The Sword Master Returns to His Place Amid Roars; the Sword Saint Treads the Clouds in Search of Sharpness
As the Sword Hum ripped through the ancient silence of the Far North Ice Plains, Ren Xiaoyao's wrist Spirit Vein suddenly trembled as if struck by the flapping of a hummingbird's wings. The tremor spread like a spiderweb from the Rift in the ice, forging the sword intent, a fusion of the Big Dipper Starlight and the Southern Bright Li Fire, into a golden dragon. Between the opening and closing of its scales, each scale flowed with Star Fragments and flame particles. The ancient inscription " Myriad Swords Return to Origin " from the gate of the Ancient Divine Court seeped Stardust from the cracks in the scales, falling like shattered diamonds onto its shoulders and condensing into sword tassels. In the faint blue light at the tip of the tassels, the Spiritual Charm pulse that had slumbered for ten thousand years resonated with the sword's cry, Sword Hum. Each pulse rippled with mysterious runes in the void. Wherever the ripples passed, the Spiritual Qi seeping from the glacial Rift transformed into Star Orbit that coiled around the dragon's body. The spiritual fire leaping on the Star Orbit, like an unextinguished Candle Wick, illuminated the slumbering Xuan Stele deep within the ice Mysterious Stele.
With each tremor of this Spiritual Charm, the cracks in the Xuan Stele deep within Broken Sword Peak Mysterious Stele, three thousand miles away, seemed to ripple and expand as if alive. The Power of Annihilation beneath the Baiku giant wolf's claws and the Genesis Spirit Source were engaged in an endless struggle, their resonance like the vibration of an ice string, flowing along the Spirit Vein in Ren Xiaoyao's wrist straight to his dantian. The Wolf-Shaped Jade Pendant in his palm suddenly became hot, and the unengraved wolf eye patterns on its back appeared on their own, clearly reflecting in its pupils the scene of the Sword Saint sitting alone at the stone table: a bronze teacup shattered. In an instant, the splashed spiritual tea condensed into sword-shaped Ice Crystals on the stone table. Inside the Ice Crystals crystals, the scene of the Sword Saint breaking through the seventh level of the Heavenly Boon Sword Scripture was playing back at the speed of light—ten thousand swords resounding within the Star Core shattering the pill wall, the World Destroying Runes seeping from the cracks echoing the Power of Annihilation at the tips of the Baiku claws. The veins of the runes intertwined with the claw marks like a spider web, each Dao Patterns telling the echoes of the High Antiquity war, interspersed with the unfulfilled vows of the Sword Master.
II. Sword Intent Clash in Jade Marrow Valley
Three days later, the instant Ren Xiaoyao's Green Mang Sword cleaved through the Spirit Soil, all three thousand six hundred Glazed Ancient Trees in Jade Marrow Valley simultaneously emitted Chimes and Bells Ringing. The leaves of the ancient trees, as if drawn by an invisible magnet, tilted towards the valley entrance, and liquid Spiritual Qi rose from between their veins, condensing into seventy-two illusory spiritual swords in mid-air.
The golden sword's blade gleamed with the marks of dragon slaying teeth, each mark oozing with Dragon Might's Spiritual Qi and spiritual energy. A miniature Dragon Head, formed from these marks, was spitting out clouds of lingering souls, whispering secrets. These were the unyielding resentments of an High Antiquity Dragon Clan slain. Broken dragon incantations flickered in the spiritual mist as the Dragon Head opened its mouth, the fragments resonating faintly with the ancient seal script of the opening of the < Heavenly Boon Sword Scripture >. Each character transformed into a dragon's roar, echoing through the valley, and within that roar lay the ancient memory of the Dragon Clan Guardian Spirits veins.
- The hilt of the wooden sword sprouts leaves, the veins of which form the patterns of Spirit Gathering Formation lost for a thousand years. At the array's eye, a spirit insect egg trembles violently with the sword's momentum. On the eggshell, the phantom of Spirit Butterflies flutters its wings, its shimmering scales reflecting the essence of the Yi Wood element in the sunlight, creating a seven-colored shimmering light. Each shimmering light transforms into a miniature Spirit Gathering Formation, absorbing the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. The Spiritual Grass Phantom at the array's eye is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dew condensing on its leaves is pure wood-elemental Spiritual Charm.
