C2287 The Sword Light That Pierced Through the Cold Domain
Inside the sword-shaped pendant was a fragment of a Yang God, shimmering like a star. Xue Jiu, with his extraordinary talent and significant contributions during the Sword Sect's battles beyond the stars, was awarded this pendant by the Sect to protect him from targeted attacks by other races. This item had the power to save his life in dire moments. Within a certain range, it could even signal Lin Daoke for aid, allowing Lin Daoke to come to the rescue personally. However, since Xue Jiu had received the pendant, he had never once called upon Lin Daoke for assistance.
"I hope to summon him from the Cold Domain," Han Miaoyuan whispered to himself, holding the Sword Immortal pendant and infusing it with his pure spiritual energy.
He was aware that Lin Daoke's close association with Yu Yuan had incited murderous intent from a powerful figure behind the scenes. As a result, High Priest Reid had journeyed to Tia Main Planet, ensuring the elevation of Tan Junshan and Jun Chen to the highest ranks. He had vowed not to hinder their further advancement and was determined to seek vengeance against this once most formidable human.
Han Miaoyuan had a deep affection for Lin Daoke, which is why he had personally come to this location at the Sword Sect's request.
"Lin!" he called out with his Divine Sense. The tiny sword-shaped pendant instantly transformed into a delicate stream of silver light.
Han Miaoyuan's Divine Sense flowed into the stream of sword light, locating the Yang God Fragment belonging to Lin Daoke, and attempted to establish a connection.
With a resonating buzz of sword cries, he beheld a blindingly bright river stretching across the expanse of the Cold Domain. The river was immeasurably wide, with stars twinkling along its banks, and numerous formidable beings with awe-inspiring auras watched the fearsome river of sword light, as if they were shouting in excitement.
"Lin!" Han Miaoyuan's spirit was profoundly moved. He sensed a power within the dazzling river of sword light that surpassed his own and that of all other mighty entities!
Lin Daoke's mastery of the sword had reached heights beyond Han Miaoyuan's wildest imaginations, leaving him utterly astounded.
Suddenly, he witnessed the radiant sword light river cleave through a deep purple veil of light. The sword light appeared to have rent asunder a realm, stirring a restless Vicious Creature lurking within the depths of the light curtain.
"It's truly a fierce battle with the Demon Phoenix!"
Han Miaoyuan's expression was deeply moved. He was about to muster more strength to reach out to Lin Daoke when a thunderous roar erupted.
Boom!
The sword-shaped pendant in his hand shattered to pieces.
Xue Jiu's eyes widened in horror as he stared at the fragments, his voice trembling, "That roar, it... it affected me..."
Xue Jiu, who was typically indifferent, now had a line of blood forming between his brows, his forehead veins bulging as if they were on the verge of bursting.
Han Miaoyuan seemed oblivious to the fact that his hand, which had been clutching the pendant, was now torn open, blood gushing forth.
"It's neither the roar of a dragon nor the cry of a phoenix!"
Blood was steadily seeping from Han Miaoyuan's chest, his face contorted with discomfort.
"That beastly roar was targeting Lin! The pendant, resonating with Lin's Yang God Sword, transmitted the sound directly to us!" Han Miaoyuan declared.
The pendant in his grasp had taken some of the brunt of the vicious creature's fearsome roar for Lin Daoke.
The dreadful sound, defying the Demon Phoenix's purple energy barrier, detonated within the confines of the sword-shaped pendant.
As the pendant shattered, it caused both Han Miaoyuan's palm and chest to split open. A chill ran down his spine, and he spoke with grave concern, "Perhaps, we should choose another time to return."
He retrieved several pellets, popping them into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully as his gaze darted about.
"What should we do, Sect Master?" Xue Jiu asked, uncertain.
He had accompanied Han Miaoyuan here after hearing from Yue Mu and Van Heqing that... after Jun Chen and Tan Junshan ascended to supreme status, they planned to challenge their sect master.
This revealed a telling sign.
