The entire city of Chang 'an was shaken.
Between Li Qiubai and Chang 'an City, a huge Qi momentum like the Lancang River rose.
A gust of Sword Qi surged out from left to right.
The Taoist Artifact that had been covered in dust for ten thousand years regained its former glory as the Sword Master cleared the way again.
It was as if a broken sword had been reforged.
Then, its power returned.
A light as clear as water flashed across the Three-Foot Sword and lingered around it.
The buzzing sound of the sword reverberated through the world. Moreover, with a terrifying speed, it spread out in all directions like ripples.
Heaven and earth resonated with the sound of the sword. Everything was forgotten.
Everyone who saw this sword sucked in a breath of cold air.
Finally, the sword was drawn.
Heaven and earth became silent. Only the sound of the flying sword cutting through the sky could be heard.
Everyone looked up in the direction of the sound.
Chang 'an, the capital of the Da Xia Kingdom, used to be prosperous and bustling. As the largest city in the Human Realm, the layout of the city was very well planned, unlike some small cities where the streets were winding like spider webs.
Its first defense, which was also the first impression people had of Chang 'an, was the Xuanwu Gate.
The Xuanwu Gate was extremely majestic. Under the sunlight, it reflected a cold light.
There was a sword mark in the center of the Xuanwu Gate. The Sword Will on it had not dissipated for ten thousand years. It was left by Li Qiubai when he first reached the Sword Immortal Realm.
As the face of Chang 'an, the Xuanwu Gate was made of ten thousand years old black iron. It was also engraved with exquisite and mysterious Dharma patterns. It would take a normal cultivator of the Ninth Realm a long time to break the gate.
Only Li Qiubai could leave a sword mark on the gate so easily.
The Taoist Artifact spun slightly, creating a strong airflow. It remained on the trajectory of the Taoist Artifact like a flame tail.
It headed straight for the Gate of Black Tortoise, with no room for retreat.
The next moment, there was an uproar.
The Black Tortoise Gate, which was like a majestic Great Wall, was impregnable in the eyes of the world. However, under this sword, it was instantly shattered into countless tiny fragments that filled the sky. It did not pose any obstruction at all.
The Taoist Artifact continued to move forward with an irresistible force.
After the Xuanwu Gate was the spacious Xuanwu Path.
With the Black Tortoise Road behind the Black Tortoise Gate as the central axis, the buildings on both sides were lined up in an orderly manner, looking majestic.
Ox-eared leaped out of the door in a carefree manner.
Everywhere it passed, the tiles of the buildings on both sides were pulled by the invisible force and were all lifted up, flying upwards.
There was a bell tower in a Taoist temple. The eaves at the top of the tower seemed to have been crushed by Mount Tai and were directly broken. Immediately after, the bell tower seemed to have been cut flat by a sword and collapsed.
The central road was extremely wide, leading directly to the Bright Gate in the inner city.
A thunderous flying sword once again blasted open the Light Door.
That sword passed through the Qixia Gate, the Illustrious Virtue Gate, the Anhua Gate, the Yanping Gate, the Golden Light Gate, the Kaiyuan Gate …
Other than that, there were also many buildings and walls that blocked its path. However, to this flying sword, it was as if there was nothing else in the world. Anything that dared to stand in its path, regardless of whether it was an object or a person, would be turned into dust.
Then, the list continued. Guanghua Palace, Bright Scenery Palace, Fragrant Forest Palace, Tonghua Palace, Chunming Palace, Yanxing Palace …
When the cow's ears meet the door, it opens the door, and when the palace is met, it destroys the palace.
Just like its owner, the path of the sword was bumpy, so it moved mountains when it encountered mountains and cut off rivers when it encountered rivers.
There was only a line left between heaven and earth.
That line was the sword thrown out by Li Qiubai.
It was a really straight line. Nothing it encountered on the way would stop it from moving forward.
From the south to the north, it ran through the entire Chang 'an, smashed through the Black Tortoise Gate, and kept moving forward along the long imperial road. Wherever it passed by, the bluestone slabs on the street were cracked and turned into dust.
At the center of the central axis, which was the most important position in the entire Chang 'an City, stood the Royal Palace of the Da Xia Kingdom.
That was the political center of the Da Xia Kingdom and also the embodiment of power.
But at that moment, a long sword broke through the gate of the palace.
