It was a boundless and magnificent ocean.
The seawater continued to surge, and the white fog did not dissipate all year round, like strands of silk.
A great and incredible aura lingered above the surface of the ocean.
The world's first ocean.
The Heavenly River Ocean.
The sound of waves grew louder.
A majestic city gate stood in front of them.
It was simple and ancient, with the marks of the vicissitudes of time. The city wall was built with meteorites from outer space. It was majestic, as if endless stars were rushing toward them.
The huge city wall towered and stretched without end. It had existed since time immemorial and dominated the wilderness.
Everyone would only feel their insignificance in front of this city wall, as if they were just a speck of dust.
The city wall was shrouded in a layer of mist, and there were droplets of mist falling down.
At the corners of the city wall, there were even more traces of water.
The human race's first city gate, Heavenly River City.
This was a city that suppressed a world. The city wall was engraved with supreme runes and formations. It was the work of countless human cultivators.
It was so big that it even exceeded the scope of a city gate. It was vast and majestic.
And right on top of this city wall.
He was dressed in white, and his face was like jade. He looked handsome and heroic.
This was an extremely sharp sword cultivator. His eyes were deep, and his eyebrows were sword-like. He was very calm, and his every move was like a celestial walking in the mortal world.
This was the peerless sword cultivator who had suppressed Heavenly River City for 20,000 years, the Heavenly River Sword Immortal Chu Mushen.
Chu Mushen looked at the endless Heavenly River. No one knew what he was thinking.
His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and he was expressionless.
But in the next moment, this god-like sword immortal could not help but frown.
A murmur sounded in his ears, as if it was saying something.
"Take a good look at this sword …"
"It's him." As one of the three great sword immortals of the human race, Chu Mushen had never fought with Li Qiubai, but he was very familiar with him.
In the next moment, his eyes became deeper than the starry sky. The scene before him was no longer the endless Heavenly River. Instead, it became strange.
After a long time.
Chu Mushen's vision returned to normal.
But he looked at the undulating Heavenly River and was silent for a long time.
He knew that just now, whether good or evil, weak or strong, all the sword cultivators of the human race had seen that scene.
Chu Mushen stood on top of the most majestic city gate in the world and looked back at the city.
The warm light of the setting sun shone down.
At this moment, all the sword cultivators in the city looked up at the sky, lost.
Chu Mushen reached out his hand to block the setting sun and pursed his lips.
The setting sun was beautiful, but it was the afterglow.
His heart was greatly moved.
"If one learns of the Dao in the morning, one can die without regrets in the evening," Chu Mushen murmured.
This was not the first time.
A long time ago, in the ancient times, when the first Sword Immortal appeared, it was also a situation like this.
He allowed the sword cultivators to finally gain a foothold in the ranks of the orthodox cultivation schools of the human race, and caused the sword cultivators to have their first major turning point. They had a direction to move forward, and after countless years of development, they became one of the "Three Imperial Schools" of the human race.
Li Qiubai, on the other hand, had brought about a second turning point for the sword cultivators of the Human Race with his unparalleled elegance and talent. Moreover, the change this time would be more profound than the previous one.
Chu Mushen thought to himself.
After Li Qiubai's death, Chu Mushen, as the number one sword cultivator, clearly understood the significance of Chang 'an Sword Immortal's opening of the Heavenly Gate.
With the opening of the Heavenly Gate, the sword cultivators of this generation who witnessed the Heavenly Gate would undergo an unparalleled transformation.
Their path of sword cultivation would be smoother than before. The number of sword cultivators of this generation would continue to increase, and there would be more sword cultivators emerging.
If there was enough time, with the efforts of all the sword cultivators of this generation, sword cultivators might even reach an unprecedented peak in the year of Tianyuan. They would become the number one sword cultivator Heavenly River Sword Immortal, even stronger than Dharma cultivators.
Finally, he sighed and cupped his fists in the direction of Chang 'an.
"You, Li Qiubai, are the only sword cultivator in the world. Your sword cultivation opens the sky when you come and cleaves the mountains when you leave."
"People say you're climbing the stairs, but you've already passed the eighteenth floor."
"Impressive!"
Behind Chu Mushen, a Great Path suddenly descended.
At this moment, all the cultivators in Tianhe City looked at the majestic city gate.
Two dazzling pillars of light descended from the sky, shocking the Tianhe.
On this day, the sword cultivators of Tianhe City saw the Heavenly Gate, and then the Heavenly Gate.
On this day, Tianhe Sword Immortal Chu Mushen ascended to the Half-Martial Ancestor Realm.
Li Qiubai's last sword strike killed a Half-Martial Ancestor and created a new Half-Martial Ancestor.
.....
The clouds hung low, and a large patch of gorgeous white snow fell from the sky.
The Water Moon Temple Lord looked up.
She was not a sword cultivator, so she could not hear the sound that echoed between heaven and earth, nor could she see the flowing lights behind the Heavenly Gate.
But at this moment, she understood many things when she saw this scene.
"Dao Dispelling Celestial Phenomenon."
