On the Gobi Desert of the Desolate Sword Domain, the blood-red setting sun gilded the broken sword tower of the Chaos Sword Palace. Chu Mo's heaven-cleaving sword light tore through the clouds, while thirty-six ancient bronze bells hovered in the air. Every toll carried Chaos Sword Qi, grinding the Mysterious Yellow Divine Dynasty's rain of Xing Yun arrows into dust.
"Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, form the Big Dipper Immortal Slaying Sword Array!" At Cang Wuzi's command, three hundred sword cultivators rose into the sky. The spirit swords in their hands turned into streams of light, forming a vast Big Dipper star map above the sword palace. At its center, Chu Mo's Chaos Sword Shadow and the radiance of Yun Che's Heaven Suppressing Seal reflected one another, forming the image of yin and yang in a supreme taiji.
Xiao Yiyun gripped his broken spear and watched his side's warships crash down one after another within the sword array, horror flashing through his eyes. Then he noticed that the Mysterious Yellow Imperial Seal in Chu Mo's hand was absorbing the Mysterious Yellow Law above the battlefield. Chu Mo's aura surged wildly amid the battle, breaking from the middle stage of the Tribulation Passing Realm straight into its peak, faintly carrying the pressure of a half-step Immortal Venerable.
"Immortal Venerable Realm? Impossible! You're merely a cultivator of the Spirit Realm..." Xiao Yiyun's voice was swallowed by the ringing of swords. Chu Mo's broken sword had already reached his eyes. Upon its blade flowed the savagery of chaos, the gentle warmth of heaven suppression, and the heaviness of Mysterious Yellow. Three utterly different powers had fused flawlessly beneath the circulation of the Primordial Sword Art.
"Xiao Yiyun, your father, Xiao Zhantian, tried to refine the Primordial Chaos Source and ended with his soul scattered and extinguished." Chu Mo's voice was cold and calm as ice. His broken sword stopped half an inch before Xiao Yiyun's throat. "Now hand over the Primordial Chaos Key Fragment within you, and I'll leave you an intact corpse."
Xiao Yiyun's pupils shrank sharply. At last, he understood why his father had left behind the warning, "Do not provoke the Chaos Sword Master," on the Communication Jade Slip before his death—the youth before him had grown far beyond everyone's imagination.
"Even if you kill me, the Grand Profound Sect will never let you go!" Xiao Yiyun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood essence, activating the Mysterious Yellow Bloodline within him. His body rapidly swelled, transforming into a thirty-meter-tall golden-armored giant. In his hand appeared the inherited treasure of the Mysterious Yellow Divine Dynasty—the Star Suppressing Banner.
"Grand Profound Sect?" Chu Mo raised a brow. His broken sword suddenly erupted with seven-colored sword radiance. "Whether it's the Grand Profound Sect or the Reincarnation Palace, all who stand in my way will be slain!"
The sword radiance fell, and the Star Suppressing Banner shattered at once. Xiao Yiyun's giant body collapsed beneath the Chaos Sword Qi. A jade piece engraved with the words "Mysterious Yellow" flew from his Sea of Consciousness and landed in Chu Mo's palm. At the same time, Yun Che's Heaven Suppressing Seal suddenly blazed brightly, gathering the scattered Mysterious Yellow Law into a golden monument. A torn fragment of a map of the Primordial Sword Domain slowly emerged upon it.
"Sword Master, the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect have broken through from the right flank!" Sword Thirteen's iron sword was stained with demon blood as he staggered back to Chu Mo's side. The surviving forces of the Myriad Demon Palace had joined hands with the Blood Demon Sect and were attempting to breach the blockade of the Desolate Nine Sword Array.
"Yun Che, guard the sword palace's spirit vein." Chu Mo handed the jade piece to Yun Che, then his broken sword turned into a streak of light and slashed toward the allied army's camp. "Sword Thirteen, break the array with me!"
Wherever the Chaos Sword Qi passed, Demon Cultivators' bone spears shattered and the Blood Demon Sect's blood lotuses withered. Chu Mo deliberately released a portion of his Primordial Sword Intent. Those cultivators wounded by the Chaos Sword Qi actually lowered their weapons of their own accord and knelt toward the sword palace—that was the Primordial Sword Domain's natural suppression over all laws.
"This is... submission to the source?" Cang Wuzi exclaimed. At last, he understood why the Chaos Sword Master of ancient legend had been able to command sword cultivators across the Myriad Realms. Every strand of Sword Qi from Chu Mo carried the pressure of the Primordial Chaos Source. Even the foremost experts of the Spirit Realm would feel reverence in the face of such an aura.
