The purplish-black miasma on the surface of the Return Ruins Sea billowed like an eternally burning Netherworld Stove Fire, so viscous it seemed one could wring out ink-black liquid. The bubbling waves stirred up the blood-red sea. The blood-red sun was twisted by this Evil Fiendish Qi into a triple-nested ghost face: the innermost ghost face spewed dark purple demonic fire, and as the flames swirled, countless Sword-shaped Sarira size of walnuts emerged—the crystallized remnants of Cultivator's Dao Foundation was refined, their surfaces still bearing the Sword Move Trajectories before death, each trace solidified with the sword intent of resentment; the middle ghost face bared bluish-black fangs. Each fang tip was condensed with demonic fire crystals. The moment it fell into the sea of blood with a "plop," it exploded into a three-zhang-high pillar of blood. The skulls piled up on top of the pillar actually bit together to form a dynamic crying face. The opening and closing of the jaws overflowed with the mournful wail of " Souls Have No Gate to return home." The sound waves formed distorted ripples above the sea of blood. In the thousands of blood-lined hairs of the outermost ghost face, each blood line was tied with half a piece of the tattered sword manual. The Blood Characters were missing strokes because of the Demonic Maggots, but they still twitched strangely, like the fingers of a dying person scratching for survival, drawing shapeless sword moves in the void.
Ren Xiaoyao placed one foot on the blade of Lingchen Sword, the Gale Wind whipping his tattered Daoist robe. His knuckles gripped the iron ring on the hilt with a soft creak, leaving deep purple welts on his palm. Blood beads seeped into the Ancient Seal Script Engravings " Dao Foundation Not Extinguished." Suddenly, those four characters throbbed like a heart, and the seeping golden-red blood beads gathered on the Sword Spine into Miniature Sword Mound the size of a palm. Countless tiny sword patterns appeared on the surface of the mound, and inside floated countless translucent fragments—all sword manuals written with the Essence Blood of cultivators, crawling and gnawing on by black Demonic Maggots. With a rustling sound, the fragments shattered into dust, yet Mars flew from the dust, coalescing into the four characters " The Sword Exists, So Does the Person," their flickering light revealing an indomitable Daoist spirit, each flicker accompanied by a faint Sword Hum.
As the shadowy island sank from the vortex of the Ruins of Return, thousands of broken swords on the island suddenly rang out with a clang, their blades clashing to form a demonic star map that blotted out the sky. Each broken sword's spine was inscribed with countless birth dates and times, and black blood seeping from between the characters formed an eleven-dimensional chain of curses in the void, locking the entire sea area into a Klein bottle-shaped imprisonment arena, where space itself was eerily distorted. The cultivators' eyeballs embedded in the sword hilts suddenly burst forth with twenty-four layers of bloody light, their pupils playing a loop of images of the Ren family ancestral hall being burned down, like a projector. Scene: Three-year-old Ren Xiaoyao huddled behind the incense burner. The moment his dark blue robe was ignited by the demonic fire, the flying sparks burned the <Ten Thousand Souls Refining Diagram> onto the blue bricks. Each demonic pattern in the diagram was made of the molten sword tassels of his ancestors. At the heart of the twelve black sword lotuses sat the ancestral souls, their flesh and skin stripped away, being devoured by black silkworms. The "Ren" clan emblem on his robe was being eaten away. When the fragments fell into the sea of blood, they "plop" transformed into blood-weeping sword-shaped corals. The coral tentacles were still mimicking the trajectory of sword moves, each sway carrying a sorrowful sword intent.
