Entering the Dao Swordsmanship, Taiji Hall Shattered!

The Sword Tomb Master was bewildered. "Oh Heavenly Father?"

Heavenly Father, this sounds absurd and ridiculous, yet the scene of all things returning to their origin is right before our eyes.

Apart from themselves, the temple, Lord of the Martial Hut, all the other spirits clearly did not remember that the world had been destroyed once.

It was as if I had never experienced it before.

This is truly Time Reversal back in time.

Jian Yi looked blankly at his hands. So, it really was Heavenly Father?

Is there really Heavenly Father?

He was first startled, then awoke with a start, staring at the Heavenly Father, and spoke in a trembling voice:

"If you are truly Upper Heaven, if you are truly the Heaven's Will, can you grant my wife safety and make her eternal?"

Zhang Fusheng smiled calmly:

" Within Inner Heaven and Earth, there is nothing absolutely eternal—not mountains and rivers, not living beings, not dynasties, not even the Eighty-Four Thousand Dao and Heaven and Earth themselves."

"None of them are eternal."

After a short while,

He spoke calmly:

"But I can promise you that I can make your wife live as long as heaven and earth. As long as heaven and earth do not age, she will not age; as long as heaven and earth do not perish, she will not perish. What do you say?"

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground, prostrating himself.

"I would give anything for Upper Heaven's mercy!"

Zhang Fusheng nodded with a smile, his hands outlining light and shadow, his voice rising and falling, as if the Upper Heaven were speaking—it was the Upper Heaven speaking.

He said:

"In exchange for your mastery of Sword Dao, you can ensure your wife's eternal life, and in return, you will gain the opportunity to leave this realm and witness the vastness of the myriad Myriad Worlds and the True Great Heaven and Earth."

Are you willing?

"I do!" Jian Yi declared resolutely.

Zhang Fusheng did not choose to take away his truly terrifying talent that would amaze the world for eternity—and the reason is quite simple.

As long as the talent remains in this little guy,

With each spiritual cultivation, he will transcend thousands of years, grow stronger, and eventually reach a higher realm of Sword Dao.

And then, he could come back and 'reap' again.

Taking away talent is akin to draining a pond to catch all the fish; leaving talent behind is like having someone help you cultivate yourself.

"Thus, the contract is established."

Zhang Fusheng's light, airy voice drifted out, Jian Yi felt that everything about the Sword Dao was beginning to blur, as if everything was beginning to peel away.

He was not disappointed; on the contrary, he was even more excited—because his wife could live on forever.

Moreover, this way, I can once again practice the Sword Dao and climb the high path!

Zhang Fusheng noticed Jian Yi's emotional fluctuations.

"Such a master of both emotion and swordsmanship!"

Zhang Fusheng sighed, feeling the extra ball of light in the Contract Book, his smile widening as he looked back at the vast Human Realm.

He suddenly realized something.

If we compare the entire Human Realm to a pond, then all living beings are the fish in the pond, and we ourselves are the master of the pond, as well as the angler on the bank.

This is my own pond, my own pasture, and my own farmland.

"In that case..."

After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Fusheng made his decision. Under the awe-inspiring and horrified gazes of the three venerable ones,

He opened his mouth and uttered a sound that resonated throughout the world.

"From this day forward, all humankind shall no longer refrain from killing one another."

"Every ten thousand years, a battle will be held in the heavens and earth. The victor may appeal to the heavens and ask for one wish, and no wish will be impossible to grant."

A vast, resounding celestial sound echoed as Zhang Fusheng gracefully departed, disappearing from Tianjian Mountain.

Only the lingering sound echoed, and a peach blossom drifted down.

Eight Sceneries Palace.

Zhang Fusheng sat cross-legged, his gaze utterly clear.

The abolition of the Heavenly Stele and the law prohibiting humans from killing each other was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather a long-held plan.

"In the past, I established this law to allow the human race to develop and grow stronger as quickly as possible, but things are different now."

"The Human Realm is already saturated with people."

"Only war and slaughter can truly cultivate the strong and allow those geniuses to display their brilliance."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, his gaze incredibly profound. He even established the Heavenly Arena, which appears only once every ten thousand years, in order to promote competition among humans, promising to grant the victor one wish.

It can be predicted that,

In the near future, war will break out again, and blood will flow like rivers.