She murmured softly.
Immediately, the Water Moon Temple Lord looked at Lu Qingshan, who was standing at the bow of the boat.
Suddenly, she seemed to have sensed something. She put two fingers together and wiped her eyes.
A spiritual light flashed on her two fingers, and then it poured into her eyes.
Then, in the eyes of the Water Moon Temple Lord, the whole world became different, and the air currents of various colors drifted.
This was the spiritual eye, which could be used to observe Qi.
It was the unique Qi observation spiritual technique of the Tianji Temple.
She looked up.
Sure enough.
Between heaven and earth, among the clouds, there were suddenly tens of thousands of rays of light.
Suddenly, tens of thousands of golden rays of light fell like meteors, and there were so many of them that it was like birds migrating.
The golden rays of light that covered the sky and earth rushed into Lu Qingshan's body.
The graceful and noble Tianji Temple Vice Temple Lord opened her mouth in disbelief and stared blankly at this scene.
Others might not know what these golden rays of light were, but as a spirit cultivator of the Tianji Temple, how could she not know?
This was the Qi of Sword Dao.
Such a huge amount of Qi of Sword Dao belonged to Lu Qingshan.
She knew that as a Sword Dao prodigy, Lu Qingshan's Qi of Sword Dao must be extraordinary.
The problem was, this was too much, wasn't it?
It was as if Lu Qingshan was the spirit of Sword Dao, and he alone was favored by the Qi of Sword Dao.
What the Water Moon Temple Master didn't expect was that the Sword Dao Fate that almost covered the entire area wasn't all there was to it.
In her extremely shocked gaze, after this batch of golden rays of light entered Lu Qingshan's body, in the next moment, endless golden rays of light gushed out from the silver waves and rushed toward Lu Qingshan.
These golden rays of light converged into a river that flowed into the sea and did not return.
Lu Qingshan, who was enveloped by the Qi of Sword Dao, seemed to have turned into a True Immortal and was extremely dazzling.
In the end, Lu Qingshan's body glowed and formed a golden vortex. It was sacred and solemn, and it was awe-inspiring.
Not only was he the spirit of Sword Dao, but he was also the son of Sword Dao!
As the Water Moon Temple Lord thought of this, her expression became extremely interesting.
It was a pity that Lu Qingshan could not see this scene himself.
Because at this moment, tens of thousands of symbols rushed out from his Primordial Spirit. The golden rays of light tore through the void and lined up together.
"The remaining Four Mantras of Desolation …" Lu Qingshan muttered absent-mindedly.
Opening the Heavenly Gate with the sword was an opportunity given to all Sword Cultivators in the world.
However, how much one could gain from it depended on the person.
And his gains were already revealed — the Four Mantras of Desolation were activated at the same time.
Lu Qingshan was stunned. He felt the true Flawless Profound Meaning, comprehended the various principles and changes, and constantly evolved, comprehended, and imitated.
In an instant, it was as if thousands of years had passed.
For a moment, he was stunned, as if he had been petrified. He sank into a deep state of enlightenment and sensed the various changes.
Lu Qingshan's Sword Dao had not been opened, but he could still comprehend the Dao.
One symbol after another flew and turned into a rain of light, into various strange beasts, into mountains and rivers, and into the sun, moon, and stars. They moved with his mind and spirit.
Sword Qi rumbled and swept across the land. The sound of the sword whistled incessantly.
The Six Mantras of Desolation contained the lifetime comprehension of a Demons Half-Saint, who was equivalent to a Half-Ancestor of the Human Race. It was incomparably profound and powerful.
Lu Qingshan planned to use it to form the foundation of his Law Domain.
It was just that it was too difficult to digest and absorb such a powerful Battle Technique, turn it into his own comprehension, and derive his own Sword Dao from it. Who knew how much time it would take and how many opportunities and opportunities he would need …
But now, Li Qiubai had bestowed the Sword Cultivators of the world with such an opportunity, and also gave Lu Qingshan such an opportunity.
Lu Qingshan absorbed the endless Profound Meaning to explore the supreme Battle Technique, as if he was intoxicated.
The space between his brows began to glow. A purple-gold lotus mark quietly emerged, flashing like a divine lamp. It emitted wisps of brilliance and illuminated the void.
Finally, a figure emerged in his Knowledge Sea, displaying various sword moves. It was vast and mighty, and shook the universe.
A supreme aura spread from the illusory figure and suppressed the entire Knowledge Sea.
Lu Qingshan was already cut off from the outside world.
There was Sword Dao Blessing on the outside and Sword Dao comprehension on the inside. The two changes happened almost at the same time, bringing about a tremendous transformation.
Lu Qingshan's Great Emptiness, comprehending the supreme Battle Technique, benefited greatly.
Finally, all the brilliance stabilized and transformed back into the Four Mantras of Desolation. But compared to before, the four symbols were incomparably vivid and full of vitality.
And in the outside world, the Sword Dao Blessing that filled the sky had completely merged into his body.