The moment the Flood Demon Emperor stepped out of the Nine-Sectioned Bronze Crown, the human eyes seeping through the crown's gaps suddenly split into seven layers of pupils: the innermost pupil slowly replayed the process of Ren Canghai's bones splitting during the Living Sacrifice; as the Whale Flood Dragon's sharp teeth bit through his ribs, Dao Foundation Fragments burst forth Ruyan, each fragment reflecting a fragment of the Ren Family Sword Manual, the sword techniques on the fragments seemingly being practiced in the void; the middle pupil clearly showed the details of the Whale Flood Dragon's teeth twisting the Dao Foundation Fragments into a noose, the noose strung with the sword Sword Tassel Jade Pendants of eighteen generations of ancestors, which "crackled" and exploded one after another. The cracks in the jade pendant pieced together to form the incomplete characters " The Heavenly Dao Collapsed," each stroke dripping blood, the blood droplets forming eerie patterns in the air; the outermost pupil Ren Xiaoyao practicing swordsmanship in the dilapidated temple last night—moonlight pierced through the hole in the roof, condensing into the finger bones of the Flood Demon Emperor, dotting the Light Spots on the bluestone slabs, countless Cultivator Ghost Faces crawling out from the sword shadows, half a sword tassel stuck in their throats, the tassel threads still mechanically rehearsing unfinished sword moves, only able to emit a "hoarse" sound mixed with blood and foam, the sound filled with resentment and unwillingness.
The brain matter seeping from beneath the Demon Emperor's Scale Armor coalesced into a pulsating Demon Mirror, in which flashes of Ren Xiaoyao's sword practice from age five to fifteen flashed rapidly: his nose red from the cold as he wielded a wooden sword in the snow, his bitten lips bleeding as he carved sword techniques in the ancestral hall, his frosty eyelashes as he comprehended sword intent in the dilapidated temple... But in all these scenes, the sword tassels had been altered by the Demonic Baleful Energy into a noose, the end of which was tied to a lock of jet-black hair—hair his mother had cut before her death, with a Silver Bell engraved with the character "Xiao" still attached to the end. At this moment, the Demonic Runes, leaving mottled marks, each Dao Marks seeming to tell of past pain.
The Myriad Souls Bone Sword trembled slightly in the Demon Emperor's hand. Countless blood holes appeared on the hilt, composed of three thousand vertebrae, each emitting white mist—the last breath of the cultivators before their death. The mist also held Incomplete Sword Technique Phrases, echoing in the void and forming a faint sword intent. Ren Canghai's remaining sword intent suddenly erupted, and the Dao Foundation Heart at the hilt expanded into 3D Star Chart with a "bang": the stars were the extracted dantian, the Star Orbit were Kachoo Space Cage woven with Demonic Runes, and the sword tassels hanging from the prison nodes were all burning— the Metal Element Sword Tassels burning with Right-Rotating Purple Fire, the Fire Element Sword Tassels burning with Left-Rotating Black Flame, and the Water Element Sword Tassels burning... Amidst the Self-Rotating Blood Mist and flickering flames, the Sword Practice Silhouettes were projected, appearing and disappearing in the flames as if they were conducting their final rehearsals. The Demon Emperor flicked a drop of Black Blood from his fingertip, which exploded in the void into a twelve-petaled Blood Lotus. The Lotus Heart not only dissected Ren Xiaoyao's mother's chest cavity but also revealed a heart pieced together from seventy-two sword tassels. Each sword tassel was inscribed with "My son Xiaoyao " in Essence Blood, and at this moment, it was being burned into Lamp Oil. Floating in the oil were the tassels of eighteen unsent family letters, the ink of which had transformed into silver fish gnawing on the sword tassels. The fish fins were still making the gesture of "peace," a gesture filled with a mother's love and concern for her son.