At the crucial moment when the battle turned, Yun Che suddenly sensed a disturbance from the jade pendant. Looking down, she discovered that after the Heaven Suppressing Seal fused with the Mysterious Yellow Jade Piece, it was tracing a star map across her palm. The end of that star map pointed to the depths of the Spirit Realm—the Sea of No Return. Legend said that the second key of the Primordial Sword Domain lay sleeping there.
"Brother Chu Mo, we found the location of the key fragment!" Yun Che said joyfully. "It's in the depths of the Sea of No Return's Returning Ruins!"
Chu Mo nodded, and his broken sword slashed down fiercely, pinning the last Mysterious Yellow warship to the Gobi Desert. At the center of the battlefield, Xiao Yiyun's remnant soul was trying to flee, only for Yun Che's Heaven Suppressing Seal to gently draw it in. It transformed into pure spirit energy and flowed into the sword palace's spirit vein.
"Pass down my order: clean the battlefield. In three days, we march on the Sea of No Return." Chu Mo gazed at the fading sun on the horizon, his voice carrying unquestionable authority. "Also, send word to the Heaven Abyss Domain. Inform the Myriad Demon Palace and the Blood Demon Sect that from this day onward, every sword-dao force in the Spirit Realm will either submit to the Chaos Sword Palace, or else..."
He raised his hand, and the broken sword carved a sword scar a thousand meters long. The hard rock of the Gobi Desert split apart like butter. "They will fall forever into desolation."
Three days later, by the Sea of No Return. Chu Mo stood at the prow, watching the rolling black waves. Yun Che held his hand, while the fused Heaven Suppressing Seal and Mysterious Yellow Jade Piece burned in her palm, guiding them toward the Returning Ruins.
"Brother Chu Mo, do you think the sea demons of the Sea of No Return will be as troublesome as the Leopard Demon on Azure Feather Island?" Yun Che asked softly, yet there was not the slightest fear in her eyes.
Chu Mo turned to look at her hair, tousled by the sea breeze. He suddenly remembered that Autumn Trial day in the Azure Blue Realm. She had stood at his side just like this, using the Heaven Suppressing Seal to shield him from Blood Demon Qi.
"No matter what we encounter, we can solve it together," Chu Mo said softly. His broken sword suddenly gave a clear cry, its tip pointing straight toward the depths of the Returning Ruins. "Because we are the Twin Sword Masters of chaos and heaven suppression."
The waves roared, and an ancient dragon's cry came from deep within the Returning Ruins. The instant Chu Mo's broken sword pierced the sea's surface, the waters of the entire Sea of No Return parted to either side, revealing an undersea passage covered in coral sword patterns. At the end of the passage, a massive bronze gate emanating Chaos Aura slowly opened. Upon it were engraved the same Primordial Chaos Runes as those on the Mysterious Yellow Imperial Seal.
"The second key is inside." Yun Che pointed at the giant gate, anticipation flashing in her eyes.
Chu Mo drew a deep breath and entered the passage with Yun Che. The moment the seawater closed behind them, urgent sword chimes came from the direction of the Chaos Sword Palace—it was a message from Sword Thirteen. An envoy from the Spirit Realm's most mysterious Grand Profound Sect had arrived in the Desolate Sword Domain with a gilded invitation.
Inside the passage, the bronze gate slammed shut. Chu Mo gazed at the flickering primordial light beyond it and suddenly recalled the final memory he had seen in the sword tomb: his mother, Chu Muxue, standing before the Primordial Sword Domain. She had turned back and smiled at him, her eyes holding sword intent more brilliant than starlight.
"Mother, I finally understand your final wish." Chu Mo murmured. His broken sword and Yun Che's Heaven Suppressing Seal lit up at the same time. "Reforge the Primordial Sword Domain, command the laws of the Myriad Realms, and make all those who have oppressed us tremble amid the cry of swords..."
Amid the sound of flowing seawater, faint sword chants drifted from afar, as though the entire Sea of No Return were cheering for the Chaos Sword Master's arrival. After victory in the first battle to conquer the Spirit Realm, the journey through the Myriad Realms belonging to Chu Mo and Yun Che was taking firmer steps toward the broader Immortal Realm and Divine Realm.
In the distant Immortal Realm, Su Hanxue, the Saintess of the Grand Profound Sect, stared at Chu Mo's figure within a crystal sphere. The World Suppressing Seal in her hand suddenly resonated. A complicated smile curved her lips as she whispered, "Chaos Sword Master... it seems we will meet very soon."
The tides of the Sea of No Return battered the shore, sweeping every clamor into the deep sea. Amid the mighty name of the sword that overwhelmed Mysterious Yellow, the legend of the Chaos Sword Master opened a new chapter in the unification of the Spirit Realm. Yet even more breathtaking challenges and opportunities awaited this young man and woman, who bore the mission of heaven and earth, as they wrote their immortal legend upon the stage of the Myriad Realms.
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