Borrowing a sword

Chapter 339 "The Demise of Qin Will Be Inevitably Be That of Chu" [A Long Chapter of 6,000 Words]

On the arena, after Qin Xuanxiao's severed arm fell to the ground, his fingers twitched a few times.

The duel to the death, at this point, is finally becoming increasingly bloody!
The citizens of the Moon Kingdom below the arena stared wide-eyed.

The nobleman of the Heavenly Dynasty, the number one genius of the Moon Kingdom, had his arm severed by the national sword!
Although Chu Huaixu was also seriously injured, he was still majestic and imposing, holding the nation's most precious treasure, as if he were carrying out divine punishment on behalf of the people!

The purple moon phantom behind him remained incredibly solid.

However, looking at the area behind "Qin Xuanxiao", a large portion of his energy was first absorbed by the Chongdan, and now he has been fighting hard. The purple moon phantom formed by the convergence of his luck has dimmed a bit!
If an outsider who didn't know the truth came to watch the battle, they might think that the person wielding the national sword was a member of the Yue Kingdom's royal family!
This is the sword of the Moon Kingdom's ancestral emperor!
It seems that Chu Huaixu was more favored by the ancestral emperor.

The sword of our ancestors does not recognize its descendants, but only its outsiders.

Little did these people know that the one fighting Chu Huaixu at this moment was none other than the Ancestral Emperor himself!
If you knew this, you would probably feel your scalp tingling and your heart pounding!
All that could be seen was Qin Xuanxiao, whose right arm was now gone, and whose eyes were bloodshot.

"You've driven me to this point, how honored you are! How honored you are!! Ahhhhh!"

Hearing the roar, Chu Huaixu felt that his strength was not enough.

Clearly, the Ancestral Emperor was not completely blinded by anger; otherwise, he would not have referred to himself as "I" but would have directly and recklessly called himself "朕" (Zhen, meaning "I, the Imperial Emperor").

To outsiders, the Crown Prince's demeanor changed drastically during these two battles, appearing incredibly dignified and imposing.

Who would have thought that someone as powerful as him would end up in such a sorry state?

Could it be that I'm really going to be killed by the true disciple of this sect?
Little did anyone know, Chu Huaixu's eyes were filled with solemnity at this moment, and he was not yet completely at ease.

The person before me is the embodiment of the Ancestral Emperor.

Although Qin Xuanxiao's personal cultivation level is limited, and this body has not yet been truly possessed, making it impossible for him to use many supernatural abilities, it is absolutely impossible for him to have no trump cards.

A figure who stood at the pinnacle of the Xuanhuang Realm hundreds of years ago, overlooking the realm for decades!

He has been a ghost for hundreds of years, and his mind and personality have changed drastically, but his methods should not be underestimated.

A drop of essence blood floated out from the storage ring in his hand, which he instantly swallowed.

Chu Huaixu guessed that this was very likely the blood of the Ancestral Emperor himself!

In fact, he guessed very accurately.

"I originally intended to consume this drop of essence blood after I possessed his body to stabilize myself."

"I never imagined it would be used today!"

But as soon as the blood entered his mouth, a familiar power surged through his limbs and bones!
A satisfied look appeared on his face.

"This is the power I possessed in my lifetime!"

"The power of the [Mountain Suppressing Manual]!"

When the Ancestral Emperor was in the Ninth Realm, the Heavenly-level cultivation technique he practiced was called the [Mountain Suppressing Manual].

Legend has it that the Xuanhuang Realm was created by a celestial being named Xuanhuang, who split the heavens and earth and shattered the chaos.

This legend bears some resemblance to the story of Pangu creating the world.

One of the eyes of the celestial being Xuanhuang transformed into the sun, and the other eye transformed into the moon.

His physical body transformed into the earth, and his 360 main bones transformed into the 360 ​​famous mountains of the Xuanhuang Realm.

Therefore, these famous mountains that correspond to the numbers of the heavens are also known as the "bones of heaven and earth"!

Legend has it that the lingering spirits of the immortals are contained within, transforming into the mountain essences of these famous mountains.

The so-called "Mountain-Suppressing Manual" is to draw upon the power of these "Heaven and Earth Bones".

The reason this place is called a monastery is because the ancestral emperor once attained enlightenment here.

The monastery has three back mountains, one of which is now called Emperor Ancestor Peak by the Yue Kingdom royal family.

But hundreds of years ago, it wasn't called that; it was called Fengxia Mountain, one of the 360 ​​famous mountains.

