Chapter 1617: A Single Sword Can Break Ten Thousand Laws

If the endless spirits that emerged in the first moments focused on malicious forces targeting the soul, then the thousands of revived weapon spirits now primarily wield a killing aura, a concentrated essence of pure destructive intent.

One must understand that every ancient divine weapon buried deep within the Tomb of Military Gods has undergone millennia of tempering, stained with the blood of countless human prodigies, and harbors a dormant, deadly killing aura. This amounted to a terrifying aura, accumulated over millions of years, now entirely concentrated.

At this moment, all souls sacrificed on the battlefield felt an involuntary shiver. It seemed that no one, except Xu Yang, who held the Ice Emperor Pagoda, could completely escape unscathed from this immense wave of killing intent. Unconsciously, Xu Yang seemed to sense the trembling souls of the hundreds of thousands of troops behind him. He decisively abandoned his merged state with the Ice Emperor Pagoda, instead pressing the brilliant ice-blue artifact above the heads of his forces.

This served as a protective medium for his comrades, shielding them against the killing aura. Meanwhile, Xu Yang himself ascended, unprotected by any artifact, daring to directly confront the thousands of awakened divine weapon spirits within the Tomb of Military Gods with his bare flesh.

“Heh heh heh, a mere human, yet possessing such fearless courage. I must indeed regard you in a new light. While you haven’t been completely torn apart by the divine weapons' killing aura, you'd best return to where you came from. Otherwise, you likely won't even know how you died.”

These words, naturally, came from the mysterious ruler guarding the Tomb of Military Gods, transmitted directly to Xu Yang’s soul world as a soul message. However, Xu Yang, being who he was, merely offered a cold smile and, without hesitation, sent back an even more powerful soul message in response.

“I came to this place with one sole purpose: to abolish your domain, annihilate your divine soul, and seize all the divine weapons under your command.”

One should know that not only was this one of the five forbidden zones on the Heavenly Path to the Tomb of Military Gods, but even in the domain of an ordinary cultivator of the Boundless Realm, for Xu Yang, as an invader, to speak to the master in such a manner was an act of unparalleled defiance.

As expected, when Xu Yang’s defiant reply resonated within the other party’s soul world, the figure hidden in the darkness abruptly rose into the air. In a domineering posture, it gazed down at Xu Yang's position in the void.

“Audacious human! Who gave you the audacity to be so brazen in the Tomb of Military Gods? You have likely never experienced a true battlefield of death.”

As its voice faded, an indistinct figure materialized around it, and hundreds of ancient divine artifacts simultaneously converged. Although these divine weapon spirits maintained a state of relative balance under the restrictions of an extremely special set of laws and rules, anyone could see that these subservient spirits had become mere soul puppets of this mysterious ruler. At his slightest command, any one of these artifacts could awaken its battle spirit and join the fight at any time.

“Damn, what kind of method does this guy employ? To be able to control so many divine weapons and sharp blades simultaneously, all by himself! If it were anyone else, simply binding their soul to just a few ancient divine weapons here would put them under immense pressure. After all, each of these ancient divine weapons possesses a unique artifact spirit; some are domineering, others gentle, and some are inherently bloodthirsty. For a single human soul to bind with even one or two divine weapons or sharp blades simultaneously is already a testament to significant power. This guy, however, binds with hundreds, even thousands, of artifact spirits simultaneously, seemingly unafraid of his soul being completely devoured by these spirits.” Such a perplexing question arose in the minds of Long Kun and the others, as no one could fathom how the opponent achieved this feat.

Little did they know, this individual had achieved entry into the Boundless Realm precisely because he had created a powerful law capable of simultaneously suppressing thousands of divine artifact spirits. In other words, his very existence was a result of his breakthrough in this particular lineage of cultivation, pioneering an unprecedented doctrine specifically designed to suppress divine artifact spirits. This breakthrough granted him the opportunity to become the ruler of this major forbidden zone.

In his current state, he served under the will of the Supreme God. Although he remained a puppet, how many desired to be such a puppet for the Supreme God's will and yet lacked the opportunity? After all, the most obvious benefit of submitting to the Supreme God and being used by him was the qualification for eternal life and immortality, which, in the eyes of countless human cultivators on the Kunlun Divine Path, was considered an honor.

However, for cultivators like Xu Yang, who possessed their own beliefs and honored their lineage, even with an extended lifespan, even with the ability to enjoy eternal, unparalleled cultivation, the prospect of being controlled by others for an entire lifetime was truly a fate worse than death. To Xu Yang, becoming a puppet of the Supreme God’s consciousness meant these individuals had lost the complete meaning of life. It was equivalent to surrendering true freedom, and what use was even the most powerful cultivation if a cultivator could not achieve freedom? Little did they know, the very revolution Xu Yang was currently undertaking aimed to lead the beast lineage in securing true freedom for their race.

“Heh heh, your so-called divine artifacts are nothing but a pile of scrap metal in my eyes. With just this one sword in my hand, I can shatter all of them. If you don’t believe me, you are welcome to try.”

After speaking, Xu Yang lightly waved his palm, and the Eternal Sword Dao before him condensed into its most brilliant sword-light form. The immense Eternal Sword Dao and its radiant blade stood before him, unleashing waves of sword qi powerful enough to make all the divine artifacts before his opponent tremble in submission.

“Oh my heavens, is this what they call the legendary ‘one sword to break all laws’? Lord Xu Yang’s mastery of the sword Dao is unfathomable. If he can truly re-validate his Dao in this place today, his comprehension in swordsmanship will surely ascend to another level.”

After all, for any sword cultivator, conquering a sword master of equal strength only provides a small increment to their comprehension of the sword Dao. However, if one can conquer the spirit of a supreme divine artifact, the enhancement brought to one’s own sword Dao is indeed terrifying. This is because the artifact spirit of every ancient divine weapon has undergone countless wars, bathed in the blood and souls of numerous peak experts, and completed its transformation. To conquer a sword artifact spirit is tantamount to conquering the cultivation essence of the thousands of human cultivators whose power it had previously absorbed.