The population may decline sharply, but the strong will also experience explosive growth. It's like raising a venomous insect.

"Why do I feel like I'm becoming more and more like the main villain in this divine realm?"

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, the more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

Using heaven, earth, and humanity as a breeding ground for Gu poison, and all living beings as Gu worms and fish, he then reaps the rewards from the Gu King he raises, fishing for the masses.

Tsk.

Tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years later, could a protagonist-like figure suddenly appear in the Divine Realm?

Rise from humble beginnings and lead all living beings to 'defeat the heavens'!

Zhang Fusheng shook his head, stopping his random thoughts.

He quietly took out the terrifying Sword Dao skills from the Contract Book and slowly integrated them with his own.

It's done.

Jian Yi's millennia of accumulation is comparable to an ordinary swordsman's millions of years of sword forging, and at this moment, it all belongs to him!

"Sword Dao."

Zhang Fusheng murmured absentmindedly, immersed in the magnificent Sword Dao.

Everything has its own way; there are 84,000 ways in the universe, including water, fire, knives, swords, fists, time, Wither and Flourish, killing, life, and death.

Everything has its own way.

All techniques are also divided into levels. For example, one can cultivate True Intention in boxing, and then the intention can be combined with the body, the intention with the breath, Unity of Intent and Spirit.

Similarly, the ultimate state of all techniques after breaking through numerous shackles is the same.

That is, Entering the Dao.

One can enter the Way of Fist through fists, the Way of Strength through force, and the Way of Wither and Flourish and Wither and Flourish through life and death.

The way of boxing can also be transformed into the great way of boxing, and strength can also be transformed into the great way of strength.

All things are like this.

"Jian Yi's Sword Dao has already truly [Entering the Dao]."

Zhang Fusheng sighed softly, simultaneously comprehending the Way of the Sword.

The realm of Entering the Dao beyond True Intention is no longer divided into layers of stages; there is only accumulation.

One-tenth of the Way of the Sword, three-tenths, five-tenths, until finally ten-tenths—and beyond that, the ultimate level of the Great Dao.

That was beyond Zhang Fusheng's current imagination, but it still offered a glimpse into what was to come.

"The Great Dao is probably a realm at the level of the Supreme Beings."

"When one completely occupies a Great Dao, and that Great Dao does not perish, then I will not die."

In whispers,

Zhang Fusheng has completely integrated Jian Yi's Sword Dao skills.

He opened his eyes, and the sound of swords echoed in the Eight Sceneries Palace.

Every wisp of chaotic energy flowing around was emitting a sword-like cry!

"Jian Yi has actually comprehended forty percent of the Way of the Sword over a thousand years. What a monster!"

Zhang Fusheng was truly astonished: 40%!

If he were given tens of thousands more years, wouldn't it be truly possible for him to reach the level of the Great Dao?

Does this mean he could really become the Sword Ancestor?

Zhang Fusheng stood up from the prayer mat, suddenly turned around, walked towards the back hall, and arrived at the [Gate of the Present].

Through the crack in the door, he gazed at the scene Gate of the Present, and at the small sword on the table.

One thought, another thought.

On the table in the room, the small sword called [Qingping] was trembling slightly.

"Not enough."

"To wield that legendary sword across the Gate of the Present, I'm afraid I'll need to step into the realm of the Great Dao."

Zhang Fusheng didn't feel any regret; on the contrary, his smile was extremely bright as he murmured to himself:

"With forty percent of the Sword Dao, plus the Primordial Killing Move, the Pangu Banner Taiji Hall, can I defeat you?"

He turned back and walked towards the Eight Sceneries Palace. With each step he took, a sword rang out.

When they leave the Eight Sceneries Palace and return to their original external body.

Zhang Fusheng opened his eyes.

'Buzz!'

It seemed as if swords were ringing out, one ring, ten rings, thousands upon thousands of rings.

Yin Chang'an, the Other Shore World, the World Plateau.

The power of forty percent of the Sword Dao seemed to have exceeded his expectations.

Capital.

Lin Dongxi pulled down his hat brim, walked on the hovercar, and gazed in awe at the magnificent city that exceeded all limits of imagination.

"This is the capital."

She murmured to herself, letting out a soft gasp of amazement.

Chen Yuque was also mesmerized. As the two women marveled, the old woman standing beside them smiled and said:

"From now on, you will be allowed to stay in the capital. I will give the order to process your identity cards as soon as possible."