The Ancestral Emperor stole the power of this mountain to achieve his own Great Dao!
In an instant, the ground shook.

He instantly formed a connection with Mount Tiju behind the monastery.

Although the purple moon phantom behind him had dimmed somewhat, a tall mountain faintly emerged beneath it!
The entire audience erupted in another uproar, with many Moon Kingdom cultivators shouting out:

"This is... Emperor Ancestor Peak!"

"This is Emperor Ancestor Peak!"

"The sudden tremor just now must have been caused by the Emperor Ancestor Peak in the back mountain!"

"Is the Prince Rui's heir truly not the reincarnation of the Ancestral Emperor?"

The crowd below the arena was in shock, but those on the platform showed no surprise whatsoever.

Just as Jiang Zhi and the others had breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Chu Huaixu might win, their expressions became even more serious.

Chu Yinyin couldn't help but clench her little hands into fists.

The old woman looked worried and stared intently at everything happening on the stage.

"Hmph! All they do is rely on external things!"

Even more astonishingly, at the site of Qin Xuanxiao's severed arm, the flesh began to visibly wriggle, and then the severed arm began to regenerate!
Chu Huaixu's gaze sharpened, and he began to move.

One sword, two swords, three swords!
The Ancestral Emperor was clearly still digesting the power surging within his body, and the illusory mountain behind him would occasionally twist and contort.

After all, the system of this power is different from the power within Qin Xuanxiao's body, even though his cultivation path is actually a replication of the Ancestral Emperor.

Or rather, they simply cannot be the same!
Because the [Suppressing Mountain Manual] is a cultivation technique of the ninth realm, while Qin Xuanxiao is only at the third realm.

His journey of replicating works hasn't reached this stage yet, and he's unlikely to ever have the chance to reach it.

On the arena, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Qin Xuanxiao's severed arm had not yet fully recovered when it was shattered again by the Zhenguo Sword in Chu Huaixu's hand!
The expression on the Emperor's face began to grow increasingly ferocious.

This pain, torment, and humiliation were simply unacceptable to him.

He used to wield this sword to slaughter all enemies in the world!

"court death!"

"you wanna die!!"

The ancestral emperor's voice began to carry an endless chill and hoarseness.

The illusory mountain peaks behind him finally solidified completely, no longer distorting or blurring as they appeared.

The familiar power returned once more, finally bringing a joyful smile to the face of the Ancestral Emperor.

"Chu Huaixu, this physical body can only fire one shot at a time!"

"But this one shot will annihilate your soul!"

"If you die by this bullet, you won't have lived in vain!"

The spear's energy descended like a mountain.

Its imposing presence was like Mount Tai pressing down on you.

Qin Xuanxiao's physical body instantly turned deathly pale, as if all his vital energy had been drained.

His body began to tremble involuntarily, and even the ancestral emperor felt somewhat dizzy.

It's too weak; this container is too weak.

Compared to this, Chu Huaixu's physical body is truly perfect.

But the thought of failing to possess someone and having his four wisps of divine consciousness taken away filled the Ancestral Emperor's eyes with endless resentment and ruthlessness.

Since I can't have it anymore, I might as well die!

The speed at which the spear energy fell was not fast.

But it was as large as a mountain, covering the entire area.

Chu Huaixu had nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide.

But his face showed no fear.

Under the possession of the Ancestral Emperor, even though his cultivation was only at the third realm and he was restricted in many ways, the power of this attack was comparable to that of a great cultivator!
Although there is only a one-word difference between a cultivator and a great cultivator, there is a world of difference between them, an insurmountable chasm.

"A mere mountain dares to suppress me?!" Chu Huaixu swung his sword forward, his mind already summoning its power.

I have something that is engraved in the heavens and the earth!

——[Daoshengyi]!
A defensive barrier spread out around him, and the mountain that had been pressing down on the arena was directly blocked by this barrier.

Even more incredibly, as this barrier continued to expand outwards, it actually lifted up the mountain-like spear aura!
A mountain pressing down on you?

Then let's move the mountain!

No one knows what power Chu Huaixu used this time.

The level of this power is beyond imagination.

Situ Cheng and others watched the final of the East Continent Grand Competition that day.

That day, when Chu Huaixu fought against the evil sword, such a barrier appeared in the end.

But compared to that day, today's is undoubtedly more solid and profound.

"How is this possible?!" The Ancestral Emperor's eyes widened in fury.