- The sword's Sword Spine flows with Spirit Spring that seals the remnant soul of a water demon. As the runes at the spring's source flicker, the venomous gaze of the ancient water demon, trapped in the dark pool, appears and disappears in the shimmering water. Each ray of water carries black runes formed from a thousand years of curses, arranged along the sword's Sword Spine a pattern of the water demon's wailing when it was bound. The fluctuations of this pattern resonate eerily with the sound of the spiritual Spirit Stream flowing through the valley, the resonance revealing the sealed resentment of millennia.
The " Southern Bright Li Fire " flames leaping across the sword's hilt burned fiercely in the void. As the phantom of the Vermilion Bird, formed from the characters, flapped its wings, the falling Mars burned the ground, creating a profound Heaven -Heaven Burning Formation. The array's patterns subtly corresponded to the fragments of the ancient scroll from Kunwu Mountain, and the flame characters at the array's core resonated with the fire-elemental Spiritual Charm within Ren Xiaoyao's Star Core. Each flash caused scorching ripples to spread across the void, within which the afterimage of the Vermilion Bird bathing in flames appeared.
- The five Spirit Soil embedded in the earthen sword base each emitted a hum. The remnant spirit of the mountain god sealed in the eastern green soil had a distorted face, and the muffled roar it emitted shook the spiritual Spiritual Qi of the earth veins to surge like waves. Between the peaks of the Spiritual Qi waves, one could see the shattered phantoms of mountains and rivers. These were the remnants left behind when the mountain god guarded the earth veins. In the remnants, one could vaguely see the scene of High Antiquity people worshipping the mountain god, with the sacrificial smoke and Spirit Soil resonating together like a song.
Seventy-two spiritual swords, emanating Spiritual Qi, formed a miniature Zhou Tian Star Dou before the Sword Seal between Ren Xiaoyao's brows. The old man in green robes shattered the Nine Heavens clouds, his auspicious cloud beneath his feet carrying seventy-two sword shadows corresponding to the seventy-two evil spirits of the celestial realm. The rhythmic flow of countless swords returning to their sheaths, hidden within the folds of his robes, caused ripples to spread across the illusory " Tianze " within Ren Xiaoyao's dantian Star Core. Where the illusory sword tassels swept, the Spirit Soil automatically arranged itself into the lost " Heavenly Gathering Spirit Array," the sword shape formed from the spiritual marrow at the array's core pointing directly at his brow. --The surface of the sword-shaped spiritual marrow was engraved with the Sword Move Trajectories of the Sword Saint when he challenged Baiku fifty years ago. The tip of that " Heart-Questioning Sword " pointed to the cocoon of obsession formed deep in his Dao Heart by the scene of becoming a disciple on the first snow day. The surface of the cocoon clearly showed the silver thread pattern of the wolf head embroidery on the cuff when his master handed him the sword. Each silver thread was wrapped with the ignorance and vows of the first time he entered the sect. The silver threads reflected the trajectory of the falling snow that year. The snowflakes hid the bond between master and disciple buried by time.
"Junior Ren Xiaoyao greets Senior Sword Saint!" With a flick of his wrist, the Green Mang Sword emitted a dragon's roar, and the Twenty-Eight Mansions Constellation runes on its blade resonated intensely with the " Wu Feng " short blade in the old man's palm. Among the thousands of sword marks on the blade's surface, dark red engravings flowed with the Power of Annihilation of Baiku claws, and the giant wolf claw patterns deep within the engravings spun into Tai Chi Pattern in the void. The Yin-Yang Fish Eyes were Ren Xiaoyao's Star Core and the " Wu Feng " short blade, respectively. As the eyes rotated, the scene of the First Generation Sword Master suppressing the Spirit Vein with his sword ten thousand years ago flashed through his mind. Flashback: The Baiku giant wolf presses its claws against the monument, the " Wu Feng " short blade inserted into the crack in the monument's body. The World-Ending Power absorbed by the blade forms a tai chi with the Sword Master's sword intent. The blood droplet from the tip of the First Generation Sword Master's sword merges into the Sword Seal between his eyebrows. Hidden within the blood droplet are the remaining words buried by the wind and snow. "The blood of the Sword Master should be sacrificed for all living beings." The pattern of the blood droplet perfectly overlaps with the trajectory of the Spirit Vein on his wrist, like a destiny mark already engraved by the Heavenly Dao. The face of the First Generation Sword Master can be vaguely seen flickering within the blood droplet, his eyes filled with the resolute determination and helplessness of protection.