Lu Qingshan abruptly opened his eyes. He had digested all the comprehensions.
The Four Mantras of Desolation, which he couldn't understand before, were now beyond the threshold.
'Condense', 'Welcome', 'Slash', 'See'.
Those were the meaning of the remaining four symbols.
"It's done." Lu Qingshan couldn't help but be excited after learning the four symbols.
Although he still hadn't created a new Secret Sword technique, compared to before, everything was already different.
He only needed the last step, which was to implement his understanding of Sword Dao in the Four Mantras. Then, he could comprehend his true Secret Sword Art and reach perfection.
And when the Six Mantras of Desolation reached perfection, he would condense the Law Domain Seed, open up the Law Domain, and enter the Body Integration Stage.
That was the peak of his previous life.
All of this wouldn't be too far away.
After gradually recovering from his excitement, Lu Qingshan's eyes gradually became clear. He was immediately startled.
Unknowingly, the Water Moon Observatory Master had appeared three feet in front of him with a strange look in her eyes.
"Something incredible just happened …" the Water Moon Observatory Master said.
Lu Qingshan was in a daze for a moment, then slowly nodded.
"Sword Immortal Chang An has fallen." He said in a hoarse voice, "Before he died, he used a sword for all of us."
"A sword to open the gates of heaven."
At this moment, even though she wasn't a Sword Cultivator, the Water Moon Observatory Master was speechless and filled with endless respect.
"The last sword could still make all the Sword Cultivators in the world." In the end, she shook her head in disappointment. "How boring would it be if the Sword Dao didn't have such a playboy."
Lu Qingshan was silent. He only felt a sense of pride reverberating in his chest.
In the end, he cupped his fists in the direction of Chang An City and said softly, "The Sword Dao that we Sword Cultivators cultivate in is in the Jianghu. How can we revert back to the past? The new waves will always push the old ones. The tide will always be higher."
At this moment, the pride in his chest had already turned into a heroic spirit.
A murmur echoed in Lu Qingshan's heart.
Li Qiubai, I won't let you be too lonely.
.....
Chang An City.
Everything had ended.
Xia Qing, the once insufferably arrogant Prince of Qing, was now a dried up corpse lying on the ground.
However, the powerful physical body of a Half-Ancestor Body Cultivator still released a terrifying aura that kept people away.
The aura of death still existed.
This was the power of a Half-Ancestor.
If no one made a move, Xia Qing's physical body would not decay even after tens of thousands of years.
However, such a peak Body Cultivator's ten thousand years of glory, ten thousand years of planning, and ten thousand years of pride were all destroyed by Li Qiubai's sword. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
In the palace.
As Li Qiubai disappeared between heaven and earth, the Female Supreme slowly lowered her hand.
She had her back to everyone. Although her face was covered in tears, she did not let out a single sob.
But even so, from her slightly trembling body and trembling shoulders, everyone could clearly feel her endless sorrow.
Hundreds of cultivators of the Da Xia Kingdom looked at Xia Hou's back. They looked at the white clouds falling from the sky like snow. They retracted their auras and bowed deeply in the direction Li Qiubai had disappeared.
Outside the Summer State, Sword Immortal Qingyun also bowed in that direction.
Seven thousand miles away, Lu Qingshan cupped his fists.
Outside the endless mountains and rivers, Chu Mushen cupped his fists in Heavenly River City.
The sword cultivators in the city cupped their fists in unison.
At Jade Gate Pass, Xia Daoyun cupped her fists in unison. The sword cultivators of the Sword Sect cupped their fists in unison.
In the seven human domains, all the human sword cultivators cupped their fists in unison.
In the end, everyone cupped their fists.
.....
With the death of King Qing, not even one out of a thousand citizens of Chang 'an remained. The city was almost empty. Everyone who was left was at a loss.
Fortunately, Xia Hou was not dead. The dragons were not without a leader.
After a long silence, Xia Hou raised her hand again and wiped away the tears in her eyes.
"Immediately rescue the surviving cultivators in the city. At the same time, inform the major sects and Heavenly River City of this matter as soon as possible to prevent a second riot in the Qing State," she said.
The consequences of this matter were too great.
A human Half-Ancestor, a human Sword Immortal, and the strongest Demon Venerable of the Demons, Dark Venerable, had died in Chang 'an City at the same time.
This was a major event that had not happened in ten thousand years.
King Qing was regarded as a god in the Qing State.
If news of his death spread, it was very likely to cause chaos among the cultivators of the Qing State.
It was hard to imagine how the Demons of the Tianmen Region would react.
Besides, it was unknown what kind of chain reaction would be caused by the massacre in Chang 'an.
This would be a time of chaos. All kinds of monsters could appear and take advantage of the situation.
They had to inform all the powerful cultivators of the human race as soon as possible so that they could be prepared in advance. They would not be caught off guard.
At this moment, the spirit light formed by the spirit boat and a sword light stopped in the sky above Chang 'an City.
The Water Moon Temple Lord arrived in Chang 'an with Lu Qingshan and Xie Qingyun, who came on his sword.
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