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Fan Wubing frowned as he observed the Peach Blossoms breaking out of its cocoon.

He was prepared for a complete transformation of Peach Blossoms’ nature, ready to suppress it if it ran wild.

He only relaxed slightly once Peach Blossoms finally emerged.

The complete Peach Blossoms indeed experienced a profound sublimation. It no longer felt like a sentient flying sword but rather an existence with full consciousness in the form of a flying sword.

In short, it possessed its own will.

Its entire blade hadn’t changed much, but the iconic bloodline on the blade became more stable, no longer throbbing constantly like before.

Its nature also matured and became more serious like a child becoming an adult, without any "good versus evil" shift.

However, what concerned Fan Wubing greatly was.

The master-servant relationship between him and Peach Blossoms was unilaterally dissolved by Peach Blossoms.

How was this done?

Fan Wubing looked closely at Peach Blossoms,

"How do you feel?"

Peach Blossoms, clearly a sword, stared directly at Fan Wubing as if it had eyes.

It didn’t speak but circled around Fan Wubing, seemingly inspecting him.

After a while, it emitted a sword hum and then astonishingly spoke like a person,

"You really haven’t changed a bit."

Fan Wubing furrowed his brow. The words sounded like they had known each other long ago. He couldn’t help but think of the déjà vu when he first met Immortal Su Saintess... Could it be that I have past connections I am unaware of?

"What do you mean?"

The Peach Blossom Sword’s tip traced a path of sword light, slowly rotating between Fan Wubing and Haotian,

"Do not worry that I will leave you. For me, it feels like finally returning to your side. However, I didn’t expect you to already have another sword by your side, which makes me jealous."

Another sword?

Fan Wubing was initially perplexed but then realized Peach Blossoms was referring to Luo Qingyao’s Heart Sword.

Luo Qingyao abandoned everything, leaving only his Heart Sword to accompany him.

"I don’t understand what you’re talking about."

Peach Blossoms circled Fan Wubing then hovered in front of him,

"Oh, I forgot, you haven’t gathered the Seven Luminaries, you haven’t witnessed your true destiny."

"Seven Luminaries..."

Peach Blossoms seemed to chuckle,

"Wait here a moment. I need to retrieve the Fire Luminary."

After saying this, it suddenly transformed into a beam of light, vanishing from sight.

Fan Wubing and Haotian simultaneously released their will, following its path to see where it was headed and what it intended to do.

Peach Blossoms ignored all obstacles, traversing the boundary between the void world and reality.

It appeared in the Mortal World, the bloodline in the center of its sword, like lightning, spread across the skies and the wall of stars, expanding in a bowl shape, swiftly covering the sky, turning the entire Mortal World crimson.

At this moment, the Mortal World was investigating the sudden disappearance of the Fallen Immortal Land.

This sudden arrival, like a scene from an apocalyptic nightmare, stunned everyone’s minds.

During these times, the Mortal World was perpetually on edge with ongoing critical events, leaving most in a state of anxious suspense.

Soon after, in less than a breath’s time, Peach Blossoms streaked from above Central Spirit Mountain to the farthest western edge of the Demon Continent.

The Demon Continent, distant from other continents, scarcely communicates or engages with them.

During this period, such earth-shattering events occurred in the Human Race World, yet the Demon Race continued to struggle over who the rightful true dragon was.

The chronicles document,

After the Path to Immortality collapsed, the Dragon Race claimed it bore true dragon blood, gaining the protection of the true dragon, declaring absolute control over the Demon Race. During the War of Heaven and Man, the Dragon Race greatly aided the world, earning recognition from the Human Race World. The two races formed a unified and harmonious front, their identity as "dragons" earning great respect.

Now, most think of the Dragon Race in the Demon Continent rather than the so-called true dragon when speaking of dragons.

In the Demon Continent, no race can compare to the Dragon Race’s stature.

Such a magnificent race only encounters chaos due to internal strife.

The Dragon Race is divided into many species, but the external division mainly categorizes them into Cyan Dragon, Profound Dragon, Gold Dragon, and White Dragon.

Internally, within the Dragon Race, the Cyan Dragon claims to be the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon, affirming that Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon blood flows through their veins. However, this somewhat arrogant claim has led to longstanding racial conflict within the Dragon Race.

The racial issues within the Dragon Race have long existed, but they have now erupted fully and are impossible to suppress.

The Human Race naturally dislikes seeing the Dragon Race in turmoil, so when signs appeared, Wenxin Heaven sent He Youyi to mediate. But decades later, even the most skilled unifier, He Youyi, could not resolve this unreconcilable issue.

The Dragon Race’s four major clans have completely broken apart, each claiming to be the true dragon’s successor.

This land, far from the Human Race World, is embroiled in constant conflict.

Evil Qi surges to the heavens, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Countless demon beast carcasses, like fallen leaves, are casually piled on the ground, unattended.

Today is the decisive battle between the Cyan Dragon Clan and the Profound Dragon Clan.

The lord of the Cyan Dragon Clan, Dragon Emperor, personally leads the campaign, determined to utterly subdue the Profound Dragon Clan.

Bodies are strewn everywhere; the battlefield is littered with shattered remnants, as a literary light arc falls among the Cyan Dragon Clan’s rear.

He Youyi still hoped to persuade one last time. He approached the Dragon Emperor,