As this final thought flitted through his mind, Wang Chong's mind rumbled like a bolt of lightning. At this moment, Wang Chong knew that he had made a fatal error in his understanding of the sword.
The core purpose of the sword, or rather, the meaning of its existence, was not to judge evil. But if this was not the case, then what was it?
Time ticked by, and Wang Chong did not have much time left. At this moment, Wang Chong was like a man teetering on the edge of the abyss, struggling for that last sliver of life!
Desire is the root of human evil. Obsession, resentment, and hatred are all desire, born from desire. The opposite of desire is not desire, and not desire is righteousness. Righteousness, righteousness, and light are the source of all good!
As this thought flitted through his mind, Wang Chong's body trembled in understanding. He felt as if he had grasped the core of this series of events.
"If killing is a sin, then the opposite of killing is not killing. Not killing is benevolence!
Buzz!
Like a bolt of lightning, Wang Chong's body trembled and his eyes went wide. At that moment, he seemed to understand something.
Benevolence and Righteousness
Yes, the Origin Immortal Lord was not some evil cultivator, nor was he someone who abhorred evil. The Spring and Autumn Dao did not advocate punishing evil, but promoting good!
Wang Chong's mind was in turmoil, but in the end, his eyes were bright and his mind clear.
The opposite of arrogance is rudeness!
The opposite of jealousy is wisdom. Only wisdom can restrain jealousy!
The opposite of anger is gentleness and humility!
The opposite of lust is righteousness! Only by keeping the righteousness and righteousness in mind can one avoid lust!
This divine sword did not advocate using violence to curb violence, nor was it 'punishing evil', but promoting good. Its core was not killing, but 'benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness, gentleness, respect, and humility!'
As this final thought flitted through Wang Chong's mind, his eyes began to crackle with lightning.
He suddenly understood what sword it was.
This was not a Sword of Punishment, but a true "Sword of Kings".
In front of this King's Sword, there was no place for lust or desire.
Ishinishidu had misjudged this sword, only seeing it as a rare and powerful sword, which was why he had died here. Bagushidu also didn't know what sword this was, so if he dared to attack, he would still die.
No gold is perfect, and no one is perfect. Everyone has their own weaknesses. The most important thing was to let this sword feel the righteousness and righteousness in his heart. That was the most important thing.
The Origin Immortal Lord had not left this sword behind to protect it in the sunless depths of the earth. His goal was to use this sword to select truly virtuous and righteous people. That was why he left the two chains behind instead of cutting them off.
He was choosing a master for this sword.
Rumble!
Thunder boomed, the sun and moon rose, and as Wang Chong's mind surged, the world underwent a massive transformation. Rumble! There was a heaven-shaking boom as that mountainous pressure on Wang Chong's body suddenly vanished.
Wang Chong raised his head and saw for the first time that the golden sword was covered in words. From top to bottom, each stroke was dignified and upright. They were 'benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness, gentleness, respect, and humility'.
These ten large words, like iron hooks and silver strokes, went straight into the heart.
Buzz!
In the world of his mind, Wang Chong suddenly stood up. His eyes shone with a dazzling light. At this moment, he suddenly knew what he had to do. Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chong completely opened up his heart and released all his ambitions.
The sun and moon shone brightly, the world majestic. He had gone through the tribulation of death and reincarnated nine times for no other reason than that the world, the mountains, the rivers, and the common people would not be destroyed. He hoped that the civilization of the Central Plains would continue for ten thousand years.
This heart, this thought, all was clear.
All that he desired, all that he could hide.
Wang Chong slowly closed his eyes and opened up his mind. The various scenes from his last life, the crumbling of mountains and rivers, the burning of fire, the corpses of the common people, all these scenes of asura and bloodshed surged out of his mind and into the divine sword.
Lives were like ants, mountains and rivers as weighty as heaven and earth.
If the divine sword had a spirit, please lend me a hand.
Buzz!
A moment later, the thousands of golden flying swords that had been flying toward Wang Chong suddenly froze in the air. Not only that, clang, the metal lock that had been bent all this time and even trembled in the fierce wind seemed to have received a strange power, suddenly and fiercely pulling straight, becoming incomparably straight.
Not only that, in the depths of the mist, where there were no fierce winds or waves, golden light erupted. The thick mist parted, and the Origin Immortal Sword that had been hidden at the end of the chain this entire time suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes, exuding a vast and majestic aura.