Of course, its target was not the cultivators of the Da Xia Kingdom in the palace.
The line between heaven and earth was thousands of feet high. It rose into the air with an indomitable momentum and a mighty momentum, piercing upward.
Xia Qing, who was suspended above the palace, frowned in the face of the oncoming sword with a serious face. He didn't know if he was more shocked or angry.
Waves of shock rose in his heart.
That was Li Qiubai's sword.
Xia Qing's blood and Qi soared into the sky.
He held the Lord Slayer Spear in a defensive posture and thrust forward with the spear.
The muscles on his thick bronze arms were as hard as rocks, containing the power to split mountains and split seas.
One side of the sword was surging with Qi, while the other side was raging with Qi.
Xia Qing was the strongest body cultivator of the human race.
The spear and the sword collided.
There was a loud bang.
Where the two collided, Qi surged like a mirror.
Then, the sky opened, and the light was overflowing.
A beam of light fell from the sky.
At this moment, Xia Qing's face finally surged with unconcealable horror.
Because that was … the Heaven Gate.
It was not his Heaven Gate, but Li Qiubai's Heaven Gate.
"Boom!"
Another particularly majestic and resplendent pillar of light descended from the sky, descending from the top to the bottom.
Two beams of light stood tall.
The Heaven Gate was formed.
The Lord Slayer Spear was seven feet long.
The ox ears pushed forward inch by inch.
With each inch, the Lord Slayer Spear disappeared by an inch.
Every time a foot of the spear disappeared, Xia Qing would bleed.
When there was only one foot left of the seven-foot spear, Xia Qing's eyes and ears were bleeding profusely. The miserable state of the human race's only Half-Martial Ancestor was horrifying.
"Li Qiubai …" Blood flowed from Xia Qing's face, but his face was pale.
He knew that Li Qiubai, who had re-cultivated the sword path, was extremely powerful. However, he didn't expect it to be this powerful.
Entering the Dao was the peak. One sword out of the Heaven Gate.
However, the problem was that sword cultivators opened the Dao, not merged the Dao.
To open such a powerful sword path, the Fate needed was second only to Sky Bearing's Fate.
If Li Qiubai had such a sword path 10,000 years ago, even the Da Xia Kingdom's Fate that Xia Xiaoxiao had borrowed would not have been enough to protect him.
But now, Li Qiubai's fate of the Great Xia Dynasty had dissipated, but his swordsmanship had improved by seven or eight or nine levels. This meant that the day when the path was opened would be the day when Li Qiubai perished.
This would be the peak of sword cultivators in the world. At the same time, it would be Li Qiubai's last sword.
"It's not easy to cultivate. Why must I make such a mistake?" Xia Qing muttered. His eyes were filled with emotions.
The last foot of the spear disappeared with the wind.
A single line of sword collided with the Half-Martial Ancestor's body.
Xia Qing's clothes were torn into pieces. They were a bloody mess.
In just an instant, Xia Qing was almost dead.
However, the Sword Qi's might was still growing.
Xia Qing trembled violently as if he had been struck by lightning. Golden blood gushed out of his body like a broken dam. Endless strands of golden mist spread between heaven and earth.
The sword had penetrated Xia Qing's body.
This Half-Martial Ancestor, who had been plotting for 10,000 years, closed his eyes. His body was riddled with holes, as if 10,000 swords had pierced through his heart. He fell to the ground and stopped breathing.
His 10,000 years of planning and his pride in martial arts were defeated by Li Qiubai's Sword Path in the end.
It was an invincible sword.
Everything had been settled, but it was not over yet.
Li Qiubai looked at the woman in the city.
Xia Hong's face was covered in tears, but he did not look sad at all.
He leaned forward slightly and said softly, "Don't cry."
The woman was in a daze. When she heard Li Qiubai's voice, she smiled through her tears.
Her smile was like a flower.
Li Qiubai smiled without much regret. His mood was unexpectedly carefree. He said loudly, "Since Li Qiubai has dominated the path of the sword for tens of thousands of years, then this last sword strike of mine will be a gift to the future generations."
"Watch this sword." He looked up and said softly to all the sword cultivators in the world.
Li Qiubai, who knew that he would die, wanted to do one last thing.
He wanted to open the Divine Gate for the sword cultivators in the world.
Today, the Sword Immortal of Chang 'an wanted to bring the Sword Path to an unparalleled height and an unparalleled fortune.
