My Divine Ability, Named Sword, Come!

Chen Yuanba seemed to realize that his last remark had been far too absurd. His voice gradually trailed off, and he returned to scratching his head with that simple-minded grin. "Heh heh heh..."

"Once the thought clicked, I felt my soul become clearer than ever before. Then, without even realizing it, I comprehended this Divine Ability!"

"Heh heh heh..."

Chen Yuanba kept chuckling foolishly. He secretly glanced at Chen Changqing again and added in a low voice, "Ancestor, you're not angry, are you?"

Chen Changqing stood with his hands behind his back, watching the honest, almost endearing giant before him. The curve of his lips rose bit by bit, eventually turning into a meaningful smile.

"Yuanba, your performance was excellent!"

"This Greater Divine Ability—Ancestor Blesses Me!"

"Using one's faith in the ancestor as a guide, one may invoke a wisp of the ancestor's Dao resonance to descend upon oneself, instantly gaining the empowerment of a projection of part of the ancestor's Divine Abilities."

"The stronger one's faith in the ancestor, the stronger the projected Divine Ability! If the faith in one's heart is sufficient, one may even perfectly recreate any Greater or Lesser Divine Ability the ancestor had used in the past!"

Chen Changqing spoke slowly, revealing the true power of this Divine Ability word by word.

When the Chen Family members learned of the effects of this Divine Ability, every one of them gasped, their faces filled with shock.

Heavens!

Didn't that mean Chen Yuanba had a chance to wield every Greater and Lesser Divine Ability Chen Changqing had displayed?

"Brother Yuanba is incredible!"

"Why didn't I think of that?"

"Why bother comprehending a Divine Ability yourself when clinging directly to the ancestor's thigh is so much better?"

"No, I have to try again... Ancestor Blesses Me! Ancestor Blesses Me! Why hasn't the ancestor blessed me yet?"

For a time, wave after wave of attempts rang out across Purple Sun Peak.

Many Chen Family members shut their eyes, muttering under their breaths as they tried to replicate Chen Yuanba's path to success.

Some strained until their faces turned red. Some chanted aloud. Others sat cross-legged with utter solemnity, looking as though they would not stop until they comprehended something.

Yet no matter how they tried, their seas of consciousness remained utterly empty.

Forget a Greater Divine Ability—there was not even the faintest ripple of Dao resonance.

After struggling for quite a while, everyone finally faced reality and gave up dejectedly.

Watching this scene, Chen Changqing could not help shaking his head, a helpless smile touching his lips.

Everyone's insights and realizations were different, and their comprehension varied in depth. How could a Greater Divine Ability like this be copied simply by drawing a tiger after looking at a cat?

Chen Yuanba had comprehended "Ancestor Blesses Me" because he had undergone the complete journey from despair to acceptance. In the crack between giving up and holding faith, inspiration flashed, allowing him to seize that wisp of Dao resonance.

Such a fortuitous opportunity could not be repeated by others, no matter how much they tried.

Of course, Chen Changqing did not speak up to stop them.

It was always a good thing to let these clansmen think more and comprehend more.

Even if they could not comprehend a Greater Divine Ability, if someone happened to have a flash of inspiration and comprehend one or two similar Lesser Divine Abilities in the process, that would still be a gain.

His gaze returned to Chen Yuanba, and a trace of amazement flashed through his eyes—so subtle that even he himself did not notice it.

Chen Yuanba's comprehension of a Greater Divine Ability like "Ancestor Blesses Me" had not only greatly intrigued him; more importantly, it had given him an entirely new train of thought!

It opened a window in his understanding of Divine Ability Methods, one he had never discovered before.

In that brief instant just now, bolstered by his terrifying comprehension, endless flashes of inspiration surged through the depths of Chen Changqing's sea of consciousness.

Using "Ancestor Blesses Me" as a foundation, he drew inferences from one instance and grasped the connections between all things...

Since Chen Yuanba could use faith as a guide to summon a wisp of Dao resonance from him, his ancestor, to empower himself, why could Chen Changqing not use the same method to summon even more powerful beings?

