Battle in the Sea of Consciousness

The vast Sword Qi spread out in all directions, so much so that even Si Ming himself couldn't control it. He just wanted to release it as soon as possible, like a bladder that had been holding back for three days. The burst of energy in that instant was so brilliant that it was beyond words.

The Netherworld Insect Princess's clones were indeed numerous; at a glance, the world was filled with her countless figures, numbering in the hundreds of millions. However, this number was still far inferior to the exponentially increasing Sword Qi, not even in the same order of magnitude. The pitch-black light waves she emitted far surpassed Si Ming's Sword Qi in intensity, comparable to a stone hitting an egg, but they would only emit black light for a moment before being completely submerged as if a stone had sunk into the sea.

The vibrations generated by the countless Sword Qi piercing the air caused even the void to tremble, emitting a continuous booming sound. A tremendous force expanded outward from Si Ming as the center, annihilating everything it collided with.

After everything calmed down, the world became completely quiet, and even the black fog was swept away, revealing a clear sky without a single cloud.

Although Si Ming likened the Extinction Consciousness in the world to the execution of a formatting program, in reality, the Extinction Consciousness only brings about Kalpa of Destruction, causing all things to fall into a state of decay and death. However, all things still exist and are not destroyed. For example, humans still tenaciously survive on the barren land of the Barbarian Continent. In comparison, Si Ming's One Sword is closer to formatting.

"When combined with Super Martial Dao and powerful cultivation, the destructive force unleashed is truly terrifying. Disregarding realm, artistic conception, or special Divine Ability, everything is solely for accumulating destructive power..."

Si Ming let out a long breath. This sword move consumed a great deal of Primal Qi. If it weren't for the fact that the third Divine Ability of the Sacred Sword was endless Primal Qi, he would probably have been forced to release it prematurely.

Looking up, I saw that the once clear blue sky had once again been filled with wisps of dark mist, which seemed to be emerging from nowhere.

"As expected, it cannot be killed by force. However, it was annihilated too thoroughly this time, and it will take a long time for it to resurrect. This is my chance."

Si Ming sat cross-legged, hovering in mid-air. He closed his eyes, placed the Sacred Sword across his lap, and gently tapped it. The sound, like a morning bell or evening drum, penetrated his soul. The Wheel-Turning King Sword floated behind him, unfolding outwards to both sides, transforming into a circle of sword wheels, radiating brilliant Buddhist light.

In an instant, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, flowers rained down from the sky, chanting filled the air, and a rich Buddhist aura permeated the atmosphere, which was purified and transformed into supreme sacred energy by Si Ming.

When the Netherworld Insect Princess was resurrected, Si Ming opened his eyes, stood up, raised his sword to the sky, and holy energy pierced the heavens. Chains of Buddhist mantras descended from the sky, sealing off the world.

"Heavenly Nether Blazing Splendor!"

The Netherworld Insect Princess decisively unleashed her power, transforming the Qi of Decline into a boundless hurricane, accompanied by howling lightning and surging destructive undercurrents, giving birth to unparalleled divine power, as if the end of the world had arrived. With a wave of her hand, she sent the decaying hurricane roaring towards Si Ming.

Clang!

The Heavenly Dragon World-Delivering Pagoda suddenly fell from the sky, blocking the hurricane and emitting a bell-like sound. Si Ming immediately formed a sword incantation with his hands, and the image of the World-Honored Tathagata Honored One Tathagata appeared on the Wheel-Turning King Sword behind him. The wondrous lotus and the Dharma Flower were dazzling, and beams of sword light shot out, condensing into Buddhas, presenting a scene of ten thousand Buddhas paying homage.

"When the Tathagata appears in the world, all truths perish!"

Even with the Sacred Sword in his hand, Si Ming had to rely on the Heavenly Dragon World-Delivering Pagoda to unleash the supreme Buddhist School sword technique. Vast Buddhist energy gathered around him, and the previously purified holy energy transformed into a swastika symbol that flowed into the Sacred Sword, condensing into a golden, radiant Zen sword. It seemed both real and illusory, as if connecting to the other shore, containing the profound mystery of liberation from the sea of suffering.

With One Sword strike, the world suddenly darkened, all things and everything returned to emptiness, the eight senses and eight consciousnesses were all annihilated, as if all the Principle of the three thousand Great Daos had ceased to exist.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared, sweeping away all the Qi of Decline in the world. At the same time, the image of ten thousand Buddhas isolated the inside from the outside, severing the connection between the Netherworld Insect Princess and the world's true form.

"I never expected to see the highest level of Buddhist School swordsmanship in your hands..."

