Tong Xiu had not experienced the Heart Demon Tribulation, so he would always be just Half-Step into Dao Integration.
All the elders of the Sacred Land nodded and said,
"However, we did not expect Elder Su to be so terrifying. His spiritual energy purity is on par with those who have truly achieved Dao Integration."
"After this battle, Tong Xiu will most likely attempt to break through to Dao Integration. Elder Su deserves the title of ’the foremost below Dao Integration’."
"In literature, there is no first, and in martial arts, no second. This is the Ascension Platform. Only one can stand here; that is the rule."
"Nineteenth Elder, you have already done your best."
Thunder roared, filling the sky and echoing in everyone’s ears.
In an instant, Wenren Pingxin’s heart leaped to his throat. The spiritual energy around his body burst forth, trying to pull Su Bei out completely.
The faces of the Sword Sect Disciples turned pale. Those with less courage had even covered their eyes, not daring to look.
Shouts of alarm instantly spread throughout Azure Cloud Mountain.
Dan Wulan’s face was utterly pale, without a trace of color, as he stared at the scene before him.
Key Smoke, Yu Hongxiu, and the other women all fixed their gazes on the figure beneath the magnificent heavenly lightning.
His face was deathly pale. Numerous fine lacerations had burst open on his fingers, and blood flowed incessantly from all visible parts of his body. His white garment was no longer pristine, stained a deep crimson.
They knew Su Bei wouldn’t die, thanks to the enhancement from the Sacred Land’s Big Array. Even so, the consequences of being struck by this jade thunder, which encapsulated the wrath of heaven and earth, were unimaginable.
The lightest consequence would be the destruction of his Dantian; the gravest, an inability to cultivate for the rest of his life.
Beneath the jade thunder, as mighty as a mountain, just as the Grand Elder of the Sacred Land had said, under the heavens, all were but ants.
Su Bei stood upon this jade thunder, which had transformed into a dragon of lightning, and soared upward. With a flick of his wide sleeve, its opening extended infinitely, obscuring the sky and sun. The earth trembled and shattered.
"The heavens, divine punishment!!"
In Su Bei’s eyes, the figure of Tong Xiu loomed larger and larger. The intense pain throughout his body had long since rendered him numb.
He laughed, his smile brilliant.
His blood-stained white garment fluttered as he softly said,
"Speaking of which, Su Mou also has a sword."
"Its name also contains the words ’heavens’."
He spoke these words very softly. Perhaps it was because of the disarray in his meridians; this battle against Tong Xiu, much like his fight with Lin Duo, was relentless and continuous.
Yet everyone heard his words loud and clear.
As if understanding the meaning of Su Bei’s words, the Qingping Sword circled around him, its sword cries resounding endlessly.
Su Bei closed his eyes.
When I fought Lin Duo that day, I clearly felt my own limits. But I also knew that humans... have no limits.
The heavens? Irreversible?
The great momentum of the world? Unstoppable?
The next moment, the winds and clouds changed color between heaven and earth.
First, the continuous roar of thunder exploded, then a rainbow, like a single line, tore through space.
Laughing loudly, Su Bei’s meridians shattered one by one within his body. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚫𝙣𝙚𝙩
"It is said that the great momentum of heaven and earth, once affirmed by the Heavenly Dao, becomes the great power. When the time is right, heaven and earth lend their strength; when fortune departs, even heroes are not free. One who carries this great momentum can be invincible."
"It is said that the heavens are irreversible."
"However, for a Swordsman,"
"they should wield their Longsword towards the void, tread playfully among the stars, and with a mighty roar, turn heaven and earth crimson!"
"A mere whisper from them should carry the audacity to make the heavens themselves bow in submission!"
As he spoke, the meridians within his body had already completely ruptured.
The spiritual energy around him surged even more violently. At this moment, his body momentarily radiated an uncanny golden brilliance.
Key Smoke’s eyes focused on Su Bei, as if she realized something.
She finally sighed. Perhaps—just perhaps?
The Great Sword Immortals who once roamed the world peerlessly—be it Shangguan Bieli, Shangguan Wendao, or Gong Sunqingchen—had all once used this sword.
And in the past millennium, Su Bei was the last to use this sword, a technique lost for an unknown number of ages.
This was because the sword was renowned for its boundless Sword Qi and Sword Intent. If one’s cultivation was insufficient, forcibly using this sword would result in instant death from the backlash.
Tong Xiu’s eyes watched Su Bei, feeling the enormous spiritual energy condensing around him, his eyes filled with an unusual heat.
Su Bei raised his hands to his chest, making a grasping motion as if holding the hilt and sheath of a Longsword.
Then he slowly pulled with both hands, and the Qingping Sword returned to his palm.
The Sword Qi climbed higher and higher, as if there was no end to it.
Clearly, this sword was the ultimate expression of the Sovereign Sword, perfectly embodying the principle of "overwhelming others with sheer power"!
In an instant, the endlessly rising, pure golden Sword Qi enveloped an area dozens of miles wide, centered on the two of them.
At this moment, how could this Sword Qi be merely a hundred or a thousand zhang in length?
What did it matter that it was enveloped by the great momentum of heaven and earth?
What did it matter that the heavens were said to be irreversible?
This sword of Su Bei’s was the pinnacle of the Sovereign Sword. He had originally thought he would only be able to grasp its essence and truly wield it unhindered after he achieved Dao Integration.
His meridians were damaged.
This sword was a Sovereign Sword, the ultimate sword of the Sovereign Path.
It also bore the word ’heavens,’ but unlike Tong Xiu’s technique that borrowed power from the heavens.
"This sword, Sword Seven."
"Defying the Heavens!!"
The next moment, in Tong Xiu’s vision, that line of pure golden Sword Qi transformed into a boundless expanse, surging like the waters of a great river.