The Sword Saint's two fingers swept across the void, and the silver-white sword marks shot towards the " Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Mirror " behind Ren Xiaoyao like meteors. Instantly, a sword pattern matrix that was isomorphic with the Star Core appeared on the surface of the ice mirror, completely replicating the third move of the " Thirteen Styles of Star Abyss," " Starfall," which he had not yet mastered. As the sword patterns moved, the trajectory of the falling North Star was reflected in the ice mirror. The moment the starlight touched the mirror surface, the scene of him picking up the scroll in Kunwu Mountain thirty years ago appeared in the mirror: the two characters " Tianze " on the ancient scroll's fragment perfectly overlapped with the Star Core's patterns at this moment. In the groove of the half-wolf claw mark deep in the scorch mark on the edge of the fragment, the Power of Annihilation resonated with the wolf eyes on his jade pendant. The claw mark's pattern was even consistent with the direction of the cracks in the Mysterious Stele, forming a complete Seal Formation. Hidden in the array were the key patterns to open the Ancient Divine Court, and the shape of the keyhole was exactly the same as the Sword Seal between his eyebrows.
III. The clash of Daoist principles between the Wu Feng and the verdant.
Ren Xiaoyao gave a low shout, and the green light sword burst out into a ten-foot-long fire lotus. The red fire wave rolled towards the bamboo leaf spirit sword with "past" engraved on it like a tsunami. The moment the fire wave touched the sword, it turned into thousands of flowing fireflies, each of which reflected the scene of apprenticeship on a snowy day: the master stood on the top of the sword peak and handed over the sword. At that time, the silver thread embroidered with wolf heads on the cuffs flickered in the snow, consistent with the pattern of the white withered jade pendant. The flowing fireflies gathered into a river, flowing out the trajectory of his thirty years of sword practice: when picking up scrolls in Kunwu Mountain, the petals picked up from the tip of the sword formed the word "Yuan" in the air, and the remnants of the "Tianze Sword Sutra" were hidden between the petals. The map of missing sword moves, the fluorescence of the map echoes faintly with the sword pattern in the star core, and the fluorescence flashes to reveal the shadow of the subsequent sword moves. In the shadow, you can see every morning and dusk when he practices the sword; in the wind and snow split by the sword intention when the ice field is broken, the guardian mark of the white withered giant wolf flows with the sword force. , the flickering light in the wolf's pupils is actually the key rune to seal the spiritual veins. The arrangement of the runes corresponds to the reverse orbit of the Big Dipper. Each star point corresponds to a spiritual vein node. The spiritual energy flow at the node is as orderly as a star trajectory, and the trajectory records the breathing frequency of the spiritual veins for thousands of years.
With a flick of his fingertips, the Sword Saint's fireflies instantly reformed into the ancient seal script of "Seeking the Way," its strokes pulsating with a hundred thousand years of perplexity: Why does the core of the Spirit Vein contain the World-Ending Power? Why does Baiku suppress it with Annihilation? As the ancient seal script spun, the strokes transformed into a blade engraved with the questions of successive sword Sword Master, from the first generation's "Using the sword to suppress the Spirit Vein, is it protection or imprisonment?" to Baiku's " Annihilation locks the runes, who can understand my heart?", the perplexity of a hundred thousand years solidified into reality. A drop of blood dripped from the tip of the blade and fell into Ren Xiaoyao's palm, transforming into the sword pattern of the character "Dao." Within the sword pattern lay the Sword Saint's lifelong enlightenment. "The Dao is within the sword, and also beyond the sword—if the heart is for all living beings, then wherever the blade points, it is for protection; if the heart is for selfish desires, then the trembling of the sword tassel is nothing but calamity." The sword pattern resonated in unison with the illusory sword tassel of " Tianze " within his Star Core, each pulse striking the very essence of the sword path. The Spiritual Qi seeping from the sword pattern beat in his palm like a heartbeat, a resonance of the lifeblood of all living beings.
