Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, Slaying Ghost Gods! One Sword Emerges! The World Trembles!

"Sword Heart..."

Wan Jianyi murmured.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at a puddle beside him, gazing at the old man reflected within. Finally, he couldn't help but let out a self-mocking laugh:

Look at this.

Who would have thought.

That the old man before him was actually Wan Jianyi, who had been a dominant force three hundred years ago.

Could he return to the past?

One word—

Uncertain!

After all.

He was already dead.

Wan Jianyi had died three hundred years ago.

How could a dead person come back to life?

"Heh heh—"

Wan Jianyi chuckled self-mockingly.

He waved gently at Wang Quan Yan and said, "Your name is Wang Quan Yan, right? Can I call you Xiao Yan?"

"As you wish, Senior."

Wang Quan Yan bowed slightly to Wan Jianyi.

He slowly walked to Wan Jianyi's side and saw the old man's true appearance. Although Wan Jianyi was now frail and old, he was still quite handsome, and one could see the shadow of his former great handsomeness.

However, well...

He was still a bit lacking compared to Wang Quan Yan.

This wasn't Wang Quan Yan being narcissistic.

It was a fact.

Besides.

He was a Sword Cultivator.

If he admitted that someone else was better than him.

Then what was he even as a Sword Cultivator? His spirit would be gone, and he probably wouldn't even be able to pick up his sword.

In summary—

Sword Cultivators must have pride, Sword Cultivators must be awesome, Sword Cultivators must have swagger.

If you think you're inferior to others?

Then it's advised that you shouldn't bother with the sword!

It's not suitable.

"Xiao Yan."

"I am already a dead person."

"But I don't want my 'sword' to die with me."

"You..."

"Can you understand what I mean?"

Wan Jianyi looked up at the young man before him.

Hearing this.

Wang Quan Yan didn't hesitate at all.

He immediately seized the opportunity, bowed deeply, and said, "Please bestow your sword upon me, Senior."

Although Sword Cultivators must have pride.

But still—

When it's time to bend the knee, one must bend the knee.

After all, we are here to learn. How can we become awesome without learning? How can we show off without being awesome? How can we be cool without showing off?

It's a chain reaction.

Interconnected.

"Good! Good! Good!"

A slight smile appeared on Wan Jianyi's face.

He didn't mention anything about taking Wang Quan Yan as a disciple. Instead, he reached out and helped Wang Quan Yan up. After all, he didn't have such narrow-minded views. As long as Wang Quan Yan was a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, what was wrong with passing on the Ghost Slaying God sword art to him?!

"Xiao Yan."

"Listen carefully."

Wan Jianyi's expression turned serious.

He said earnestly, "Once this sword art is unleashed, it will surely draw blood, for it requires a spirit of unwavering forward momentum. Even if it means harming a thousand enemies while damaging oneself eight hundred, it must be executed without hesitation—"

Ghost Slaying God is a sword art that heavily relies on one's state of mind.

This is precisely why no one has been able to master it.

It demands a spirit and belief of charging forward without looking back; only those with an unyielding and rebellious heart, those who refuse to bow to anything, can master it.

As for whether Wang Quan Yan possesses this state of mind?

Wan Jianyi had no doubts.

After all.

Wang Quan Yan is a Sword Cultivator.

How could a Sword Cultivator of his generation lack such a spirit?

Though Wang Quan Yan appeared calm and respectful on the surface, his heart was prouder than anyone else's. This is the pride of a Sword Cultivator—

"Please bestow the sword, Senior!"

Wang Quan Yan cupped his hands in a bow.

He didn't mention the so-called state of mind, nor did Wan Jianyi, even though it was a necessary condition for cultivating Ghost Slaying God...

"Good!"

Wan Jianyi nodded with satisfaction.

He slowly extended his right hand and said, "Xiao Yan, lend me your sword for a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking.

"Swish!"

The Sovereign Sword in Wang Quan Yan's hand was instantly unsheathed.

