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Chapter 53 53. Return to Oneness
"Zheng——————"

The sound of tens of thousands of swords piercing the peach vines turned into an endless long metallic chant, and the white peach blossom miasma dissipated like smoke in the rain of swords.

Jiang Jianxin flew into the air on the sword light and watched the wriggling vines shattered into powder by the sword energy.

"You can't beat me."

Her eyes were as dark as water as she spoke the truth.

"hahahahahahahahahahaha--"

Ji Changqing suddenly gave a sly smile and formed hand seals with his palms.

The earth veins of the entire city suddenly began to boil, and the severed peach vines began to regenerate crazily in the rain of swords until they covered the sky and the earth.

In Jiang Jianxin's surprised eyes, he laughed and said:
"Why do you think I chose to set up my formation here?"

The evil energy condensed into black lines between his eyebrows, distorting his entire face.

Ji Changqing continued:

"The crack between Zhenbei City and the 'gate' of the cultivation world is right here. Demonic energy will continuously seep out from the crack."

"What you all don't know is that after the great war ten years ago, the 'Demon God' has been lurking for a hundred years, and now he is behind this door, granting me power."

Jiang Jianxin frowned, recalling his memories as the Sword Master.

The year she became the Sword Master at the age of eleven, the world of cultivation was suddenly in turmoil. That year, the demonic energy became thicker, and many righteous cultivators developed inner demons and fell into the devil's way.

The entire group of demon cultivators suddenly grew stronger overnight, and the spiritual energy in the air gradually became turbid.

The master was ordered to go to Tianwang Valley, where the demonic energy was the most concentrated, to check the situation... but he never came back.

Chang Yingjun's Suichang sword had been with her in battles for thousands of years and had already given birth to a sword spirit. On a windy and snowy night, the window frame sealed by ice crystals suddenly made a slight sound.

The young Sword Master pushed open the carved wooden window and saw the Suichang Sword slanted into the snow, its spine covered in spiderweb-like cracks. The sword spirit's shadow was thinner than moonlight, and the indigo frost of Tianwang Valley still clung to its hair.

Suichang Sword Spirit told her in a sad tone:
"She... Changying Jun is already dead... There's a crack in the 'door'... Those 'gods' are trying to squeeze in..."

"The world is about to fall into chaos... You are the last Sword Master of this world..."

"After you've rested, take me with you... Tangguang is too young... I still have the sword bones. I can seal myself in the cave, and even if the sword dies and the soul disappears, it can be considered as a hundred years of companionship with her."

So many years have passed that Jiang Jianxin has long forgotten how it felt to hear these words.

She only remembered that late at night, a new cenotaph was erected on Jianya.

On the black iron stele, the six characters "Changyingjun Xu Jingyao" are written in iron and silver.

That should have been the maiden name embroidered by a girl under the lamp in the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but now it is soaked in the coldness of Jianya that lingers all year round.

The vicissitudes of the ruthless world have forged that gentle name into another sword.

The snow piled up three feet in the cold winter, and the inscription was washed brightly by the moonlight, as if the arc of light passed through the night sky when the man drew his sword and cut through mountains and seas.

The story that followed was much more bitter. She took Suichang and Tangguang swords to Tianwang Valley, and exhausted all her spiritual energy to let Tangguang strike a sword that could refresh the history of swordsmanship and destroy the extraterritorial tentacles and evil spirits from all directions.

Sui Changjian flew out in the chaos of the battle, and sacrificed himself to repair the gate, thus dying a martyrdom.

This catastrophe of heaven and earth ended with the death of Lord Changying and the disappearance of Lord Changguang Jianzun.

Later, the world of cultivation returned to peace, and no one noticed that there was a new "god" in the sealed and repaired door.

Jiang Jianxin pursed her lips and said nothing, because she felt the situation was a bit tricky.

She had finally cleaned up the mess when she was young, but today someone suddenly told her that she had overlooked the details and did not handle it properly - and she would have to continue to clean up the mess when she grew up.

She felt irritated and confused right now.

Ji Changqing smiled at Jiang Jianxin's miserable expression. He reached out and caught a falling petal.

"Within three days, I will slaughter all eight thousand households in the city and use their blood to nourish the Soul Banner. It is just one step away from perfection. Now, I will use your blood to fill the final gap."

Jiang Jianxin clenched her cheeks as she saw tens of thousands of vengeful spirits condensing into a black mist around the flag.

"Ugh——"

In the void within the black fog, a narrow crack appeared at some point, and a scarlet eye appeared from the crack.

The two looked at each other, their pupils shrinking. The former was surprised to see the huge scarlet eye for the first time, while the latter didn't know why. With a powerful enemy at hand, she felt that this was just a trivial matter.

The peach blossom vines that had been cut down by the rain of swords had swept up again. Jiang Jianxin made a sword gesture and shouted:

"Ten Thousand Swords Galloping——"

"break!"

The thousands of swords that had originally fallen were pulled up, gathered together again, and flew in the same direction. The sharp blades crushed the revived peach vines into pieces of rain.

"Hu-hu-"

Ji Changqing was shrouded in black fog, and suddenly appeared behind her like a ghost, with his two swords crossed to lock the Tangguang Sword.

"Junior sister, your reaction speed has slowed down."

He looked at her searchingly.

"Back then, you wouldn't be approached so easily."

Jiang Jianxin raised the corner of his lips and smiled slowly:
"Who said my reaction has become slow?"

She suddenly let go of the sword and slapped Ji Changqing on the crown of his head with her backhand.

"My trick is called, luring you into a trap!"

Ji Changqing's pupils suddenly shrank. He instinctively took a half step back, but saw a white light burst out from the other party's fingertips:

"The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the sword energy spread everywhere!"

More than ten white sword energies rushed towards Ji Changqing.

Because the distance was too close, he couldn't react in time and one of his legs was cut off by the sword energy, splashing a lot of blood. His body fell towards the peach tree like a kite with a broken string.

Jiang Jianxin stretched out his left hand to summon the Tang Guang Sword, and with his right hand he took out the last remaining bottle of nutrient solution and took a sip. He wiped his mouth and said coldly:
"Brother, you are still inferior to me."

A black fog picked up Ji Changqing when he was about to fall into the peach tree canopy.

Jiang Jianxin guessed that he was not dead yet, but he could not take care of him now.

She looked at the lush peach tree in front of her.

The crack in the void is still there, and on the high-raised branch below the crack, there is a shiny black flag.

The soul-sucking formation changed from a faint glow to an increasingly blood-red color, and an increasingly ominous aura emanated from the formation on the ground.

There was no time left. Jiang Jianxin threw the Tangguang Sword towards the black flag and shouted:

"Ten thousand swords unite!"

As her words fell, the hundreds of swords that had just been speeding felt the call at this moment.

"Om——"

They began to vibrate violently, making a clear buzzing sound, as if responding to her call.

“Swoosh—swoosh—”

“Swoosh—swoosh—”

“Swish, swish, swish—swish—”

Sword lights shot out from all directions, like meteors chasing the moon, like lightning cutting through the sky.

They converged into a dazzling torrent of sword light, continuously pouring into the Tangguang Sword, turning it into a pillar of light that pierced the sky and the earth.

"fall!"

As Jiang Jianxin raised his hand, the giant sword in the air fell like thunder towards the peach trees that covered the sky and the earth with unparalleled power.

"boom--------"

With just a loud bang, the entire huge peach tree was annihilated under the giant sword. The waves of air blew out, and red flowers flew all over the sky. The broken petals drifted in the north city of Zhen, like a desolate snowfall.

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