The Sword Dao Law, the Curtain Rises on a Dark Secret
At the summit of the desolate mountain, the sound of swords echoed endlessly.
Dongfang Yueming stood quietly in the Xukong. He did not rush to move, but closed his eyes and carefully sensed the earth-shattering changes in his Sea of Consciousness.
The superior-grade Dao technique that had already been Perfection— [Great Five Elements Annihilation Divine Sword]—was now melting away like ice and snow, transforming into countless particles of the most primordial Five Elements sword energy.
Under the pull of the [Innate Supreme Dao Bone], these particles rotated, compressed, and recombine wildly.
"Zheng--!"
A clear and melodious sword cry resounded deep within the soul!
A "rune," only the size of a thumb, entirely silver-white, and surrounded by five-colored flowing light, slowly condensed and took shape in the center of his Sea of Consciousness, above the [Innate Supreme Dao Seed]!
That was not words, not images, but... the manifestation of the Law of the Sword!
[Law Rune!]
"Is this... the law?"
Dongfang Yueming slowly opened his eyes, and a sword light seemed to appear and disappear in them.
He raised his hand, his fingertips lightly tracing the Xukong. He didn't use any immortal power, but merely activated the power of that rune.
"Laugh--!"
The solid Immortal Realm space was like a thin sheet of paper, easily torn with a pitch-black crack that could not be healed for a long time!
"Technique borrows the power of heaven and earth; law governs the power of heaven and earth."
"Completely different in nature!"
He brought up the control panel, and sure enough, a new section appeared.
[Rule: Sword Law - Lower Tier (0/10000, Entry)]
"Entry 10,000 points?"
Dongfang Yueming's lips curled into a slight smile.
"Cheap!"
"Point Allocation!"
[Ding! 10,000 Immortal Points consumed, Sword Law (Lower Grade) - Entry!]
The runes became more solid, their sharpness beginning to emerge!
[Ding! 20,000 Immortal Points consumed, Sword Law (Lower Grade) - Minor Accomplishment!]
The sword intent emanated from his Body Penetration, and all the grass, trees, bamboo, and rocks within a hundred miles transformed into the shape of a sword!
[Ding! 40,000 Immortal Points consumed, Sword Law (Lower Grade) - Major Accomplishment!]
[Ding! 80,000 Immortal Points consumed, Sword Law (Lower Grade) - Perfection!]
"Boom--!!!"
The moment the laws Perfection, Dongfang Yueming seemed to transform into a Heaven Reaching sword!
He doesn't need to draw his sword; just standing there is the ultimate expression of swordsmanship!
He was intoxicated by that powerful feeling of controlling everything and cutting off everything.
"Now, if I were to encounter someone like the Old Ghost Yinfeng again, I wouldn't even need to lift a finger; a single glance imbued with the power of law would be enough to shatter his Primordial Spirit!"
He glanced at the remaining Immortal Points.
[Immortal Points: 276089]
"Although it's not much, it's enough to enhance the laws."
The current shortcomings...
Dongfang Yueming frowned slightly.
"You've reached the Perfected Mystic Immortal realm; the next step is the Golden Immortal!"
"But I lack the fundamental techniques for becoming Golden Immortal, and I also lack the core treasures needed to forge Golden Immortal."
"It seems we still have to find a way through those 'big shots'."
He concealed his aura and his gaze fell on the storage ring left behind by the Old Ghost Yinfeng.
The divine sense violently broke through the restrictions.
"Splash--"
A pile of items was dumped out.
"50,000 low-grade immortal stones... that's acceptable."
"This banner... is it a mid-grade Dao artifact, the [Soul-Gathering Banner]?"
Dongfang Yueming picked up the small black flag that exuded a cold aura and shook his head in disdain.
"The refining method is too crude and even goes against nature, but it would be good to recycle or sell it."
"Recycle!"
[Ding! Immortal Points +50,000!]
After cleaning up the battlefield, Dongfang Yueming once again reverted to his harmless, Perfected Heavenly Immortal appearance, and with a flicker of his figure, flew towards the Dragon-Slaying Pass camp.
Dragon-Slaying Pass, at the camp entrance.
It was evening, and the teams that had gone out on missions were returning one after another.
Most of the people were injured and looked exhausted. Many teams went out with ten people, but returned with only two or three, or even all of them were wiped out.
The atmosphere was oppressive and heavy.
Just then, a figure in a simple blue robe, impeccably dressed and spotless, slowly walked towards them from afar.
"That... that is?"
The guard at the gate rubbed his eyes.
"Is that Dongfang Yueming?!"
"He's actually back?!"
A commotion broke out in the crowd.
You must understand, Dongfang Yueming was being targeted by that notoriously ruthless Old Ghost Yinfeng! For a Heaven Immortal to be targeted by Late-Stage Mystic Immortal in the wilderness is practically a death sentence!
"Where's that Old Ghost Yinfeng? I haven't seen him."
"Could it be that this kid got lucky and managed to shake off that Old Ghost Yinfeng?"
"Impossible! I've never heard of a prey that old ghost has ever targeted managing to escape!"
The crowd's eyes were filled with shock, confusion, and a hint of disbelief.
Dongfang Yueming ignored these stares, calmly walked into the camp, handed over the mission, and then returned to his own tent.
However.
His "safe return" was witnessed by someone with a keen eye.
In a dark corner of the camp, a steward responsible for recording military merits turned deathly pale.
His Liu Shu, and he is one of the subordinates responsible for providing intelligence to Old Ghost Yinfeng in the "Hunt the Light" project!
"Lord Yin Feng... has he gone missing?"
"And this 'fat sheep' returned unscathed?"
Liu Shu's hands were trembling slightly.
He knew Old Ghost Yinfeng's methods all too well; unless someone was dead, he would never let go of the meat in his mouth.
"Lord Yin Feng... is dead?!"
"Killed by this Heaven Immortal? No... impossible! Perhaps other powerful figures intervened, or perhaps they encountered a master from the opposing camp..."
But in any case, things have gotten really serious!
The "Hunt the Light" plan is top secret, a dirty deal struck by high-ranking officials of the two immortal dynasties to rack up military merits. Old Ghost Yinfeng is a key middleman; if he dies, what if some of the tokens or records he carries fall into the wrong hands...?
"No! We must report this immediately!"
A flicker of fear crossed Liu Shu's eyes.
If this matter were to leak out and cause a mutiny among the lower-level cultivators, those above might be spared, but he, a mere lackey, would definitely be silenced!
He dared not delay for a moment, and under the cover of night, he hurriedly ran towards the core area of the camp—the mansion of that Golden Immortal Captain!