Madam Mu's words caused a strange silence to fall over the observation platform.
The Unity Sword Art Chen Changsheng spoke of was the South Stream Temple sword array!
But since it was a sword formation, why was he alone?
What was going on?
To many people, Madam Mu's rueful sigh was perplexing.
They couldn't understand it at all, or rather, their brains couldn't wrap around it.
The Xiang clan leader had long since cultivated to half a step into the Divine and was the strongest expert present besides Madam Mu, so he quickly understood the meaning of Madam Mu's words.
His expression became abnormally serious. His gaze towards Chen Chang Sheng, apart from the previous vigilance, also contained a bit of respect.
Since a sword formation was a formation, it naturally had to be formed by many swords. It was impossible for it to be formed by one person.
The South Stream Temple sword array was renowned throughout the world, so it could not possibly be any different. Although two South Stream Temple disciples could use the Unity Sword Art to meet an enemy and display some of the power of the sword array, the true and most powerful South Stream Temple sword array required several dozen South Stream Temple disciples to form.
Even the craziest person would not dare to imagine that the South Stream Temple sword array would one day appear in the hands of a single person. Just as Madam Mu had said, not even that first Holy Maiden with world-shaking talent who had single-handedly created the South Stream Temple sword array could have imagined such a sight.
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How could Chen Chang Sheng do all this?
This was because his divine sense was incomparably powerful and tranquil. It was like the waters of a deep stream that could not be cut off and would not dry up.
He had countless famous swords, and they were already connected to each other. Using them was as easy as using a finger.
He knew countless sword techniques, and with a slight thought, he could summon the sword techniques of various sects.
As a result, at the very beginning in the Garden of Zhou, he had been able to use his spiritual sense to control the ten thousand swords into a dragon.
Later on, he learned how to divide his spiritual sense into several hundred strands and control several hundred swords, relying on them to charge into the alley of the Northern Military Department.
But if this was all, it was still far from enough for the South Stream Temple sword array to appear in his hands.
Using hundreds of divine senses to control hundreds of swords was just an increase in numbers. There was no coordination between the swords, they were fighting on their own.
The South Stream Temple sword array was far too complex, and the power of the sword array required the cooperation of the disciples in the sword array to be truly displayed.
The reason why Chen Chang Sheng could solve this problem was because of an opportunity.
Or it could be said that it was fate, or it could be said that it was fate.
From the moment the Tang Old Master had given him the Yellow Paper Umbrella, his fate had become inseparable from his sword.
Whether it was discovering the Sword Pool in the Garden of Zhou or learning the sword from Su Li in the wilderness, they were all like this.
A few days ago, he had encountered Xiao Zhang in Fengyang City and learned that there was a change in Holy Maiden Peak. Worried for Xu Yourong's safety, he had charged straight to the highest point.
At the time, Xu Yourong was on the other side of the stone wall while he sat on the edge of the cliff, gazing at the setting sun over the Tong River. Somewhat bored, he began to read a book.
Thus, he learned the Unity Sword Technique.
Second, the combination of Xu Yourong and Xu Yourong's swords shocked the world.
Soon after, he went to Mount Li and arduously advanced along that path of the sword, his cultivation in the path of the sword growing once more.
Then, he left on the crane. The journey of eighty thousand li was very long and boring. He thought about it casually and suddenly thought of a possibility.
Since the Unity Sword Art was the foundation of the South Stream Temple sword array, and since he and Yourong could harmonize their swords, could his swords work together?
When the White Crane pierced through the night sky, he was thinking about these questions.
He thought for a whole night, and then he encountered some things and tried his sword a few times.
Finally, he understood.
From that moment, the storm of swords began to have order. All the swords had their own positions, and then they formed a connection.
The positions were relative and the connection was two-way. The sword intents conformed, the sword energies mutually defended, growing and multiplying endlessly, forming a sword style.
Thus, the sword array was formed.
How powerful was the South Stream Temple sword array?
Several days ago, in the ceremony to close the temple, an expert of the Divine Domain like Wuqiong Bi had been helpless against the sword array hastily formed by several dozen South Stream Temple disciples.
If not for Huai Bi's treacherous attack, perhaps Xu Yourong would not have been forced out of seclusion.
Even Zhou Dufu had consumed a great deal of energy and intelligence to break through the South Stream Temple sword array when he charged into Holy Maiden Peak.
From a certain perspective, Chen Changsheng alone was a South Stream Temple sword array.
It was no wonder that even the Demon Lord had lost to his sword.
"His Holiness the Pope truly is a genius of the sword rarely seen."
Madam Mu's expression was very calm as she spoke, but her mood was not.
The things Chen Changsheng had accomplished were truly too absurd. Even she could not help but sigh in admiration, and then she became even more wary.
When she thought of her unyielding attitude towards Chen Changsheng in her discussion with His Majesty, she felt rather regretful.
Chen Changsheng replied, "I only have the form, but I still lack the spirit."
This was not modesty, but the truth.
Madam Mu calmly replied, "This is only right. Otherwise, wouldn't Your Holiness also be able to kill me?"
The meaning of these words was very complicated.
'Able to kill 'meant that he had the ability to kill, and also that he wanted to kill.
Chen Changsheng felt Luoluo lightly tug at his clothes. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Why did the Demon Lord appear in White Emperor City?"
He did not follow Madam Mu's words, but raised his own question.
The meaning of this question was also very complicated and very difficult to answer.
Because he was asking a question that he already knew the answer to.
The several hundred swords still quietly floated in the air, following Chen Changsheng's gaze and aiming at the distant Madam Mu.
The fog between the flowers, trees, and stone walls of the Imperial City had not dispersed. At any moment, it could condense into white clouds and swallow everything.
The crowd stared into each other's eyes as if wanting to see the weakness in each other's eyes. The mood on the observation platform became even more tense and oppressive.
Madam Mu did not answer Chen Changsheng's question. This was an extremely intelligent choice. More importantly, she had a way to stop Chen Changsheng from asking any more questions.
She looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "You should be more concerned about another matter."
White Emperor City was prepared to renounce its alliance with the Human race and form an alliance with the Demon race. What matter could be more important than this?
Through his clothes, Chen Changsheng felt that Luoluo's small hand was rather cold. This made his heart sink, and he said nothing.
Madam Mu added, "Alas, you still came a little too late."
The Divine Staff exuded boundless light and the White Crane broke through the clouds. He had used the South Stream Temple sword array to defeat the Demon Lord and drive him away. Luoluo would not marry, and even if the demi-humans still wanted to form an alliance with the Demon race, the situation was temporarily under control. The Human race had obtained a chance to catch its breath, so how could he have come too late?
Madam Mu said, "A few days ago, Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi were ambushed by demon experts deep in the mountains and were heavily injured. For some reason, they refused to accept my treatment and disappeared. Presumably, they have already returned to the sea of stars and Your Holiness did not have the time to send them on their final journey. It is truly a pity. "
Chen Changsheng froze at these words.
He turned his head to Luoluo.
Luoluo lowered her head.
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