Chapter 918: Sacred Array Binding Demon Sword, Demon Sword Anxiously Chooses Its Master

The Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array was fully formed in an instant.

Countless spirit refiners in the Eastern Heavenly King City and Yunlun Mountain Range suddenly achieved enlightenment. After their breakthrough and awakening, these individuals looked up at the intricate Heavenly Dao array patterns in the sky, without even bothering to stabilize their cultivation, and stared in awe.

A one hundred thousand-mile Heavenly Dao Grand Array!

Although it was only set up above the Yunlun Mountain Range, it encompassed the Eastern Heavenly King City as well. What an astonishing and terrifying ability this was!

“If this Heavenly Dao Grand Array were to attack us…”

No one dared to continue that thought.

A Saint-level Heavenly Dao Array, let alone targeting ordinary spirit refiners, could almost instantly annihilate even Void cultivators with a single move.

When a Saint makes a move, their power is boundless!

But clearly, the Heavenly Dao array Dao Qiongcang set up, spanning two regions, was not meant to target mortals, but rather the Demonic Emperor Black Dragon of Void Island’s inner island.

“Thump-thump!”

The heartbeat within the Sacred Emperor Dragon Scale suddenly accelerated, as if it too was terrified.

“Buzzing!”

The demonic sword, Myriad Weapons Demonic Lord, which had just destroyed the arrow of the Evil Sin Bow, was originally full of vigor, but now seemed to wilt. Trapped by the grand array, it trembled uneasily.

Rao Yaoyao stared at the Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array, and like all the spirit refiners looking up at the sky, her heart was filled with anticipation.

Dao Qiongcang, once ranked third among the Ten Revered Seats, and now the Head of the Holy Divine Temple, a Half-Saint cultivator – how many years had it been since he last made a move?

The world often says that divine beings favor the Dao, which is why in this world, spirit refining can be successfully achieved. And Dao Qiongcang was almost the very god in the hearts of all spirit refiners on the Holy Divine Continent. Whether in terms of power, status, or strength, he was the supreme foremost figure of the current era.

Now, facing the provocation from the Demonic Emperor Black Dragon of Void Island’s inner island, he would surely use thunderous methods to suppress everything, right?

Amidst everyone’s anticipation, the Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array moved!

The Heavenly Dao array patterns, encompassing a hundred thousand miles of territory, erupted with boundless light the moment they fully formed, like a scorching sun, making it impossible to look directly at with the naked eye.

“Sacred Power!”

“What dazzling Sacred Power, it has completely materialized! How terrifying is this power?!”

Someone among the Void cultivators was so scared their scalp tingled. Some of them had seen Saint statues. In comparison, the Saint Power of the Saint statues compared to the Sacred Power of the current Heavenly Dao Grand Array was almost like a wisp of smoke compared to a sea of clouds.

Everyone was afraid that Dao Qiongcang, like the Sacred Emperor Dragon Scale, would require sacrificing the flesh and blood of Path-Cutting and Void cultivators once he made a move.

But precisely, Dao Qiongcang's move was extremely measured. He directed his sharp edge towards the Sacred Emperor Dragon Scale and the demonic sword, Myriad Weapons Demonic Lord, while entrusting his gentle side entirely to all the spirit refiners present who were not involved in the battle, as if fearing that even a trace of his residual power leaking out would completely pulverize the Eastern Heavenly King City and the Yunlun Mountain Range.

All the spirit refiners encompassed by the Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array only felt a slight discomfort the moment the Heavenly Dao array patterns flared brightly. The next second, this discomfort was replaced by delight.

“Mmm, so good,” some began to groan in pleasure.

“I feel like I’ve returned to my infancy, back in my mother’s embrace. This feeling of attachment… it’s so comfortable! Alas, my old mother has passed away. What’s going on? Why am I suddenly thinking of this?” Someone burst into tears.

“On the contrary, I feel like I’ve entered a world that perfectly fits me. This feeling of pleasant laziness is something that… well, only comes after complete release.” Someone’s face flushed with pleasure.

