inscriptions on it, as if sensing the sharpness of the characters.

After a long while, Su Ming turned around and looked at the villa next to him.

The villa in front of us covers a vast area. While it may not be comparable to the magnificent "Number One Building Under Heaven," it is certainly grand, luxurious, and exceptionally beautiful. Unfortunately, the villa's gates are tightly closed, and the interior is deserted.

The vast Baijian Manor was surprisingly deserted, with few people guarding it and fallen leaves scattered everywhere after the dust settled.

Who would have thought that this would be the once-famous "Sword Worship Manor" that shook the martial arts world?

Su Ming stepped into the villa and came to a tomb.

The stone tomb is unnamed, shaped like a tortoise shell, with a high, rounded dome. A stele stands in front of the tomb, but it is completely blank.

What's even more surprising is that while the Baijian Manor is filled with exotic flowers and rare herbs, and lush greenery, the area around this stone tomb is barren, devoid of life, and a desolate wasteland.

Not only were all the plants and trees gone, but there were no living creatures around, not even snakes, insects, or rodents in the soil. It was as if the heavens had rejected it.

To ordinary people, this place might just be desolate and a dead end, but to Su Ming, it was extremely malevolent, with a hidden sharpness gathering. An ominous aura permeated the stone tomb, making those who approached feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, with the cold air penetrating their bodies like needles and swords. The higher one's martial arts skills, the clearer the feeling was.

Just then, the Little Dragon Golden Blade, which had been silent for a long time, trembled again. The exquisite scabbard was full of cracks and broke apart, revealing the cold blade, which was emanating a fierce aura, very similar to that of the stone tomb.

"So, you couldn't wait either."

Su Ming chuckled softly, then raised his foot and stomped down!
"boom!"

A deafening boom, like a thunderclap, shook the earth. The soil surged, and the stone tomb split open. Then, hundreds of streaks of light and sword shadows, like locusts, shot up from the tomb with a piercing whistle, soaring into the sky. They hovered and swirled in the air, suspended without falling. These were swords that had not appeared in the world for a long time and had been abandoned in this place.

In an instant, hundreds of swords flew and swirled in the sky above the Sword Worship Manor, transforming into dazzling streaks of light, like swimming dragons, each leaving its own trail, creating a magnificent spectacle.

Su Ming continued to look at the stone tomb, unaware that there was another world inside. At this moment, the stone tomb revealed a huge pit, several feet deep, in which lay an ancient and sealed stone coffin.

Faintly, wisps of black energy seemed to emerge from the cracks in the stone coffin, ominous and malevolent, exuding a demonic aura.

He walked to the coffin, pointed at it, and the iron chains on the stone coffin snapped inch by inch. The coffin lid opened automatically, revealing a long, jet-black sword lying inside.

Immediately, he stretched out his five fingers again, and the long sword fell into his hand.

"Is this the sword of defeat?"

Holding the Sword of Defeat, Su Ming saw wisps of gray mist emanating from its blade, climbing up his right hand. In an instant, the exotic flowers, rare herbs, trees, and forests of the Sword Worship Manor withered and died, as if all their life force had been drained away.

Immediately afterwards, he gripped the blade of the Little Dragon Golden Blade with his left hand, and the hard blade shattered instantly, leaving only a ball of dark essence. As soon as it appeared, it eagerly threw itself into the Sword of Defeat and merged with it.

In an instant, the longsword trembled continuously, its blade shimmering with light. Then, a powerful sword aura shot into the sky, causing the heavens and earth to lose their color. This sword aura was mixed with a murderous aura, making people shudder.

Across the land, many swordsmen also sensed the emergence of divine weapons.

(End of this chapter)