Bagushidu grimaced at this sight, a very ill foreboding in his heart.
Whoosh!
While Bagushidu was still reeling in shock, the seemingly 'dying' Wang Chong suddenly became 'full of life and vigor' and shot forward like a bolt of lightning, reaching the end of the chain.
"Wang Chong, stop!"
Bagushidu's roar resounded through the world.
The final barrier left behind by the Origin Immortal Lord was so dangerous that not even Bagushidu knew that he would be able to overcome it. Thus, he had chosen a scapegoat like Wang Chong. Although he had said that he hoped that Wang Chong would take the divine sword for him, deep down, Bagushidu didn't believe him.
But at this moment, the distant Wang Chong seemed to have heard nothing. His body was like a leopard, shooting forward like a bolt of lightning. He was already very close to the end of the chain.
"Stop!"
Bagushidu once more shouted from the end of the stone bridge, his voice tinged with impatience and rage. But at this moment, Wang Chong had no time to worry.
"Life and death will depend on this!"
Wang Chong raised his head and looked forward, his eyes bright as snow.
Bagushidu would never let him go. Wang Chong had understood this from the very start.
Whether it was to complete his deal with Ozmish Khagan, eliminate the scourge of the Western Turks, or seize the divine sword, Bagushidu would never let him go.
If he charged forward, he might still have a chance, but if he listened to Bagushidu, he would be firmly in his grasp. Like a drowning man, he would sink into the bottomless abyss without the slightest hope.
More importantly …
When he had obtained the divine sword's approval, Wang Chong had felt an indescribable strange sensation, as if he had formed some sort of connection with the divine sword.
Not only that, Wang Chong had used up a great deal of his energy, but at that moment, Wang Chong suddenly felt strands of spiritual energy that had belonged to the Origin Immortal Sword Formation surge into his body.
Wang Chong's dried-up dantian was like rain after a long drought, recovering at an astonishing speed. Even Wang Chong's expended Psychic Energy was recovering at an incredible rate.
What shocked Wang Chong the most was the divine sword's suppression of Bagushidu's energy.
The black Stellar Energy that Bagushidu had sent into Wang Chong's body was dark and cold, and brimming with the savagery and savagery of a Turkic wolf of the steppe. This negative energy was precisely what the King's Sword naturally countered. Wang Chong sensed that the closer he got to the sword, the more the black Stellar Energy that Bagushidu had used to suppress him was suppressed.
Wang Chong immediately understood that if he wanted to escape Bagushidu, the sword at the end of the chain was his only and final chance.
"The final link …"
Wang Chong raised his head and looked across. All the flying swords in the sky had stopped the moment he had obtained the sword's approval, completely ignoring Wang Chong. Such a situation had never happened before in the history of the Origin Immortal Sect. At this moment, Wang Chong finally saw the divine sword right in front of him.
Whoosh!
Wang Chong's body shot through the air like a flood dragon, leaping off the chains and landing on the fog-shrouded altar. In front of the altar stood the tall and mighty figure of the first-generation successor like a god. But even more dazzling than the first-generation successor was the Origin Immortal Divine Sword thrust into the ground in front of him.
In a flash of light, Wang Chong extended his hands and grabbed the hilt of the Origin Immortal Divine Sword.
In the rear, Bagushidu's expression turned extremely nasty. Bagushidu had comforted himself by thinking that Wang Chong was under immense pressure and might not have heard him, but when Wang Chong stepped onto the altar and gripped the sword with both hands, his last bit of hope vanished. But when Wang Chong stepped onto the altar and gripped his sword with both hands, the last sliver of hope in his heart vanished.
Without a doubt, Wang Chong had betrayed him.
This fellow was completely out of his control.
"Foolish King of Foreign Lands! You are seeking your own death!"
Bagushidu's pupils constricted, his eyes turning as frigid as the harsh winter. So what if he was unparalleled in intelligence and resourcefulness? Did he really think that he could escape from his grasp just because he had broken through this chasm? How ignorant!
Kacha!
A moment later, Bagushidu clenched his fist and cracked, the sound of his joints contracting resounding through the abyss.
Bagushidu immediately used the supreme forbidden art of the Earth Sect of the Jueyang Holy Mountain, the Dark Moon's Flame, the moment Wang Chong gripped the Origin Immortal Sword.
BOOM!
In an instant, the black restriction spell buried deep inside Wang Chong's body was like a wildfire. It rose up and burned fiercely.
"Open!"
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