A remnant light
The legendary ancient sword was born from heaven and earth. It was a peerless imperial weapon.
The white-robed middle-aged man was the Sword Spirit of the legendary ancient sword. He was recuperating in the Sword Tomb.
The light sword shadow in front of him was also a sword spirit. However, strictly speaking, it was incomplete and incomplete.
According to Chu Xingyun's thoughts, in the great battle a thousand years ago, the legendary ancient sword was far from being a match for the black hole. Not only was it seriously injured, even the tip of the sword was ruthlessly cut off.
The Sword Spirit resided within the sword body.
With the tip of the legendary ancient sword broken, the sword spirit was bound to be severely injured. In order to avoid the pursuit of the Black Hole Epee, it had no choice but to abandon the sword body and flee.
This was the reason why the broken sword resonated so strongly when it came into contact with the Aurora Sword Intent. The broken sword spirit recovered instantly. The two were originally one!
At the thought of this, Chu Xingyun's heart beat violently, and his eyes burned with passion.
At the bottom of the Sword-cleansing Pool, the middle-aged man in white had already acknowledged Chu Xingyun. Not only had he planted the Sword Seed, but he had also passed down the Aurora Sword Will so that Chu Xingyun could cultivate in peace and improve his cultivation.
Although this broken sword was a remnant of a legendary ancient sword, its existence was still powerful and could perfectly match the Aurora Sword Will!
"After thousands of years, the Sword Spirit of the legendary ancient sword has gradually recovered. It can condense the Sword Seed and find a new sword wielder. So why doesn't it call back the broken sword and condense the sword body again?" Chu Xingyun suddenly had this question in his mind.
The sword spirits of Imperial Armaments were no small matter. They were practically no different from living beings.
With the power it possessed, it was not impossible for it to summon the broken sword and reform the sword body.
However, that was not the case. The Sword Spirit was still meditating in the Sword Catacomb, while the broken sword was hanging in the Sword Pagoda, maintaining its broken body. The Sword Spirit was shattered and could not be reconstructed.
Chu Xingyun furrowed his brows and fell into deep thought. Just as he lifted his head, he realized that the shadow of the light sword had already arrived in front of him. The white light spread out like water ripples and deeply reflected in his eyes.
Weng!
Chu Xingyun's body suddenly trembled. He opened his eyes and found that he had already left the inner space. What entered his eyes was an endless mountain range. The sky and earth were dark, and the space was stiff. The atmosphere was so stiff that it was impossible to move.
"This isn't real. It's just a memory." Chu Xingyun quickly regained his composure. The scene in front of him was the memory of the light sword phantom. It brought Chu Xingyun's consciousness into the light and shadow.
Right when Chu Xingyun was sizing up the surroundings, rumbling resounded out as two flowing lights tore through the sky from the distant horizon. One was black, the other was white, and they moved swiftly like meteors that tore apart inch by inch the heavens and the earth.
"Black Hole Epee!" Chu Xingyun exclaimed. That black light was actually the Black Hole Epee.
He immediately shifted his gaze and saw that the white light was also a sword. The body of the sword was long and as white as snow. It was emitting a dazzling brilliance that tore apart everything. Even the towering mountain range was easily sliced apart.
"This memory should be the great battle a thousand years ago. This long sword should be the legendary ancient sword." Chu Xingyun's gaze was introverted as he instantly made this judgment.
At this moment, the legendary ancient sword and the Black Hole Epee were fighting fiercely. One was light and sharp, while the other was heavy and edgeless. The collision of the two black and white lights caused the heavens and the earth to tremble violently. Living beings were annihilated and the void was torn apart. The momentum was so terrifying that it had far surpassed that of the Martial Emperor experts.
"This is the power of an Imperial Weapon!" Chu Xingyun was entranced by the battle and could not help but exclaim from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, the battle situation suddenly changed.
A black brilliance bloomed on the Black Hole Epee. The brilliance wriggled crazily and finally turned into a black halo that hung high in the void.
As soon as the black halo appeared, heaven and earth dimmed, and the Black Hole Greatsword trembled, unleashing an indescribably terrifying gravitational force that sucked in and devoured everything. Even the Legendary sword began to tremble in fear.
Swoosh!
The black halo was still there. The huge body of the Black Hole Epee appeared above the legendary ancient sword. The sword was like a mountain and wrapped in endless black light as it smashed down on the legendary ancient sword.
At this moment, the legendary ancient sword was enveloped by the terrifying suction force and could not move at all.
The next moment —
The ancient sword trembled violently. The tip of the sword was cut off by the Black Hole Epee. The ultimate light that enveloped the sword dissipated into nothingness. There was not a trace of it left.
After the Legendary Ancient Sword was broken, the Ancient Sword's Sword Spirit immediately abandoned the broken sword and fled. The Black Hole Heavy Sword was also injured and did not immediately pursue. Instead, the black light returned to the sword and disappeared from the world.
