My Lord

The swords of the Great Xia Clan and the Central Plains all stood behind Lin Chao.

There were bronze swords, rust-speckled Iron Swords, and swords that had never been sharpened...

Tens of thousands of swords—one could say that every sword in Great Cang had gathered here.

Lin Chao looked at the enormous lizard before him, his expression unfathomable.

The enormous lizard was covered in Golden Threads invisible to ordinary people.

Countless Golden Threads linked together, forming a suit of golden armor.

Azure Lord looked at the scene before him, his face showing emotion.

A strange voice suddenly sounded from within his body.

It was the voice of an old man. His voice was peculiar as he spoke in clumsy Great Xia Language.

"This world truly is extraordinary.

"Supernatural Powers do not manifest here. It must be a desolate world."

The other voice within Azure Lord was excited, incomparably fervent.

A fierce killing intent appeared in Azure Lord's eyes.

"Heaven's mandate lies with me. I am heaven's mandate!

"Even if you possess Supernatural Powers and spells, how can you kill me?"

Facing ten thousand swords, Azure Lord remained utterly unafraid.

His true body was as fragile as paper before such Supernatural Powers and Dao arts.

Yet heaven's mandate was the finest defense.

"Is that so?"

Lin Chao held the Dao Sword, and ten thousand swords moved with him.

"Today, I will sever your heavenly secrets!

"And return heaven's mandate to the people!"

At once, ten thousand swords took flight.

Whether ordinary swords or blood-slaying swords, all ten thousand now radiated terrifying auras.

At this moment, they became the sharpest swords in the world, capable of severing and slashing through anything!

Ten thousand swords flew forth, and terror appeared on Azure Lord's face.

"Sever heavenly secrets?"

He had never expected to witness such a sword.

The Golden Threads wound around his body were heaven's mandate, indestructible and unbreakable.

Yet as the Flying Swords swept past, that heaven's mandate was rapidly severed.

The Golden Threads snapped and danced across the sky.

The invincible aura around the enormous lizard plummeted with a crash.

Golden Threads fluttered everywhere in the sky.

Rain also began to fall upon the resplendent Great Xia.

What fell was rain, but also heaven's mandate.

With one sword, Lin Chao severed heavenly secrets and returned heaven's mandate to the people.

"No!"

Fury appeared on Azure Lord's ugly face.

"My eternal dynasty!"

The enormous lizard charged at Lin Chao.

Even without the Golden Threads protecting his body, he remained an immensely powerful monster, far stronger than ordinary Extraordinary individuals.

"Cang has fallen. Yellow shall rise.

"Azure Lord, please die."

A terrifying aura erupted from Lin Chao. With one slash of his sword, Azure Lord's massive body crashed down.

At that instant, his entire body transformed into human form.

Azure Lord looked at Lin Chao, his lips pale.

His eternal dynasty, his lifelong pursuit—all had been destroyed.

"Lin Ping, I curse you to suffer the agony of reincarnation life after life, never meeting a good end in any lifetime."

"May your words come true." Lin Chao smiled.

The Dao Sword left its sheath, piercing straight into Azure Lord's heart.

Enormous unwillingness appeared on Azure Lord's face. In the end, he fell, his aura utterly extinguished.

Everything seemed to be over.

But at that moment, Azure Lord's body moved. He opened his eyes, and the other soul within him awakened. "You think you have won?"

Lin Chao looked at Azure Lord with curiosity. "You are the master of the Azure Dragon Stone?"

"You have some knowledge after all." Azure Lord's face twisted into madness. "Lin Ping, when anomalies flood the world, that will be the moment I, the Bronze King, descend upon this world."

Lin Chao frowned.

"I fear anomalies will not flood the world."

"Lin Ping, I know you. That sword was powerful, somewhat akin to the Supernatural Powers and arts of immortals.

"But even if you sever every anomaly and choke off the pollution at its source—

"the seeds of anomalies have already been planted. Within two thousand years, I will surely descend upon your world!

"This world will belong to me!

"Two thousand years from now, you will be dead. Who will be able to stop me?"

Azure Lord laughed maniacally.

Lin Chao swept his sword through the air, directly shredding his windpipe.

The Bronze King's aura vanished in an instant.

Lin Chao sank into thought.

He raised his head and looked at the fallen swords on the ground. "Return."

The swords trembled faintly and rang out with sword cries.

Ten thousand swords rang in unison before finally soaring into the sky and returning to the distance.

A light rain fell from the sky, while flames unexpectedly rose throughout the Great Cang imperial palace.

Suddenly, the sound of something falling came from nearby.

Lin Chao glanced over. Consort Lian had leaped down from the high platform, dying with a smile on her face.

Lin Chao found it inexplicable.

He remembered that the Azure Lord of history had been foolish and tyrannical, yet when he died, a Consort Lian had leaped down from the high platform for him.

Such love was sung and wept over, praised by later generations.

Now, it seemed that Consort Lian had not leaped for so-called love, but for Great Cang.

Great Cang was not perfect—indeed, it had even been brutal—but in the eyes of some who benefited from it, it was still their only world.

They belonged to an old era and wished only to live in the past.

"Anomalies... two thousand years..."

Lin Chao recalled the Bronze King's words, and his gaze deepened.

In March of the year 1379, a meteor fell into the Cang imperial palace. Azure Lord was consumed by fire, and the imperial palace descended into chaos.

In April, the Yellow Turban Army entered Kyoto. Every civil and military official surrendered. Great Cang was plunged into utter chaos and ultimately perished. Huang Xian Yuan ascended the throne, founding the Yellow Dynasty.

In June, the emperor arrived at Beiling City, established the Dan Jian Sect as the state religion, and performed the Feng and Shan rites at Dan Mountain.

At that moment, the world underwent tremendous changes.

Lin Chao's figure also vanished.

The Dan Jian Sect, Three Extremes Sect, and Yellow Dynasty all sent people to search, yet none found any trace of Lin Ping.

A fisherman in Qing Province claimed to have seen a man in azure robes fishing with a straight hook without a barb.

A minor official of South Mountain claimed to have seen a man in white robes deep within the mountains, using a peach branch as a sword to cleave down a spring wind and snow.

From then on, Lin Chao vanished without a trace.

In the fifth year after the founding of Yellow, an auspicious sign suddenly appeared on Mount Taiqing: an enormous earth dragon emerged, bearing two horns.

The yamen rejoiced and wished to present the auspicious sign.

But an azure-robed swordsman appeared and severed its two horns.

"It is finally over."

Lin Chao's gaze was calm.

Every hidden measure left behind by the Bronze King had been severed by him.

There were no longer any Anomalous Arts in the world.

Mo Fengxue, Zhang Daolin, and the others had also become ordinary people—or rather, somewhat stronger Martial Men.

Only Lin Chao remained as an Extraordinary individual in this world.

Possessing an Unwavering Dao Heart, he had retained his power.

The source of his power had never been Anomalous Arts.

"It is time to take a look at this world."

Lin Chao's figure vanished, disappearing completely into the martial world.

He traveled to the shores of the South Sea, entered mountains high among the clouds, and searched far and wide for ancient ruins, gaining a little from his efforts.

Fifty years later, lightning suddenly erupted atop Mount Taiqing. Dragons and serpents coiled through the air as an immortal in white wielded a long sword, shattered the dragons and serpents, and departed by Shattering the Void.

At the Three Extremes Sect, the white-haired Old Woman looked at the letter in her hand. Frail and bent with age, her face was filled with wistful emotion. "My lord..."

P.S. Only one update today. I am deeply sorry. Starting tomorrow, the story will return to the real world's plot!

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