"Senior, are you asking me to seek the Dao within the sword?" With a flick of his wrist, the Green Mang Sword sank into the Star Core. Simultaneously, countless sword blades trembled in his dantian, and the flowing Sword Aura condensing on his body resonated with the Spirit Gathering Formation patterns of the Spirit Soil in the valley. The Spirit Soil cracked open, revealing " Sword Origin Crystal Stone " arranged in Star Map Spiritual Charm. Each crystal reflected afterimages of his swordplay from different periods: when he picked up the scroll at Kunwu Mountain, flower petals transformed into sword tassels, the Spiritual Charm at the tips echoing the fluorescent glow of the fragments of the < Heavenly Boon Sword Scripture >. The text on the fragments revealed subsequent sword moves within the spiritual energy, surrounded by the sound of the wind when he picked up the scroll, the whispers of Mountain Spirit and monsters within the wind; the icy plains... The trail of Baiku claw marks in the snowstorm when the seal was broken formed a complete Seal Formation with the cracks in the Mysterious Stele. At the center of the array was the Sword Seal between his eyebrows. The light of the Sword Seal echoed the patterns of the array, revealing the destiny bond between him and the Sword Master. On Broken Sword Peak, at the moment when he clashed swords with the Baiku, withered phantom, the point where the two blades met burst forth with Tai Chi light. In the light First Generation Sword Master was inserting the " Wu Feng " short blade into his Star Core. The clear sound emitted when the short blade entered the core was in sync with his heartbeat, like the heartbeat of the Heavenly Dao. The clear sound echoed endlessly in the valley, awakening the sleeping spirit of the ancient tree.
Approval flashed in the Sword Saint's eyes, and the " Wu Feng " short blade in his palm transformed into a stream of light that circled him three times, leaving three pale golden sword marks on his body:
- The first sword mark lit up, and the fragments of the ancient scroll from Kunwu Mountain reappeared. The two characters " Tianze " transformed into blood beads and merged into his brow. The patterns on the blood beads were the reverse orbit of Big Dipper, with each star corresponding to a key node in the < Heavenly Boon Sword Scripture >. The ink marks of the Sword Saint's annotations that appeared at the nodes held the truth behind his failure to challenge Baiku: When he reached the seventh level of the sword, ten thousand swords resounded within the Star Core, shattering the pill wall. The World-Ending Power seeping from the cracks in the pill wall almost devoured him. It was Baiku's giant wolf that pressed its claws against the stele and used the Power of Annihilation to build an ice wall in his sea of consciousness. The patterns on the ice wall were exactly the same as the Mysterious Tablet Seal. Each ice ridge was engraved with the giant wolf's protective will. Within the ice wall, one could vaguely see the afterimage of the Sword Saint's defeat back then. In the afterimage were the unfinished sword path and the unwilling eyes.
- The second sword mark lit up, recreating the scene of the withered Baiku ice plains transforming into spirit. The Spiritual Charm of the Wolf-Shaped Jade Pendant pendant resonated with the " Wu Feng " sword mark, and the two characters "Guardian" were written in the void, their strokes formed from the vows of Sword Master from ten thousand years ago. The sword tassels formed from the vows wrapped around the arm, and the Spiritual Charm dripping from the tips of the tassels were the tears of the withered Baiku ice plains for ten thousand years. Each tear reflected the days and nights the giant wolf guarded the ice plains alone: when the new Spirit Vein broke through the soil in spring, it used its claws to carve the names of the Sword Master on the Mysterious Stele, the depth of the claw marks recording the passage of time, and the accumulation within the claw marks... A thousand years of wind and snow have filled its landscape, carrying with it its longing for its Sword Master. When the Big Dipper shifts in the autumn night, it adjusts the Seal Runes to match the Star Orbit, the runes' light flashing in unison with the wolf's eyes, casting its solitary silhouette against the elongated moonlight on the icy plains. When winter snow blankets its mane, it howls softly at the cracks in the Mysterious Stele, its howls pulsating in sync with the pulse of the Spirit Vein, forming a natural sealing rhythm. The howls echo across the icy plains, yet no one hears them; only the Mysterious Stele silently endures its loneliness.
