Supreme Sword Exalt

Inside the Western Extreme Holy Demon Sect, Yan Qianjue solemnly gazed upon the distant sky. “Ascension realm? Which old bald donkey is fighting? And why is he so serious?”

Behind him, a Transcendent realm elder said, “Sect Master, there’s trouble!”

“What is it?”

“At the edge of the Holy Demon Sect, a lower sect called the Blood Soul Sect seems to have erupted into major chaos. A Saint made a move...”

Yan Qianjue cursed loudly, “Is this your first day as an elder? Don’t you know the rules? Why report such a trivial matter to me? Can’t you just handle it? Remember, every blade of grass, every tree...”

That elder seemed helpless. “Sect Master, it seems that someone we all know is involved."

“Who?”

“Fu Yulin.”

The expressions of all the elders who had been to the Great Flame border twitched. Even Yan Qianjue looked rather strange. The Heaven-Conquering Prince, Fu Yulin. Truly, everyone had known and heard of him.

Yan Qianjue’s expression was one of distaste. “That little fatty! What is he doing here?!”

“I don’t know. The person who reported it said he’s been here for ten years.”

Yan Qianjue was stunned. “Ten years? That can’t be right? That little fatty has been causing quite a stir in the Central Continent all these years. I’ve even heard news—shit! Could it be him?!”

He instantly thought of someone, Ten years?!

Back then, when he and Fu Dahai and the others were dealing with the Wu family, he knew about Gu Han undergoing his killing tribulation. Due to how special the killing tribulation was, he hadn’t even told Yu Miao.

With a flicker, he shot into the sky. “Let’s go see him!”

The others secretly wondered, When did Sect Master start caring so much about that young man named Fu?

***

Inside the deep pit in the Cold Mountain, Ling Ya sounded somewhat disappointed. “As a sword cultivator, how can you not even have a sword? Judging by your appearance, you don’t look like someone who can’t afford one.”

This sentence seemed to trigger something in Gu han. “My sword?”

In his mind, that withered sprout became full of vitality. She wasn’t dead, his mortal world was still there.

He stared at Ling Ya, the bloodluster and killing intent in his eyes fading away. His entire demeanor changed, returning to that ordinary, unremarkable mortal appearance. “I understand now. My sword is in the mortal world.”

Ling Ya frowned slightly, unable to understand. “What do you mean?”

Gu Han smiled at him. “Do you want to see my sword?”

“Enough. I think it’s better if you just die.”

Saint might gathered upon Ling Ya once more, threatening to descend upon Gu Han. Even though Gu Han still had quite a bit of Transcendent Substance left in him, he was hanging by a thread.

Gu Han coughed up blood profusely. “My sword is coming.”

A different aura gradually emerged from him. It was ordinary and unpretentious, yet tough and unyielding—a stark contrast to the Kill Sword from before.

Ling Ya felt a great alarm. “Intent?”

Instinct told him not to let Gu Han get the sword, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Killing intent surged in his eyes, as he gathered all his remaining cultivation. I must kill him now!

He struck his palm down. “A death tribulation isn’t so easy to cross!”

Before he could finish, a beam of light fell from the sky, severing his aura with a swish.

At the same time, a sword also appeared beside Gu Han, embedded diagonally into the ground. Shabby and worn, its appearance was very unappealing. Yet the blade trembled continuously, revealing a different kind of nimbleness.

Ling Ya’s arm was severed at the elbow, blood gushing out.

Gu Han closed his eyes slightly. “I remember now, I still have one sword! She helped me nurture this sword for ten years. I’ll let you taste it!”

With a clear cry, the sword flew into his hand. His cultivation kept rising, condensing a strand of sword qi by his side. The sword qi trembled and split into two. Two became four, and four became eight. In the blink of an eye, forty-nine strands of sword qi heavily surrounded Ling Ya.

The Great Evolution Sword Qi was also the first sword technique he had obtained from the Great Evolution Sword Scripture. Strictly speaking, it should be the foundation of all sword techniques besides the Indestructible Sword Physique and the Undying Sword Soul.

Furthermore, according to the sword scripture, unleashing forty-nine strands of sword qi was merely the threshold. This was the first time he had condensed all forty-nine strands simultaneously.

Transforming Sword was the new sword technique he had obtained when he broke through. This technique was the ultimate form of change within the sword dao. Form a sword formation, then create a sword domain.

One transforms into a hundred, a hundred transforms into a thousand, a thousand transforms into ten thousand... Transformed to the extreme. Within all realms and worlds, wherever sword qi reaches, there is my sword domain.

Ling Ya remained expressionless. “Sword formation? This is no different from your technique of wielding the sword with killing intent. It’s very weak!”

As his words fell, his Saint might surged forth, far more violent than ever before.

Disregarding damage to the foundation of this body, he erupted with a strike far exceeding his previous ones. Regardless of success or failure, this body would surely crumble after this strike, and his divided consciousness would also suffer severe damage.

Ling Ya couldn’t care less anymore. He had to obtain both the bodhi seed and the profound yin qi!

The powerful Saint might blasted Gu Han away once again. Yet in the next moment, he gently raised his sword. In an instant, endless starlight instantly drifted over from afar. All of it fell upon those forty-nine strands of Great Evolution Sword Qi.

At the same time, Ling Ya’s strongest strike also fell. “You’re just at the Transcendent realm, yet you dare to try and shake the power of heaven and earth?!”

The Great Evolution Sword Qi transformed into countless minuscule strands of sword qi, surrounding Ling Ya’s attack. Though barely visible, every single one contained a bit of starlight. The starlight extinguished, but it was endless, seemingly inexhaustible. Conversely, Ling Ya’s violent attack rapidly declined.

Ling Ya’s pupils contracted. “That’s impossible! How could your feeble sword intent possibly shake my Saint might?”

Gu Han downed another bottle of Transcendent Substance. “A single spark can start a fire.”

Even though mortal power was weak, it was inexhaustible. In the same way, though Saint might was strong, it was not real heavenly might.

Ling Ya swayed, trying to leave this place. He had to go. Setting aside the profound yin qi, only this divided consciousness of his knew about the matter of the bodhi seed. He had to get the news out and at least let Zhong Yu know.

Gu Han’s voice sounded again. “This strike is for her.”

Silently and imperceptibly, his sword gently swung down. Bits of starlight gathered once more, carrying countless weak strands of sword intents, grinding Ling Ya’s attack to nothing. Then, the starlight fell entirely upon him.

Gu Han’s gaze fell toward Wangxiang Village. “You were wrong, and so was I. My chance of life wasn’t just the profound yin qi, but also this sword.”

Ling Ya turned around with difficulty. “That doesn’t make sense. Given your strength, it’s impossible to have such a powerful sword strike.”

Gu Han’s strike had injured even that divided soul of his. No matter how monstrous, or how well he crossed realms, there were limits!

Gu Han’s gaze fell to the foot of the mountain. When he caught sight of Ah Nan’s continuously approaching figure, he smiled slightly. “This is Wangxiang Village. It’s her home and mine. Here, I am the strongest. Also, this sword is called Mortal World Intent.”