C332 The Sword's will Was Carried!

All the space rifts that Shen Feiqing had torn open converged into Yu Yuan's hand.

That hand seemed to transform into a Divine Sword capable of cleaving the heavens.

His finger, perched on the Dark Realm Shura's brown eyeball, trembled incessantly, casting out splinters of blue and red light.

The azure glimmers originated from the brown eyeball, harboring the extreme chill of Ice Shards.

The crimson specks were the result of the fiery sword light within the arm bone, neutralizing the ice magic and shattering it upon impact.

Yu Yuan's consciousness was deeply focused on his fingertip, experiencing the heart-stopping clash with a grave and concentrated demeanor, allowing no room for laxity.

The sword's will, contained within the scabbard and interwoven with the sword light in the sword spell, had yet to be truly unleashed.

The sword spirit had not yet fully awakened.

Nevertheless, the battle between the sword's will and the brown iris of the Frozen Abyss had already begun.

Every second, every moment, hundreds of searing beams burst forth from the entangled red sword light, targeting the brown eyeball.

The fist-sized brown eyeball amassed numerous Ice Shards, intercepting and combating the fiery streams.

In the minuscule space where Yu Yuan's finger met the eyeball, a battle was unfolding with fervor—a battle he could only vaguely sense and not scrutinize in detail.

The sword had yet to gather its full momentum, still unswung...

The intense light, born of the sword's will, advanced first, like an avant-garde.

He could faintly perceive a supremely potent will within the brown eyeball, driving the forces of that little world, amassing Ice Shards, and clashing with the advancing sword's will.

In the Moonfall Sanctuary, he had encountered numerous alien souls and beheld the ferocity of beings like the Sky Fiend and the Indigo Wraith.

The immense will governing the little world within the brown eyeball belonged to an entity as fearsome as those archdemons.

Recalling Bai Shang's words and Yan Qiling's deductions about the Dark Realm Shura, he could not help but believe that the Shura, long suppressed and refined by the sharp sword's will within the scabbard, was not entirely dead.

The residual soul and spiritual wisdom had been dormant within the solitary eye for ages.

Should he be the first to draw the sword from its sheath, without the scabbard's suppression, the residual soul and spiritual wisdom of the Dark Realm Shura, concealed within the little world of the eyeball, might well break free.

Once freed and his flesh and blood restored, his combat strength would surge back to its peak, transforming him into a platinum-level war deity.

The thought alone sent shivers down his spine, and he silently cursed Shen Feiqing.

"Lord State Preceptor, Senior Xu!"

Yu Yuan's expression was icy as he declared, "Regardless of your past relations with that commander, her current actions could doom us all!"

"Yu Yuan, is the Dark Realm Shura truly still alive?" Zhou Cangmin asked gravely.

"In the eyeball, there's a Residual Will, beyond a shadow of a doubt!" Yu Yuan proclaimed sternly, "The sword that's about to strike aims to obliterate that Residual Will! But I suspect..."

He suddenly became aware of Nimbuswing stealthily approaching, entering his line of sight.

"Bai Shang has just emerged, abducting Wei Feng from the Sunblessed Empire," Liu Ying, with her eyes firmly shut, relayed the vision she witnessed through the Fallen Star Eyes. "Bai Shang took Wei Feng and vanished into the area unseen by Shen Feiqing. Yu Yuan might have a point; Bai Shang and Shen Feiqing seem to be allies."

Before the others could digest the news, she continued, "Lee Yuangui, the venerable general of the Silvermoon Empire, claimed that Bai Shang's actions were on the Silvermoon Queen's command."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Cangmin, Xu Zixi, and Yan Qiling, who were gathered around the pit, turned their gaze sharply towards Nimbuswing.

Lee Yuangui was right there among them!

"My safety is paramount!"

Yu Yuan suddenly exclaimed, "Bai Shang, Shen Feiqing, and possibly others are involved! Their objective seems to be to unleash the Shura from the Dark Realm, allowing him to manifest in the Forgotten Ruins! What I'm doing now is attempting to eradicate that being's remaining spiritual wisdom. I need a bit more time!"

Zhou Cangmin, visibly shaken, affirmed, "You're correct!"