- The third sword mark lit up, and the gates of the Ancient Divine Court swung open. Within, ten thousand swords rang out in unison. In the eyes of the wolf head emblem engraved on the hilts of each spirit sword, the remnants of past Sword Master flickered. These remnants pointed their swords at the illusory image of " Tianze " within his Star Core. The illusory sword tassel and the Sword Seal between his brows formed a line, the other end of which was tied to Baiku remnant soul. The gleam of satisfaction in the wolf eyes held a testament spanning ten thousand years. "The position of Sword Master is not glory, but a game of chess against the Heavenly Dao." The testament was interspersed with the sound of the Genesis Spirit Source seeping from the cracks in the Mysterious Stele. The sound was like the chanting of ten thousand swords, telling the true meaning of protection. The sound also contained the sighs and expectations of past Sword Master, their worries for the future of all living beings and their hopes for the new Sword Master.
IV. The resonance between the Star Core and the Daoist tradition Wu Feng
"Take this 'Question of the Heart' move!" The Sword Saint flicked his finger, and Jade Marrow Valley fell into absolute silence. Time froze, and even the leaves of the ancient glass trees stopped growing. Ren Xiaoyao's sea of consciousness was pierced by countless sword shadows, each sword shadow transforming into a question from an ancient sword cultivator:
"If the core of the Spirit Vein is the Genesis Spirit Source, World-Ending Power is the protective seal, do you believe it?" Amidst the sword shadows First Generation Sword Master swung his sword at the Spirit Vein, but the blade transformed into a lock upon contact. The two characters "Guardian" Sword Seal mark between his brows inside the keyhole. The Star Core pattern within the mark was the diagram of the Genesis Spirit Source at the core of the Spirit Vein. The diagram flowed with starlight in sync with the Big Dipper, each Star Orbit corresponding to the Life-Death Cycle of the Spirit Vein. Within the Star Orbit, scenes of the Spirit Vein's rise and fall flickered, depicting the continent's prosperity and calamities.
"If the Sword Master must sacrifice his emotions to become the sealing key, will you agree?" In the sword shadow White Wither Wolf's eyes faded to a deep black. In the primordial light seeping from the cracks in the Mysterious Stele beneath its claws, the scene of the giant wolf's final transformation into a spirit appeared: it looked towards the Jade Marrow Valley, its wolf eyes reflecting the image of Ren Xiaoyao and the Sword Saint's sword intent merging. Its wolf claws were transforming into sword tassels flying towards the hilt. On the tassels were fragments of memories guarded for ten thousand years. Each fragment recorded the giant wolf's sunrise and sunset on the icy plains. In the fragments, one could see the giant wolf fighting against the wind and snow alone. No matter how heavy the wind and snow, it did not shake its determination to protect.
"If the Power of Annihilation ultimately devours you, will you regret it?" Amidst the sword shadows, his blade was corroded by the Power of Annihilation, yet sword flowers Sword Flower at the broken point. In the faint light of the Genesis Spirit Source at the center of the Sword Flower, his lifelong pursuit was reflected: not to become the master of ten thousand swords, but to allow the children of the Tianyan Continent to fall asleep peacefully to the sound of Sword Hum, and in their dreams to see the Light of Creation from the core of the Spirit Vein. That light was like a mother's embrace, warm and peaceful, and reflected in the light were the innocent smiles of the children. Those smiles were the entire meaning of his protection.
