The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 403 The Nameless One Who Cries at the Sky!

As the sword spirit entered his body, the once silent and dark Sword of Defeat was now surrounded by sword energy, cracking inch by inch to reveal a golden and dazzling blade, quite different from before.

Meanwhile, a thousand miles away, there was a vast complex of buildings, which had a resounding name in the martial arts world: "Sword Worship Manor"!
Due to the influence of the sword's aura, the former Sword Worship Manor was no longer suitable for human habitation. The manor's owner at the time had to find another place to rebuild his home. At the same time, he also sought a second-best option: to forge an unparalleled sword.

Beneath the mountain villa, the heat was intense, with rolling lava spewing flames. "Clang, clang!" The sound of hammering metal rang out continuously as men in silver robes wielded large iron hammers.

The surrounding area was filled with swords, and upon closer inspection, it was discovered that all of these longswords were exactly the same, without any difference.

Suddenly, the longsword on the ground trembled, as if summoned. Beside the lava was a huge furnace, in which a sword was being forged and was about to take shape.

"This sword energy?"

At that moment, everyone around suddenly changed their expressions. The sword in the furnace was emitting a fierce aura, and some swordsmen were unable to dodge in time and died on the spot.

The crowd retreated, their faces filled with fear, except for one man whose eyes gleamed with fanaticism as he shouted, "It's that sword! It has been born!"

……

In terms of materials, the Sword of Defeat and the Peerless Sword share the same origin, both forged from Black Frost, one of the Four Divine Stones. Each is half of the same material. However, the Peerless Sword, which is only half Black Frost, can be as famous as the Snow Drinking Saber. It can be said that Black Frost is second only to the Divine Stones among the Four Divine Stones.

The Sword of Destruction that the fully-formed Black Frost originally intended to forge was too powerful, so it had to be sealed away, and instead, a peerless sword was forged.

The Ao family of Baijian Manor were well aware of this, and now, feeling the sword energy similar to that of the peerless sword, they immediately thought of the defeated sword that was sealed in Aojia Manor.

Only the appearance of such a sword can cause a peerless sword to react.

Immediately afterwards, the Sword Worship Manor dispatched a large number of people to the Ao Family Manor in search of the Sword of Defeat.

Tianshan, Tianyin City.

The members of the World Society were extremely surprised, because at a certain moment, the swords they held all inexplicably rang out and flew out of their hands. Then, the swords tumbled down from the air and continued to tremble as they hit the ground. It looked as if those swords were living people, facing north and worshipping.

This astonishing scene left everyone looking at each other in bewilderment and shock.

At the No. 1 Pavilion under Heaven, the imposing Xiong Ba, clad in a purple-gold robe, sensed the sword energy and thought to himself, "A celestial phenomenon! It seems a powerful divine weapon will soon be born! If I could obtain this weapon, it would be like adding wings to a tiger."

Originally, Xiong Ba had mastered the Three-Part Returning Origin Qi and thought he was already a master of the world, no longer needing divine weapons or external aids. However, a sword flying from Tianshan made him feel a strong sense of crisis.

Su Ming's sword strike almost split the Tianxia Society's headquarters in two. That sword energy still lingers and doesn't dissipate. Even though the sword mark on the headquarters has been erased, the shadow that sword strike cast on him is still too great.

Therefore, he needs to use every means to enhance his strength, including external resources.

Faced with the newly unearthed Sword of Defeat, he too felt the urge to seize it.

Before long, disciples from the foot of the mountain came to report from outside the building.

"Reporting to the leader, a strange phenomenon has appeared in Tianyin City. Countless longswords have broken free from their sheaths for some unknown reason and are falling to the ground, trembling violently!"

Inside the building, a deep voice rang out, "Understood. This leader has his own plans for this matter. You may leave now."

After everyone left, Xiong Ba leaned on the railing and sighed softly. Wen Chou Chou was dead, and there was no one in the gang who could assist him in internal affairs. He was really not used to it. At this moment, he thought of his three disciples and a thought struck him.

Instead of going out this time, we should take them with us to gain some experience.

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at the same time.

Zhonghua Pavilion.

Outside the inn, pedestrians came and went, but inside the inn, the sound of a huqin (a two-stringed bowed instrument) could be heard. It was mournful and plaintive, but then the melody suddenly changed and became high-pitched and moving.

But just as the music was about to end...

"Ding!"

A soft sound, and the string was broken.

The martial arts practitioners on the street suddenly exclaimed in surprise as their swords miraculously came out of their sheaths on their own, flipped and fell straight into the ground, their blades trembling incessantly. It looked as if they were bowing to the east, and for a moment, the sound of swords echoed throughout the entire street.

Until someone came out of the inn.

