Erasing the Vicious Sword's Artifact Spirit, Meeting the Primordial Ancestor

Seeing that the sword still refused to behave,

Gu Xuanjin said calmly,

"Though your might was unmatched in the past, and who knows how many experts' blood you drank,

you're just a sword no one uses in this sword tomb now.

You've lain dormant for who knows how many years.

You're no different from the ordinary swords at the foot of the mountain.

Now I, the Divine Son, have come to take you out and restore your former glory.

That is your honor!

If you don't know what's good for you, I won't mind erasing your consciousness!"

Erasing the sword spirit would considerably weaken the immortal weapon,

but the impact would not be too great. It would still be an immortal weapon of unparalleled might.

When the Purgatory Blood Slaughter's sword spirit heard that Gu Xuanjin dared threaten it like this,

it flew into a rage!

It unleashed its full strength and broke free of Gu Xuanjin's grasp,

merging into the blood-colored sea of swords that blotted out the sky.

In an instant,

the sea of blood boiled, transforming into a vast flood of blood swords that thundered down at Gu Xuanjin.

Like a torrential rain of blood, they brimmed with killing intent, threatening to destroy heaven and earth!

Even an unrivaled expert at the Peak Great Emperor level

would perish beneath that rain of blood if he made one careless move!

"Since you don't know what's good for you, you can't blame me for this."

Gu Xuanjin gave a cold snort.

A brilliant silver light suddenly burst from his chest.

As an edge surpassing the limits of the world ravaged the surrounding space,

vast, boundless silver-white Sword Qi rippled outward like a tide.

Ethereal and elusive, sacred and supreme!

It gathered into a silver-white divine sword gleaming with immortal radiance

and charged straight at the rain of blood filling the sky.

Its edge was laid bare, sharp beyond compare!

It seemed capable of cleaving apart the myriad heavens and worlds and shattering countless great Daos!

The vast expanse of blood swords blanketing most of the sword tomb was sinister and monstrous, fierce and overwhelming.

Yet they could not even approach the silver-white divine sword.

The instant they drew near, they were ground into nothingness by an invisible edge!

The silver-white divine sword swept forward, invincible and unstoppable,

plunging straight into the sea of blood that filled the sky.

In a flash, heaven and earth changed color, and the winds and clouds surged.

Rumble-

An earth-shaking boom erupted, making heaven and earth tremble.

The supreme divine power of the silver-white sword radiance tore through the sea of blood that shrouded heaven and earth!

The blood-red color faded, leaving heaven and earth clear and bright!

The next moment, the Purgatory Blood Slaughter was blasted out of the void and back to the ground!

Gu Xuanjin approached the vicious sword, whose presence was flickering unsteadily.

He simply raised a hand and erased its sword spirit.

At once, the Purgatory Blood Slaughter lost its spirituality and became a lifeless object.

Even the blood-red light swirling around it seemed to have dimmed considerably.

But Gu Xuanjin paid it no mind.

After reforging it, he would give it to Dugu Yunyan

and let him nurture an artifact spirit himself.

That way,

with an artifact spirit he had nurtured himself,

Dugu Yunyan would be able to wield the object of great ferocity more effectively and become more attuned to it.

In fact, had it been another immortal weapon of extreme ferocity and wickedness,

Gu Xuanjin would not have been so overconfident.

He would either have borrowed the system's power or called a few ancestors over.

But this was the sword tomb.

He was a peerless prodigy born at the pinnacle of the sword Dao, one who made the sword Dao submit.

No sword could stir up a wave before him.

Not even an immortal weapon!

After putting the Purgatory Blood Slaughter into his storage ring,

Gu Xuanjin finally examined the two remaining immortal-weapon-grade longswords.

The longsword closer to him

was called Abyssal Blowing Snow.

It was the immortal sword left here in the Primordial Era

by the Gu Clan prodigy who had established this sword tomb, when he ascended.

It was also the first immortal weapon here.

But since then, no one in the Gu Clan had ever used it again.

Those who were weak could not wield it.

