God Emperor

Chapter 2574: Heaven Sword Soul

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The vast and ancient tomb forest in the dark undersea world.

The towering and huge sword mountain stood in the center of the tomb forest. Some of the swords were rusty and had lost their Spiritual Qi, but they still flew around it.

Perhaps swords too, had obsessions.

The swords wouldn’t return to their sheaths if the obsessions didn’t go away.

Le, Kai Luo, and Blood Wolf watched Zhang Ruochen kill his way through the tomb forest of Swordsmanship and climb to the top of Mount Sword. Finally, Zhang Ruochen jumped down from the ancient well at the top of the mountain.

At this moment, Le vaguely saw a woman in white standing under a towering tombstone in the distance.

The tombstone was very close to where Zhang Ruochen was dismembered by the myriad swords.

She was holding a blood-red sword in her hand. She wore a veil on her face, so her actual appearance could not be seen.

Le blinked his eyes and looked again. The white-clothed woman had disappeared as if he had just been hallucinating.

Oh, that’s right. It must be an illusion.

How could a cultivator silently pass through the tomb forest of Swordsmanship and arrive at the one-tenth of the 10th road?

It couldn’t be the ghost in the tomb, right?

After so many years, even the ghost had been annihilated.

Suddenly, Le’s eyes focused again and saw the white-clothed, black-haired woman. She appeared at the foot of Mount Sword and touched the cliff wall with her fingers. She looked up and read something as she walked.

In just an instant, she disappeared again.

“Do you see a woman at the foot of Mount Sword?” Le asked.

Kai Luo was stunned. He looked at the sword mountain in the distance and shook his head.

Blood Wolf standing at the side also shook its huge head.

Le said, “From the moment we came to the bottom of the sea, I always felt that someone was following us. However, I didn’t find anything when I used my spiritual power to investigate. Your spiritual power is extreme. Don’t tell me you didn’t notice anything at all?”

Kai Luo sneered. “As an assassin, you are different from other cultivators. That’s because you always wonder if other assassins who want to kill you are hiding in the dark.”

“Are you saying that I am too vigilant and paranoid?” Le asked.

Kai Luo said, “As a Hand of the World with spiritual power at level 69, my perception of the surrounding world is even better than some gods. How could you notice it with your cultivation if I didn’t?”

“I hope I’m really hallucinating.”

Le thought of something. Dragon Lord had said that a new god of Kunlun would secretly help Zhang Ruochen, but this new God had never appeared.

Perhaps his perception was not wrong, and what he saw was not an illusion.

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Humans had three souls and seven spirits.

The soul was divided into Celestial Soul, Earth Soul, and Human Soul.

Celestial Soul and Earth Soul were not in the human body.

Earth Soul was the shadow under the feet.

Celestial Soul was a part of Deva Path, and ordinary cultivators could not sense it.

A cultivator’s saint soul was formed by the battle soul, which was developed by Human Soul.

As for seven spirits, few cultivators practiced it. At least Zhang Ruochen had never come into contact with the cultivation path of seven spirits nor the practice of seven spirits.

It was the first time he had heard of the sword spirit.

Jumping into the ancient well, Zhang Ruochen felt like he had suddenly jumped into a pitch-black divine sea. The ice-cold, bone-chilling sea water surged from all directions, freezing his body to the point that it was almost frozen.

Images appeared before his eyes one after another. There was the glorious and magnificent scenery of the Swordsmanship civilization, the graceful scene of thousands of swords flying out of the spiritual mountain. The beauty of a man and a woman practicing sword moves under the sunset by the sea.

Suddenly, fireballs flew across the sky.

Each fireball was a destructive star that fell into the world of Swordsmanship civilization. The earth shook, volcanoes erupted, and tsunamis rose into the sky.

Even the sun hanging high in the sky was shattered.

Black clouds rolled and covered the sky.

Among the mountains, in the Sword Palace, in the deep mountains and valleys, divine swords flew out and hit the sky. Each had a majestic and holy figure standing on the sacred swords and charging toward the rolling black clouds.

In the black clouds, an incomparably colossal hand stretched out.

Instantly, those divine figures exploded and shattered in the air like they were made of sand. Only the swords fell back to the ground. The bodies of the swords were stained with blood.

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The scene in front of them was filled with a destructive aura. All the beautiful things in the world had been destroyed, causing people to feel sad and sorrowful.

The giant palm in the sky gave people a sense of suffocation. It made people feel hopeless and powerless as if it were God’s hand. It felt like the people it wanted to destroy would definitely die.

Zhang Ruochen knew that most of the scenes in front of him were things that had happened before.

A blurry shadow appeared in the water. It was an old man with a white beard and white hair. His tone was distant and sad, “Swordshpere is destroyed! There is an invisible hand in the universe making its own rules. Once a powerful civilization appears, it will be destroyed by it.”

“Is it because that Swordsphere was a threat to it?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

The figure did not answer his question, “You came with Wordless Sword Manual. This means that we are fated to meet. You have a sword cultivator, which means that you are the guardian of the new civilization generation in Swordsphere.

“You have a fearless spirit and a sense of loyalty. You are not afraid of death but want to save your friend. You have been recognized by the heroic spirits of the entire Swordsphere Therefore, you are qualified to inherit my sword soul.

“The sword spirit is the vitality of the sword.

