The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

The demonic Kun fell silent.

It stared intently at Chen Xuan, sensing the unfathomable power contained within that figure in green robes.

Suddenly, it laughed.

His laughter was ferocious, his laughter was maniacal.

"Very well! So you've been hiding your strength all along! Seven thousand years ago, you sealed me with your Nascent Soul cultivation. I admit defeat!"

"But today... do you think you can suppress me as easily as you did seven thousand years ago?!"

It roared, and its demonic energy surged wildly!

"Seven thousand years! Under the seal, I have been constantly devouring the spiritual veins of the seabed! Now, my cultivation... has reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm!"

"boom!!!"

The crack exploded!

A colossal creature rose into the sky from the seabed!

It was a terrifying behemoth that resembled a whale but had the head of a dragon. It was over three thousand feet long, covered with jet-black scales, and had nine bone spurs on its back, each of which was wrapped in dense demonic energy!

The Nine Abyss Demon Kun has revealed its true form!

The pressure from the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm swept across a radius of a thousand miles!

Seawater surged in, clouds shattered, and the three Lingxiao fleets were forced to retreat repeatedly, with their psionic shields overloaded simultaneously!

"Holy Master, be careful!"

Wang Mingyuan roared.

Chen Xuan stood before the Demon Kun, like a speck of dust facing a mountain.

But his expression remained calm.

"Early stage of Nascent Soul?"

He said softly, "Seven thousand years of devouring the spiritual veins at the bottom of the sea, and you've only reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm... You're too slow."

The demonic Kun roared, "Arrogant! I'd like to see how much you've improved in these seven thousand years!"

It opened its enormous maw, and a jet-black ball of light condensed within it—that was its innate divine power, forged over seven thousand years by devouring the spiritual veins of the seabed!

"Nine Abyss - Devouring the Heavens!"

The pitch-black ball of light shot out with a roar, swelled in the wind, and transformed into a black vortex with a diameter of a thousand feet!

The vortex contains a terrifying devouring power; wherever it passes, seawater, air, spiritual energy, and even light are forcibly sucked into it!

This is the strongest attack from the Demon Kun, which is close to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm!

Chen Xuan looked at the black vortex that was devouring everything and finally became serious.

He formed a mudra with his hands.

This time, it wasn't the Cangming Sword Technique.

Instead... it's another set of supernatural powers.

"Hun Yuan Seal - Stabilizing the Sea"

He formed the "Hun Yuan Seal" with his left hand and the "Ding Hai Seal" with his right hand, bringing his hands together and merging the two seals!

The Primordial Chaos Seal is a suppressive divine power he developed seven thousand years ago while studying the spiritual veins of the sea eye at the bottom of the East Sea for a hundred years. The Sea-Stabilizing Seal is a stabilizing divine power he developed five thousand years ago while studying the earth's veins beneath the shifting sands of the Western Desert for a hundred years.

When the two seals are combined, they become the Hunyuan Dinghai Seal!

"town!"

He uttered a single word and pushed it out with both hands.

A colossal seal, ten thousand feet tall, interwoven with azure and earthy yellow hues, descended from the sky! At the base of the seal, the power of primordial chaos suppressed all evil spirits, while the power of the sea stabilized the four directions of space!

The black vortex collided with the Hunyuan Dinghai Seal—

"Boom—!!!"

The heavens and earth trembled! The sea surged with towering waves! The protective array on Penglai Island shook violently, nearly collapsing!

But the black vortex... was suppressed.

Like a raging beast having its head pinned down, the swallowing vortex, thousands of feet in diameter, shrank and disintegrated inch by inch under the suppression of the Hunyuan Dinghai Seal, and finally... collapsed with a roar!

"Pfft!" The demon Kun spat out black blood, its innate divine power was broken, and it suffered a severe backlash!

"Impossible!" it roared, "You... what kind of divine power do you possess?! How can you restrain my Devouring Heaven technique?!"

Chen Xuan withdrew the seal and said calmly:

"The Primordial Sea-Stabilizing Seal. It is specifically designed to counter all devouring-type supernatural abilities."

"When I sealed you seven thousand years ago, I foresaw that one day you would break the seal by devouring others."

So, over these seven thousand years... I specially prepared this gift for you.

