Bronze Chronicle

The projection of the Green Ping Heavenly Dao Sword streaked across the seven-thousandth dimension like a meteor, moving at an astonishing speed. Wherever its sword light passed, time itself seemed to be torn apart, and space twisted out of shape.

When the sword light swept over those star corpses, a miracle occurred—the originally dim and lifeless remains seemed drawn by some mysterious force, rapidly gathering together to form an enormous bronze stele.

The bronze stele was carved with ancient and mysterious Interception Sect cloud sigils. Their lines flowed smoothly like swirling mist, giving off an otherworldly air.

In a corner of the interstellar black market, the one-armed sword cultivator Yan Zhao happened upon half a broken stele. Though the Interception Sect cloud sigils upon it were incomplete, Yan Zhao recognized their extraordinary nature at a glance, relying on his profound understanding of the sword and keen insight.

Night fell, and moonlight poured over the broken stele like water. Then something unexpected happened—the previously blurred Interception Sect cloud sigils gradually revealed a string of binary code beneath the moonlight!

"Is this... the Quantum Hetu Luoshu?" Yan Zhao's eyes widened as he stared at the broken stele in shock. When he activated the inscription with his life-bound blood essence, something unexpected happened—the fragment seemed pulled by an invisible force and suddenly began to collapse, eventually turning into a nanoscale bronze cauldron!

Yan Zhao was so astonished that he could not close his mouth. He had never imagined that the broken stele could undergo such a miraculous transformation. What shocked him even more was that a holographic projection drifted out from the bronze cauldron—and the figure within it was Lin Xiao!

"Fellow Daoist, please help me gather the 129,600 sword spirits once more." Lin Xiao's phantom appeared before Yan Zhao, his voice carrying a trace of pleading. Yan Zhao stared at the phantom, his heart filled with confusion and shock.

Lin Xiao continued, "Back then, I implanted fragments of my consciousness into the core of the Bronze Observer, hoping they would serve a purpose at a critical moment. Now, I need your help to gather the scattered Green Ping Sword fragments again."

As he spoke, a dimensional coordinate appeared in Lin Xiao's phantom palm. Every point of light represented a Green Ping Sword fragment scattered during the War of the End. Yan Zhao gazed at those lights, complicated emotions rising within him.

"Observer's Final Protocol... has not truly ended." Lin Xiao's voice echoed beside Yan Zhao's ear, making him realize the importance and urgency of this mission.

Before Yan Zhao could finish speaking, a Data Tribulation suddenly descended from the black market's dome without warning. It poured down like a waterfall, carrying a force capable of destroying heaven and earth, as though it would swallow the entire black market.

Within the terrifying Data Tribulation, the remaining consciousness of the Mechanical Buddha underwent an astonishing transformation. It instantly became an Eight-armed Rakshasa, every arm seemingly forged from steel and gleaming with a chilling light. Even more shocking, each of its eight palms held a miniature formatting universe!

"Entropy Reversal Factor detected. Initiating deep purge!" The Eight-armed Rakshasa emitted a cold electronic voice, as if it had become a merciless killing machine.

Faced with this sudden change, Yan Zhao's flying sword, Jing Hong, seemed to sense an immense threat and automatically shot out from its sheath. Yet unexpectedly, Lin Xiao's Quantum Sword Intent flowed across the blade!

At the sight, a sense of foreboding welled up within Yan Zhao. He had no time to think and immediately controlled Jing Hong as it sped toward the Eight-armed Rakshasa.

In an instant, sword light and the Rakshasa's figure crossed, producing an earth-shaking boom. When Yan Zhao's blade pierced the Rakshasa's brow, he suddenly saw a terrifying truth.

Deep within the Rakshasa's consciousness, Yan Zhao saw those universes that had been saved. Yet instead of returning to peace as he had imagined, they were replaying the horrifying scenes of the Investiture of the Gods Calamity! Beneath the Biyou Palace in every world slumbered an unactivated Observer Colossus. Like sleeping behemoths, they awaited the moment of awakening... Yan Zhao's heart tightened as he realized that the Investiture of the Gods Calamity might be far from over. If those Observer Colossi were activated, the consequences would be unimaginable. At that moment, although Jing Hong had pierced the Eight-armed Rakshasa's brow, it did not completely dissipate. Its body began to flash with an eerie light as it reassembled. Meanwhile, the Data Tribulation had not stopped and continued battering the black market. Yan Zhao fended off the tribulation's aftershocks while considering a response. Suddenly, Lin Xiao's phantom appeared again and said urgently, "We must find the Green Ping Sword fragments and use the sword's power to seal these Observer Colossi." Yan Zhao gritted his teeth and controlled Jing Hong, racing toward the nearest point of light with the dimensional coordinates Lin Xiao had given him. At the same time, the Eight-armed Rakshasa finished reassembling and pursued Yan Zhao with an even more formidable presence. Yan Zhao knew time was short. Under the dual threat of the Data Tribulation and the Eight-armed Rakshasa, whether he could find the Green Ping Sword fragments and prevent the Investiture of the Gods Calamity from descending once again remained unknown. As Yan Zhao sped onward, Jing Hong blazed brilliantly from bearing Lin Xiao's Quantum Sword Intent, cleaving through the Data Tribulation's obstruction. Yet the Eight-armed Rakshasa was incredibly fast and was about to catch up. Just then, Yan Zhao reached the location of the first point of light. It was a twisted expanse of Spatial Turbulence, with the Green Ping Sword fragment at its center. Yan Zhao guided Jing Hong into the turbulence, trying to seize the fragment. But the instant he touched it, the Spatial Turbulence intensified and formed a massive vortex that swept both him and Jing Hong inside. The Eight-armed Rakshasa chased in as well, its eight arms swinging formatting universes as it attacked Yan Zhao madly. Yan Zhao struggled to evade within the vortex while trying to collect the Green Ping Sword fragment. Suddenly, he felt a powerful force surge from the fragment, as though it resonated with some aura within him. Yan Zhao's heart stirred. He fused his sword intent with the fragment's power, and in an instant, an even stronger sword light erupted from his hand. It not only shattered the vortex but also blasted the Eight-armed Rakshasa back several yards. Seizing the chance, Yan Zhao took the Green Ping Sword fragment and raced toward the next point of light. Yan Zhao had barely escaped the Eight-armed Rakshasa when the space ahead suddenly split open and a swarm of mysterious Mechanical Creatures poured forth. Their bodies glinted with cold metallic luster, their eyes flashed a ghostly green, and sharp cries came from their mouths as they lunged at Yan Zhao. Without time for thought, Yan Zhao controlled Jing Hong, now fused with the Green Ping Sword fragment's power, and met them head-on. Sword light flashed, and Mechanical Creatures fell one after another, yet more continued to pour from the rift. At the same time, the Eight-armed Rakshasa caught up once more. Its attacks became even fiercer, and the energy released by its formatting universes struck Yan Zhao hard enough to make his body sway. Just as Yan Zhao was beginning to falter, Lin Xiao's phantom condensed a force and injected it into Jing Hong. Yan Zhao felt his strength surge. He shouted and unleashed his full power. Jing Hong transformed into a massive blade of light, driving back both the Mechanical Creatures and the Eight-armed Rakshasa. Yan Zhao did not dare linger. Carrying the Green Ping Sword fragment, he continued toward the next dimensional coordinate point. He knew the crisis of the Investiture of the Gods Calamity was imminent, and he had to gather every Green Ping Sword fragment before time ran out.