Remould the Glory of Sword Art

The last "Battle of Poison".

In a northern expedition, Zhao Chunyang killed more Demon Country Venerables than almost all other Da Chu Yang Gods combined.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi fell silent.

He understood what was on Ao Ying’s mind.

Actually, at the very beginning, he was indeed the epitome of a sword cultivator.

At that time.

It was just an accidental encounter, and he fought Jiang Huang to the death... driving the latter to release his lifebound dharma body, breaking his legs, and taking him back to the Great Chu Imperial City. The "self" of the first life was filled with hatred for evil, wishing to kill all demons and purify the South Border of evil spirits. But gradually, Xie Xuanyi’s views began to change.

This change likely began in the second life.

Jiang Huang altered his perception of demon cultivators.

Later, in the South Border, obtaining the Primordial Swallowing Sacred Realm’s creation, not to mention...

The kindness of Senior Brother Xuan Ming, he still has not repaid.

"Perhaps you won’t believe it."

Xie Xuanyi lowered his eyes and calmly said, "Staying in the Demon Country wasn’t to kill every Great Demon. If possible, I wish for world peace."

"Master Xie, your skill at joking is quite superb."

Ao Ying still coldly agreed, though his words were sarcastic, his expression slightly restrained, curiously and seriously asking, "So, do you think rebuilding the Ancient Dragon Court will bring world peace? What exactly are we supposed to do? This enormous holy land, sounds so intimidating, but where is the mountain gate?"

She couldn’t hold it any longer.

Xie Xuanyi made bold claims about rebuilding the Ancient Dragon Court.

Any dragon-descendant cultivator hearing these words would be tempted!

Even if the history of a thousand years ago was shattered, as long as dragon blood runs through one’s veins, one could glimpse the glory of the Ancient Dragon Court from the Divine Soul Secret Treasure.

The leading of the three Great Sacred Lands of the Demon Country a thousand years ago, before the Great Tribulation struck, how magnificent, how grand it was!

"Use ’dragon blood’ to summon ’dragon descendants’."

Xie Xuanyi said earnestly, "Whatever a normal sacred land in the Demon Country does, we’ll do... Once we’re out, we just need to spread the word, tell the world, the Ancient Dragon Court hasn’t fallen, the Ancient Dragon Court still exists. That’s our mission."

Ao Ying’s expression was momentarily dazed.

"What about the mountain gate?"

"No mountain gate."

"No mountain gate?"

"Why need a mountain gate?"

"..."

Ao Ying fell completely silent.

She looked at the young man in front of her with a complicated expression. If Xie Xuanyi weren’t the Da Sui Sword Palace Master, she’d likely turn around and leave immediately.

"You must think this is absurd."

Xie Xuanyi smiled and said, "Something like this, if it were a few years ago, I would have thought it absurd too. How can a holy land have no mountain gate? But in fact, someone has proven that a holy land... can indeed exist without a mountain gate."

What truly matters is inheritance and belief.

This is especially true for a holy land in the Demon Country... The ’consolidation’ achieved through bloodline is quite powerful.

This consolidation.

Is like... the Paperman Sect.

Ao Ying opened her mouth, wanting to speak but stopping herself. She really didn’t know what to say.

"Rebuilding the Ancient Dragon Court is purely for self-preservation."

Xie Xuanyi was quite candid: "Both the Great Palace Master and the Holy Emperor want to kill me... I have to do something about it. After much thought, I came up with this idea. I know a ’guy’, in the South Border, who used this trick to toy with Da Chu and Da Li, building a holy land without a mountain gate, and not only survived, but thrived."

Yes.

What Xie Xuanyi wants to do now is exactly what Lu Yuzhen intended to do.

Open the mountain, build the sect, pass down the Dao, and recruit disciples!

The so-called holy land is merely a gathering of incense, rallying people’s hearts.

These things, Lu Yuzhen can do.

Then, naturally, so can he!

"You could head south."

Ao Ying said wistfully, "You still have time to turn around."

This is actually something she completely cannot understand about Xie Xuanyi—

Ao Ying can only stay in the Ruins.

Because she is a demon, once heading south, reaching the Northern Border Great Wall, she would be mercilessly slain by the great divine practitioners of the Human Race. In this vast world, there is no place for her, if she wants to live, to live well... she can only endure in hiding, cultivate to the peak of the Yin God, and take refuge under the Heavenly Phoenix Palace or Great Ape Mountain.