Ren Xiaoyao roared and swung his sword at the altar. Suddenly, the Lingchen Sword hummed and unleashed twenty-three sword shadows, each holding a token from a different era: a dried daisy fell from the Pear Wood Sword Scabbard of Flower Selling Girl, and bright Blood Spring seeped from the veins of the petals. At the bottom of the blood was a charcoal sketch of a sword manual drawn by her deceased brother. At the corner of the sketch, there was a childlike figure feeding flower petals to a carp, and the figure's brushstrokes revealed innocence and childlike fun; the Old Blacksmith's hammer struck the sword, and the Mars formed an array of " Protect My Dao Foundation ". Each Mars restored the last sword pattern he carved before his hand was severed by the Demonic Baleful Energy, and the end of the pattern had a crescent-shaped bloodstain - the shape of the callus worn from the handle of his hammer, the shape containing his life's skills and perseverance.
The Black Demonic Light shattered the light shield like a tsunami, and the Demonic Runes in Ren Xiaoyao's meridians suddenly lit up, transforming into a winding Memory Corridor: when he was five years old, in the snow, he carved the sword technique " Qi Sinks into Dantian " with a tree branch, but now it was twisted by the Demonic Baleful Energy into Evil Formation of " Transform Dao into Demon ". At the eye of the array, a furry Demonic Rat was crouching, nibbling at the Blood Bubbles blisters he had worn out from practicing swordsmanship as a child. When the Blood Bubbles burst with a "pop", two streams of energy surged out at the same time - the black " Dao Heart is Dead " was like a venomous snake coiling around his heart meridian, and the golden " Dao Heart Not Dead " was like a sword blade cleaving through the gloom, crashing into his body and creating countless tiny bloodstains. A faint golden light shone through the bloodstains, which was proof that his Dao Heart Not Dead.
The Black Hole at the bottom of the Return Ruins Sea cracked open, revealing Holographic Projection of the Blood Formation from ten thousand years ago. Ren Canghai was pinned to the array's eye, his broken sword " Cang Hai Qi " dripping blood into the array at his chest. Each drop of blood gathered on the seabed to form Dynamic Sword Manual, reenacting the 365 moves he used in his battle with the Whale Flood Dragon. Transparent Small Fish swam in the bloodstains, each carrying half a fragment of the Incomplete Sword Technique Pages. The teeth marks on the edges of the fragments perfectly matched Ren Xiaoyao's clenched teeth—the marks of his father biting his sword to express his resolve, a subconscious replication of those marks. The marks revealed unwavering determination and resilience. Ren Xiaoyao tore his Daoist robe, and the blood seeping from his old scars arranged in the air to form Sword Mound Star Chart. Each Blood Stars corresponded to a Sword Cultivator who had been refined. When the Ice and Fire Energies within his body erupted, a yin-yang Yin-Yang Fish Pattern emerged in his dantian. In the pupil of the yang fish, the black iron Mysterious Iron Sword Tassels spun and cut through the Demonic Net, while in the pupil of the yin fish, the Black Silk Sword Tassels tassel wove Dao Protecting Light Net. The Sword Tassel Phantoms of the Ren Family ancestors at the nodes of the net flickered like lanterns, each lantern reflecting a piece of the Family Sword Techniques inheritance. The inheritance flowed in the light and shadow, never ceasing.
The Jiao Demon Emperor suddenly tore open his chest and jumped out of a magic core composed of one hundred thousand souls. It was undergoing quantum level fission at a speed visible to the naked eye. Every time it split with a "pop", tens of millions of rays of light burst out. The light was tied with memory fragments of the female swordsman: the "Sword in the Soul" engraved on the inside of her scabbard was being captured by the demonic insects one by one. It was tampered with "Soul Destroyer Sword Death", and strings of blood and tears oozed from the honeycomb holes in the sheath. Each tear reflected the eighteen spring and autumn years when she practiced swordsmanship. The spring and autumn were full of sweat and perseverance; the old monk's sword-shaped relics were melted into blood-colored teardrops, and the teardrops reflected the fact that the sword tomb passed down by his sect for hundreds of generations was scorched by demonic fire. In the slow motion of the earth, every time a tear falls to the ground, the black sword shadow of "the orthodoxy has been extinguished" explodes. Thousands of sword spikes in the shadow wither in the rain, but as they wither, there are faint sparks of sword intent. The sparks contain the last hope. On the talisman composed of suspended broken swords, all the strokes of the word "waiting" are hung with silver bells. The tongue of the bell is the tongue of the monks that was cut off. The bell is engraved with the bloody fingerprints they pressed before they died. When the sea breeze blows, it emits a vague call of "Return to the ruins... Return to the ruins...". When the tail sound is prolonged, it actually forms a weak rhythm of sword moves. The rhythm reveals the call for the return to the ruins and the desire for freedom.