But his physical body was no longer sufficient for fighting.

The Moon Emperor on the high platform cried out in alarm.

The Moon Emperor certainly won't stand idly by.

The container must not be destroyed, and the ancestral emperor must not suffer any further mishaps.

What does it matter to the dignity of the imperial family, or the fear of being ridiculed by the world? None of these things matter anymore.

Everything was just as Chu Huaixu had anticipated. If Qin Xuanxiao and the Emperor's divine sense were to encounter any problems, the Moon Emperor would definitely order all the great cultivators of the Moon Kingdom to take action.

Everything else is meaningless.

The container and the Emperor's divine will are the most important.

Moreover, he also possessed a wisp of divine thought within his body.

If the ancestor were to blame him, a single thought could cause his consciousness to collapse and his soul to be scattered!

This was true of all the Moon Emperors throughout history.

The Moon Kingdom was, after all, the Moon Kingdom of the Ancestral Emperor.

Everything here still belongs to him.

His will transcends that of all living beings in the Moon Kingdom.

This wandering ghost has haunted this country for hundreds of years.

The Moon Emperor immediately sent a telepathic message to Xiahou Yue and the others.

The three ninth-realm experts from the Moon Kingdom—the Guardian of the Nation, the Blade Master, and the Mountain Lord—made their move immediately.

Cheng Yuyan, the number one rogue cultivator in the world, took a step back and remained neutral.

But his eyes were filled with boundless excitement.

Interesting! Absolutely interesting!
Chu Huaixu, a mere young man in the third realm, has truly stirred up such a storm!
The strongest figures of the era fought and battled because of him!
Jiang Zhihe and Tianluo also heard the middle-aged Confucian scholar's voice transmission at this moment.

"Seniors, just buy me three breaths of time."

Jiang Zhi and Tianluo both nodded in agreement.

Since tens of thousands of people have gathered here, unless these cultivation giants have completely lost their humanity, they will certainly have to consider the lives of these people.

Here you'll find prodigies from all sorts of sects, royalty and nobility from the Moon Kingdom, and high-ranking figures from second- and third-rate sects.
If they were to act completely unchecked, it would be nothing short of a massacre!

The devastating aftershocks of the energy were enough to raze the monastery to the ground.

Everyone here will die!

Therefore, the battle between these top cultivators at this moment is the most primitive method among cultivators.

Each dispersed its energy, vying for dominance in the air.

To be precise, the most important thing here is that wisp of primordial power!
Others can't even see them.

This is the power of Heaven resisting!
If Jiang Zhihe and Tianluo fail to stop them now, any single strand of their energy could save the Ancestral Emperor.

Chu Huaixu could block this spear with the power of a great cultivator, but he could not resist the Ninth Realm no matter what.

The barrier created by the Tao giving birth to One is still spreading outwards.

The mountain-like spear energy had already lost half its power.

"A gentleman keeps his promises." The middle-aged scholar repeated his earlier words once again.

Holding the Eastern Continent Token of Chu Huaixu, he took a step forward.

One step and you enter the Ninth Realm!

Reversing the situation wouldn't be difficult.

—I am invincible.

The next moment, countless streams of light shot into the sky.

Those were one spirit sword after another.

Apart from the national sword on the arena, all the spirit swords in the entire capital were unsheathed.

Countless whooshing sounds echoed through the air, and all the citizens of the Moon Kingdom in the capital city looked up at the sky in horror.

These sword cultivators were completely unable to control their natal swords. In fact, before they could even react, the swords had already streaked across the sky and arrived at the monastery's training ground at an astonishing speed.

One sword, two swords, three swords, ten thousand swords!
Sword cultivators are known for their elegance and charm, making them the most numerous practitioners in the cultivation world.

All the spiritual swords in the city have gathered here.

When the sword cultivators finally realized what was happening, few of them were angry or annoyed.

Everyone's eyes were filled with nothing but shock.

Many people uttered those four words with trembling lips and shaking voices.

"【Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin】!"

This is the Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Origin!

This is the ultimate sword technique, Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!
Some who were even passionate about swordsmanship were almost moved to tears.

Many people never dream that they would have the honor of witnessing the "Return of Ten Thousand Swords" in their lifetime!
Although the Sword Master said that his technique could not be considered "Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Source", how could the world believe it?
This power far surpasses any Heavenly-level technique.

What else could this be but the Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Source?!

Tens of thousands of spirit swords gathered in the sky above the martial arts arena.

