Opening the Immortal Path, A Great Era of Contention, The Sword Arrives!

Chapter 445 Opening the Immortal Path, A Great Era of Contention, The Sword Arrives!

The phantom of the primordial giant in the northern desert has not yet completely dissipated, and the extraordinary phenomenon of the Kunpeng soaring through the starry sea in the East China Sea is still vivid in our minds. A dramatic change is about to occur again in the world!

"Buzz—!!!"

That vast wave, seemingly emanating from the heavens and containing the supreme will of the Heavenly Dao, once again swept across the entire world without warning. Its power was even more magnificent than when the Dharma Body had perished and the world had undergone drastic changes.

This time, the most dazzling golden light burst forth from the very source of the world, instantly filling the entire sky!

Whether it's day or night, no matter where you are, as long as you look up, you can see that boundless golden light that replaces the sky, as if the heavens themselves have descended upon you.

The Book of Mortals has revealed its divine power once more!

Its scale was even more expansive and magnificent than when it enveloped Shaolin Temple and proclaimed the passing of the Arhats.

The phantom of the golden book spanned the universe, seemingly woven from the stars and laws of the heavens, exuding an unparalleled majesty as if recording history and judging the changing of eras.

The sound of the turning pages transformed into a grand symphony, as if millions of people were chanting scriptures simultaneously, or as if the trajectories of the ancient stars were interwoven, directly striking the soul of every living being!

Throughout the entire Great Xia world, countless gazes, still reeling from the shock and bewilderment of the dramatic changes in the world and the surge in power, once again involuntarily and unanimously turned towards the golden light that dominated the heavens and earth.

As if engraved by the very hand of Heaven, imbued with the weight of history and supreme authority, the golden characters began to be clearly imprinted, word by word, on the golden sky, and also on the trembling hearts of all living beings in the world:

[The Great Xia Dynasty, the Last Day of Summer, the beginning of dramatic changes in heaven and earth.]

On the shores of the East Sea, at the Immortal Ascension Gate, the Daoist Lord sheds his shackles, attaining carefree bliss and ultimately proving the supreme Dao fruit!

The opening two sentences alone were enough to send shockwaves through countless hearts!

Taojun!

The mysterious and unpredictable leader of the Feathered Gate, who once held the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking for hundreds of years and was regarded as a living legend in the martial arts world!

The words continued to flow, carrying with them an objectivity and grandeur that bordered on admiration:

[The Daoist Master of the Feathered Ascension Sect, having cultivated for over eight hundred years, possesses a profound foundation in Dao and boundless wisdom. However, the heavy shackles of heaven and earth, and the obscured spiritual energy, have limited him, even though he has long since touched the threshold of higher realms. He is content to remain in seclusion, guarding the world, due to the constraints of his environment.]

This description alone has already stirred the hearts of countless older martial artists who know the legend of Dao Jun.

It turns out that the unfathomable Dao Lord had already touched upon the realm beyond the Dharma Body, but had suppressed it for hundreds of years for the sake of this world?!

The following text is like opening a door to the age of mythology, causing all "readers" to tremble and roar from the depths of their souls:

Today, the world is undergoing dramatic changes, spiritual energy is being revived, and an unprecedented opportunity has arrived!

[The Dao Lord sensed that the time had come, and in accordance with the great trend, he shed the shackles of hundreds of years, stretched out his Dao body, and manifested the supreme Dharma form of "Kunpeng's Free and Unfettered Roaming"!]

Its form spans the azure sky, roams the starry sea, and swallows the galaxy, evoking the ultimate Daoist essence of ascension to immortality amidst boundless freedom and transcendence!

Finally, deep within the celestial galaxy, gathering the boundless spiritual energy of eight hundred years of Dao foundation and the dramatic changes in heaven and earth, it broke through the limits of the Dharma body, shed its mortal form, condensed its immortal essence, and sublimated the essence of life—

The golden characters here shone with an unprecedentedly intense light, as if even the heavens were celebrating and witnessing the birth of a great legend!

[Attained the status of a True Immortal!]

"boom-!!!"

Despite having a premonition, when the two words "True Immortal," which seemed to exist only in ancient myths, strange tales, and vague records in the oldest classics of sects, were proclaimed by the Heavenly Dao [Book of the Mortal World] and clearly imprinted into the minds of all living beings, the entire Great Xia world fell into an absolute silence that was even more thorough and bewildering than when they learned of the Dharma Body's demise!

Immortal?

True Immortal?

Above the Dharma Body—is actually the Path to Immortality!

Those ancient myths that circulate in the streets and alleys and are scorned or regarded as anecdotes by most martial artists are actually true?