He looked into the warning in the Sword Saint's eyes, a gaze that unlocked the sealed memories of the Star Core. The illusory image of " Tianze " burst forth with boundless light, the White Wither Wolf's eyes merging with the jade pendant in his palm, solidifying into a tangible sword oath in his sea of consciousness. "As long the Sword Exists, So Does the Person, I will use my Jian Xin as a lock to guard this Tianze for ten thousand years!" As the oath was uttered, the Spirit Soil in the valley automatically cracked open with sword-shaped ravines, the Spiritual Qi seeping from the ravines forming the names of the successive Sword Master, from the first generation to the Baiku and then to him, forming a protective chain. Each link of the chain emitted a clear ringing sound, resonating with the sword oath, the sound waves soaring straight to the sky, and the starlight of the Seventh Star of the Big Dipper suddenly fell, Sword Seal between his brows—that was the activation rune of the final form of the < Heavenly Boon Sword Scripture >, the lines of the rune perfectly overlapping with the cracks in the Mysterious Stele, the wolf claw mark, and the engraving of the " Wu Feng " short blade, forming the ultimate seal recognized by the Heavenly Dao, as the runes flickered, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi and earth reversed, the wind and clouds changed color, and ten thousand swords rang out in unison.
At this moment, the sword intent between Ren Xiaoyao and the Sword Saint was no longer a confrontation, but a transmission of the Dao across time and space. The Green Mang Sword and the " Wu Feng " short blade did not exchange a single blow, yet they drew a complete " Spirit-Sealing Formation Diagram " in the void. In the center of the array diagram, his sword shadow overlapped with Baiku's wolf shadow, forming a new protective mark. Around the edge of the mark were seventy-two illusory spirit swords, each sword tassel bearing the Sword Master: the first generation " Zhen Ling," the second generation " Bei Min," and Baiku " Gu Shou." On his sword tassel, the two characters " Bearing the Oath " were slowly emerging, the characters formed from the blood and Spiritual Charm of the Sword Master. Each stroke contained the Dao Heart of Protecting All Living Beings. Surrounding the characters were illusory sword intents of the previous Sword Master, who all swung their swords in unison, as if crowning the new Sword Master.
In the distance, on the far Far North Ice Plains, the faint blue light seeping from the Rift the ice transformed into a flowing river of the Star River, echoing the illusory image of " Tianze " within his Star Core. Suddenly, the " Wu Feng " short blade in the Sword Saint's palm emitted a clear ring, the Power of Annihilation seeping from the engravings on its blade forming a tai chi with the Genesis Spirit Source within his Star Core. As the Yin-Yang Fish Eyes rotated, they reflected the scene of the Spirit Vein stabilizing a hundred thousand years later: the Myriad Swords Return to Origin of the Tianyan Continent returned to their origin, the inheritance of the Sword Master was no longer a shackle, but a key to balance between all living beings and the Heavenly Dao. The key's Sword Seal between his brows, containing the guardian oaths of past Sword Master. Each Dao Patterns spoke of the eternal belief of "swearing an oath with the sword to Protecting All Living Beings," the oath echoing between heaven and earth, enduring and reaching every corner of the continent, bringing peace and hope to all living beings.
Ren Xiaoyao raised his hand and caught a falling sword Spiritual Charm. In the faint blue light at the tip of the tassel, he saw the last look of the Baiku giant wolf before its transformation into a spirit, gazing towards the Jade Marrow Valley. Reflected in the wolf's eyes was the scene of his sword intent merging with that of the Sword Saint. The wind blew from the Far North Ice Plains, carrying the Genesis Spirit Source seeping from the cracks in the Mysterious Stele, resonating with the Sword Seal between his brows.
The Sword Seal's light surged, absorbing all seventy-two illusory spirit swords from Jade Marrow Valley into the Star Core. Within the Star Core, the Daoist essence of the " Tianze " illusory sword and the " Wu Feng " short blade reached their final resonance. Amidst the resounding cries of ten thousand swords, a new era of Sword Master was beginning. With this Sword Hum that transcended eternity, Open Chaos in the eastern sky of the Tianyan Continent, using sword tassels as pens and Spiritual Charm as ink to quietly write a new prologue to Protecting All Living Beings. Every character in this prologue shimmered with the light of creation, foreshadowing the imminent arrival of a new era of peace and prosperity.