Densely packed, densely packed!
It was like dark clouds pressing down, carrying with it a powerful aura.

The middle-aged scholar made a sword incantation with his hands, causing all the spiritual swords to press down.

They continued to descend, and wherever the sword tip landed, the very essence within was shattered.

Many people in the world say that once a Sword Master enters the Ninth Realm, he becomes invincible.

This is absolutely true!

Although Xiahou Yue had the cultivation level of the fifth level of the ninth realm, it was the same.

At the training ground, tens of thousands of people couldn't help but look up, watching the tens of thousands of swords in the sky continuously pressing down and falling.

One inch, two inches, three inches.
The whole process didn't go very fast.

But such a spectacle is enough to make it unforgettable for a lifetime!

No one expected that these great cultivators from the Moon Kingdom would actually disregard the agreement to fight to the death and come to their rescue.

Even more unexpectedly, the four major sects actually went all out, and the Sword Master entered the Ninth Realm as he had said.

Everything happened quietly and without fanfare.

It was as if the bottleneck was broken with a single thought.

No terrifying celestial phenomena occurred, and no one even sensed the slightest leakage of his aura.

But the more ordinary it is, the more it proves how terrifying it is.

He could control this power with ease.

This move, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One," instantly gave the four major sects the upper hand.

Standing next to the middle-aged scholar, Situ Cheng's hair was already half gray.

His pupils trembled, his eyes were wide open, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

This guy can't possibly be a senior brother who's only slightly stronger than me!

In our previous encounter, he used the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin technique, which is why I narrowly lost.

But why is this time's Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin different from the previous one?

"Why!"

"Why!!"

Could this be the world-shaking difference between the eighth and ninth realms?

My senior brother wouldn't lie to me. He is the most honest person in the world, as everyone knows. He would never lie.

Even now, he had promised Chu Huaixu that he would enter the Nine Realms, so he did.

But the current situation is definitely not the time to ask these questions.

Situ Cheng was aware of this, but he could only ask his senior brother for clarification later.

The Moon Emperor looked at the descending spirit swords, his old face turning deathly pale with fright.

This frail and elderly emperor looked as if he could be scared to death at any moment.

"Ming Xuanji! Ming Xuanji!"

"Grand Preceptor! Activate the grand formation!" he urged repeatedly.

At this moment, Xiahou Yue and the others' vital energy was being continuously shattered.

Only the Imperial Capital's Grand Formation can withstand this [Ten Thousand Swords Return to One]!

The power of the Imperial Capital Formation far surpasses that of Xiahou Yue.

However, Ming Xuanji's expression was equally grim.

"Your Majesty, this old minister is unable to activate the great formation!"

There was no other way; the core of the Imperial Capital's grand formation was currently in Chu Huaixu's hands!
[Heart Sword] has been incorporated into the National Guardian Sword.

This sword, at this moment, will only obey his commands.

Chu Huaixu did not understand this formation, so he naturally had no power to activate the Imperial Capital Formation.

But others can't use it now either!
On the arena, the barrier of [Dao Sheng Yi] had almost completely dispelled the spear's energy.

Chu Huaixu looked up at the sky and felt that the entire training ground was shrouded in the shadow of swords.

"Is this the [Ten Thousand Swords Return to One]?" he wondered to himself.

The power of the Nine Realms unleashed the Myriad Swords Return to One!

Moreover, this kind of power cannot be considered a true return of ten thousand swords to their origin.

"So, if one day I could also reach the ninth realm, and even learn the advanced version..."

Chu Huaixu felt that he couldn't imagine the scene.

After all, although he had simulated it once in the Dao Ancestor's Secret Realm, it was not real.

Moreover, during the simulation, his personal strength is limited; although the scale is large, it does not possess such power.

As he gazed at the awe-inspiring scene above, his resolve in the Dao became stronger than ever before.

Chu Huaixu suddenly felt that a million dollars for one shot didn't seem so bad.

If I can truly learn it one day, then it will be worth it!

I don't know why, maybe it's because I'm also a sword cultivator.

Enveloped in these myriad swords, he yearned for them and gradually felt a surge of heroic spirit!

He knew very well that the ten thousand swords were not there to kill.

These ten thousand swords were there to protect him.

With the protection of these tens of thousands of spiritual swords, no one could stop anything that happened on the arena.

Chu Huaixu began to burst into laughter.

He raised the sword that guarded the nation, pointing it at the ancestral emperor who was struggling to fly through the air.

“I made that promise after Steward Niu died.”