Sword Shatters Void, Dao Heart Undying
Ren Canghai's memories flooded into Ren Xiaoyao's consciousness like a burst dam, finally revealing the complete truth of the Guixu War ten thousand years ago: around the Dao Foundation Heart beneath the Whale Flood Dragon's belly, the accumulated Sword Tassel Debris formed a ring-shaped mountain range. The birth dates on each sword tassel were burning in demonic fire, yet they presented Dao-Demon Superposition State —both being scorched and repaired by Daoist rhythm, as if engaged in an eternal contest. Deep within his memory, the final syllable of the complete sword incantation, " The Sword Exists, So Does the Soul; The Dao Exists, So Does Heaven," contained the Blood Curse that Ren Canghai spat out after biting his tongue. At this moment, it transformed into ten thousand golden talismans that flew out from the Lingchen Sword. Each golden talisman was engraved with the Daoist name and Sword Move Wavelength of the cultivator being refined, unlocking the Demonic Lock on the remnant souls like Quantum Key. The Dao Rhyme Shockwave that erupted when the locks shattered formed a huge Sword Move Interference Pattern in the void. Each stroke was condensed from the obsessions of millions of remnant souls. As the light patterns flowed, they were rewriting the < Myriad Souls Sacrifice Diagram >. The Demonic Runes in the diagram were gradually replaced by Daoist rhythm, presenting a completely new scene.
The Ten Thousand Foot Sword Shadow was unleashed, the weeping face patterns on the blade exploded into countless Light Butterflies, each wing undergoing Quantum Tunneling: atop the Snow Mountain, the dragon blood from the Sword Cultivator's slaying of the Ice Dragon coalesced into Sword-shaped Lake on the snow, simultaneously enacting dragon-slaying scenes from all Parallel Universes within its depths. Amidst the splashing water, seventeen variations of Dragon Scale Piercing Sword Move Variations could be seen, each containing a different sword intent; deep within the Bamboo Forest, the bamboo leaves shaken by the Sword Cultivator's mastery of the sword's power arranged in Eternal Sword Move Trajectory in mid-air, the trajectory containing Quantum Superposition state of three hundred and sixty Formation Breaking Methods. The veins of each bamboo leaf were a sword incantation, flowing ceaselessly within the trajectory; the Sword Cultivator the dying sword cultivator tossed into the sky, at this moment... Falling from all the Space-time Rift, the Sword Intent Essence dripping from the tips of the tassels contained the Wave Function of sword techniques they had never comprehended in their lives. When the drops fell onto the sea, they carved new sword marks on the blood-red waves, and the sword marks revealed a completely new sword intent. When the Return Ruins Black Hole and the Demon Array shattered together, the Space-time Fragments flashed through the morning of Shuofang City — Flower Selling Girl placed daisies in front of the Sword Mound, and the dew on the petals reflected the figure of Ren Xiaoyao wielding his sword, forming Quantum Superposition with the sword shadow of Ren Canghai. When the dew broke, it emitted the Sword Chant of "The Dao is not severed", shattering the Demonic Baleful Energy Curse of all Parallel Universes with the Quantum Tunneling Effect. All the Demonic Transformation sword tassels in the city instantly returned to their original color, and the original color revealed purity and hope.
