Wan Jianyi Unites Ten Thousand Swords to Slay Ghosts and Gods! One Sword Strikes, and the World Is Shocked!

"Sword Heart..."

Wan Jianyi murmured softly.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at a puddle beside him, gazing at the old man reflected within it. At last, he could not help but laugh at himself.

Just look.

Who could have imagined it?

That the old man before them was Wan Jianyi, who had once dominated the world three hundred years ago.

Could he return to the past?

One word—

Unlikely!

After all.

He was already dead.

Wan Jianyi had died three hundred years ago.

How could a dead man come back to life?

"Heh..."

Wan Jianyi laughed bitterly at himself.

He lightly beckoned Wang Quan Yan over and said, "Your name is Wang Quan Yan, right? May I call you Xiao Yan?"

"As you wish, Senior."

Wang Quan Yan gave Wan Jianyi a slight bow.

He slowly walked to Wan Jianyi's side and finally saw his true appearance clearly. Though Wan Jianyi was now an old man on the verge of death, he was still rather handsome. One could see traces of the great beauty he had once been.

Only, well...

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

This was not Wang Quan Yan being narcissistic.

It was simply the truth.

Besides.

He was a Sword Cultivator.

If he admitted that someone else was more badass than him,

then what kind of Sword Cultivator would he be? If the fire in his heart scattered, he might not even be able to hold a sword anymore.

In summary—

Sword Cultivators had to be proud. Sword Cultivators had to be badass. Sword Cultivators had to have style.

If you thought you were inferior to others?

Then he would recommend that you stop using swords!

You were not suited for it.

"Xiao Yan."

"I am already a dead man."

"But I do not want my sword to die with me."

"Do you..."

"Understand what I mean?"

Wan Jianyi raised his head and looked at the youth before him.

Upon hearing this.

Wang Quan Yan did not hesitate in the slightest.

He immediately seized the opportunity, bowed deeply on the spot, and said, "Please impart your sword art to me, Senior."

Sword Cultivators needed pride.

But—

When it was time to bow one's head, one still had to bow one's head.

After all, they were here to learn. How could they become badass without learning? And if they were not badass, how could they show off? If they could not show off, how could they act cool?

One link after another.

Each link connected to the next.

"Good! Good! Good!"

A faint smile appeared on Wan Jianyi's face.

He did not mention taking a master or anything of the sort. He simply reached out and helped Wang Quan Yan up. He had never cared much for sectarian boundaries. As long as Wang Quan Yan was a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, what was wrong with passing Ghost Slaying God on to him?!

"Xiao Yan."

"Listen carefully."

Wan Jianyi's expression became solemn.

He said seriously, "Once my sword enters the world, it must draw blood. It requires an indomitable spirit. Even if it means injuring the enemy by a thousand and yourself by eight hundred, you must still strike without hesitation—"

Ghost Slaying God was an extremely demanding sword art when it came to one's temperament.

That was why no one had been able to master it.

It required an indomitable momentum and conviction. Only those who were wild and unyielding at heart, those who refused to submit to anything, could master it.

As for whether Wang Quan Yan possessed such a temperament?

Wan Jianyi had no doubts.

After all.

Wang Quan Yan was a Sword Cultivator.

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

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

"Please impart your sword art to me, Senior!"

Wang Quan Yan clasped his hands and bowed.

He did not mention this so-called spirit, and neither did Wan Jianyi, even though it was a necessary condition for cultivating Ghost Slaying God...

"Good!"

Wan Jianyi nodded in satisfaction.

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

The moment his voice fell.

"Whoosh!"

The Sovereign Sword in Wang Quan Yan's hand suddenly left its sheath.

This divine sword radiated a sharp chill. Its boundless sword light seemed capable of stealing one's soul, while brilliant golden Sovereign Sword Intent coiled around it.

"Buzz!"

Wan Jianyi slowly grasped the Sovereign Sword.

At this moment.

The divine sword possessed a spirit and instinctively resisted.

But—

Wan Jianyi directly unleashed an immense sword intent, forcibly suppressing the divine sword's spirit. Then he slowly raised his eyes, and an indomitable momentum flickered within his ancient well-still gaze.

This sword.

Was named—Ghost Slaying God!

"The righteous energy of heaven and earth shall endure forever;"

"I seek not Zhu Xian, only to slay ghosts and gods!"

Wan Jianyi raised his hand and formed a sword seal. The aura around him changed ever more intensely, his indomitable conviction growing stronger and stronger, as though it could sever every shackle.

No matter who stood before him.

Immortals? Ghosts? Gods?

No matter what demons and monsters you were!

I would slay you all with a single sword!

With an indomitable will, the Dragon Slaying Sword!

Ten Thousand Swords Unite to Slay Ghosts and Gods!

This was the true essence of the Ghost Slaying God True Art. This was the profound meaning of Ghost Slaying God Sword Intent. Indomitable momentum was merely its foundation; its true essence was wild defiance and breaking all techniques with one sword.

In this regard.

It 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 Wang Quan Yan to see as clearly as possible.

"Rumble—"

Wan Jianyi did not make too great a commotion. He suppressed his cultivation and displayed Ghost Slaying God in its entirety with absolute clarity.

After all.

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

If he caused too much of a disturbance, he would definitely alarm the entire Qingyun Sect.

"Whoosh!"

Ghost Slaying God Sword Intent brewed upon the blade of the Sovereign Sword for a long time.

At last.

A pale white sword intent covered the Sovereign Sword. The Sword Momentum within had accumulated to its peak, as though it were about to burst forth from the earth.

"Rumble!"

The next moment.

Ghost Slaying God suddenly entered the world.

A brilliant sword light soared into the sky. Boundless Sword Momentum tore apart the clouds and mist, and dazzling sword intent shot straight into the heavens, slashing toward the firmament in an instant.

Unfortunately.

The power of this sword was not particularly great.

Because Wan Jianyi had deliberately restrained his strength.

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

"Phew..."

Wan Jianyi let out a deep breath.

He lowered his head and glanced at the Sovereign Sword in his hand, surprised to discover that this sword was quite formidable. The spirit within it was even stronger than that of Ghost Slaying God.

Was this a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon?

When had such a divine sword appeared in the world?

Wan Jianyi did not dwell on it.

He handed the Sovereign Sword back to Wang Quan Yan and asked, "Xiao Yan, did you see it clearly?"

Upon hearing this.

Wang Quan Yan pondered carefully.

He reached out and accepted the Sovereign Sword Wan Jianyi offered him. Looking at the brilliant sword intent on its blade, he suddenly comprehended the true meaning of Ghost Slaying God.

So that was it?

So that was it!

Ghost Slaying God and Heaven and Earth One Sword were greatly similar. Or rather, instead of calling them similar, it would be more accurate to say that they were both true swords of slaughter.

With that thought.

Wang Quan Yan said nothing.

Holding the Sovereign Sword, his aura grew increasingly powerful. An indomitable conviction gradually rose within him, while the original Sovereign Sword Intent became ever more wild and unyielding, as though it wished to sever every shackle before it.

Ten Thousand Swords Unite to Slay Ghosts and Gods!

Wang Quan Yan proved everything through his actions.

"Boom—"

He slashed with his sword, shocking the world!!