Ji Tianxing had managed to find out Yun Yao's whereabouts with just a few clues.
Although he could not see Yun Yao for the time being …
He believed that there would be results in half a year.
In this half a year, what he needed to do was to frantically increase his strength!
When he had checked the mysterious imprint, he had used his consciousness to scan hundreds of thousands of ancient books.
These books recorded the history of Shenwu Continent, as well as the events of the past few thousand years.
There were thousands of history books that mentioned Kenshin's deeds and news.
Ji Tianxing calmed down and recalled the contents of these books. He quickly sorted out his thoughts.
He also had a clearer understanding of the Sword God's life and the various legends and deeds he had done.
One thousand five hundred and eighty years ago, a mysterious white-robed youth had appeared on the Shenwu Continent.
At that time, he had been a nobody, and he had been alone. He wore a white robe and a pair of cloth shoes, and he held an ancient, pitch-black sword as he walked the world.
No one knew where he had come from, and no one knew where he had gone.
His cold arrogance and loneliness seemed to have been innate, making it impossible for anyone to approach him.
His first battle was the battle that had made him famous!
The top youth genius of the Misty Flow Empire, a powerhouse at the ninth level of the Primordial Spirit realm, had been defeated by a single sword strike at the peak of the imperial city!
His unfathomable and transcendent swordsmanship caused many experts to exclaim in admiration.
In a short three years, the white-robed youth had appeared in a neighboring country.
Two Tribulation Realm powerhouses had led many Primordial Spirit powerhouses to besiege him.
On Moonset Peak, he had single-handedly killed more than ten Primordial Spirit powerhouses with his sword, and he had even destroyed the souls of the two Tribulation Realm powerhouses.
It was said that at that time, his sword-light had traversed fifteen thousand kilometers, and his sword had been like the moon splitting the heavens.
From then on, the white-robed youth had gained a name, and he was known as Kenshin.
In the following thirty years, Kenshin was like a traveler, crossing over a dozen empires.
The name Kenshin had attracted countless criticisms, as well as attacks and attacks for no reason.
However, he had crossed over the territories of the three Divine Kingdoms and fought with various powerhouses. He had fought thousands of times, but he had never been defeated.
From Third Tribulation Martial Lords to Fifth Tribulation Martial Lords to Ninth Tribulation Martial Lords, they were all defeated by his sword.
He had once been surrounded and heavily injured, his blood staining the sky.
However, he would rather break than submit and press forward courageously.
Thirty years later, when he arrived at the Martial Holy Land of the Luo River Divine Nation, he was already a Martial Saint.
From then on, people were surprised to find that the sword in Kenshin's hand had disappeared.
No matter how strong his opponent or enemy was, he was always empty-handed.
The mysterious black sword would only appear out of thin air at the critical moment of his battle with the enemy and defeat him with a single strike!
Legend has it that Kenshin was carefree and unrestrained throughout his life. He was not bound by anyone and never owed anyone favors.
After he had reached the Martial Sage Realm, he had set up a training ground at the peak of the Pillar of Heavens Mountains and used the Nine Heavens Wind Lightning Flame to practice his swordsmanship.
Furthermore, he had announced that he was inviting Martial Saints from all over the world to challenge him.
In just twenty years, he had defeated more than thirty Martial Sages and had never been defeated.
Kenshin's name was like the sun in the sky, and he had intimidated the entire Shenwu Continent. He was second only to the three Martial Gods.
However, for some reason, when his reputation was at its peak, he had disappeared for twenty years.
No one knew where he had gone during those twenty years.
However, when Ji Tianxing saw this information and combined it with the history he had learned in the Tianxuan Continent, he immediately guessed the answer.
During those twenty years, Kenshin had gone to the Tianxuan Continent to suppress the Ancient Demon Emperor!
Many years later, in a secret realm of the Luo River Divine Nation, a divine light that covered the sky lit up.
Half of the divine nation was covered by this light, and it did not disappear for three months.
According to the historical records, this divine light was a phenomenon of a Martial Saint becoming a Martial God.
Not long after, a piece of shocking news spread from the Luo River Divine Nation's divine palace.
Kenshin had returned!
Moreover, Sword God and Luoshui Martial God had fought in the Nine Heavens and defeated Luoshui Martial God in three moves.
After that, Kenshin had even enlightened Martial God Luo River, allowing him to comprehend on the spot and reach the realm of great perfection in his divine arts!
When this news spread, the entire Shenwu Continent was in an uproar, and Kenshin's name became well-known.
In the following years, it was said that Martial God Taihao and Martial God Tianjue had challenged Kenshin.
However, without exception, they were all defeated by the Sword God in less than three moves.
From then on, Kenshin had become the undisputed number one powerhouse, and he had even surpassed the three Martial Gods!
After all, in the tens of thousands of years since ancient times, no one had been able to go from the Primordial Spirit realm to the Martial God realm in just eighty years!
This was the number one monster that had never been seen before and would never be seen again.
However, after Kenshin had reached the Martial God realm, he had not stayed in the Shenwu Continent for too long.
One thousand five hundred years ago, Kenshin had ascended from the peak of Tianzhu Mountain and left the continent for the higher realms.
After this news spread, the world's powerhouses were once again in an uproar, and they all worshipped Kenshin to the extreme.
The three Martial Gods and countless Martial Saints were even searching for the things that Kenshin had left behind, hoping to find a way to ascend to the higher realms.
The historical records clearly stated that after the War of the Gods had ended in ancient times, this world had been sealed by the gods.
The five continents had been isolated, and the heavens and earth had been sealed by invisible shackles, preventing anyone from ascending to the higher realms.
In the thirty thousand years since ancient times, several Martial Gods had appeared on the Shenwu Continent.
However, those Martial Gods had been restricted by the heavens and earth's seal, and they had never been able to ascend.
In the end, they could only die of old age, turning into withered bones and yellow earth, leaving behind endless regrets.
Kenshin's successful ascension had brought hope to the entire world, and it had also allowed the powerhouses of the world to see the light.
However, countless powerhouses had searched through everything related to Kenshin, but they had not been able to find any clues about how to ascend to the higher realms.
Everyone had despaired, and in the end, they could only give up regretfully.
For the next five hundred years, the three Martial Gods had used some special methods to obtain information about Kenshin.
It was said that Kenshin had explored the higher realms and reached the pinnacle of martial arts, becoming the ruler of the Astral River.
However, a thousand years ago, a shocking piece of news had spread throughout the Shenwu Continent.
Kenshin had fallen!
Kenshin, who had once been able to unleash a single sword beam and intimidate thirty nations with his sword qi, had actually fallen!
When the news spread, the heavens and earth shook, and millions of warriors knelt on the ground and wept. Countless powerhouses were sad.
In outer space, countless stars fell like raindrops, and this continued for three days and three nights.
On the Shenwu Continent, dark clouds covered the sky and did not disperse for seven days.
The most dazzling powerhouse had fallen, and the legend of the Way of the Sword had vanished.
Kenshin's life story had come to an end, and Ji Tianxing gathered his thoughts and sighed with a heavy heart.
"In a short eighty years, he went from the Primordial Spirit realm to the Martial God realm!
The first person to ascend in thirty thousand years, the ruler of the Astral River …
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