Is it really possible for someone to transcend the void and ascend to immortality through cultivation?

And Daojun—this living legend—actually took that first step right before their eyes at the beginning of this cataclysmic change in the world, becoming—an immortal!

After a brief period of deathly silence, a storm swept across the entire world!

"A true immortal? Daoist Lord... has become an immortal?"

"My God! Above the Dharma Body lies the Path of Immortality? Ancient legends—they're not fiction!"

"True Immortal—what kind of realm is that? Immortality? The ability to move stars and change constellations?"

"Dao Lord—truly worthy of the title! After centuries of dormancy, he rose to the heavens in a single moment, ascending to immortality!"

"It's over—the Dao Lord has ascended to immortality, and the Feathered Ascension Sect will become the undisputed holy land of the world! No, it will become the Immortal Sect!"

Exclamations of surprise, horror, awe, fervor, bewilderment, and the immense shock of a completely new and unknown territory surged wildly in the hearts of countless people.

Especially those young martial artists and geniuses on the Human Ranking, they only realized today how vast the world of martial arts is!

The Dharma body is not the end point; above it lies a mystical immortal path.

This was like opening a brand new door before their eyes, filling them with awe and boundless longing and surging motivation.

Those powerful individuals who had already entered the realm of outer vision, or even the realm of Dharma Aspect, experienced a more complex and profound understanding.

Somewhere in southern Xinjiang.

Kong Zhu, who had already reached the peak of his external realm and whose aura was as solid as a mountain, was playing chess with Duan Heyu, whose cultivation had also greatly improved.

The Book of Mortals manifested its divine power, filling the sky with golden light. The two stopped fighting simultaneously and looked up at the sky.

Upon seeing the words "True Immortal," Kongzhu's hand holding the toy trembled slightly, and his eyes erupted with unprecedented shock: "The Path to Immortality—so the ultimate martial art is to attain immortality! Daoist Lord—truly a role model for us all!"

He took a deep breath, feeling a long-lost surge of pride and ambition ignite in his chest. The slight sense of pride he had felt earlier due to his sudden increase in strength vanished instantly, replaced by an infinite desire for a higher realm.

Duan Heyu also nodded solemnly: "Yes—compared to Daojun, compared to this supreme immortal path, our current achievements are just the beginning."

The road ahead is long and arduous, but that only makes it more all the more captivating!

Xiao Yishan's tiger-like eyes widened, and he clenched his fists: "True Immortal—what a true immortal! A true man born between heaven and earth should be like this! The Dharma body is not the end; the path to immortality is the journey!"

The major sects and aristocratic families reacted even more strongly.

The leader of the Great River Gang, a burly old man who was also a Grandmaster, gazed at the sky, lost in thought for a long time. Finally, he sighed and said, "True Immortal—when I was young, I heard my ancestor mention ancient secrets, and I thought it was an exaggeration—I never thought that in my lifetime I would be able to witness the birth of a True Immortal! Dao Lord—truly like the bright moon in the sky, we can only look up to him."

The higher-ups of forces such as the Life and Death Sword Sect and the Seven Emotions Sect were also thrown into a huge shock.

Some extremely old monsters, some of whom had even met the Daoist Lord once in his youth or heard his legends, were even more agitated and unable to control themselves.

They had witnessed the rise of that legend, felt his terrifying talent and unfathomable depth, but who could have imagined that after hundreds of years of silence in the realm of Dharma Body, he would seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and leap into the realm of True Immortal?

This can no longer be described as "genius"; it is simply a myth born of necessity!

At the level of Dharmakaya, the experience becomes even more subtle and profound.

Deep within the Southern Frontier, in the heart of a den of ten thousand poisons.

The Fairy Maiden of Ten Thousand Poisons stood barefoot atop the churning, seven-colored poisonous miasma, her stunningly beautiful face now etched with solemnity and an undisguised astonishment.

She gazed eastward, as if she could see through endless space the lingering aura of ascension to immortality.

"A true immortal—what a magnificent Daoist master!"

She parted her red lips slightly, her voice carrying a complex meaning, "I pride myself on my talent, which is not inferior to others. In this degenerate age, I have struggled and made slow progress. I thought that the great changes in the world would be the time for us to strive forward and close the gap—but I never expected that he would take advantage of this opportunity to soar to the sky and leave everyone far behind."

A seven-colored poisonous light swirled around her, subtly resonating with the increasingly dense poisonous spiritual energy in the world: "However—the path to immortality has been opened, the shackles have been removed. My centuries of accumulation are about to—be stretched out!"