At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly felt the Sword Seal between his brows burning hot. The Reverse-Orbit Runes moved like living things, actually connecting with the sword tassel veins of the " Tianze " phantom within the Star Core. From the cracks in the Mysterious Stele in the Far North Ice Plains, the remaining Power of Annihilation of the Baiku giant wolf suddenly transformed into a wolf-shaped stream of light, rushing along the Spirit Vein and merging with the Genesis Spirit Source in his dantian to form Tai Chi Symbol — the Yin-Yang Fish Eyes were respectively the phantoms of the " Wu Feng " short blade and the Green Mang Sword. As the blades clashed, the complete memories of the First Generation Sword Master sealing the Spirit Vein ten thousand years ago surged into his sea of consciousness like a tide:
At that time, the Spirit Vein of the Tianyan Continent went berserk, and the World-Ending Power surged like a spring. The First Generation Sword Master used his own Dao Heart as a guide, and the Baiku giant wolf sacrificed itself to become a lock. The man and the wolf set up the " Annihilation -Creation" twin seal in front of the Mysterious Stele. The blood droplets that splashed when the wolf's claws pressed the stele were the patterns of the Spirit Vein on Ren Xiaoyao's wrist; the Sword Master's last words, sworn in blood, "The blood of the Sword Master shall be sacrificed for all living beings," now turned into a burning sword inscription in the Star Core. Every stroke burned his meridians, but made the Reverse-Orbit Runes his eyebrows even clearer.
"So that's how it is..." The Sword Saint gazed at the gradually brightening rune between Ren Green Mang Sword's brows. Suddenly, the " Wu Feng " short blade in his sleeve broke free from his palm, transforming into a stream of light that entered his Star Core, intersecting with the Far North Ice Plains to form the "Cheng" sword Sword Seal. The Xuan Stele on Broken Sword Peak Mysterious Stele in response, and the remnant soul of the Baiku Giant Wolf stepped out from it. Its wolf eyes swirled with the weariness and relief of ten thousand years of guarding. It opened its mouth and inhaled, taking in all the rampaging Spiritual Charm from the far north ice plains. With another exhale, it solidified the " Myriad Swords Return to Origin" sword manual within Ren Xiaoyao's Star Core. The title page of the sword manual depicted the First Generation Sword Master and the Baiku Giant Wolf side by side, while the back showed the scene of Ren Xiaoyao becoming a disciple on the first snowy day. The silver thread wolf head embroidery and the pattern of the Wolf-Shaped Jade Pendant were perfectly matched.
"This is the ' Heart-Guarding Sword Manual, ' forged with the souls and blood of successive Sword Master." With a flick of Sword Saint sleeve, the ancient, Glazed Ancient Trees of Jade Marrow Valley showered down Spiritual Charm light, forming a sword-shaped protective shield around Ren Xiaoyao. " Baiku uses annihilation to Annihilation the Spirit Vein, we Bearing the Oath with our Jian Xin, and you..." He lightly touched Ren Xiaoyao's brow with his fingertip, and the Reverse-Orbit Runes suddenly burst forth with the brilliance of the Big Dipper, "You must, in the posture of ' Bearing the Oath,' ensure that the Sword Master's inheritance is no longer a sacrifice, but a balance between all living beings and the Heavenly Dao."
Before the words had even finished, Sword Mound across the Tianyan Continent roared simultaneously, and thousands of spirit swords burst forth from the earth. Each sword hilt was engraved with a wolf's head emblem, and the tassels trembled gently in the wind, as if echoing the resonance within Ren Xiaoyao's Star Core. The Mysterious Stele in the Far North Ice Plains completely shattered, but from the ruins rose a monument formed from the oaths of the Sword Master. The monument was inscribed with the titles of the past Sword Master, and the two characters " Bearing the Oath, meaning "inheriting the oath") shone at the top. The characters were forged from the tears of the Baiku wolf, the sword intent of the Sword Saint, and the passion of Ren Xiaoyao, and every stroke exuded the dual Spiritual Charm of creation and Annihilation.
Ren Xiaoyao raised his hand and touched the Sword Seal between his eyebrows. He felt the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi surging into the Star Core core like rivers and seas. The Green Mang Sword and the " Wu Feng " short blade transformed into the eye of a Tai Chi fish within it. As they slowly rotated, they actually refined the seventy-two spiritual sword phantoms into Sword Bone, supporting a miniature divine court within the Star Core.