One day.
Two days.
Three days.
--Three days later.
A cold wind swept over the piles of rubble.
Gu Qingshan suddenly came to his senses.
Perhaps by some twist of fate, a flash of inspiration burst forth in his heart, and an inexplicable aura naturally rose from him.
Heaven and earth stirred in response.
In an instant, winds and clouds surged together.
Countless Immortal Lights and wondrous music welled up from the void, while phantoms of all kinds of divine beasts and celestial birds took shape one after another.
BOOM----
Thunder rumbled.
Rain fell.
Wind and rain swept across heaven and earth; all creation sank into darkness.
Standing in the wind and rain, Gu Qingshan casually began to chant:
"I remember Barren Cloud Palace of old, where a Saint passed down his art to me;
One sword suppressed three clans, seven swords destroyed gods and demons;
A lone goose vanished into the long winds, yet its impassioned song lingered on;
Now I shall Continue the Firewood, vowing to protect all sword cultivators--"
"I commemorate Master Ancestor through my path. Its art is the sword; its name is: Lone Goose Ascends to Immortality Art."
As his voice faded, all the strange phenomena shot skyward, turning into a flickering speck of light that drifted down silently.
The speck of light sank into Gu Qingshan's body.
In an instant, lines of Crimson Small Characters rapidly appeared:
"Your path has given birth to its true name."
"The Six Paths of Reincarnation witnessed this and learned of the contributions you have made to the Six Paths in the past. It has bestowed a blessing upon you."
"--You have received the blessing of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."
"As you forge a path, all Six Paths beings will come to your aid. They will thereby earn