As the crimson sun fully rose above the sea, Lingchen Sword plunged into the Return Ruins with a "whoosh." Where the blade disappeared, a golden spring gushed forth, supporting countless sword tassels undergoing quantum recombination: the three characters " Ren Canghai " on the Mysterious Iron Sword Tassels appeared in Dao-Demon Superposition State and Demon, the strokes flowing with the quantum string vibrations of unfinished sword intent and Demonic Baleful Energy afterimages, the vibrations revealing a contest between Dao and Demon; the fragments of the Heart-Protecting Jade Pendant entwined with the Black Silk Sword Tassels were tunneling and piecing together, each fragment existing simultaneously in a superposition of brokenness and wholeness, piecing together a complete protective array with a soft "click," the array containing powerful protective force; the dried daisies clinging to the pear wood tassel, their petals... The newly emerging sword intent dew seeping from the veins exists in Quantum Superposition state of liquid and Gaseous State, refracting into a seven-colored Sword Rainbow under the sunlight, the Sword Rainbow radiating new life and hope. On the White Jade Sword Platform at the bottom of the sea, the blood droplets from the broken sword " Cang Hai Qi " gather into thousands of Light Sword. Each Light Sword is undergoing quantum leaps, automatically repairing the superdimensional structure of the sword moves damaged by Demonic Baleful Energy. In the light of the belief that "the Dao is not severed, the soul is not extinguished" that flashes on the blades, the souls of thousands of Sword Cultivator are jointly practicing the ultimate sword technique that integrates all the sword moves of Parallel Universes. Wherever the sword energy reaches, Demonic Baleful Energy and Daoist energy eternally superimpose and collapse, forming a stable Dao-Demon Balance Field, a field that exudes harmony and balance.
In the golden light where the Sea and Sky Boundary, the fragments of the Bronze Crown that Ren Xiaoyao crushed are undergoing a transcendental quantum reversal: the moment the "demon" character is purified into the "Dao" character by the golden light, the Black Blood seeping from the fragments gathers on the crest of the waves to form countless Miniature Sword Mound. Each Sword Mound is in a superposition of existence and annihilation—the body of the monument is the quantum afterimage of a cultivator's robe, the inscription is the transcendental expansion of the Wave Function of their dying sword moves, and the Light Sword stuck in front of the monument are in a quantum entanglement of physical and virtual states, exuding mystery and power. These Light Sword connect into the Star River under the blood-red morning sun, each star corresponding to a remnant soul in a transcendental Quantum Superposition state Guixu Depths, together forming the " Sword Dao Monument." The monument is inscribed with billions of sword intents, proclaiming transcendental truths: when the last drop of remnant soul's blood and tears completes transcendental Quantum Tunneling, all the Demonic Baleful Energy in Parallel Universes will collapse simultaneously, and the Wave Function of the Heavenly Dao Rekindled will be Unity throughout the entire hyperdimensional universe, revealing the rebirth of the Heavenly Dao and the harmony of the universe in this Unity.
The sea breeze swept Return Ruins, Lingchen Sword stood alone atop a wave. The weeping face patterns on its blade had all transformed into golden sword patterns, shimmering in the sunlight with the Daoist rhyme "The Soul Returns to Its Gate," a rhyme exuding peace and tranquility. In the distance, a golden light shot forth from Chaos Rift. Ren Xiaoyao opened his palm, revealing half a fragment of Bronze Crown engraved with the character "Ren." The Demonic Runes on the fragment's edges were being gradually purified by the golden light, revealing the nascent form of the character "Dao" beneath, a nascent form radiating hope and rebirth. A sound carried on the wind... Ren Canghai's deep voice, carrying a rhythmic cadence like the sound of Sword Hum, said, " Xiaoyao, the Sword Exists, So Does the Person... and so is the Dao. When you reforge the Azure Sky, that will be the day my Sword Tassels Return to Mound." As his voice fell, the Lingchen Sword suddenly emitted a clear and melodious sword Sword Hum. In the Miniature Sword Mound on the Sword Spine, all the gnawed Incomplete Sword Technique Pages manuals automatically pieced together, forming the complete < Myriad Swords Return to Guixu Art > in the air. Each sword move flowed with the golden light of newly born Daoist charm, and within the golden light, there was a powerful sword intent and an eternal Daoist charm.
