A Sword Shocks the World

(PS: Sorry for the late update, the third update will be this afternoon.)

The sword energy that pierced through the heavens and earth was like a meteor streaking across the sky, startling all the masters in the world.

Wudang Sect.

An elderly Daoist priest with white hair and beard sat solemnly in the main hall of the Daoist temple, with seven distinguished men behind him.

And they were none other than Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang Sect School, and his seven disciples.

Zhang Sanfeng was considered a junior in Daoist School; at least compared to Wang Chongyang and others, his seniority was far inferior.

Although Zhang Sanfeng's seniority in Taoism was relatively low, he was a rare genius who pushed his cultivation to the pinnacle of this world in a short period of time—the Nascent Soul stage!

It was precisely because of Zhang Sanfeng's incredible and powerful cultivation that Wudang Mountain, despite its relatively short history, enjoyed an extraordinary reputation throughout the world. In particular, the Wudang Seven were all exceptionally skilled, rare young talents who contributed greatly to the prosperity of the Wudang Sect.

Meanwhile, the Wudang Seven were meditating with Zhang Sanfeng.

Even for them, this was a very rare opportunity.

Since Zhang Sanfeng broke through to the Nascent Soul realm, he has rarely personally led them in cultivation and Enlightenment. It's not that Zhang Sanfeng has reached a state of detachment from Hongchen, but rather that the Wudang Seven can no longer keep up with Zhang Sanfeng's pace, and continuing to cultivate together would be more harmful than beneficial.

The meditation session was not long, only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

When Zhang Sanfeng opened his eyes, two clearly visible Tai Chi symbols appeared in his pupils, before gradually disappearing.

"Master, there's something I don't understand lately."

"The meditation session is over," a disciple said respectfully.

"What is it?"

Zhang Sanfeng's expression was calm, his eyes deep like the stars in the sky, or like the most beautiful gemstone in the world.

"This disciple does not understand why such Inhuman have appeared."

"Inhuman."

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, lost in thought.

He could never forget the atmosphere he felt that day; the world seemed to be filled with fear and sorrow.

And the Inhuman appeared after that day.

Zhang Sanfeng would never believe that the two were unrelated. However, while he was filled with doubts, he had no answers.

Therefore, Zhang Sanfeng fell silent when faced with his disciple's question.

He didn't know how to answer, nor how to explain the situation. Especially regarding the changes in the world before the arrival of the Inhuman, Zhang Sanfeng vaguely felt that he couldn't reveal it, no matter who the other party was.

He couldn't explain why he had this feeling, but the omnipresent danger and suffocating terror constantly reminded Zhang Sanfeng that some things are not for everyone to know, nor are they for everyone to know.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound filled the air.

Accompanied by the earth-shattering sound of swords being drawn, the longswords on the weapon racks in front of the main hall responded in kind. The longswords were drawn three inches from their sheaths, as if they were worshipping the emperor. Some even jumped off the weapon racks on their own, trembling and making a low hum on the ground.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, everyone's expression changed drastically.

They strode out of the main hall, only to see a sharp sword light tear through the sky, the terrifying sword intent like an indelible mark branded onto the heavens.

Fear!

Slay the heavens and annihilate the earth!

No one can describe the elegance of this sword strike, nor can anyone describe its terror.

Although the sharp sword light had disappeared, the terrifying sword intent still stung their eyes, as if a sharp sword had pierced them. Everyone stared at the trail in the sky that looked like a plane had flown by, and apart from Zhang Sanfeng, who had superb cultivation, everyone cried out in pain and covered their eyes.

"What... what is this?!" someone exclaimed in horror, tears streaming down their face.

"Sword intent"

Zhang Sanfeng's pupils constricted, and his voice was extremely heavy.

Sword intent!?

The Wudang Seven barely regained their sight, no longer daring to look at the lingering sword intent in the sky. They looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

Most of them were skilled swordsmen, but they had never seen such terrifying sword intent.

A sword light tore through the sky, and the remaining trace of sword intent was so strong that they could not see it!

They couldn't imagine how terrifying the sword energy must have been, or how horrifying the person who could unleash such an attack must have been.

Zhang Wuxia asked in confusion, "Master, are there really such incredible sword masters in the martial arts world?"

"Yes, Master. I don't know where this sword came from. When did such an incredible swordsman appear in the martial world? Moreover, the opponent's actions are also somewhat baffling."

Zhang Sanfeng's gaze was unfocused, and he said with a complex expression, "This is a notice, a challenge. He's telling everyone that he's back. He's also issuing a challenge to everyone, a challenge to all the masters in the world."

The Wudang Seven were completely astonished.

Announcement, a challenge!?

Zhang Sanfeng did not explain, because such a matter was far beyond the reach of the Wudang Seven.

Most importantly, he couldn't say he could figure out what the other person was thinking.

All he knew was that the other party, with his unparalleled cultivation and unprecedented methods, was telling everyone that he had returned!

This is both a public announcement and a declaration of war!

As for who the other party was, Zhang Sanfeng had a vague idea.

Meanwhile, at Zhongnan Mountain.

A middle-aged Daoist priest gazed intently at the sky, his eyes filled with a mixture of contemplation and complexity.

Has the Sword God returned!?

Shaolin Sect, Scripture Repository.

An old monk silently put down his broom, his gaze calmly fixed on the sky outside, meeting the chilling sword intent that seemed to tear the heavens apart.

"Amitabha Buddha, the world is plagued by many calamities."