Those who were strong had no use for it; they all had immortal weapons of their own.

Abyssal Blowing Snow was predominantly snow-white, but both edges of its blade were dark blue.

At the junction of hilt and blade,

a snow-white pearl was set, emitting a faint, dark-blue divine radiance.

Abyssal Blowing Snow was slightly longer than even the Purgatory Blood Slaughter, which was about three and a half feet long.

Yet its blade did not look long and narrow. Instead, it was broad, thick, and well-proportioned.

The entire sword emanated a bone-chilling, ethereal, and dreamlike presence.

As Gu Xuanjin approached it, his surroundings abruptly changed.

He went from the sword tomb to the edge of an abyss.

Ice and snow covered the land, snowflakes filled the sky, and heaven and earth were a sheet of white.

A slender young man stood ahead, his back to Gu Xuanjin.

He wore an exquisite snow-white cloak

and held a snow-white longsword in his hand. It was none other than Abyssal Blowing Snow.

The man was powerful beyond measure.

The power of the sword Dao around him, which annihilated all things, was as vast as an abyss and sharp beyond compare.

He seemed to be one with the world around him, yet also seemed to stand above it.

To Gu Xuanjin, he even felt

far more terrifying than the False Immortal Realm Nether Prison Heavenly Venerable

whom he had faced in the hidden legacy in the Youxuan Dao Domain some time ago.

A trace of surprise flashed through Gu Xuanjin's eyes.

"You are...

the master of Abyssal Blowing Snow,

the Gu Clan prodigy who established the sword tomb in the Primordial Era?

By seniority, I suppose I should address you as Ancestor."

Gu Xuanjin guessed

that if this strand of divine sense had been left behind when the ancestor ascended,

it should not have been this powerful.

It seemed this strand of divine sense

was connected to the ancestor himself, somewhere in the Immortal Realm.

This ancestor had ascended to the Immortal Realm back in the Primordial Era.

After so many years, what realm had he reached?

Gu Xuanjin did not know.

But he knew that he would be inferior to no one in the future.

Just then,

the young man slowly turned around.

His face was cool and aloof, with sword-like brows and thin lips. He looked to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

Coldness and pride showed through to his very bones.

Gazing at Gu Xuanjin, the young man spoke with some emotion.

"After all these years,

the Gu Clan of the Xuanhuan World

finally has a descendant who has stirred the divine sense I left in Abyssal Blowing Snow."

A hint of surprise appeared on the young man's face.

"The Heaven-Reaching Realm at fifteen? Your talent is far greater than mine was back then."

As he spoke, the young man suddenly seemed to recall something.

A trace of astonishment flashed through his eyes, followed by understanding.

"I heard some time ago

that the Gu Clan of our Xuanhuan World

had produced a peerless prodigy whose talent surpassed all others throughout history and eclipsed the Divine Sons of every generation.

Gu Xuanjin.

It seems that would be you, little one."

Gu Xuanjin said calmly,

"If there's no one else in the Gu Clan called Gu Xuanjin,

then I suppose that would be me."

He had not expected even a major figure like the young man, who belonged to the Gu Clan in the Immortal Realm,

to know of his existence.

That did surprise him a little.

Seeing that the youth with an immortal's handsome face showed no modesty at all and seemed arrogant,

the young man's eyes were full of gratification, with no displeasure.

For Gu Xuanjin truly had the right to be!

"At your rate of cultivation,

I'm afraid you'll be able to step into the domain of immortals before the immortal path opens wide in this era."

"Excellent!"

Gu Xuanjin smiled calmly. "You flatter me, Ancestor."

A complicated mix of emotions flashed through the young man's eyes.

"Because of what happened back then,

our Xuanhuan Gu Clan suffered a severe loss of strength, and our fortune was damaged.

In the years since the Desolate Ancient Era,

though quite a few people from our Xuanhuan Gu Clan have ascended to the Immortal Realm,

they've all been old fellows who have lived for who knows how many years.

Those who could be counted among the younger generation-

there have been only one or two in each era, pitifully few."