“Is this really going to be a war?”

“When Hall Master Dao makes a move… his control over power is truly masterful to the extreme. It doesn't affect us at all.”

“Such warm Sacred Power, such a considerate Hall Master Dao!”

All the spirit refiners felt as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, and after their souls achieved enlightenment, they felt light and ethereal, as if they were about to float up into the sky with the surging Sacred Power.

But the Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array suddenly trembled, the heavens and earth changed color, waking everyone up.

Floating clouds moved in the void, outlining the silhouette of a Saint's phantom image, so tall it seemed to support the sky, faintly discernible. Although the face of this phantom image was completely indiscernible, everyone only needed to glance at it to feel that he was handsome and refined, with the appearance of an immortal with crane-like hair, and they could directly substitute him into the most perfect image they had imagined in their minds.

The Saint seemed to leisurely step through the void, though in reality, he didn't move, but his image was infinitely magnified in everyone’s minds. He 'walked' before the Sacred Emperor Dragon Scale and Myriad Weapons Demonic Lord, which were as tiny as grains of millet, and suddenly, a sound of enlightenment permeated the void, drifting in from all directions.

“The Three Thousand Great Daos, named 'Seal', transform into chains, to imprison the corporeal…”

The echoes resonated boundlessly.

Everyone’s minds were purified, and they felt as if their souls had been sublimated.

Then, the Saint formed from clouds and mist, after uttering the sacred words, smiled faintly, raised his cloud-like sleeve, and pointed a celestial finger.

“By decree!”

His words became law, and the Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array, as if summoned by a deity, responded and moved.

Above the sky, three thousand white chains of light suddenly extended from an unknown place, carrying boundless sealing power, and rushed towards the Sacred Emperor Dragon Scale and Myriad Weapons Demonic Lord.

“Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump…”

The Sacred Emperor Dragon Scale’s heartbeat pounded furiously, as if in extreme urgency. Each beat disrupted the heartbeats of thousands of spirit refiners, making them feel very uncomfortable.

“Clang—”

The demonic sword, Myriad Weapons Demonic Lord, also refused to be bound. The moment the Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array moved, it responded with a resounding sword cry and shot into the sky.

“Swish, swish, swish…”

The demonic sword danced wildly, instantly slashing out three thousand black sword shadows in the void, which clashed with the three thousand Dao chains of the Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array.

“Boom, boom, boom!”

Space shattered, and black holes collapsed. The terrifying explosions caused people’s eardrums to bleed. This was a confrontation at the Sacred Power level, which mortals were inherently unable to perceive. How could their mortal ears eavesdrop on the sounds of a Saint war?

Seeing this, the Saint formed from clouds and mist displayed a compassionate expression, paused in the void, then, as if guiding the way for immortals, he pointed into the air.

“Return to peace…”

A gentle sacred sound reappeared in everyone’s ears. With this sound, the Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array descended boundless radiant light, purifying all the sounds of the Saint war and restoring the tormented spirit refiners to a perfect state.

Everyone looked up in shock. Yet they saw that the battle in the sky had not ended, and the chains of light and sword shadows were still clashing. Even though space was shattering, and the commotion was immense. But at this moment, the scene was not as unbearable as before; it was more like everyone was watching the battle through a screen, and the experience was excellent. Moreover, the roaring sounds in their ears had also turned into crisp 'pop-pop' sounds. All noise was purified.

“Sacred Power!”

“What powerful use of ability! Hall Master Dao is considering us mortals and doesn't want us to suffer from the Saint war!”

“Such a warm voice, such a considerate Hall Master Dao!”

Unconsciously, all the spirit refiners were influenced by every move of the Saint formed from clouds and mist, developing reverence in their hearts and establishing faith.

“Terrifying…” Rao Yaoyao watched, her heart chilling. She knew clearly that Dao Qiongcang was not intentionally using Sacred Power to influence everyone’s minds. But every action of a Half-Saint would have a significant impact on the souls of mortal spirit refiners, and even the Heavenly Dao itself.

