"Hehe, as long as I, Lord Jian Tan, can stay alive, that's enough."
Only one day had passed since his boast that he would definitely obtain the Peerless Good Sword.
It was not merely because Amber and Die Wu, who never cared to lie or guard their words, had told him that legendary figures such as Xiao Sanshao, the first of the Twelve Frightening Ones; Di Shitian, master of the Heavenly Gate; God; Devil; and Wudao Kuangtian truly existed.
Nor was it merely because of beings beyond his comprehension: Half-God, who would possess a half-mechanical puppet body in the future and seek to return to the dawn of chaos to create perfect humans anew; the four Divine Stones left behind by Nuwa when she repaired the heavens; and saviors born from three Destiny Stars.
It was also because he had learned what kind of sword the two of them intended to forge.
A pure Tribulation-Breaking Sword capable of containing the destinies of Wind and Cloud, Black Cold, and White Dew.
"Though the Heavenly Sword is powerful, it isn't suitable."
"Absolute Sword is too absolute."
"The holders of the Destiny Sword Dao are too mixed."
"The Path of Six Extinctions is too extreme."
Jian Tan listened to the conversation between the two ghostlike women beside him, trembling with fear.
Their words seemed to contain some kind of magic.
Even though he had no idea who the true subjects of their comments were—
The moment their voices entered his ears, the origins of those people surfaced in his heart from nowhere.
Thus, he learned that the one who became the Heavenly Sword was Nameless, and that he was also a descendant of Di Shitian, who had lived for a thousand years through Phoenix Blood.
He learned that Absolute Sword was Nameless's elder