"If I were to kill you, I would do so in front of ten thousand people!"

"Today, your life will be the first to be given!"

Chu Huaixu leaped high into the air and unleashed a sword strike.

"Come and die!!"

Emperor Yue, wielding a long spear, was slashed away by Chu Huaixu's sword.

The aftershock of this sword energy sent Qin Xuanxiao, who was already unable to hold on, flying backward and crashing towards the arena below.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, he kept calling out to the Ancestral Emperor.

Indeed, the four strands of the Emperor's divine sense relinquished control of the body at that moment.

They began to gather in the sea of ​​consciousness and attempted to break through it.

The four strands of the Emperor's divine thoughts thus detached from his body.

This severely damaged Qin Xuanxiao's sea of ​​consciousness, causing him to experience endless stinging pain, to the point that he began to go mad.

However, these four wisps of divine thought were merely making a final, desperate struggle.

Today's place is different from the Imperial Pool.

They do not possess the national destiny, nor do they have the terrifying power of the body-snatching formation.

At this moment, they were merely four wisps of divine thought.

To others, the four strands of divine sense were of extremely high rank; even ordinary ninth-realm cultivators could not harm them in the slightest when using their divine sense.

But your status is nothing in front of the Heart Sword.

Even if a cultivator has condensed their primordial spirit for hundreds or thousands of years, Chu Huaixu could kill them in an instant if he wanted to!
—The sword severs the flesh, the heart severs the soul!

"Still trying to escape?!" Chu Huaixu shouted.

The Moon Emperor cried out in terror from the high platform.

"Bold!!"

"Stop him! Stop him quickly!!!"

However, with the protection of Sword Master and others, all the great cultivators of the Moon Kingdom joined forces, but for the time being, they could not break through the protection of ten thousand swords.

Chu Huaixu stood amidst these ten thousand swords, wielding the national treasure sword and slashing forward.

The power of the Heart Sword slashes forward.

There was no sword energy, and no fancy special effects whatsoever.

It was as if he had swung an extremely simple sword in mid-air.

However, those four strands of the Emperor's divine consciousness were completely destroyed in full view of everyone.

The main soul within the ten strands of divine thought was no exception.

With a single sword strike, it was annihilated!

The Moon Empress and the female Grand Preceptor only heard a heart-wrenching scream echoing in their minds.

Immediately afterwards, the wisp of the Emperor's divine thought within their sea of ​​consciousness fell into slumber once again, just like before.

The main soul was destroyed, and no one knows how long this long slumber will last!
The old emperor's eyes gradually shifted from endless terror to calm.

Immediately afterwards, a hint of hesitation and a hint of madness flashed deep in his eyes!
He can actually sever divine thoughts!

Sever the divine will that controls the successive Moon Emperors!
The female national advisor's eyes were fixed on Chu Huaixu on the arena.

I couldn't take my eyes off it.

"He actually won?"

This was an outcome she had no idea about.

But Ming Xuanji, sitting next to her, seemed to have lost her mind.

“It’s chaos!”

"This is complete chaos!"

"The secrets of heaven are in complete chaos!!!"

A young man in the third realm, in the capital city, wielding the sword that protects the nation, annihilated the main soul of the founding emperor!

But he showed no sign of stopping.

Chu Huaixu, who had just leaped up to slash his divine thoughts towards the higher ground, now looked down at Qin Xuanxiao, who was lying on the ground.

The protagonist of this world has regained control of his body, but this physical body has been almost completely ruined.

His remaining strength could only be used to fight fear; the instinctive will to survive made him shout and beg for mercy.

"don't want."

"don't want!!"

But all of this was to no avail.

That day, the old ox knelt at his feet, and he looked down at it as if he were looking at an old dog that was not loyal enough.

But he shouldn't have let Lin Zixuan see and hear these images through her "spiritual vision" and "spiritual hearing" so that Chu Huaixu could see and hear them.

His anger had been suppressed in his heart for far too long.

Because of the old ox's death, because of the hatred that tried to possess his body!
Chu Huaixu completely ignored Qin Xuanxiao's pleas for mercy.

—A duel to the death, a fight to the death!
As Lao Tzu said, I can save the protagonists of this world, and I can also kill them!
Chu Huaixu leaped high into the air, gripping the sword hilt with both hands, and descended from the sky, plunging the sword into Qin Xuanxiao's heart in full view of everyone.

The body of Prince Rui was firmly pinned to the arena by the Zhenguo Sword!

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