The two women glanced at the old woman, hesitated for a moment, and then Chen Yuque spoke softly:

"Who exactly are you? And why did you bring us to the capital?"

She stared at the mysterious old woman she had just met, her eyes filled with curiosity.

The old woman smiled and said:

"You two are like brilliant gold buried in the dust; one possesses an innate physical body, and the other possesses a Buddha-nature rarely seen in the world."

After a moment's pause, the old woman in the black robe spoke gently:

"I brought you to the capital because I wanted to give you better opportunities. Would you be willing to join my school?"

The two sisters were sparring with each other, and Lin Dongxi whispered:

"We have a master now."

The old woman didn't care at all:

"The path of cultivation is long and arduous. I am not asking you to abandon your past traditions and switch sects, but it is perfectly normal to have multiple masters on the path of cultivation."

As for who I am...

The old woman in the long black robe paused, and soldiers suddenly surged in from all directions, each with a fire burning behind their head.

This means they are all grandmasters!

Lin Dongxi felt dizzy and lightheaded. (Grandmaster, Sergeant)

She was shocked, yet also understood.

This is the capital city, after all.

Under the bewildered and surprised gazes of the two women and many passersby,

Hundreds of soldiers lined up and stepped forward.

They then all bowed to the old woman.

"Director!"

The sound of salutes shook the heavens.

The old woman nodded slightly, then looked at the two women and smiled as she spoke:

"I am hereby appointed as the First Deputy Director of the Federation War Department."

"He is also the Great Elder of the Jie Sect, skilled in Sword Dao and divination, and knowledgeable in Myriad Laws —would you be willing to become my disciples?"

Chen Yuque and Lin Dongxi exchanged a glance.

"Intercepting Sect".

As they pondered the name, it dawned on them—this was probably the legendary Orthodox God cult recognized by the Federation!

It seems there's no need to hesitate any longer.

After all, there's no need to abolish their previous master-disciple relationship; their master is still their master, even though he's probably already...

The two left 'Chongyang World' early on, so they were unaware of what happened later and did not connect [Buddha Ancestor Fusheng] with their Junior Disciple Brother.

They were about to perform the ritual of bowing when...

"Um?"

The old woman in black suddenly frowned and looked up.

The next instant.

'Buzz!'

"Buzzing!!"

The clash of swords echoed endlessly, forming a continuous tide.

It came from outside the capital, and it also originated from within the capital.

A look of surprise appeared on the old woman's face:

"Sword Dao. This level of skill, I'm afraid it's already reached thirty percent. Which old friend is testing his sword?"

"Or is it that another person in the world has attained Entering the Dao of Swordsmanship?"

In the murmurs,

The clanging of swords within the vast capital grew louder and louder, as if they were leaping and cheering.

Then.

The city is filled with sharp, pointed swords, all hanging in the sky.

Lin Dongxi stared blankly at the magnificent scene, speechless.

The Other Shore World, the Jiuzong Mountain Range, Yin Chang'an.

He opened his eyes, and the sword rang out.

Rise, and the crowing ceases.

Zhang Fusheng stood quietly in front of the Taiji Hall. The Pangu Banner manifested, Ethereal Immortal Slaying Sword pierced out from between his eyebrows and entered his hand.

He held his sword, raised his eyes, and looked around.

In his eyes, everything in the world was full of flaws and imperfections. He saw patterns on everything he saw, as if nothing could be broken if one followed those patterns.

"Having mastered the fortieth level of Sword Dao, it seems I've been granted a mysterious supernatural Divine Ability."

Zhang Fusheng murmured softly, held his sword across his shoulder, and Immortal Light rose up, causing the Pangu Banner to flutter!

The sword followed the movement of his palm.

The longsword, accompanied by the Heaven-Opening Sword Qi and the Chaos Sword Light, and the trembling Pangu Banner, made a light slash in front of the Taiji Hall.

The Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array reappeared, but in Zhang Fusheng's eyes at this moment, the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array, which had undergone countless years and was no longer what it used to be, was now full of errors and omissions.

The sword's edge swept past the gaps.

The unprecedented and Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array

It then collapsed and crumbled.

The Heaven-Opening Sword Qi and the Chaos Sword Light arrived only at this moment, lightly hovering above the Taiji Hall gate, and then—

The main hall was then split open.

Its interior is completely exposed.