A golden sword mark began neatly from between the eyebrows of the Netherworld Insect Princess and descended in two, splitting her in two. At the same time, a twelve-petaled lotus flower appeared at her feet, closing inward as if to envelop and seal her.

But the Netherworld Insect Princess didn't care about that. She just stared at the Sacred Sword in Si Ming's hand. After a while, she sighed and said with understanding, "So that's how it is. It's actually the Sword of the Saint. No wonder it has such incredible Divine Ability. It's not unjust for him to be defeated by this sword."

He then Si Ming, "You must carefully protect this sword and never let it be damaged, otherwise it will be more than just the end of the Dharma."

Si Ming paused for a moment, looked at the Sacred Sword in his hand, and said, "Judging from your tone, could it be that this sword seals away some great demon? Or is it filled with the power to destroy the world, which, once released, would bring unimaginable consequences?"

The Netherworld Insect Princess did not answer. The golden lotus had already closed halfway, completely obscuring her figure, with only her voice coming from within. "The decay of the world is a necessary part of the cycle of reincarnation, which cannot be eliminated, only postponed. I will fall into slumber again, and when I awaken, I will bring an even more violent decay. At that time, you will understand that your actions are nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst, allowing the Nine Continents to linger on for a while."

The implication is that when He awakens again, His strength will be even greater than it is now, since He was awakened prematurely and is far from His peak.

However, Si Ming wasn't too worried. The Sacred Sword's characteristic of "Stronger Against the Strong" meant that whether the opponent was ten times stronger or a hundred times stronger, the result would be the same. At worst, he could just use the Sacred Sword to postpone the Kalpa of Destruction.

How long do you think you'll sleep?

Si Ming wanted to have a clear idea in mind; at worst, he could just focus on diligent cultivation in the days to come.

"A mere 84,000 years, let's cherish this brief respite..."

The golden lotus completely closed into a flower bud, then shrank and shrank, finally turning into a point of golden light and disappearing.

"... As expected of a world-class being, their sense of time is far too poor."

Si Ming felt that if people hadn't figured out a way to fight against the Kalpa of Destruction after 84,000 years, they deserved to be wiped out. Future generations shouldn't always expect their ancestors to solve all problems once and for all; that clearly doesn't conform to materialism.

With a light laugh, Si Ming dispelled the "Six Heavens Forbidden Sword." This battle was much easier than the last one. With the Sacred Sword in hand, he wasn't invincible, but at least he was full of confidence, knowing that he had a chance to defeat his opponent. As long as he didn't let his guard down, he wouldn't capsize.

The moment the sword formation disappeared, the Sacred Sword emitted light. Si Ming immediately focused his mind and became vigilant, only to see the scene before him change drastically, as if he had entered an illusion.

Looking around, he found himself in a devastated land, bearing the marks of a fierce battle that had just ended. It seemed even more brutal than his battle with the Netherworld Insect Princess. Smoke rose from all directions, the Primal Qi of heaven and earth was in chaos, and shattered spatial cracks were visible everywhere, slowly repairing themselves.

Not far away, there was a smiling young man with an elegant and otherworldly air, unlike anyone else in the mortal world. He gave off an impression of being emotionless, much like the Netherworld Insect Princess, yet the smile on his face was exceptionally sincere, with a touch of simplicity that gave people warmth rather than coldness.

Si Ming noticed that the young man's body was faintly visible, and his aura was extremely weak, as if he might disappear at any moment. In his hand, he held a sword, which, upon closer inspection, was none other than the Mohist School Sacred Sword.

Go where you are needed.

The young man gently lifted the sword with his hand, and the Sacred Sword transformed into light, piercing through the void and disappearing.

"Finally, it's all over..."

The young man's figure vanished like wisps of smoke, but his face showed no reluctance or regret; instead, it was filled with peace and tranquility, like the Great Perfection described in Buddhism.

Seeing this, Si Ming pondered, "It seems that this is the origin of the Sacred Sword... Could it be that this person foresaw the impending calamity of the end of Dharma in the Nine Continents world, and thus sent the Sacred Sword all the way here? And my battle with the Netherworld Insect Princess ended this cause and effect, thereby triggering the will left on the sword?"

Just when he thought he was watching a game-ending animation, the young man's expression suddenly changed. He turned to stare at him, revealing a malicious smile. His eyes reflected a chaotic and disordered world, completely different from before.

"I smell disaster. It seems the seeds I sowed have successfully blossomed and borne fruit. How interesting—"

The illusion was that I could see myself!

Si Ming became alert, but before he could prepare, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

The illusion shattered the next moment, Si Ming looked down to see the Sacred Sword piercing his chest, emanating a chaotic and evil aura that seemed to be eroding his body.

Chapter 860 Battle of the Sea of Consciousness