The sword continued to move forward.
This sword was meant to split open the sky.
The Sword Energy rushed down from the sky like a surging river, as if it was going to destroy the colorful Divine Gate.
A gap opened from the middle.
However, at this moment, the green-robed Sword Immortal who threw the sword no longer looked at the scene behind the Divine Gate that all the sword cultivators in the world dreamed of. He just fixed his eyes on the woman.
He did not open this sword for himself, but for all the sword cultivators in the world.
No matter how beautiful the scene behind the Divine Gate was, it was not as beautiful as the smile of the woman in his heart.
The green-robed Sword Immortal raised his hand and reached forward.
In the palace, the woman, who was crying and laughing at the same time, raised her white jade-like hand.
The two of them held hands as if ignoring the distance between them.
Until this moment.
Blood oozed out of all the pores on Li Qiubai's body, instantly soaking his green robe.
A breeze blew between heaven and earth.
It brought with it a Great Spirit.
The powerful force of heaven and earth completely shrouded the Sword Immortal of Chang 'an.
First, a golden light rushed out of Li Qiubai.
This was Li Qiubai's Sword Path Luck protecting him.
But the force of heaven and earth was too powerful and unstoppable.
The golden light was soon blown away.
Li Qiubai's green robe began to dissipate, and then his body began to turn into smoke and dust.
First, it was his legs, then his body, and then his arms.
In the end, there was only a breeze between heaven and earth, and no more green robe.
It was so sad that it did not sound like before. Everyone who heard it covered their sobs.
At this point, there was no more Sword Immortal of Chang 'an in the world, no more Li Qiubai, and no second Li Qiubai.
He was the only one in the 20,000 years of Chang 'an.
.....
Whose jade flute flew secretly, spreading into the spring breeze in Luo City.
Three thousand miles outside Chang 'an City.
A stream of light streaked across the sky.
Lu Qingshan stood at the bow of the boat, and there was a surge of emotions in his heart.
On a whim.
Something big was about to happen.
Buzz, buzz.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a sword ringing in his ears.
Lu Qingshan looked up and looked around. At first, he thought he was hallucinating.
Then, the sound of the sword grew louder and louder, and it came from all directions.
"What did you find?" The Water Moon Observatory's abbot, who was steering the spirit boat, noticed Lu Qingshan's abnormality.
"Abbot, did you hear any strange sounds?" Lu Qingshan asked.
"Strange sounds?" The Water Moon Observatory's abbot frowned and shook her head. "No."
Lu Qingshan was about to say something, but his body suddenly shook, and he stood rooted to the spot.
"Watch this sword …" A gentle and mellow voice seemed to come from a thousand miles away, but it also sounded like it was right next to his ear.
Then, a Mystic Door suddenly opened before Lu Qingshan's eyes. It was full of flowing lights, and there were strange phenomena in the world. It was majestic and magnificent, scattered like the stars in the sky …
.....
Three thousand miles outside the Summer State.
A sword light streaked across the sky, and wisps of spring breeze and white clouds lingered around the sword light.
It was like a green dragon swaying in the sea of clouds.
In the sword light was one of the three great Sword Immortals of the human race, Qingyun Sword Immortal.
Suddenly, the cyan flood dragon stopped.
The rainbow light dissipated, and the Sword Immortal with an outstanding temperament appeared. He closed his eyes and listened attentively.
After a while, he opened his eyes.
In front of his eyes, there were also a myriad of phenomena and changes …
After a long time, the strange and magnificent scene disappeared. Xie Qingyun closed his eyes, as if he was intoxicated by the scene just now, and also as if he was reminiscing about something.
At the same time, a huge force was being nurtured in his body.
There was a path of green clouds behind him, and the end was originally hazy and filled with fog.
In the next moment, the clouds and rain cleared, revealing a path in the fog. It was as wide as the blue sky.
Qingyun Sword Immortal's Sword Dao had improved by a thousand miles.
He had improved by leaps and bounds.
Finally, Xie Qingyun cupped his fists and bowed deeply in the direction of Chang 'an City.
"Sword Sect Xie Qingyun, thank Changan Sword Immortal for opening the Heaven Gate for us Sword Cultivators."
His voice was long, and it echoed in the nine heavens.
.....