The old monk sighed silently, then continued sweeping the spotless floor at a leisurely pace.

Western Xia.

A woman with a light veil on her face looked up at the sky, her bright eyes, like autumn water, filled with a hint of confusion, doubt, and contemplation.

That aura!?

It's him!

There's no mistake, who else but him could possess such incredible sword intent?

The woman suddenly remembered something—some ancient, passed-down information from a certain sect.

The Myth of the Martial Arts World: Sword God Haotian!

The greatest swordsman of all time!

One mastered swordsmanship to its ultimate form, another honed his skills to a level unmatched by anyone else, and yet another was invincible at a young age!

Thinking of this, the woman suddenly broke into a maniacal smile.

Haha, this is hilarious, so hilarious! It's really too funny. Even the legendary Sword God has appeared; this is getting more and more interesting.

Let it be chaotic! Since the world is already in chaos, let it get even more chaotic!

grassland.

Genghis Khan looked up at the sky, his eyes, like those of an eagle, fixed on the lingering sword intent in the heavens, his face filled with undisguised horror.

Fear!

A terror I've never experienced before!

Genghis Khan never imagined that there would be such an incredible strongman in the world, or such an unbelievable way of swordsmanship.

"Does Master Changchun know who did this?"

Genghis Khan was shocked. He turned his head to look at the Daoist priest not far away and said in a deep voice.

But the Daoist priest appeared to be of extraordinary bearing, his feathered robes fluttering in the wind. This man was none other than Qiu Chuji, one of the Seven Taoists of Quanzhen, and also one of the most renowned Daoist School hermits in the world today.

Qiu Chuji's expression was grave as he slowly said, "Sword God Haotian."

Genghis Khan was somewhat bewildered and puzzled. He had never heard of this name before.

Qiu Chuji paused for a moment, then said in a complex tone, "A peerless swordsman who has never appeared before, and perhaps never will again. His existence represents the pinnacle of swordsmanship, the peak of this world, a peak never before seen."

Genghis Khan's pupils contracted to a single point as he stared at Qiu Chuji in utter horror, remaining silent for a long time.

Others may not know Qiu Chuji's prowess, but Genghis Khan certainly does. For such a powerful figure to utter such praise, Genghis Khan simply cannot imagine, nor dare he fathom, what kind of extraordinary talent and strength the other must possess.

Genghis Khan said in a trembling voice, "Master Changchun, is this... is this true?"

Qiu Chuji smiled wryly and said, "Isn't the lingering sword intent in the sky far more convincing than my words?"

Genghis Khan remained silent.

Yes, isn't the lingering sword intent in the sky more convincing than anything else?

Genghis Khan exclaimed enviously, "What kind of demeanor does such an unparalleled expert possess?"

Qiu Chuji: "The Great Khan will find out soon."

Genghis Khan looked at Qiu Chuji with a puzzled expression, wondering what he meant by those words.

Qiu Chuji: "This sword intent that pierces the sky is the Sword God Haotian issuing a challenge to all the masters in the world. He is not only announcing his return, but also extending an invitation to all the strong."

Before long, the ancient legends of martial the Myth will once again spread throughout the land, and an unprecedented grand event will surely begin!

Upon hearing this, Genghis Khan suddenly realized what was going on.

Every strong person has their own territory, just like Beast's domain.

The Sword God's sword intent tore through the sky, which was tantamount to invading the territory of other powerful figures. This was a blatant provocation and declaration of war!

A single sword strike astonished the world!

No further explanation or words are needed.

This sword intent, tearing through the heavens, proclaimed the rebirth of a certain centenarian widow, and completely disrupted the world's situation. Just as Qiu Chuji had predicted, the entire world was swayed by Li Hao's challenge, and the whole world awaited this unprecedented grand event.

Soon, the official answer was provided, the answer everyone wanted to know.

Three months later, on the fifteenth of August.

On the night of the full moon, Forbidden City Summit!

Swordsmanship reigns supreme, ascension to Flying Immortal!

This is an unprecedented event, and perhaps one that will never happen again.

In no time, news spread among the martial Flying Immortal world, the imperial court, and players that a centenarian widow had reappeared, intending to challenge all the masters in the world at the Forbidden City Summit and thus break through the void to ascend to immortality.

This news was like a tidal wave, stirring up boundless ripples.

Chat Group.

Omniscient Li: "Hmph, how about that? You bunch of trash actually don't trust the strength of this group leader? Ha, ignorant."

Everyone pursed their lips, too lazy to explain.

Before saying this, can we at least take a look at how many sins we've committed?

Angel Yan: "Group owner, can you stop bragging? Your sword energy tore through the sky, aren't you afraid of alerting the players?"

Omniscient Li: "Don't worry, this sword intent is at most equivalent to the power of a half-step Void Refinement Realm cultivator, which is exactly at the limit of this world. Moreover, you underestimate these players. They are almost immortal in this world, at least when faced with attacks that cannot damage their souls."

For them, the only worry is not having enough excitement to watch, not that the excitement will be too great. And do you think that person, who forcibly invaded this world, would only send players to wreak havoc here?

Angel Yan's pupils constricted slightly as she hesitated, "Does the group leader mean that something similar to a GM exists in this world?"

Omniscient Li: "Not quite a GM, more like a game administrator. Just wait and see, the player world is about to become very lively."

In fact, as Li Hao said.

His sword strike not only shattered the tranquility of Jin Yong's Heroes, but also stirred up boundless waves in another world.

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