The sea breeze, carrying the mournful cries from the Guixu Depths, swept across the blade, causing the Lingchen Sword to tremble suddenly. The Golden Patterns of the < Myriad Swords Return to Guixu Art on its Sword Spine moved as if alive, each sword move oozing fine fragments of light—the breathing frequencies left behind by Sword Cultivator from ten thousand years ago within the Daoist rhythm. The moment the fragments of light drifted into the sea of blood, the solidified blood waves rippled, and countless Sword Tassel Phantoms appeared on the crests of the waves: a pure white sword tassel embroidered with Orchid Grass pierced through the Demonic Baleful Energy barrier with Quantum Tunneling Effect, the drops falling from the tip of the tassel not being blood beads, but Dao Rhyme Dewdrops condensed into the shape of a sword; a dark Black Sword inlaid with meteorite iron drew Hyperdimensional Sword Marks in the void, the Demonic Runes cracking like a spider web, revealing the flowing Star Sword Intent beneath.
The Bronze Fragments in Ren Xiaoyao's palm suddenly heated up. The golden light seeping from the seal of the character "Ren" spread like capillaries, etching the Demonic Runes on the edge of the fragment into hollowed-out Sword Move Patterns. When the last black pattern shattered, the fragment burst forth with dazzling light, projecting the complete scene of Ren Canghai being nailed to the array's eye ten thousand years ago: the broken sword " Cang Hai Qi " on his chest was not passively dripping blood to form the array, but actively drawing upon his dantian's Dao Foundation, decomposing his sword intent into Quantum State Sword Strands. Each Sword Strands was wrapped with an unfinished sword incantation—" The Sword Exists, So the Soul Endures "—hidden in the last syllable was Transfinite Curse Script written with the Dao Foundation. At this moment, it was flying out of the fragment, rushing towards the fissioned Demonic Core the Flood Demon Emperor like a swarm of golden bees.
Suddenly, viscous black slurry seeped from the quantum cracks on the surface of the Demonic Core. Each drop of slurry that landed grew into a twisted, sword-shaped demonic tree, its trunk covered with the sealed faces of cultivators. Ren Xiaoyao's pupils constricted—those faces were the remnant souls within Lingchen Sword's Miniature Sword Mound. Their lips parted and closed in the black slurry, silently reciting the sword incantation altered by the Demonic Baleful Energy. Just then, the golden-red blood beads that burst forth from the Sword Mound suddenly exploded, each bead splitting into seventy-two sword shadows that precisely pierced the nodes of the demonic tree's root system. The shockwave of the sword intent of " the Dao Heart Not Dead " was transmitted along the energy chain of the Demonic Core's fission, and the black slurry instantly rippled with golden patterns, imprisoning the collapsing souls like a spider web.
Suddenly, the Black Hole at the bottom of the Return Ruins Sea spewed out thousands of rays of light, illuminating the truth hidden by the Demonic Baleful Energy: ten thousand years Ren Canghai was not defeated, but rather he actively decomposed his Dao Foundation into a quantum Quantum State, forming Entangled Network with the sword intent of all the fallen Sword Cultivator. At this moment, the Sword Tassel Phantoms on the network nodes lit up simultaneously. The Demonic Lock shattered by the Mysterious Iron Sword Tassels tassel, the light net woven by the Black Silk Sword Tassels tassel, and the daisy sword intent carried by the pear wood sword tassel merged into one under the Quantum Tunneling Effect, solidifying into a materialized " Sword of Heavenly Dao " in the void—the blade is a superposition of the sword techniques of the eighteen generations of the Ren Family ancestors, the hilt is composed of the obsessions of thousands of remnant souls, and the hilt flickers with an inextinguishable Dao Heart Fire.