It was Wuming, who had returned from the Sword Sect. He was arranging the strings in his hands, but his eyes were looking towards the east. A trace of sorrow appeared between his brows. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, all the longswords on the ground were put back into their sheaths.

"This sword is extremely dangerous; if it is not restrained, it may cause disaster."

With a soft sigh, his figure vanished. In the attic, a servant stood guard beside a small child, who was exquisitely beautiful and looked extremely cute. The child held a wooden sword in his hand and was exceptionally lively.

……

Several at the same time.

In the land of Japan, at the secluded place of the Miyamoto family, Dugu Jian and Miyamoto Xue Ling, a monstrous and powerful sword aura suddenly erupted. Under the illumination of the sword light, the surrounding trees melted away like spring snow, disappearing into nothingness inch by inch.

Immediately afterwards, an old man with snow-white hair and beard walked out of the house. This man was radiating sword light. In the blink of an eye, sword energy crisscrossed and stretched endlessly within a radius of more than twenty feet.

Feeling the sword energy around him, he laughed loudly, "Haha, the brand new Holy Spirit Sword Technique has finally been created! I have a good grasp of Sword Twenty-Three! My lady, I have finally succeeded!"

Just then, an old woman in a white dress came to his side. "Sword, are you going back?"

Dugu Jiansheng nodded. "Madam, the effects of the medicine on my body have completely worn off, and there will be no further problems. The Central Plains are in constant turmoil, and Wushuang City is beset by internal and external troubles. I must return as soon as possible to take charge. This time, let's go back together!"

The old woman's eyebrows curved into a smile, and her youthful beauty was still faintly visible. "Okay, let's go together."

Immediately, he looked up towards the Central Plains, "I wonder who obtained this sword. The Holy Spirit Sword Technique is newly created, and it should have a suitable opponent!"

He had already sensed the sword energy of the Sword of Defeat. Even though he had regained his seven emotions and six desires, Dugu Sword Saint's pursuit of the sword path remained unchanged. He knew that he had taken a detour and had fallen far behind Wuming and Su Ming in the way of the sword. Unless he comprehended the Twenty-Three Swords, it would be difficult for him to catch up with them.

Therefore, for a short period of time, he no longer regarded the two as rivals.

The difference in swordsmanship levels is too great; going to challenge them to a duel would only result in humiliation.

"Oh it's you!"

In the deserted Baijian Manor, a deep voice rang out, followed by a figure carrying a huqin (a two-stringed bowed instrument).

Su Ming opened his eyes and saw Wuming slowly walking in from outside. However, in his eyes, Wuming was not a person, but a sword, a mighty sword, its power shining brightly, illuminating the world, extremely strong and powerful, extremely bright and fierce, truly astonishing.

Compared to before, this celestial sword is purer and more refined.

"After taking revenge yourself, your sword skills have improved to a higher level."

Wuming approached, lightly lifted his robe, sat down on the spot, and clasped his hands in a fist and bow to Su Ming, saying, "Thank you for reminding me, young brother. Otherwise, I would still be in the dark. I will remember this kindness."

Before coming, he was worried that the sword of birth was too fierce and would fall into the hands of evil demons and bring disaster to the world, but after seeing Su Ming, he was no longer worried at all.

Upon seeing Wuming's arrival, a thought crossed Su Ming's mind, and he suddenly said, "Aren't you curious why I, at such a young age, know so much?"

Wuming paused for a moment, a thoughtful look in his eyes. "Everyone has their own secrets and opportunities. I'm not curious about them. As long as they can be used for good, that's enough."

Upon hearing this, Su Ming couldn't help but nod inwardly. As expected of the martial arts legend Wuming, his mental fortitude far surpassed that of ordinary people. In comparison, his disciple Jian Chen was far inferior.

The next moment, a book appeared in his hand.

The book attracted Wuming the moment it appeared, as if it possessed infinite magic, making people's minds involuntarily immersed in it. But only for a few breaths, Wuming's eyes regained their clarity, and when he looked at the book again, he was filled with a strong sense of vigilance.

"After reading this book, you will know the answer."

Wuming didn't answer, but looked at Su Ming and asked, "What is this?"

Su Ming looked up, met his eyes, and said calmly, "The Heavenly Cry Scripture!"

There are only four people in the world who have read the Heavenly Cry Scripture. Before Su Ming, Mud Bodhisattva was the third, but with Wudao Kuangtian protecting him, he could not take the Heavenly Cry Scripture away and could only leave it in place.

But Su Ming was different. After killing Wudao Kuangtian, he took the Heavenly Cry Scripture with him. Leaving such a thing outside could easily cause trouble.

"What? The Heavenly Crying Sutra?"

