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He no longer hesitated, his figure shifted, and he urged his Dao Power, swiftly heading toward the coordinates where the light was located.

As the distance closed, the point of light gradually spread, shedding its haze, slowly revealing its complete outline.

It was a mountain, neither big nor small, standing amidst the endless void.

Layers of clouds draped like veils over the mountain body, concealing all its mysteries.

Chen Sheng hovered in the void, gazing at the cloud-shrouded mountain, pondering silently in his heart:

"That Celestial Radiance True Immortal on a deer seems especially fond of the shape of a mountain."

"He refined the entire Grand Thousand World into the Celestial Radiance Immortal Mountain, setting the assessment at eighty-eight layers."

"Now, the place for disciples to comprehend the Dao is still a mountain. Such a preference, could it be that the shape of a mountain hides some ultimate truth of the Immortal Dao?"

As he pondered this, the Heaven and Earth Sword Order in his hand suddenly radiated great brilliance.

"Buzz—!"

Dao Rhymes rumbled, the myriad Sword Patterns on the Sword Order all lit up, golden light piercing through the pervasive clouds, transforming into a straight golden beam.

Then it forcibly opened a passage through the swirling clouds.

...

Chen Sheng dove into the golden beam passage, instantly stepping into the interior of the Sword Mountain.

Upon entering, countless Sword Qi roared forth.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Sword cries resounded through the universe, trillions of Sword Qi interweaving like a reversed galaxy, enveloping myriad powers of the Great Dao.

Yin Yang, Four Symbols, Five Elements—these Daos intertwined, merged with the Sword Qi, transforming into an invisible pressure, enveloping the entire world,

constantly tearing the void, annihilating the cosmos, turning everything into nothingness.

Only the central area, the peak of the Sword Mountain, hosted a forest of swords standing tall, densely embedded with countless Swords.

Each Sword exuded fierce Sword might, with the tassels lightly swaying, resonating with the Heaven and Earth Sword Rhymes, reflecting with the howling Sword Qi, creating a majestic tableau of the sword crying across the universe.

Among the sword forest, eight figures sat cross-legged, there were demons, humans, and Buddhas, each displaying their grace.

All around, they manifested the phenomena of the Great Dao, their aura as heavy as the universe.

At this moment, as if simultaneously sensing something, an old man in a golden robe was the first to open his eyes.

The old man’s face was ancient and simple, with white hair and beard, revealing a light smile:

"Another newcomer has arrived."

As his words fell, he lifted his gaze towards the entrance of the Sword Mountain, saying slowly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, let’s guess which fellow Daoist it is?"

Beside him, a Lazily Daoist suddenly raised his hand to scratch his head, laughing loudly, his voice rough and unrestrained:

"Haha! To break through the forty-five layers, becoming a Named Disciple, one must have survived at least three tribulations."

"Looking across both realms, those with such foundation are no more than a handful!"

He paused for a moment, lightly tapping the void with his fingertip, counting carefully:

"The eight of us are all here comprehending the Sword Dao, yet those who haven’t arrived include Friend Qing Tian, Friend Xuan Jun..."

"I guess it’s..."

Before finishing his sentence, the Daoist abruptly shut his mouth, the smile on his face vanished instantly, his brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared in his expression.

That aura was becoming increasingly clear, yet it was very unfamiliar.

More importantly, this aura, compared to the others, fell short by more than just a tiny bit.

Simultaneously, the other six gradually opened their eyes, a flash of doubt and inquiry flickered in their gaze, probing the origin of that unfamiliar aura.

The Lazily Daoist was astonished:

"This aura... could it be of the Opening Realm?"

The Light Buddha Master, dressed in a robe:

"It’s an Integration Cultivator; with such cultivation, to become a Named Disciple and step into Heaven and Earth Sword Mountain?"

"Who is this person?"

"Let this poor Daoist investigate a bit."

A Daoist in a plain Taoist robe, with a lean face, spoke, pinching a Dao formula.

The eight exchanged silently, through eye contact or heart spirit transmission, all filled with curiosity about this unfamiliar Integration Cultivator’s aura.

Moments later, the plain Daoist robe’s eyes flashed with a bit of understanding:

"I checked numerous records of Dharma Masters, this person’s Dao name is Pan Wu, originating from the Taiyi World, now belonging to the line of Taihuang Nanjing."

"His cultivation is the second step of Integration Perfection, extremely young, not having cultivated for long."

The old man in a golden robe slightly moved his eyelids:

"Not lacking in potential!"

"It seems breaking through the mountain is not the only way."

The eight exchanged glances, arriving at the answer in their hearts—becoming a Named Disciple of the Immortal Mountain is not solely one path.

They broke through the forty-five layers, earning recognition from the spirit of the Immortal Mountain, bestowing the Named Identity.

Yet this Pan Wu Daoist, it should be the potential he relied on.

...

Meanwhile, Chen Sheng was relying on the protection of the Heaven and Earth Sword Order to delve deeper into the interior of the Sword Mountain.