Since this world possessed "Dao Ancestor's Blessing," that meant that, in dimensions beyond this one, there truly existed unimaginable mighty powers.

He could not yet reach those beings, but as long as his Dao Tree continued to grow and bore more Dao Fruits, one day, he would be able to truly summon those legendary gods.

Before that day came, he could completely rely on his own comprehension to first construct the rough framework of this Divine Ability.

"Sometimes, opening another path can also be a way to comprehend the Dao."

Chen Changqing secretly sighed to himself, then gave this not-yet-complete Greater Divine Ability a name—"Deity Invocation Art."

This Divine Ability could invoke "gods" to assist him according to his thoughts, such as the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, the True Lord of Pure Source and Wondrous Dao, and others.

At present, he could probably only invoke gods conceived in his own mind, but as long as his Dao Tree grew powerful enough, it might not be impossible for him to invoke true gods in the future.

Having done all this, his gaze naturally fell upon the two figures still seated cross-legged on the arena.

Chen Yuanba had already awakened and had even comprehended a Greater Divine Ability.

What kind of surprise would Chen Musen and Chen Qingshuang bring him?

Just as Chen Changqing was quietly looking forward to it—

Suddenly!

"Hum!"

An exceedingly faint sword cry rang out over Purple Sun Peak without warning.

Then came—

A second cry!

A third cry!

Chen Qingshuang remained seated cross-legged, her eyes shut tight, but her brows suddenly furrowed, as though some fierce clash was taking place within her sea of consciousness.

The next moment—

A sword Dao power so terrifying it beggared description erupted from within her.

This force was sharp and pure to the absolute extreme, as though there was nothing between heaven and earth but swords.

In an instant, the earth shook, the mountains swayed, and the heavens changed color.

The entire Purple Sun Peak trembled violently as countless broken stones rattled down the mountainside.

High above the nine heavens, clouds churned as though an invisible sharp sword had cleaved a thousand-mile rift through them.

Then, a scene that made everyone's scalps tingle unfolded.

Hum hum hum—

Countless swords trembled as they flew into the sky from every direction.

The longswords worn at the waists of the younger disciples; the spare swords stored within the storage rings of the Chen Family members; the life-bound swords the Supreme Elders had tempered with their essence blood for tens of thousands of years...

Regardless of rank!

Regardless of whether they had owners!

All of them lost control at that moment, trembling madly and wailing... before flying into the air in unison and surging toward Chen Qingshuang.

Even more outrageous was that the heavily guarded Armory Pavilion deep within Purple Sun Peak did not escape.

The many precious ancient swords sealed within the pavilion burst free of their seals at once, transforming into streaks of light that passed through layer upon layer of formations and flew above Chen Qingshuang's head.

Some swords still bore rust and grime, clearly having gathered dust in the Armory Pavilion for who knew how many tens of thousands of years. Yet at that moment, as if on pilgrimage, they pointed their blades downward and their hilts upward, slowly circling Chen Qingshuang.

Even—

Several dozen unidentified swords suddenly shot out of the surrounding void from nowhere.

They belonged neither to the Chen Family nor to anyone else, having drifted through the chaos and void.

Yet at that moment, they too seemed drawn to Chen Qingshuang, coming solely to pay homage.

Ten thousand swords hung in the sky, blotting out the heavens and covering the earth.

Sword radiance interwove, sword intent ran rampant.

It was as though the entire world had become a kingdom of swords.

At that moment, everyone held their breath and stared blankly at the shocking sight of ten thousand swords paying homage to their sovereign. Not one of them could utter a word.

At the center of the ten thousand circling swords, Chen Qingshuang slowly opened her eyes.

All confusion had vanished from those cold eyes, replaced by the phantom images of two tiny swords sharp enough to pierce all things.

She slowly rose to her feet, dressed in snow-white robes, sword intent surging around her like a tide.

"Countless sword Daos lie within my heart!"

"All swords beneath heaven are mine to wield."

Hum hum...

The swords filling the sky released clear, resonant cries in unison, as though answering her summons.

"My Divine Ability—"

"Is named Sword, Come!"