C1371 The Sword Rose!
The vast deep sea, blanketed by miles of thick ice, fractured instantaneously under Yu Yuan's movements!
The broken fragments soared into the sky, transforming into gleaming silver Immortal Swords.
As sword light after sword light emerged from the River of Swords, they fused with the Immortal Swords born from the ice, as if endowing each blade with a newfound soul.
In the blink of an eye, countless dazzling Immortal Swords became a vast ocean of sword light, thrusting towards the Abyssal Leviathan.
Those who witnessed this spectacle were suddenly struck with blindness, unable to see anything.
The intensity of the sword light was so fierce, so incandescent, it surpassed the utmost capacity of their eyes!
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The towering Abyssal Leviathan, thousands of meters in height and gaunt in appearance, was perforated in an instant by billions of sword lights!
Its body was riddled with numerous luminous cavities, and even its crimson and pearly eyes were penetrated by the sword light.
In response to the pain, the Abyssal Leviathan let out a muffled groan.
The ice shards that had broken free from the sea fell into the River of Swords below, as if breathing endless vitality into the River.
Beneath the Frost Star, dozens of Rivers of Swords intricately arranged themselves into a complex sword circle.
"Heaven-Opening Sword Array!"
Du Yuan, Yue Mu, and Ji Ningshuang, gradually adjusting to the intense light, gazed in awe at the River of Swords from a distance, tracing the paths of the sword light with their eyes, their faces etched with wonder.
The Sword Sect's "Heaven-Opening Sword Array" typically required the combined effort of hundreds of Sword Immortals to execute.
Legend had it that this extraordinary sword circle was the brainchild of the Sword Sect's Grand Sword Immortal and the primordial spirit of the Ebon Star, harboring the profound mysteries of the universe.
It was nearly impossible for the Sword Sect to assemble so many Sword Immortals in such a short time, making the appearance of the Heaven-Opening Sword Array a rarity.
Who could have imagined that the River of Swords, crafted by Nie Qingtian, would successfully manifest the Heaven-Opening Sword Array?
The deep-sea ice, upon entering the River of Swords, miraculously transformed into Immortal Swords!
These Immortal Swords then integrated with the ancient sword force concealed within the depths of the River of Swords, miraculously evolving into the Heaven-Opening Sword Array!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Broad swathes of sword light, like vibrant ribbons and trails of flowing luminescence, encircled the Abyssal Leviathan. Some beams of sword light resembled lightning serpents or the vast mountain ranges of otherworldly realms, while others twisted through space-time or cascaded like waterfalls. Certain strands carried the ominous intent of slaughter, and others were imbued with the scent of inescapable destiny.
The Heaven-Opening Sword Array, ever-shifting in form, enveloped the Abyssal Leviathan. In every fleeting moment, countless beams of sword light burst forth.
Simultaneously, Yu Yuan stood with a body flickering between light and shadow, exuding an air of mystery. At this moment, his form oscillated between the tangible and the ethereal. At times, he appeared as a soul; at others, he was a corporeal being of flesh and blood. He seemed to be both present and phasing into nothingness.
After undergoing innumerable transformations, he appeared to have achieved a state of "completeness," returning to the tangible world. Still in his physical form, he clenched the sword sheath in one hand while the other reached out towards the deep sea.
The ocean's surface, once mirror-smooth, was suddenly awash with a crimson glow, its eerie beauty breathtaking.
"Sword, rise!" Yu Yuan commanded with a deep cry.
From the ocean floor, prism-shaped meteorites, each a shade of crimson, soared upward like a multitude of blades. The peculiar meteorite cluster that had once emerged at the edge of the Kuvrepros Astral Domain, which had long eluded Ciara and Demian, now burst forth from the sea's depths.
"Titanblade!"
"The Divine Sword lies at the ocean's bottom!" exclaimed the two platinum Shura, their voices filled with awe as they gazed upon the meteorite sea, sensing the formidable sword's will within. Overwhelmed by the revelation, they could not contain their excitement.
"Titanblade!"
The surviving Shura, the three Unbound Grand Sword Immortals of the Sword Sect, and the envoys from the Chamber of Commerce and Boulderdawn stood in stunned silence. The Titanblade, rumored to have vanished alongside Zekrica, had unexpectedly revealed itself here.
The myriad prism-shaped meteorites transformed into swords that rent the heavens, drawing upon the sword force of the River of Swords. With techniques such as Soulsever, Spirit Destruction, Starshard, Moonfall, Sun Splitting, Godsbane, Demon Suppress, and Dread Spawn, they unleashed a multifaceted assault upon the Abyssal Leviathan from every conceivable angle.
Enveloped by the Heaven-Opening Sword Array, the Abyssal Leviathan was overwhelmed by a sea of crimson sword light, forced to withstand the onslaught of a thousand swords.
Trapped within, he had no choice but to revert to his primal form—a massive fish clad in silver scales, armed with razor-sharp teeth. With the resilience of a giant beast, he braced against the relentless barrage of sword light.
He could sense the presence of the Titanblade, which had been suppressed in the Dark Realm by Sabonis for eons, now right before his eyes!
It lay amidst the countless meteorites!