That person was indifferent to Lin Daoke's fate.
The Sword Sect and the Profound Sky Sect had always been allies, and Han Miaoyuan held Lin Daoke in high regard. After consulting with Yue Mu and the other Great Sword Immortals, they sought Han Miaoyuan's help, hoping he could persuade their sect master.
Han Miaoyuan had readily agreed.
But now, after the pendant shattered and he heard that terrifying beastly roar, he seemed to be reconsidering.
"Lin is incredibly strong, but whether he can survive the Cold Domain remains to be seen."
Han Miaoyuan's expression was somber as he spoke with a note of regret, "I had another reason for holding him back before. I've always felt that he was just a hair's breadth away from Zhiya's level. I didn't want him to get hurt. Together with Tan Xiaotian, he might stand a chance against Zhiya, but alone..."
Shaking his head, Han Miaoyuan ceased speaking and drifted away.
"Sect Master."
Xue Jiu bowed toward the crystalline mountain and whispered, "You must survive!"
...
In the Cold Domain, within the depths of the deep purple sea of demonic energy, Zhiya manifested her true form as a purple phoenix. Her feathers, sharp as blades, clashed with the fully formed Titan spinosaurus.
A dense network of bloodline laws intertwined in the void, shimmering like rainbows and crackling like divine lightning upon collision.
Multicolored light rained down from the void, piercing the dark red earth and creating massive craters.
Ji Ningshuang's brow furrowed as she intermittently communicated with the extreme cold at the planet's core. She also continuously swung her sword, summoning cold mist to fill the gaping wounds in the earth, while refining beams of sword light to thrust into the purple sea.
Unperturbed, the vicious creature within the purple sea continued its slow, relentless advance.
Ji Ningshuang realized that each crater bursting open on the continent's surface would become a conduit for the purple sea to infiltrate the planet's core once it fully enveloped the land.
She couldn't fathom what greater terror lay in the purple sea's depths, as all her sword lights and the might of her swordsmanship failed to disturb the enigmatic entity lurking within.
Occasionally, the creature's roars shattered the icy barriers she had mended on the surface, revealing the craters once more.
The oppressive purple firmament continued its descent, the ground of the Origin Blood Continent drawing ever closer to the violet expanse above.
Tianqi, Xuanli, and Ann Ziqing, overwhelmed by the fearsome force, were compelled to retreat from the Origin Blood Continent.
Before long, only the diminutive spinosaurus and Ji Ningshuang dared remain within the continent's interior.
"What do we do now?"
From the outer reaches of the galaxy, Tianqi gazed at the dark red star now entirely enshrouded by the purple sea and exclaimed in distress, "We've been far too optimistic. This Demon Phoenix is unbelievably powerful!"
Tianqi and his companions were visibly concerned.
"Eh?"
Suddenly, a dazzling sword light streaked across the sky from another dimension, nearly piercing through the entire Cold Domain.
The sword intent it emitted caused even Divine Kings like Tianqi and Ann Ziqing to shudder with fear.
Yet, it was still tens of thousands of miles away!
"Lin Daoke!"
The experts exclaimed in shock.
Echoes of similar exclamations and screams resonated throughout the cosmos.
Moments later, the radiant sword light surged forth like an endless river.
Rip!
The deep purple barrier enveloping the Origin Blood Continent was cleaved open by the relentless river of sword light.
The barriers that neither the little spinosaurus nor Ji Ningshuang could penetrate shattered under its force.
"Sect Master!"
Ji Ningshuang, on the Origin Blood Continent, watched in amazement.
When the purple sea cracked, Ji Ningshuang caught a glimpse of the external galaxy and the river of sword light that penetrated deep into the Origin Blood Continent.
Sword Sect's Lin Daoke, wielding this world-shaking river of sword light, shattered Zhiya's seal on the Origin Blood Continent.
"Sect Master Lin!"
Divine Kings like Taixu and Tianqi were profoundly shaken by the spectacle and called out from the outer reaches of the galaxy.