The Flood Demon Emperor let out a dying roar, and the brain matter seeping from beneath its scales suddenly Reverse Aggregation, projecting Parallel Universes onto the Demon Mirror: In A Certain Timeline, Ren Xiaoyao abandoned the sword path to become a flower seller, the daisy juice on his fingertips becoming quantumly entangled with the fragments of a sword tassel, and the unaltered sword techniques emerging from the veins of the petals; In another timeline, Old Blacksmith's hammer struck the Demonic Core, and the Mars that flew formed a "Dao and Demon Share the Same Origin" array, each Mars undergoing a superdimensional leap, simultaneously existing in a superposition state of being eroded by Demonic Baleful Energy and purified by Daoist principles. These scenes collapsed like dominoes, eventually converging into the same image— the Lingchen Sword of all Parallel Universes resounded simultaneously, and the four characters " Dao Foundation Not Extinguished " on the swords burst forth with golden light faster than the speed of light.
Where the golden light reached, the purplish-black miasma of the Return Ruins melted away like ice and snow, revealing White Jade Sword Mound suspended deep within. The broken sword " Cang Hai Qi " stuck at the top of the mound suddenly erupted with ten thousand Sword Hum, and the bloodstains on the blade formed a complete < Myriad Souls Return to Guixu Technique >. Every Sword Style was undergoing Quantum Superposition: the trajectory of Stabbing and Picking was hidden in the slashing, and the Poking and Thrusting Wave Function of poking was contained in the swirling Spinning Dance. In the Hyperdimensional Space formed by the sword momentum, the sword shadows of Ren Canghai and Ren Xiaoyao overlapped into an eternal Sword Dao Totem. When the last Demonic Baleful Energy was purified by the golden light, thousands of Light Butterflies rose from the Sword Mound. Each butterfly wing reflected the smiling faces of the Sword Cultivator. Their sword tassels were quantum recombined in the fluttering of the Light Butterflies, transforming into sword intent like shooting stars that shot towards the heavens.
Ren Xiaoyao caught a falling sword tassel. The Silver Bell at the tip of the tassel suddenly rang—it was a keepsake his mother had tied before her death. At this moment, the Demonic Runes inside the bell were being decomposed into musical notes by Daoist rhythms, playing the long-lost < Dao Protecting Heart Song >. As the melody played, the Lingchen Sword automatically flew back into his hand. The Miniature Sword Mound on the Sword Spine exploded with a bang, and the flying Incomplete Sword Technique Pages arranged themselves into Star Map in the air. Each star corresponded to a soul that had regained its freedom Guixu Depths. When the last page of the sword manual was pieced together, the four Golden Characters " The Sword Exists, The Dao Exists " appeared in the center of the Star Map. The sword intent flowing between the lines swept across the entire Return Ruins like a tsunami, completely purifying all the Demonic Baleful Energy.
The crimson sun, now devoid of its Baleful Evil Force, returned to its warm golden hue. Sunlight spilled across the sea, dyeing the churning crimson waters a dazzling golden-red. Ren Xiaoyao gazed towards the Sea and Sky Boundary, where countless Sword Tassel Phantoms emerged from the void, forming a Sword Dao Rainbow Bridge of swords spanning the Ruins of Return Ruins. On this bridge, Ren Canghai's figure flickered in and out of sight, holding the reconstructed " Cang Hai Qi " sword. A wisp of Daoist energy emanated from the sword's tip, transforming into a rain of light that showered upon the world. Ren Xiaoyao gripped the Lingchen Sword tightly, stepping onto the rainbow bridge. As the blade sliced through the void, a clear, resonant sword Sword Hum rang out, merging with the resonance of the countless sword tassels to create an eternal hymn of swordsmanship, echoing long and deep across the Return Ruins.