The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

There was a slight issue with the chapter order yesterday, so Laoyue had to combine yesterday's two chapters into one.

This chapter also includes an update on the Chronicles of the Sword Ancestor. Readers who don't like this can skip it without affecting their reading of the subsequent plot.

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The New Calendar, The Chronicles of the Sword Ancestor, Part Five: The Tribulation Responding

The Dark Realm was deep and mysterious, with a fixed order throughout history. The dark mist and tides rose and fell in accordance with the seasons, never disordered. One day, strange phenomena suddenly occurred in the deep Dark Realm. The tides rose unexpectedly, the ominous mist surged, and the aura of corpses overflowed, disrupting the ancient rules and causing an unprecedented change.

Ancestor Shi was stationed in the Dark Domain stronghold, living in peace and security. Suddenly, he heard that his close friend was trapped in the Tidal Waves, surrounded by ominous fog, with no way to advance or retreat. Upon hearing this, Ancestor Shi did not hesitate to abandon his own safety and venture alone into the towering fog and tide. In the misty and dangerous place, he searched step by step, traversing perilous places and not avoiding the evil forces.

After much searching, he finally found his dear friend. At that time, he was being relentlessly pursued by hundreds of zombie soldiers, with a deadly trap set up, and his life was hanging by a thread. Upon seeing this, Zu was enraged. His anger surged through his chest, and he once again unleashed his supreme swordsmanship. He plucked stars from the sky as his blade, and with a single stroke, the frost-covered edge swept across the sky, annihilating all the surrounding zombies and leaving no trace of evil. He thus relieved his dear friend's siege.

After being rescued, You told Zu: "Deep beneath the tide, the corpses and evil spirits are constantly emerging, and their power is growing stronger. This time, the tide has changed, and the corpses are behaving strangely and mysteriously, gathering in layers, as if they are plotting something sinister and about to bring about a great disaster."

Having endured countless tribulations and witnessed the endless suffering of the common people at the hands of corpses, Zu Ben harbored deep resentment. Upon hearing of this secret plot, his anger burned even brighter, and his righteous indignation was hard to quell. Thus, disregarding personal danger and peril, he took only a sword and charged straight into the deepest part of the dark mist tide, reaching the lair of the corpses.

The ensuing fierce battle was shrouded in mist and concealed invisibly; no one has recounted it, no texts record it, and no one knows the details. All that is known is that the ancestor later returned to the stronghold alone, sword in hand, unharmed despite the ravages of time.

The treatise states: The heavens have changed drastically, and the evil spirits are plotting their schemes. The calamity of the underworld is enough to overturn the Dark Realm and bring ruin to the mortal world. The Sword Ancestor values ​​righteousness above personal safety, daring to enter certain death grounds for his friends. He hates evil as if it were his enemy, and dares to strike down the hidden villains for the sake of the world. Alone, he storms an army of ten thousand corpses, using his sword to quell the chaos in the Dark Realm. His deeds are hidden, yet his achievements are evident; his actions are obscure, yet his virtue shines. His righteousness is enough to help his family and friends, and his courage is enough to suppress the demonic aura—these are signs that he is gradually ascending to the highest realm.

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The New Calendar, The Chronicles of the Sword Ancestor, Chapter Six: The Tribulation Responds

The previous chapter described how the Sword Ancestor had cleared the surface layer of the Tide's corpses and broken their encirclement, but little did he know that the corpse demons' treacherous schemes did not end there. Deep within the Dark Domain, even stronger ferocious corpses led their hordes, uniting an endless army of corpses, and launched a massive invasion of the Dark Domain stronghold.

The horde of corpses pressed in, their malevolent aura obscuring the sky, their malevolent power overwhelming. Inside the stronghold, the torchbearers, seeing the overwhelming force of the bandits, were filled with fear and knew the danger of this battle. Each of them was determined to die in the line of duty, vowing to defend the stronghold to the death, and not one dared to retreat.

Seeing the fear in everyone's hearts and the impending doom of the people, Zu was filled with compassion and could not bear it. Bearing the thought of protecting the world, how could he bear to see his comrades die and his stronghold fall? So he once again went out alone, drew his sword and faced the horde of thousands of corpses, standing proudly against the boundless ferocious crowd.

This time, the invading corpse demons were of superior quality, far surpassing the previous hordes of evil in combat power, and their numbers were as vast as mountains and seas. The Ancestor fought alone against the horde, battling relentlessly. The enemy's advance was layered upon layer, their killing intent continuous, gradually plunging him into a desperate struggle, with neither advance nor retreat proving difficult. Those at the stronghold watched the battle from afar, all filled with worry, fearing that the Sword Ancestor would exhaust himself and perish; their hearts hung on the edge of their seats.

However, the ancestor possessed a divinely bestowed sword intent and a destiny of destiny; his sword heart was unwavering and far beyond that of ordinary people. At this critical moment in the desperate battle, he focused his mind, broke through barriers, and gained further enlightenment on the battlefield. His swordsmanship transcended once more, his power surged, and he attained a new realm. Immediately, his sword aura was unleashed in full force, its cold light sweeping across the dark realm, traversing the battlefield with unstoppable ferocity. The overwhelming army of corpses was swept away in an instant, and the siege of the stronghold was lifted.

Although the Ancestor swiftly defeated this wave of corpses, he knew that the chaos was far from over, the treacherous schemes were not yet finished, and the Dark Domain catastrophe was just beginning, not the end. Later records regarded this year as the beginning of the "Void," when the universe was disturbed, the Dark Domain cracked, and the great calamity of the present world began to sprout.

The treatise states: The schemes of the Corpse Demon are layered and progressive; external threats are easily overcome, but internal turmoil is inexhaustible. The Sword Ancestor twice risked his life to save his close friend and protect his comrades, remaining calm in the face of danger and breaking through seemingly insurmountable barriers. Blessed by Heaven and entrusted with the responsibility of protecting the world, he swept away countless evils to bring peace to his corner of the land. Yet, the Void Calamity has begun, and the Corpse Demon's influence has not yet subsided, demonstrating that his supreme path was forged through countless perils and trials.