Whoosh!
Lin Daoke's form shifted, revealing his towering divine dharma idol, his expression stoic and his gaze icy.
He stood at the forefront of the sword light river, high above the Origin Blood Continent, with a majestic silver sword mountain forming behind him, etched with countless deep sword marks.
Each mark represented the essence of a sword spell.
One particular mark shone with a brilliant cold light, interwoven with starlight, making it exceptionally eye-catching and unique.
Ji Ningshuang noticed that the extreme cold mysteries she had mastered were inscribed upon the sword mountain at Lin Daoke's back!
Having ascended to the Eleventh Level, the sword truths she had forged with the laws of extreme cold were now manifested on Lin Daoke's sword mountain!
And that mountain was unmistakably Lin Daoke's Primordial Spirit Sword!
On the sword mountain, rivers and lakes appeared, each symbolizing the sword spells of others: Yue Mu's Heavenly Water Sword, the late Lu Hongpeng's Sword of Seven Emotions, and Van Heqing's Shattering Sword.
Every disciple of the Sword Sect who has grasped the profound mysteries of the universe and expressed them through the sword has left their imprint on the Sword Mountain. It seems that Sword Mountain is the fountainhead of all swordsmanship in the world. The Chaos Roc, Taixu, and others scrutinized the mountain closely, sensing an echo of Yu Yuan's Soul Altar in its aura and essence.
"Your supreme breakthrough has catalyzed my own ascension," Lin Daoke acknowledged, nodding to Jee Ningshuang.
In an instant, the luminous Sword Mountain transformed into a gleaming Divine Sword, which Lin Daoke wielded with divine presence, striking the purple sea once more. With a slash, the purple sea was reduced to fragments, unable to obscure the deep red star any longer.
When Zhiya, hovering above the Origin Blood Continent, morphed into a dancing purple phoenix and ensnared both the spinosaurus and Jee Ningshuang, she never anticipated that Lin Daoke would shatter the purple sea with a few swift sword strokes.
"Lin Daoke, you dare to thwart my grand scheme!" Zhiya shrieked furiously.
"Incredible!" Denise of the Star Race exclaimed.
"Haoxuan is truly the cradle of unparalleled genius!" Elena marveled.
"The Sect Master of the Sword Sect is nothing short of remarkable! Beilstein conjured a corporeal Demon Body, while he, wielding the Primordial Spirit Sword, forged an alternative Soul Altar! He may not be a natural-born Sword Origin Spirit, but his current power is surely on par with a Sovereign, and no ordinary one at that!" The Chaos Roc lauded Lin Daoke, nodding with generous admiration.
"Sword Sect, Lu Hongpeng met his end because of you," Lin Daoke stated impassively. "Van Heqing, you were slain by my hand once."
"I intend not only to disrupt your plans but also to vanquish you in the Cold Domain," he continued with an even tone.
The vast river of sword light that stretched for billions of miles began to retract towards Lin Daoke from the boundary of the Cold Domain. As it condensed, it drew in the Galaxy Extraordinary Talent from the starry sky, transforming it into the purest spiritual force deep within the river.
Lin Daoke, poised for an epic confrontation, seized the initiative, amassing an immense reserve of spiritual energy. After some time on the Dragon Slash Platform, he had mastered the art of converting the Galaxy Extraordinary Talent into pristine spiritual qi.
This was Lin Daoke's inaugural attempt at wielding the technique, and astonishingly, it was a success on his first try. The radiant river of sword light, which spanned the expanse of the Cold Domain, continuously contracted as it absorbed the Galaxy Extraordinary Talent. By the time it had condensed over the Origin Blood Continent, the cumulative spiritual energy within the river had vastly exceeded the pinnacle of the Boundless Great World. Even at its zenith, the Boundless Great World's spiritual energy paled in comparison to that within the sword light river. This signified that henceforth, Lin Daoke would no longer be dependent on Han Miaoyuan, nor would he need the resources of the Boundless Great World.