"The legendary ancient sword is indeed far inferior to the Black Hole Epee." Chu Xingyun saw this scene and his eyes narrowed slightly. He found that the memories did not disappear and were still continuing.
The broken sword fell from the sky and lay in the dust, no longer making any sound.
The sword was broken.
The Sword Spirit had also left.
The existence of the broken sword was like a defeated corpse that slept here forever.
Winter passed and spring came.
Summer left and autumn returned.
The merciless rings of time pressed down on the scars of history. Everything here also underwent tremendous changes. The mountains were flattened and the country rose. Countless martial artists lived here and wrote a legend.
Not long after, the country was annihilated. The place where martial artists lived was turned into ruins. The former prosperity was turned into desolation again. The cycle repeated endlessly.
But the broken sword still lay here, suffering the torment of loneliness.
"This world has always been ruthless. The winner is honored and the loser dies. Although it is the body of the ancient sword, because it lost to the Black Hole Epee, it naturally became incomparably weak and no one cared about it."
Chu Xingyun stared at the scene before him. Suddenly, a trace of understanding flashed across his heart.
He finally understood why the Sword Spirit of the ancient sword did not call back the broken sword.
The sword had been defeated. It was a defeated sword.
There was no need to call back the body of the defeated sword. Therefore, the Sword Spirit abandoned the broken sword and the two were no longer related.
Woo woo woo!
As if it was aware of Chu Xingyun's thoughts, the broken sword in his vision let out a low hum.
This voice was like a sobbing complaint that reverberated throughout the entire void. Even the silent night started to tremble because of this voice. The moonlight was devoid of light as it fell into endless grief.
Although it was a broken sword, there was still an incomplete spirit in the body of the sword.
At this moment, it was crying and sorrowful. It was releasing the sorrow in its heart with a whimper.
Chu Xingyun stared at the broken sword. The sorrowful cries entered his ears and resonated with him.
In his previous life, he was killed by Xiao Xingtian and all his achievements went down the drain.
Although he had reincarnated now, he still felt the sorrow at the moment of his death. It was just that this feeling was buried in the deepest part of his heart and he had never touched it.
Now, the sorrowful cries of the broken sword made Chu Xingyun recall the scene of that day.
Time was still passing and the world was still changing.
The appearance of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion gave life to this place. Palaces rose from the ground, and pavilions were stacked on top of each other. The number of martial artists also grew larger and larger, forming a holy land.
One day, a swordsman discovered the existence of the broken sword. This swordsman happened to be from the Wanjian Pavilion.
The broken sword was brought back to the Wanjian Pavilion and passed down in the hands of various swordsmen. However, it was only a broken sword and it was rarely used. In the end, it was hung in the Sword Pagoda and gradually forgotten.
During this process, the sword spirit still did not appear.
The broken sword was really abandoned.
Just as Chu Xingyun shook his head and sighed, the sorrowful cries of the sword that reverberated in the Void disappeared. A dazzling white light bloomed like the morning star and completely annihilated the lonely atmosphere.
That white light came from the broken sword. It was suspended in the Sword Pagoda. The sword no longer sounded sorrowful. Instead, it revealed a trace of unwillingness. The sword spirit in the sword slowly wriggled as if it was about to condense again.
The white light became stronger and the body of the broken sword became brighter. What surprised Chu Xingyun even more was that its aura had changed. It was still incomparably sharp, but there was a trace of profoundness. It was more solid and pure.
Buzz!
The white light was reflected in Chu Xingyun's eyes. When he regained his vision, he had already returned to the Inner Space.
The broken sword was still suspended in front of him, but the deep fracture had completely disappeared. In its place was the sharp tip of the sword. It was swallowing and emitting a dazzling white light and making a hissing sound.
The broken sword had actually been repaired!
Chu Xingyun's eyes widened. Before he could do anything, the broken sword swept into his hands. The white light was like waves. It hungrily absorbed the Aurora Sword Will, causing its aura to become even more fierce and sharp.
However, at the same time, it contained a trace of unyielding spirit. It was like a true phoenix that had been reborn in the fire, blooming with divine light again.
"A thousand years of sorrowful cries did not lead you to despair. On the contrary, it made you purer. Now, you have been reborn. You are no longer a legendary ancient sword, nor a defeated sword." Chu Xingyun softly spat out a word. The broken sword trembled slightly and made a low hum, as if it agreed with what he said.
Seeing this, Chu Xingyun's lips curled into a smile. He held the sword hilt and said loudly, "Since you are reborn, you naturally have to completely abandon the past."
"You have experienced a thousand years of pain, but you did not give up. After a thousand years of waiting, you have finally been reborn in the fire, blooming with the light of hope. Then, I will call you Remnant Light. What do you think?"
After thinking for a moment, Chu Xingyun's eyes flashed.
Remnant, which meant that it was broken. It represented its past and its thousand years of sorrowful cries.
Light, on the other hand, was hope. It symbolized rebirth.
Remnant Light had passed.
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