This divine sword exuded a sharp chill, its boundless sword light seeming to captivate the soul, with brilliant golden sword intent swirling above.

"Hum!"

Wan Jianyi slowly grasped the Sovereign Sword.

At this moment.

The divine sword, possessing a spirit, resisted on its own.

But—

Wan Jianyi directly unleashed his vast sword intent, forcefully suppressing the divine sword's sentience. He then slowly raised his gaze, his eyes, as still as a deep well, flashing with an unyielding spirit.

This sword.

Is named—Ghost Slaying God!

"Heaven and Earth's righteous energy, eternally vast and pure;"

"Seek not to slay immortals, but to slay gods and ghosts!"

Wan Jianyi formed a sword art with his hand, his aura transforming, the spirit of charging forward growing ever stronger, as if it could break through all shackles.

No matter who stood before him?

Immortal? Ghost? God?

Let all be demons and sprites!

I shall cleave them with a single sword!

The unyielding Dragon Slaying Sword!

The convergence of ten thousand swords into one, Ghost Slaying God!

This is the true essence of the Ghost Slaying God true art, the profound meaning of the Ghost Slaying God sword intent. The spirit of charging forward is merely a foundation; rebellion and the ability to break all techniques with a single sword are its fundamental meanings.

This point.

Was somewhat similar to Wang Quan Yan's Heaven and Earth One Sword.

At this moment.

Wan Jianyi's movements were very slow.

He wanted to give Wang Quan Yan a clear and detailed view.

"Rumble—"

Wan Jianyi did not create a massive commotion. He suppressed his cultivation, displaying Ghost Slaying God in its entirety with absolute clarity.

After all.

His cultivation had already reached half-step Supreme Purity Realm.

If the commotion was too great, it would definitely alert the entire Qingyun Sect.

"Swish!"

The Ghost Slaying God's Sword Intent had been brewing on the Sovereign Sword's blade for a long time.

Finally.

A faint white sword intent covered the Sovereign Sword, its Sword Momentum building to its peak, as if it were about to break through the earth.

"Boom!"

The next moment.

The Ghost Slaying God was suddenly unleashed.

A brilliant sword light shot up into the sky, its boundless Sword Momentum parting the clouds. The dazzling Sword Intent soared straight into the heavens, and in an instant, it slashed towards the firmament.

It was a pity, however.

The power of this sword was not very great.

This was because Wan Jianyi had intentionally restrained his own strength.

The main purpose of this sword was to teach, allowing Wang Quan Yan to witness the true meaning of the Ghost Slaying God.

"Hoo—"

Wan Jianyi took a deep breath.

He looked down at the Sovereign Sword in his hand and was surprised to find that this sword was quite impressive. Its spiritual essence was even more powerful than the Ghost Slaying God.

Was this a divine sword from the Nine Heavens?

When did such a divine sword appear in the world?

Wan Jianyi didn't dwell on it.

He returned the Sovereign Sword in his hand to Wang Quan Yan and then asked, "Xiao Yan, did you see clearly?"

Upon hearing this.

Wang Quan Yan pondered carefully.

He reached out and took the Sovereign Sword that Wan Jianyi handed over. Witnessing the brilliant sword intent on the sword's blade, he suddenly understood the true meaning of the Ghost Slaying God.

So that's how it is?

So that's how it is!

The Ghost Slaying God shared many similarities with the Heaven and Earth One Sword. Of course, rather than similarity, it was more accurate to say that they were both truly killing swords.

With this thought.

Wang Quan Yan remained silent.

Holding the Sovereign Sword, his aura grew stronger. A spirit of unwavering conviction gradually surged within him. The original Sovereign Sword Intent became increasingly wild and untamed, as if it wanted to break through all the shackles before him.

Ten Thousand Swords Converge into One, Ghost Slaying God!

Wang Quan Yan proved everything with his actions.

"Boom—"

He swung his sword, shaking the world!!