“The sword has two sides. One side is to kill all the evil in the world, and the other is to save and protect the goodness in the world. The sword’s tip represents an indomitable spirit, unceasing self-improvement while it pierces through the clouds. Even if there are layers of pressure on top of the head, it will never yield. The sword should be equal, free, and the most beautiful...”

Swoosh—

The light and shadow shattered and turned into a rain of light.

The rain of light revolved around Zhang Ruochen and rushed into his body.

Zhang Ruochen felt that his body was expanding infinitely. The sword spirit that surged into his body was somewhat similar to the power left in his body by the myriad swords, but it was purer and more powerful.

It was so powerful that Zhang Ruochen could not bear it.

His Sea of Qi, internal organs, meridians, bones, blood, and every part of his body absorbed the power, including his Saint Soul. His saint soul was growing rapidly.

Soul! Spirit!

The soul was inseparable from the spirit. The spirit was inseparable from the soul.

“ARGH!”

Zhang Ruochen let out a long cry and flew toward the well.

At the top of Mount Sword, an extremely bright light column rushed out of the ancient well.

Zhang Ruochen’s body was suspended in the light column. The swords initially flying around Mount Sword rushed towards the light column and flew around him. At this moment, he was like the Master of the Swordsphere, the young Sword God.

“What a powerful power of Swordsmanship. What kind of encounter did Zhang Ruochen get?” Kai Luo’s eyes were full of jealousy. He wanted to kill Le and Blood Wolf and rush to Mount Sword to seize the opportunity.

Le felt the killing intent from him and stared at him.

Howl!

Blood Wolf let out a long howl. Kai Luo hugs his head with his hands. His saint soul was gnawed by a pack of wolves. He rolled on the ground in pain and begged. Finally, he knelt in front of Blood Wolf.

“Precepts of Swordsmanship between heaven and earth are flowing. Did he succeed?”

Le looked at the top of Mount Sword again.

Precepts of Swordsmanship between heaven and earth gathered above Zhang Ruochen’s head and condensed into a faint shadow of a soul.

“He successfully condensed Heaven Sword Soul in Hundred-Shackle Realm.” A smile appeared on Le’s lips.

As Heaven Sword Soul was formed, the swords initially buried in the tomb broke out of the ground and rushed into the sky. They turned into thousands of sword rivers and flew around Zhang Ruochen.

The power of the Ancestral Swordmaster’s sword soul was too strong. Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation could not bear it.

His skin began to explode and turn into wisps of blood mist.

Just when Zhang Ruochen thought that his body was about to be crushed by the power of the sword spirit, Shenwu Mark of Time and Dimension between his eyebrows began to mobilize quickly and absorbed the boundless energy of the sword spirit.

Zhang Ruochen felt light all over and landed on the top of Mount Sword.

His body was emitting a bright white light. Each light strand was a strand of Sword Qi with an unbreakable power.

“What a powerful sword soul! Only a few of it was absorbed by my seven spirits, but most of it was stored in my Sea of Qi, organs, meridians, bones, and blood. And some of them were absorbed by Shenwu Mark of Time and Dimension.”

Zhang Ruochen touched the space between his eyebrows. He ignored the part of the sword spirit that had been absorbed into Shenwu Mark of Time and Dimension for the time being. It was more important to control the part of the sword spirit in his body.

Otherwise, he would be no different from a hedgehog if he walked out in his current state.

Whether an enemy or a friend, they would be injured if exposed to the light from his body. No one could get close to him.

“But how can I control the sword spirit?”

Just as Zhang Ruochen was puzzled, Wordless Sword Manual in the form of a stone sword flew out of the ancient well and stuck in front of him. Golden characters appeared on the stone sword.

The golden characters turned into little golden people and assumed different postures.

“I see.”

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged and followed the characters and postures in Wordless Sword Manual. He formed sword gestures with his hands.

As for why Wordless Sword Manual showed how to cultivate and control the sword soul, it might have something to do with flying into the ancient well.

Time flew by.

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged on the top of Mount Sword for half a month. The light on his body gradually dimmed and returned to his body. He refined it into the seven spirits.

The seven spirits all materialized and turned into seven extremely bright swords floating above the sky-reaching river in the Sea of Qi.

“It’s done!”

Zhang Ruochen stood up. His figure was clear as jade, and his long hair swayed in the water. Suddenly, he thought of something and summoned Ancient Abyssal Blade, swimming with the myriad swords, back into his hand.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

He carved a few lines on the stone tablet beside the ancient well:

“Now that I have the sword spirit of Ancestral Swordmaster, I will definitely reach the top of Swordsmanship in the future. I will bring Swordsmanship to greater heights, and the spirit of Swordsmanship will be eternal.

“If darkness falls again, I will definitely be the one at the forefront.”

Zhang Ruochen put away his sword and stood proudly.

Countless swords flying in the water seemed to feel his will. They flew over and stabbed into Mount Sword. Some of the swords shone with divine light. After countless years, the divinity on the swords hadn’t been erased.

Zhang Ruochen looked down at the tombstones. He couldn’t help but think that the incomplete Swordsmanship could be listed as one of the 72 Paths of Supreme Saint. If the complete Swordsmanship was born, would it be qualified to be on par with the nine Path of the Ancients?

At least the battle techniques could be on par.

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