Before she finished speaking, her aura suddenly exploded!

Behind him, a myriad poisonous magic formation, formed from countless beautiful yet deadly poisons, miasma, and poisonous patterns, soared into the sky, stirring up the winds and clouds across the southern border. It frantically absorbed the spiritual energy and poisonous essence of the world after the dramatic changes, and its power rose steadily, showing signs of breaking through the bottleneck and stepping into the middle stage of the Dharma Body!

The Wang clan of Langya in the Central Plains.

Wang Shoujing stood atop a floating fairy mountain, his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind.

He gazed at the golden characters on the sky, his face expressionless, only the deep starlight in his eyes seemed to flow slightly faster.

"Free and Unfettered Wanderer—Ascension to Immortality—Brother Dao, you have finally reached this point, surpassing everyone else."

He murmured to himself, his tone filled with emotion, admiration, and a barely perceptible hint of relief and a competitive spirit, "Now that you have opened the gate to immortality, this path is no longer a vague and unattainable legend."

He slowly raised his right hand, and on his palm, it seemed as if mountains, rivers, civilization, and the profound fortune of the land were rising from him, resonating with the vast earth veins of the entire Great Xia Central Plains.

"My way lies in 'maintaining stillness' and 'bearing burdens.' As the world undergoes dramatic changes, the spirit of civilization should also rise accordingly."

His aura began to grow steadily and immensely, and a hazy, otherworldly phenomenon appeared behind him, seemingly composed of a long river of civilization consisting of countless lights, poetry, music, cities, mountains, and rivers. It became increasingly solid and brilliant amidst the surge of spiritual energy, propelling his cultivation towards a stable mid-stage of the Dharma Body realm.

In the secret realm, within the spirit pool.

The old emperor of Great Xia, who was healing with the help of pure spiritual liquid and new spiritual energy and whose aura had mostly recovered, suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying light shot out from his aged eyes.

"A true immortal—a Daoist master—he actually—"

The old emperor's voice, filled with disbelief and shock, then turned into a long sigh, brimming with complex emotions: "Back then, I knew he was no ordinary person, but I never imagined—he was this extraordinary. He lay dormant for hundreds of years, remaining silent until the moment he spoke, and then his voice shook the heavens! He directly entered the realm of legend!"

He sensed the surging spiritual energy in the pool and his own rapidly recovering, even subtly strengthening, dragon energy. A resolute glint flashed in his eyes: "The path to immortality has appeared, and the times have changed. Though I am old and frail, plagued by old injuries, having this opportunity, how can I remain here, merely clinging to life?"

boom!

The secret realm trembled, and the pool water boiled!

A vast and majestic crimson-gold dragon aura, imbued with the iron-bloodedness and vicissitudes of time, erupted from the old emperor's body, transforming into a slightly aged yet still powerful five-clawed golden dragon dharma image. It roared to the sky, frantically devouring the spiritual energy gathered in the secret realm. The dimness left by the old wounds on its body was quickly filled with new power, and its aura rose all the way up, showing a tendency to return to its peak and even advance further!

Beneath the phantom of that primordial giant on the northern grasslands.

Agula Canglang, a weathered man wielding a dark, massive axe, slowly withdrew his gaze from the eastern starry sea.

His bronze face remained expressionless, but in his eyes, as deep as the night sky over the grasslands, a more intense and primal flame ignited.

"True Immortal—the path of carefree transcendence—" he murmured softly, his voice like two giant rocks rubbing together, "Your path is magnificent. But my path lies here."

He slammed the giant axe in his hand onto the ground!

"Thump—!!!"

It was as if the entire northern desert trembled! The towering, ancient giant phantom roared silently, becoming even more solid and ferocious.

Endless primal energy, the power of the earth, and the raw, untamed power of countless creatures on the grasslands as their spiritual energy revived, surged wildly into the giant's body and into Agula the Wolf's form, like rivers flowing into the sea.

His aura did not become ethereal; instead, it became heavier, more domineering, and more destructive, as if he wanted to break through some kind of boundary with this pure and ultimate "power."

The giant axe weapon emitted an excited hum, and faint black cracks appeared in the space around the axe blade.

His cultivation, too, under the infusion of vast power, was steadily advancing towards the peak of the late stage of the Dharma Body realm!

All the Dharma Bodies understood that Daojun's step was not only a personal breakthrough, but also pointed out the way forward for everyone and ignited the flames of revolution.

In this unprecedented era of change, no one wants to fall behind!

Outside the cave at Wujian Cliff in the East China Sea, at Jianmen.