Over the years, Ao Ying has gotten used to being hunted by stronger practitioners. She knows that as long as a stronger practitioner is willing to stand up for her, she will have successfully survived.

But Xie Xuanyi is different...

He is the youngest sword palace master in the history of Da Sui Sword Palace.

He is the pride of the entire Human Race.

Once he heads south.

Jiayong Pass will open its city gates all night, and all the great divine practitioners of the Northern Border Great Wall will personally show up to welcome him.

The scene will far surpass that of the Heavenly Phoenix Palace welcoming the future throne at Jinli Mountain!

But Xie Xuanyi insists otherwise.

He insists on staying in the Demon Country, insists on coexisting under the same sky with the Great Palace Master and the Holy Emperor, on the same land in this remote foreign land.

"Turning back... it’s impossible to turn back."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head, seriously saying, "Even though I did consider turning back before, someone persuaded me to continue staying here."

"That person must hold a grudge against you, right?"

Ao Ying couldn’t help but quip.

If she were Xie Xuanyi, she’d desperately head south immediately!

What Great Palace Master, what Holy Emperor... you may flaunt your arrogance for a moment, but once I’ve harmonized, after cultivating for another decade or two, reaching the peak of the Yang God, manifesting the Life and Death Dao Domain, wouldn’t I just hang those two relics on a tree and give them a sound beating?

First being a grandson, then becoming a granddad.

This is the most unshakable belief in Ao Ying’s life, and she has always implemented it as such.

This world is chaotic, only by biding one’s time can one live well.

"If life is too smooth, cultivation will be slow. To become the strongest, one must take some risks."

Xie Xuanyi glanced back at the demoness, not taking her comment to heart, exemplifying, "If you hadn’t been hiding in the Ruins these three years... today, you might have already achieved Yin God Perfection."

"Makes sense."

Ao Ying sneered, "But more likely, I’d already be three."),

"..."

Xie Xuanyi was left speechless.

"I don’t have such great abilities as you. Let’s not even talk about the Holy Emperor, the Great Palace Master."

Ao Ying shrugged and said indifferently, "Even Prince Jiu would be enough for me to barely survive. After you cut off one of his arms, his Dao heart shattered, but reportedly he’s been gradually recovering over the years, bit by bit... He’s still that lofty great practitioner of Five-Colored Ridge, and if I encounter him, I’d still have to run away."

Even after cultivating for three years.

The gap between the two remains vast as ever, like the distance between clouds and land.

"Pretty much."

Xie Xuanyi chuckled softly: "If the Great Palace Master or the Holy Emperor comes to kill me... I’d have to run away too."

He is merely in the Fourth Heaven of Yang God.

Pushed to the limit, advancing another stage, and with the advantage of harmonization, he could hold his ground against practitioners of the Seventh or Eighth Heaven.

If it really comes down to a life-or-death struggle, Xie Xuanyi isn’t certain of the outcome—

At this stage in cultivation, who isn’t a once-in-a-century prodigy?

Who doesn’t have an Ancient Saint Creation at their disposal?

Who doesn’t have an inherited secret treasure, a top-tier divine skill?

The key reason for defeating the Sun Erosion.

Was that they were in control of "heaven’s time," "earth’s advantage," and "unity of people."

"There’s the exit to the Ruins ahead."

Ao Ying suddenly sighed, very seriously and solemnly said: "Once we leave here, in the coming days, is it going to be just running all the time? Just to say upfront, I’m not good at anything else, but I’m adept at escaping. If Prince Jiu is chasing me, and the Great Palace Master is chasing you, you can ignore me... I have ways to escape from the Five-colored City."

She suddenly felt that this young Da Sui Sect Leader before her wasn’t as reliable as she had imagined.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi seemed a bit helpless, earnestly saying, "Don’t worry, something like running for our lives isn’t going to happen so quickly?"

Looking across the entire Demon Country.

There are really only a few he can’t defeat.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as he spoke.

Not far away, the wind and sand whirled, and at the end of the desert, a red beam of sky light suddenly tore through the long night.

The dark sky of the Ruins was split by that red beam of sky light.

Within nearly a hundred miles.

All living beings could see the dazzling red radiance, like a sword from the heavens, slashing down from above the clouds.