The name caused Wuming's pupils to shrink sharply. Clearly, as a contemporary martial arts legend, he had heard of this name, but it was precisely because he had heard of it that he was surprised.

It is said that those who have read the Heavenly Crying Sutra are omniscient and omnipotent, able to see the past and the future.

No wonder, no wonder this young man has reached such a high level of martial arts, no wonder he knows who killed his wife. All the doubts became clear as if the clouds had parted to reveal the blue sky.

What followed was a deeper question: "Shouldn't you be keeping this kind of treasure safe? Why are you showing it to me?"

Su Ming shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Omniscience is not necessarily a blessing, and knowing too much is not a good thing. Fate is hard to defy, and one person's strength is not enough to resist it. I am willing to find like-minded people to jointly resist the great calamity of the future."

When the Great Calamity of a Thousand Years was mentioned, Wuming fell silent. As the successor of the Great Swordsman of the Sword Sect a thousand years later, he knew that the Hero Sword was created to deal with the Great Calamity of a Thousand Years. As a contemporary martial arts legend, he had an inescapable responsibility to resist the Great Calamity of a Thousand Years.

His eyes narrowed, and he resolutely reached out to pick up the book in front of him. Looking at the ancient characters on it, he felt a rare sense of unease, but he then resolutely opened it.

Immediately afterwards, his mind sank into it, and he entered a mysterious state.

Su Ming stared at Wuming with a faint smile on his face. Almost everyone related to Wuming by blood was dead. Such a person, who was utterly ruthless, met the requirements of the Heavenly Cry Scripture. He was also very curious to see what Wuming, who knew everything, would become.

The Heavenly Cry Scripture is not truly omniscient and omnipotent. At the very least, it does not record the meteorite descent during the Divine Martial Era, the appearance of the Half-God, or the Great Sun Tathagata.

However, this is still a rare treasure in the world, and in his opinion, it is much better than the Monk Emperor's Mindset in Xiao Sanxiao's hands.

An hour later, Wuming withdrew his mind from the Heavenly Cry Scripture, his face pale and his mind extremely exhausted, but his eyes were incredibly bright, like two lamps.

It took him a long while to recover, and he bowed to Su Ming in gratitude, saying, "Thank you, Brother Su."

After reading the Heavenly Cry Scripture, Wuming finally understood what kind of world he lived in and what Su Ming had done.

"No need to be so polite. We know each other, just call me Su Ming." As he spoke, he looked Wuming up and down and asked, "Did reading the Heavenly Cry Scripture help you?"

Wuming let out a long breath, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "I really didn't expect that so many powerful figures were hidden in this land of China. If they were to emerge, it would surely bring disaster to the world."

"I didn't expect you to do so much all by yourself, thank you!" After saying that, he stood up and bowed solemnly to Su Ming.

Laughing Three Times, Emperor Shitian, the God of Immortality... These people greatly shocked Wuming. He understood even more that these people, hiding in the Divine Land, must be plotting something unknown to others.

However, they have lived for too long, and their martial arts skills and methods far surpass those of ordinary people, making them very difficult to deal with.

Now he finally understood Su Ming's thoughts. However, Wuming was very calm and only felt grateful to him. These things might crush others but not Wuming. Wuming had endured so many difficult times in the future, so there was no reason for him not to be able to withstand the impact of the Heavenly Cry Scripture.

After a moment of silence, Wuming shifted his gaze to the golden longsword stuck beside Su Ming. "You collected the Sword of Defeat to deal with Xiao Sanxiao?"

"good."

Su Ming readily admitted, "This person has lived for four thousand years and his methods are unpredictable. It seems that he has not done anything in these four thousand years, but he cannot escape responsibility for the great calamity that the Xiao brothers will cause in the future."

"The child beside you is also a spy he left behind. You've seen how that will end."

At this point, Wuming fell silent. Although Su Ming's appearance had changed many things, the trajectory presented in the Heavenly Cry Scripture was still the future development of the original novel, Feng Yun.

It was precisely because of seeing these things that Wuming was very grateful to Su Ming. "This person is indeed strange in his methods and deep in his mind. But he has lived for four thousand years and is very difficult to kill. The Heavenly Cry Scripture also has very few records about this person."

"Only the power of the gods can deal with the gods. The four divine stones are things left behind by Nuwa in the human world. They contain Nuwa's divine power and may be able to be used to deal with him."

Then, he looked at Wuming with a cryptic expression, "Moreover, the dragon's essence can also be used by us."

Wuming's eyes widened in surprise. "You still want to slay the dragon?"

"Xiao Sanxiao has already obtained the power of the Dragon Turtle. If he also obtains the power of the Divine Dragon, no one in the world will be his match. We have not cultivated for long enough. Only by obtaining the power of the Divine Dragon can we contend with him!"

(End of this chapter)