The true Titanblade was here, along with the sword spirit and sheath, while the River of Swords flowed with an unending stream of sword force.
This was akin to the spirit of Nie Qingtian, long since departed, manifesting once more.
The Sword Sect's most formidable weapon, the Titanblade, now wielded the Divine Sword and unleashed the Heaven-Opening Sword Array. Even as a cosmic giant beast, he struggled to defend against such might.
Every instant, his majestic body, surpassing stars in grandeur, accumulated thousands of delicate sword scars.
His scales, more durable than platinum, began to crack and peel away under the assault.
He let out mournful cries, roaring in agony.
"Titanblade!"
Jun Chen, Tian Zang, Bai He, and Zhou You from the Boulderdawn, their Divine Visages dispersed, stood in awe of the dazzling Star River.
They watched as innumerable ice rocks and meteorites transformed into Immortal Swords, drawing in sword force from the River of Swords and raining down upon the Abyssal Leviathan like a tempest.
In the face of such dense, fearsome sword light, no realm could endure, save for the Everlands.
Even the Primal Blood Continent of the mighty Demon God Grec could be shattered in an instant, its landscapes ruined, its Blood Fiends perishing in droves.
Only Grec at his zenith, rooted in the Solar Meridian, could hope to survive such a catastrophe.
Not even a ninth-level Demon God would stand a chance!
"Titanblade!"
Yu Yuan, standing atop the Dragon Slaying Stage with the sword sheath in hand, hovered above the fray, gazing down upon the Abyssal Leviathan besieged by a dizzying array of sword spells.
He felt the presence of the sword spirit.
The sword spirit, now one with the Titanblade, lay amidst the numerous crimson meteorites, its essence intertwined with his soul, yearning ceaselessly for his remnant soul.
Deep within the River of Swords, hundreds of delicate soul threads shimmered—echoes of the sword's will he had once dispersed and now sought to understand.
In this moment, these gossamer strands of soul were in communion with the Titanblade's sword spirit, voraciously siphoning his Soul Power and exerting dominion over the Heaven-Opening Sword Array, commanding the myriad of crimson sword lights.
He was the embodiment of the sword circle, the very soul of all Titan's Cleavers!
"Only I am capable of this!" Yu Yuan realized with lucid clarity. His past as a dragon slayer, his cultivation of the Wraithbinding as a Lunar Spirit, the Soul Forging through Enlightenment as a heaven soul, and the ability of his Solar Spirit to leave his body—these had rendered his dominant soul enigmatic and profound, enabling him to wield the Heaven-Opening Sword Array.
He could manipulate the sword light birthed by the Nine Celestial Slashes to strike the Abyssal Leviathan from every conceivable angle!
"How can this be?"
"How is this possible?" Du Yuan and Yue Mu exchanged incredulous glances.
"Not even Master Gu, were he here, could likely bear the tumultuous and disordered sword force!" Yue Mu inhaled sharply, gazing at Yu Yuan, who stood on the Dragon Slaying Stage like a figure out of myth, and shook his head in amazement, struggling to accept what he saw.
Ji Ningshuang had already returned her sword to its scabbard. Draped in white, she hovered gracefully, her eyes alight with wonder. Yet, deep within, she harbored the same profound bewilderment.
"How can this be?"
She, like Yue Mu and Du Yuan, understood the intricate soul control required to master the Heaven-Opening Sword Array. It wasn't merely about the strength or the abundance of one's Soul Power; the soul itself had to be refined to an almost inconceivable degree.
Only a soul that could, in an instant, divide its focus into countless parts, weaving together different sword lights and sword's wills with mere wisps of remnant soul, was worthy of commanding such a sword circle.
In the annals of their sword array, none below the level of a primordial spirit had ever been able to take up the mantle of the Heaven-Opening Sword Array's master.
Yu Yuan had not yet attained the realm of the primordial spirit. Yet, what was even more astonishing was that he was simultaneously controlling the Heaven-Opening Sword Array and wielding thousands of Titan's Cleavers, bombarding the Abyssal Leviathan with a relentless onslaught in two distinct manners. Who else could possess a soul so refined that they could divide their focus into thousands of separate thoughts in the blink of an eye?
Yu Yuan wasn't the leader of the extraterrestrial Otherkin, nor was he the supreme Demon God Bertain, famed for his ability to spawn millions of little devils with a mere thought. "How is this possible?" Jun Chen, Bai He, and Zhou You were utterly dumbfounded, unable to grasp the scene unfolding before them.
Only the Ghost King Tian Zang remained unfazed, his demeanor calm, without so much as a gasp of surprise. "He's practicing Wraithbinding," Tian Zang hinted with purpose. "What of it? No matter how enigmatic Wraithbinding may be, he's still just a Solar Spirit!" Bai He exclaimed in a low growl.
Tian Zang let out a soft, knowing chuckle, offering no further explanation. His thoughts were clear: the man before them was a Solar Spirit now, but his dominant soul had been through three lifetimes, its foundational flame unextinguished. He was no ordinary Solar Spirit. Once, he could match Bertain in the sheer number of thoughts he could produce, even besting the Demon God, making him the ideal master of the Heaven-Opening Sword Array. Nie Qingtian couldn't hold a candle to him.