Xu Zixi and Yan Qiling, who had been poised to charge at Nimbuswing to slay or capture Lee Yuangui, instantly regained their composure.

At this critical juncture, Yu Yuan's actions were of the utmost importance!

Yu Yuan had transformed into a sword, having fused with the space rifts, all to amass sufficient power for the ensuing strike.

He was poised to annihilate the residual will and spiritual wisdom of the Shura from the Dark Realm, to ensure his utter destruction.

Bai Shang and Shen Feiqing had conspired to ensure the survival of the Shura in the Dark Realm. To achieve this, they needed to stop Yu Yuan before he could unleash his Divine Sword.

Their most effective strategy was to assassinate Yu Yuan.

"Bang!"

The clothing on his arm disintegrated into ash, unable to bear the terrifying sword's will emanating from his arm bone.

Yu Yuan's bare arm was the color of a cooked red lobster.

The veins beneath his skin swelled, with divine light darting through them like lightning.

These engorged veins, lurking under the skin, resembled agitated flood dragons and menacing pythons.

Suddenly, a tiny wound split open on the back of his hand.

Then came a second, and a third!

Seconds later, the back of Yu Yuan's hand was riddled with wounds, blood beginning to ooze through.

This was an ominous sign.

Yu Yuan, having endured the refining of the Soulforge Pool, breaking through the Soul Awakening Realm to reach the Golden Sanctum, possessed a corporeal body far more resilient than his peers.

Yet, even he could not bear such a formidable sword's will!

Strands and streams of sword's will, colliding with the energy of the Frozen Abyss within his brown eyes, began to rend the flesh on the back of his hand.

The sword spirit had not yet fully awakened, and the sword had not been swung.

Could Yu Yuan endure this trial?

His body might withstand it, but what of his heart and soul?

"This isn't good," murmured Xu Zixi, her bright eyes quivering, her lips parting to speak. "His realm is too low. To channel such a fearsome sword force through him as if he were the sword itself is asking too much of him."

Zhou Cangmin's brow furrowed deeply.

At the middle stage of the Golden Sanctum, without having advanced to the Veil Breaking Realm, the sophistication and mystery of the Evil Body Refining technique could not be fully realized.

This version of Yu Yuan might not be capable of fully enduring the sword radiance and unleashing the sword.

"Look after him," instructed the High Oracle, pausing briefly before vanishing from sight.

As the Nimbuswing finally came to a halt, he reappeared unexpectedly beside the old general and spoke, "It's been over a year since our parting in the forbidden area. I am truly honored to see you again." Zhou Cangmin greeted him with a bow, his fists clasped in respect.

"Lord State Preceptor!"

"Zhou Cangmin!"

Everyone aboard the Nimbuswing was jolted, their faces turning pale with shock.

Yuan Lianyao's eyes sparkled. She was about to approach and bow, but a look from him stopped her in her tracks.

Yang Yinquan of the Abyssal Dawn Sect, having learned the true identity of the man before him as the highest-ranking Hellbreed of the Ruby Hand, couldn't help but be impressed. He had to acknowledge the man's brilliance.

"Why does the State Preceptor grace us with his presence?" Lee Yuangui feigned surprise.

Zhou Cangmin gave him a penetrating look, shook his head, and chuckled softly.

Whoosh!

A white light, formed from Zhou Cangmin's Lunar Spirit, briefly flashed across Lee Yuangui's forehead and then vanished.

Lee Yuangui's face was etched with a permanent expression of agony and terror.

Even powerhouses like Yang Yinquan and Lee Yuchan, with their Lunar Spirits, could see a white figure flitting about in the depths of Lee Yuangui's eyes.

Lee Yuangui, a late-period Lunar Spirit cultivator, found himself unable to utter a single cry in Zhou Cangmin's presence.

Zhou Cangmin traversed through his Mindscape, rifling through memories and stripping away senses with reckless abandon, all in front of the Silvermoon Empire's elite and Yang Yinquan.

Whoosh!

The white figure of Zhou Cangmin emerged from Lee Yuangui's forehead, as if squeezing through a tight window.

Flames spewed from Lee Yuangui's orifices as his Mindscape burned fiercely.

The High Oracle, observing Lee Yuchan's rage, let out a scornful laugh and said, "The Silvermoon Empire, the Lee family, hmm."

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