On this day, all the Sword Cultivators in the world heard a murmur in their ears and saw a grand view of the Sword Way that they had never seen before in their lives.
Although there was a big difference in how much they saw, they had more or less gained something.
The Sword Immortal of Chang 'an had taught the Sword Immortal of Chang' an, and they all owed Li Qiubai a favor.
How could such a person not be outstanding?
How could he not be the leader of the Sword Way?
A long time later, in the Sword Way, or in the Sword Way of the Human Race, Li Qiubai's name would shine like a star, and it could not be forgotten.
Because he was the first Sword Cultivator to open the Heaven Gate for the Sword Way when no one knew the path ahead.
He raised the Sword Way of the Sword Cultivators in the world to a higher level with his own strength.
He alone was the master of the Sword Cultivators in the world.
He showed the Sword Way of the world that although it was an acquired Way, it could also reach the Ancestor Realm.
The significance of this was very profound. It turned out that human strength could really reach the Heaven and Earth, and it could lead to the Supreme Realm. The acquired Way was not inferior to the innate Way born by Heaven and Earth.
Opening the Heaven Gate with the sword was not only a big step for Li Qiubai, but also a big step for the Sword Cultivators, and a big step for the entire Human Race.
If the so-called Knife Way, Spear Way, and other acquired Ways appeared in the future, some of the credit would more or less go to Li Qiubai.
The human race's hymn was courage.
Li Qiubai's feat today would inspire countless Sword Cultivators in the world in the future. They had the confidence and courage to open up and walk the path that they liked and insisted on.
The world once said that Li Qiubai had eight strokes of the Sword Way of the Sword Way.
Today, after Li Qiubai's sword, the Sword Way of the Sword Way would owe him two strokes of the Sword Way of the Sword Way.
.....
The sky above Chang 'an City was covered in clouds and mist. A huge and strange vortex appeared, shrouding the entire sky.
This was the phenomenon of Dao Disappearing Celestial Phenomenon, which would only appear when a powerful cultivator fell.
The world was tolerant and generous. It would allow any living being to absorb its nutrients and grow. It was benevolent to all things.
However, during the process of a powerful cultivator's growth, he would constantly absorb Spiritual Opportunity from the world to advance, prolong his life, fight, and so on. The consumption was too terrifying. No matter how generous the world's will was, it could not turn a blind eye to it.
Hence, after the Eighth Realm, cultivators would have to go through the Heavenly Tribulation every time they advanced. Apart from that, the death of a Ninth Realm cultivator would definitely trigger the Dao Disappearing Celestial Phenomenon.
This was the process of a cultivator returning the fruits of his cultivation to the world. The energy released was extremely terrifying.
However, no one could absorb this terrifying energy. They could only let it return to the earth.
That was because this was the will of the world.
No one could go against the will of the Heavenly Path.
Today, a Half-Martial Ancestor and a Sword Immortal had fallen. The Dao Disappearing Celestial Phenomenon was unprecedentedly terrifying.
A phenomenon of this scale had never appeared in the world before. It was comparable to the phenomenon of a Celestial Being Ascending.
The world was moved.
The vortex kept spinning, greedily absorbing the huge amount of Spiritual Opportunity.
The clouds rolled and spread outwards layer by layer. In an instant, it had engulfed almost half of the Summer State.
In the vortex, it was as if the sun had exploded, shooting out billions of golden lights naturally.
The golden lights were like shooting stars, falling into the nearby Chang 'an, the Summer State, the Middle Heaven Region, and the entire Firmament Heaven.
This was the Sword Dao Fate that overflowed from the world after the sword opened the Gate of Heaven and the Sword Dao reached a higher level.
It would be distributed to the Sword Cultivators of the world.
In the golden light, a rainbow light flashed and disappeared, rushing to an unknown place.
It was the ownerless Taoist Artifact after Li Qiubai's death, the Bull's Ear.
The golden light formed by the Sword Dao Fate tore apart the clouds in the sky.
Pieces of white cloud debris wandered in the sky and spread out. In the end, they fell from the sky like snowflakes.
The debris flew everywhere, turning into heavy snow that covered the sky and covered the ground.
In the Summer State, under the heavy snow, both the powerful cultivators and the weak mortals raised their heads. They were extremely shocked. They would never forget this scene for the rest of their lives.
It should be the Celestial Immortal who was drunk and crushed the white clouds.
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