After this battle, as long as word spread, it was likely that even in the Eastern Region, the title of 'Hall Master Dao' would not be any less prestigious than 'Eighth Sword Immortal'.

At the edge of the sky.

The demonic sword, Myriad Weapons Demonic Lord, had only been resisting the might of the Half-Saint with its own power for a short while before it started to struggle. It was a famous sword, not a Sacred Emperor itself. Its ability to destroy the arrow of the Evil Sin Bow had already demonstrated immense power. But now that Dao Qiongcang was unleashing his full power, a famous sword’s true power largely depended on its wielder’s ability. Myriad Weapons Demonic Lord had no wielder, unable to exert even a tenth of its own might. How could it possibly contend with a Saint-level grand array like the Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array?

“Crack, crack, crack!”

After shattering one wave of chains of light and facing the endless second and third waves of chains of light, the demonic sword finally could no longer withstand the assault and was bound by the Heavenly Dao chains manifested by the Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array, tied up like a sword-dumpling.

“Whimper…”

A choked sword cry pierced the hearts of all sword cultivators at that moment.

“It’s calling me!”

The sword cultivators in the Eastern Heavenly King City and Yunlun Mountain Range each had red light in their eyes and grew excited. The content of this cry could only be clearly heard by sword cultivators.

“Help me…”

“Become the wielder of the demonic sword, and we can jointly slay the Half-Saint! Come quickly and help me…”

The Eastern Heavenly King City fell into chaos!

The Yunlun Mountain Range fell into chaos!

After this whimpering sword cry, countless sword cultivators surged into the sky, intending to pull the demonic sword from its bound state and become the wielder of that legendary famous sword!

On the Fourth Dragon Vein, Mu Zixi, transformed by Xu Xiaoshou, also received the summons. As an orthodox ancient sword cultivator and a true wielder of famous swords, the summons he received was even clearer than what ordinary sword cultivators heard.

“You are the Lord of Swordsmanship, you are the reincarnation of the Sword God, you are the future of ancient sword cultivators!”

“Come on, kid, pull me out, control me, possess me! Become the wielder of the demonic sword, and you will have the right to look down upon the world and the ability to slay Half-Saints!”

“I can grant you everything, everything you desire!”

The voice was too clear, too alluring. However, Xu Xiaoshou's eyes didn't even have time to turn red.

“Clang—”

Within his Yuan Mansion World, a sword cry also resonated, even clearer and more penetrating than that of Myriad Weapons Demonic Lord.

The proud You Si Sword, like a fierce god disdainful of everything in the mortal world, let out a cold snort and rebuked, “Scram!”

The usually silent Yan Mang was also enraged, as if a flame god began to scorch everything: “A demonic sword that never acknowledges a wielder’s qualification, and has never even achieved Heaven’s Liberation once—what right does it have to be listed among the famous swords alongside me? You shouldn’t be Famous Sword Twenty-One, but an ordinary sword!”

“???” Xu Xiaoshou listened, stunned. His two swords were actually spiritual enough to speak, but had simply never spoken? Were they enraged by the demonic sword, Myriad Weapons Demonic Lord, this time, and thus picked up their 'keyboards' and started spouting insults?

It took Xu Xiaoshou a long time to recover from the fact that You Si Sword and Yan Mang had spoken. He knew this was just the two swords communicating with the demonic sword through his own soul, but it was still too astonishing!

However, the next second, something even more surprising occurred. Cang Ku was like a little brother following behind two elder brothers; since the elder brothers had spoken, it couldn’t just stand by. But the demonic sword on the other side was also an elder brother, so it trembled, carefully choosing its words, and cautiously followed up with a reprimand: “G-get… get lost…” It didn’t dare to say “scram” like the fierce You Si Sword, nor did it dare to speak at length like the famous Yan Mang sword; it could only say this. After speaking, this fellow then squirmed like a maggot in the Yuan Mansion World: “Whimper, whimpers, so scared…”

Xu Xiaoshou: ???

His eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Cang Ku could also speak? Since when?

Xu Xiaoshou observed carefully; Cang Ku was indeed still just a sixth-grade spirit sword, with no signs of a sudden breakthrough of several grades. But its spiritual intelligence was already very mature. This was clearly the level of spiritual intelligence that only a third-grade spirit sword could possess. Generally, newly forged third-grade spirit swords would struggle to develop such mature spiritual intelligence.

“That’s not right. During this time, I was either causing trouble in the King City or entering the Yunlun Mountain Range for trials. I didn’t have much time to observe swords. How could Cang Ku have grown so fast?” Xu Xiaoshou wondered.

He soon thought of “Fame Nourishment.” In this world, there were two ways for spirit swords to advance. One was to be reforged, which was a dead end and rarely led to the birth of spiritual intelligence. The second was to follow the path of famous swords, relying on the wielder’s fame to nourish their cultivation with the power of the Heavenly Dao. Cang Ku had an additional aid, the 'Sword-Gazing Art', on its path to becoming a famous sword, compared to others, but gaining fame through sword-gazing wouldn’t be this fast. The only thing Xu Xiaoshou could think of was the orthodox 'Fame Nourishment'.

On this continent, the most famous sword that followed the 'Fame Nourishment' path and ultimately became renowned was Ba Zun'an’s primary sword, Qing Ju. Qing Ju was originally an unknown sword, not even considered a tenth-grade weapon. But it was the sword that had been with Ba Zun'an the longest, and later, as Ba Zun'an became famous throughout the world, Qing Ju also grew to a level comparable to other famous swords. Among swords following the 'Fame Nourishment' path, apart from the twenty-one famous swords renowned since ancient times, Qing Ju was the strongest in the current era! Although Qing Ju was broken after Ba Zun'an's 'demise' in that battle, even after breaking, it not only didn't decline but also earned the title 'Broken Sword'.

Ba Zun'an, whose height reached the heavens—who would dare to face half of Qing Ju?

Broken Sword Qing Ju was clearly not among the twenty-one famous swords, yet it held a title equal to that of ancient famous swords like Evil Sword Yue Lian, Flame Sword Yan Mang, and Demonic Sword Nu Lan’s Voice. This was enough to show Qing Ju’s power!

And now, Cang Ku seemed to be on this path as well?

Xu Xiaoshou looked inside his Yuan Mansion at Cang Ku, who was squirming repeatedly after echoing their words and being furiously beaten by the two elder brothers, and his expression turned strange. So, during this period, Cang Ku was both nourishing itself with its burgeoning fame and cultivating alongside the two elder brothers?

No way…

It was just a fantasy at the time; Cang Ku doesn’t actually have the potential to become a famous sword, does it? If this whimpering creature were to truly become a famous sword, what would its title be?

Above the Yunlun Mountain Range.

With the protection of his two swords, the alluring words of the demonic sword, Myriad Weapons Demonic Lord, failed to sway Xu Xiaoshou's mind in the slightest, and didn’t even expose the fact that he was actually a sword cultivator. But sword cultivators elsewhere were completely different. After the demonic sword’s whimper, a large number of sword cultivators flew from the Eastern Heavenly King City, abandoned their trials in the Yunlun Mountain Range, and surged into the sky together. Most of them were Eastern Region sword cultivators.

This dense crowd flew upwards like a swarm of locusts. Their quest for food was not inherently wrong, but the outcome of their crossing would surely be dire. They couldn’t be forcibly stopped, and couldn’t be directly killed. Even Rao Yaoyao found it a headache to watch.

The Saint formed from clouds and mist, however, paid no mind and merely let out a soft cry.

“Deceptive words misleading the masses shall be punished!”

With a rumble, the Ten Epochs Sacred Spirit Array emanated ten streams of light, which shot directly towards the demonic sword, held tight by the Heavenly Dao chains. The poor demonic sword, without a wielder, was instantly struck by the Half-Saint’s mighty power and dimmed completely.