Hongjun Code Activates God-Slaying Spear, Immortal Slaying Sword Spirit Protects All Beings

In the Seventh Epoch, after the Primordial Chaos Sea returned to silence, a young cultivator in a newborn universe strolled through the star sand. This star sand, like cosmic dust, was scattered across the boundless darkness, twinkling with faint light.

The young cultivator's steps were light, his gaze casually sweeping the surroundings, seemingly without a specific destination. However, as he wasn't paying attention, his sight was drawn to an object half-buried in the star sand.

It was half a bronze Buddha ear. Though somewhat damaged, its former exquisite craftsmanship was still evident. The young cultivator approached curiously and picked it up from the star sand. The surface of the Buddha ear was covered in grime, obscuring its original luster.

The young cultivator gently wiped the Buddha ear, trying to see its true appearance. The moment he wiped it, a faint light flashed from deep within the ear's cochlea. To his astonishment, the light turned out to be a string of numbers—the original code of Hongjun's eighth generation!

This string of numbers appeared exceptionally clear under the moonlight, like the universe's password. The young cultivator stared at the numbers, a strange excitement surging within him. As he gazed, the numbers suddenly began to flow, like the Green Ping Sword's shadow, dancing in the moonlight.

With every swing of the sword shadow, a Great Desolation universe undergoing a restart was reflected. These universes, like awakened behemoths, slowly unfurled their scrolls. The young cultivator watched all this, dumbfounded, as if he were at the origin of the universe, witnessing the birth of everything.

In that instant, the young cultivator felt the vastness and mystery of the universe, his mind shaken by this miraculous sight. And the half bronze Buddha ear, as if activated by these numbers, began to emit an ancient and mysterious aura.

Amidst the intertwined light of the sword shadows, Lin Xiao's voice seemed to transcend dimensional limits, carrying an otherworldly Dao charm, and slowly emerged: "The so-called Primordial Grand Unity is merely a firefly in a furnace."

His words struck like lightning, exploding in the silent space, making one tremble. However, his voice did not stop, continuing, "When ten thousand fireflies burn out—"

At this point, his tone suddenly shifted. The initial disdain vanished without a trace, replaced by a sense of determination and resolve.

"They shall illuminate the eternal night!"

As the last word fell, a strange light emanated from Lin Xiao's palm. The once incredibly hard bronze Buddha ear, under the illumination of this light, melted rapidly like snow encountering a warm sun.

The molten bronze liquid gathered in Lin Xiao's palm, as if drawn by some mysterious force. It quickly condensed into a miniature God-Slaying Spear. Though small and exquisite, this God-Slaying Spear exuded a heart-stopping aura, as if it were a peerless weapon of destruction itself.

And in the distance, within the void of Jin'ao Island, the sword spirit of Sect Master Tongtian seemed to sense Lin Xiao's actions. The previously sealed Four Gates of Immortal Slaying, illuminated by the dawn, suddenly roared and then burst open.

This scene seemed to herald the beginning of a new kalpa, signaling that an unprecedented storm was about to sweep in. The young cultivator tightly gripped the miniature God-Slaying Spear in his hand, feeling its powerful energy surge. Just then, a mysterious figure slowly emerged from the star sand in the distance. The figure was enveloped in chaotic energy, making it impossible to discern its true appearance.

"Little one, this God-Slaying Spear is not something you can control," the mysterious figure's low voice resonated, as if from an ancient abyss. The young cultivator eyed him warily, clutching the God-Slaying Spear. "You won't get it that easily!"

As soon as he spoke, the mysterious figure struck abruptly, and a wave of Chaos Power swept towards the young cultivator. The young cultivator, unafraid, swung the God-Slaying Spear to meet the attack. Instantly, star sand scattered and light erupted. Just as both sides were locked in a stalemate, a sharp sword energy shot out from the Four Gates of Immortal Slaying, directly at the mysterious figure. It turned out to be the sword spirit of Sect Master Tongtian lending a hand. Seeing this, the mysterious figure snorted coldly and vanished into the star sand like a streak of light. The young cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the storm of this new kalpa had only just begun