The Spirit Light around the Sword Order surged, transforming into an indestructible light shield, solidly protecting him, isolating him from the howling Sword Qi and the surging powers of the Great Dao.

No matter the void breaking around him or the Sword might rampaging, he still moved forward steadily, without hindrance.

"Such strong Sword might, such dense Dao aura!"

Chen Sheng marveled inwardly:

"If there weren’t a Sword Order to protect, this place would be countless times more dangerous than the depths of the Source Sea."

"The power of the Great Dao is rampant; even Integration cultivators of the fourth step find it difficult to traverse, let alone comprehend the Sword Dao here."

His figure continued to move closer to the direction of the sword forest, as the distance gradually diminished.

The aura of those eight figures within the sword forest became increasingly clear; the grandeur of the Dao they unfolded around them was like towering universes, rushing toward him, causing his heart spirit to tremble slightly.

"Something’s not right!"

Chen Sheng’s eyes flashed with a hint of shock, his expression evolving:

"Eight Daoist Monarchs! They are actually here."

"Could it be that they are also Named Disciples?"

...

Above the sword forest.

Eight eyes fell upon Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng steadied himself, clasped his hands in salute:

"Pan Wu, greetings to the Eight Daoist Monarchs."

The elderly man in the golden robe nodded slightly, his smile amicable:

"No need for formalities, fellow Daoist. Once you’ve entered the Heaven and Earth Sword Mountain, you are one of us."

The others similarly raised their hands in acknowledgment, some nodding slightly, others showing a gentle smile, their attitude harmonious.

Neither eager nor dismissive.

At their level of realm, only the pursuit of the Great Dao persists.

Lazily Daoist:

"I wonder how you became a Named Disciple, fellow Daoist?"

Chen Sheng did not conceal, and explained for everyone, confirming their suspicions.

The Daoist Monarchs nodded:

"It’s unexpected, within the Spiritual Eye of the celestial mountain, a young Integration cultivator is regarded equivalently to us."

"Even our status seems somewhat inferior!"

"Indeed, in True Immortal legacies, the prime importance is potential, not cultivation power or battle strength..."

...

Shortly thereafter.

Chen Sheng simply acquainted himself with the eight Dao Lords, then spoke no more, and like the Dao Lords, he slowly stepped deeper into the sword forest.

He sought a quiet place, intending to select a sword device for deep contemplation.

Within the sword forest.

Every sword device stood quietly, either embedded in the spirit soil or floating in mid-air, surrounded by a rich innate Dao rhyme.

The sword’s might was restrained yet substantial, comparable to the force of universe upheavals!

Before one sword device.

"Clang—!"

A clear and distant sound of sword crying quietly resonated, innate Dao patterns flowed across the sword’s blade, a majestic Dao breath surged forward, reaching his Divine Soul’s core.

"Such a powerful Dao rhyme!"

Chen Sheng’s heart spirit trembled slightly, he closed his eyes to focus, Dao eye functioning, probing the mystery within the sword device.

In an instant, countless insights into the Great Dao flooded his mind, he clearly perceived that within this sword device, there was an impeccably perfect innate Void Dao.

"The Dao’s source is perfect, its aura pure, comparable to the Dao Fruit of a self-cleaved Mahayana Loose Immortal!"

"Its mysterious aspects surpass even the moral origins of the Imperial Realm’s starry sky."

He moved to another sword device, this sword was entirely dark blue, chilling to the touch.

Under scrutiny, the mysteries of the Great Dao appeared fully, annihilating universes, restoring to the icy coldness.

"Innate Frozen Extinction Dao!"

Chen Sheng traversed the sword forest, the more he explored, the more shocked he felt internally.

"Void, Frozen Extinction... every sword represents an innate Great Dao."

"It encompasses everything, with no lack of wonders."

"The Dao of Innate Five Operations... fate fluctuation, annihilation operation, end operation approaching, calamity proliferation, destiny alteration."

"The Dao of Innate Five Virtues, Sacred Virtue prominent, moral virtue enduring, meritorious virtue substantial, hidden virtue leaves blessing, fortunate virtue abundant."

"Even the innate five Tai are present..."

Taiyi initiates, formless and shapeless, is the beginning of heaven and earth.

Taichu dawns, spiritual rhyme is born, evolving Yin and Yang.

Taishi forms, all things initially sprout, Dao rhyme circulates.

Taisu establishes quality, texture naturally formed, laws initially manifest.

Taiji returns to one, all Daos intertwine, returning to the origin.

"True Immortal foundations, indeed unfathomable!"

Chen Sheng pondered secretly in his heart:

"Named Disciples can receive one scroll of Loose Immortal legacy."

"Each scroll of legacy contains the Mahayana Loose Immortal’s insights into Enlightenment and cultivation techniques, covering Dao, arts... and many aspects."

"Innate Great Dao sword devices, Mahayana Loose Immortal legacies, one for Great Dao insights, one for cultivation techniques, they complement each other and enhance one another."

"With these two, it’s enough to pave the way to the cultivation path of a Mahayana Loose Immortal."