The demonic Kun was ice-cold all over.

It finally understood.

The person in front of me is not only unfathomably powerful, but also frighteningly meticulous.

When it was sealed away seven thousand years ago, the plan was already in place for today, seven thousand years later!

"Who...who are you?!"

The demonic Kun's voice trembled, "Cangming Sword Master is just an alias, isn't it? What... is your true identity?!"

Chen Xuan did not answer.

He raised his hand, and the azure sword light condensed once more.

This time, the sword light was more dazzling than ever before.

"The seventh move of the Cangming Sword Technique, Cangming: Severing the Sea."

A sword pointing vertically downwards.

The azure sword light transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long sword beam that stretched across the sky, slashing down towards the demon Kun!

This sword strike contained all of Chen Xuan's understanding of the Dao of "Sea" over the past seven thousand years.

Within the sword light, there is the rhythm of the ebb and flow of the tide, the grandeur of surging waves, the depth of the ocean floor, and the vastness of the horizon where the sea meets the sky.

This is... the true "Azure Sea" sword!

The demonic Kun fought back desperately.

It unleashed nine bone spikes, transforming them into nine bone shields; it burned its demonic blood, creating nine layers of demonic energy barriers in front of it.

It even detonated part of its original demonic core, attempting to sabotage itself for a chance at survival!

But it didn't work.

As the Cangming sword light fell, the nine bone shields shattered like paper, and the nine layers of demonic energy barrier evaporated silently. The power of the self-destructing origin was completely wiped out by the "purification" power contained in the sword light!

The sword light pierced into the body of the demonic Kun—

"Sizzle!!!"

From the center of the dragon's head to the end of the whale's tail, the three-thousand-foot-long true form of the demonic Kun... was cleaved in two by a single sword strike!

The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and black blood poured out like a waterfall, staining the hundred-mile sea black!

"ah!!!"

The two halves of the demonic Kun struggled frantically in the seawater, trying to reassemble.

But the Cangming sword intent, like a carbuncle clinging to the bone, remained at the cut, preventing any healing!

The more it struggled, the wider the wound tore open! The more black blood was lost!

Finally... the two halves of the body stopped struggling.

The Nine Abyss Demon Kun has perished.

Chen Xuan sheathed his sword and watched the corpse of the demonic Kun slowly sink into the seabed, his expression calm.

He raised his hand, and the azure sword light transformed into countless fine threads, drilling into the cracked seal on the seabed.

Fine threads weave and intertwine, stitching the cracks back together and repairing the damaged base.

Three breaths later, the Nine Abyss Demon Suppression Formation was restored to its original state, even more robust than it was seven thousand years ago.

Having done all this, Chen Xuan turned around, ready to leave.

But at this very moment—

"Sword Master...please wait."

An old, trembling voice came from the direction of Penglai Island.

Chen Xuan turned around.

On Penglai Island, the protective array of the East Sea Sword Sect had been removed.

An elderly man with white hair, supported by two disciples, shakily waded across the waves.

The old man was dressed in a tattered Taoist robe, his face withered, but his cloudy old eyes were now shining with a light that was a mixture of excitement and awe.

He walked up to Chen Xuan, knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed, refusing to rise.

"Shen Cangming, the seventh-generation leader of the East Sea Sword Sect... pays respects to Sword Master Cangming!"

Chen Xuan looked at him, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "Your surname is Shen?"

"Yes."

The old man looked up, tears streaming down his face, "My ancestor Shen Lang was the sword-bearing boy beside the Sword Master seven thousand years ago."

"After sealing the Demon Kun, the Sword Master drifted away, and our ancestor stayed on Penglai Island, where he founded the East Sea Sword Sect and guarded the seal for generations."

"Before his death, he left behind ancestral instructions: if the seal changes and the Sword Master reappears, the descendants of the Shen family must greet him with their lives!"

With trembling hands, he took out a rusty ancient sword from his robes and presented it to the emperor.

"This sword... is named 'Cangming'. It was left on Penglai Island by the Sword Master seven thousand years ago after he sealed the Demon Kun. Our ancestors have worshipped it for generations and dared not desecrate it in the slightest."

"Today... the item has been returned to its rightful owner."

Chen Xuan took the ancient sword.