Ye Wuqing stood with his hands behind his back atop the solitary peak, the gale blowing against his blue robe and long hair.

He gazed in the direction of the Feathered Gate, his eyes filled with nothing but pure admiration and emotion, devoid of any jealousy.

"True Immortal—Brother Dao, you have finally reached this point, surpassing everyone else."

His voice carried clearly on the sea breeze, "In the past, you suppressed me and Liao Kong. Although I knew I was inferior, my sword still had its edge to challenge. Now, seeing you soar like the Kunpeng, ascending to immortality—I realize the gap is beyond what the word 'realm' can describe."

"Such talent, intelligence, and wisdom are rare throughout history. In ancient times, they would surely have been supreme beings who illuminated an era, like the Thunder God or the Ghost Immortal of the Underworld."

"That one from the grasslands, having inherited the legacy of an ancient great shaman, wields a divine weapon of astonishing power. He might rival eighty percent of the grandeur of a Dao Lord, but he would still be somewhat inferior. As for us—"

He shook his head and said frankly, "It's even worse."

However, after speaking, Ye Wuqing's gaze quickly returned to the deep cave.

When he sensed the increasingly perfect, vast, and completely stable aura within him, which was still absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and seemed to have infinite potential, his cold and stern face revealed an undisguised and extremely joyful smile for the first time!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The laughter was clear and melodious, like the sound of a sword, soaring into the sky and causing the surrounding clouds to churn, with thousands of sword energies resonating in response!

"However, Heaven is fair, and eras turn! Just as there are Dao Lords who have paved the way for immortality, there must also be successors who will display their brilliance and compete with the stars!"

His eyes blazed with an unprecedentedly sharp sword intent, as if he wanted to cleave through the sky, the sea, and this newly born world.

"Li Xijun! Bearing a great secret, wielding the power of the Primal Darkness, and cultivating the Three Paths, he has already achieved the Dharma Body before the age of thirty! The intensity of his power, the wonder of his path, and the limitlessness of his future—in my opinion, he may not be inferior to the Dao Lord, and may even be—"

His laughter grew increasingly passionate, filled with a sense of pride in witnessing a legend and participating in history: "Even surpassing their predecessors! This long journey of immortality, this magnificent new era, needs figures like these to wield their talents and write even more splendid chapters. How fortunate we are to witness such a grand spectacle and to share an era with such a person!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Wuqing stopped suppressing himself!

"Clang—!"

A sword cry, seemingly emanating from beyond the heavens, resounded throughout the universe!

It did not originate from the ancient sword he carried, but rather from the very essence of his life, from his supreme swordsmanship!

next moment.

A sword light, so pure, refined, and brilliant beyond description, rose from Ye Wuqing's crown chakra!

That was the manifestation of his lifelong swordsmanship, sword heart and will, and the resonance and fusion with the infinite swordsmanship fortune after the dramatic changes in the world.

The sword light was initially just a line, but it quickly expanded and transformed into a towering sword pillar that seemed to support the heavens and separate the clear from the turbid!

Above the sword pillar, endless sword energy circulates, evolving into scenes of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, and the birth and death of the river of time, ultimately returning to the principles of the sword!

"Buzzing!"

"Clang clang clang—"

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At this moment, in the Great Xia world, whether on the shores of the East China Sea or in the deserts of the West, whether in the mountains of the South or the grasslands of the North, all those who possessed sword cultivation, regardless of whether their swords were divine weapons or ordinary iron and wooden swords, involuntarily trembled and hummed violently!

It was as if they were paying homage to the king of swords, responding to the call of the supreme sword path!

Countless swordsmen stared at the sky in astonishment, some excited, some in awe, and some with a sudden inspiration!

A celestial sword phenomenon occurs, and ten thousand swords resound in unison!

With the infusion of this vast sword energy and the complete explosion of his own hundreds of years of accumulation, Ye Wuqing's aura soared like a rocket!

The initial peak of the Dharma Body — Breakthrough!

Within the Dharmakaya—Break!

It advanced rapidly until it stood firmly at the peak of the middle stage of the Dharma Body, only a hair's breadth away from the later stage, before slowly coming to a halt.

The colossal sword pillar phenomenon slowly subsided, eventually transforming into a barely perceptible yet incomparably sharp sword intent, which returned to Ye Wuqing's body. He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes shining brightly, as if he had been reborn.

He looked into the cave again, sensing the vast aura within that seemed to be drawing in energy due to the dramatic changes in the outside world and his own breakthrough, and was about to emerge from seclusion. The smile on his lips deepened.

The tide of the new era has arrived in full force.

And those who ride the waves should naturally emerge!