Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

BOOM!

Wen Qingye seemed to grasp a faint, elusive point of connection. He felt the sword in his hand not only grow faster, but each swing now carried an imposing aura—as if it could dominate the world and sweep through a thousand armies.

At this moment, Wen Qingye had fused the Overlord Law into his swordsmanship. With this, his sword now contained the power of four fused Laws.

THUD!

At the same time, the Sword River seemed to reach its end.

Of course, the true Sword River wasn’t merely five hundred zhang deep, but eight hundred. The pressure from the Qi Aura multiplied the further one descended.

Wen Qingye stood on solid ground and took a deep, ragged breath.

’This Sword River really is something else. A descent like that tests not only your strength, but your spirit as well.’

Qingg Ruo’ai nodded. "Yes, that’s what makes the Sword Sect’s Sword River so unique."

Wen Qingye calmed himself and scanned his surroundings. Before him stood a massive door. Needless to say, this was the entrance to the 8th Layer of the Sword Forest.

......

Outside the Sword Forest, the crowd waited both anxiously and patiently, their eyes glued to the Sword Pattern before them.

SWISH!

Suddenly, a streak of purple light burst from the Sword Pattern and soared into the sky.

"SHRIEK!"

A high-pitched cry rang out, and the purple Flying Sword returned to the Sword Pattern.

The crowd erupted at the sight, their faces filled with excitement.

Lu Wushuang took a deep breath and shook his head. "Wen Qingye’s Swordsmanship has indeed improved. I remember he stopped at the 7th Layer last time. It seems even the 7th Layer can’t hold him back now."

Lu Shaoyou nodded with a sigh of resignation. "Yes. To live in the same era as him is both a blessing and a curse."

「Inside the Sword Forest.」

Wen Qingye slowly pushed the door open. A sheet of darkness lay before him, a darkness that felt like it could devour a person’s very soul. It seemed that once he stepped inside, he would be submerged in an endless, overwhelming void.

An ordinary person would have hesitated, but Wen Qingye simply offered a carefree smile and walked forward at a steady pace.

’I’ve walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. What in this Sword Forest could possibly frighten me?’

KER-CHUNK!

The moment he stepped forward, the door behind him slammed shut.

The surroundings were a pitch-black void, so dark he couldn’t see his hand in front of his face. Wen Qingye could only walk forward slowly, not daring to let his guard down for even a moment.

He walked for an unknown amount of time. The surroundings remained utterly dark, without any change.

WHOOSH!

Just as Qingg Ruo’ai was about to speak, a black shadow, swift as lightning, charged toward Wen Qingye. Its speed was simply supernatural.

’This is bad. He’s a goner!’

she cried out in her heart. The shadow’s speed was simply too fast.

But in the next moment, through her faint senses, Qingg Ruo’ai witnessed what felt like the most stunning sword strike she had ever seen in her life.

CLANG!

A spark flared in the darkness, illuminating Wen Qingye’s face. His eyes burned as he stared ahead. The black shadow was a skeleton, clad in a black cloak.

The spark vanished in an instant, plunging everything back into darkness.

CRACK! CRACK!

The skeleton collapsed as if it had fallen to pieces, crumbling at Wen Qingye’s feet.

Qingg Ruo’ai stared at Wen Qingye, swallowed hard, and murmured, "How is your sword so fast? Why?"

Wen Qingye gave a faint smile. "Because I wanted it to be fast. I thought of speed, and so it was fast."

After he spoke, he took a step forward. At that exact moment, an ethereal blue Sword Dao Origin burst forth from where the skeleton had fallen.

Wen Qingye reached out and snatched the ethereal blue Sword Dao Origin. Instantly, it dissolved into streams of energy and flowed into him, absorbed completely.

A moment later, Wen Qingye slowly opened his eyes. "The Sword Dao Origin here has undergone a qualitative change," he said slowly. "That skeleton just now was merely being controlled by it."

Qingg Ruo’ai nodded in sudden understanding. "So that’s what it was. No wonder that skeleton carried such a sharp, murderous aura."

Wen Qingye slowly advanced, Bladeless Heavy Sword in hand, a hint of excitement in his eyes. That ethereal blue Sword Dao Origin had caused the bottleneck on his Killing Lifeless Principle within the Lifeless Sword Dao to loosen.

Currently, only his Killing Lifeless Principle remained at the first layer of the Earthly Realm; all his other principles were already at the second layer.

SWISH SWISH!

This time, piercing whooshes came from his left and right simultaneously. Their speed surpassed that of the previous skeleton. Wen Qingye’s eyes narrowed, and he raised an eyebrow slightly.

He swept out with the Heavy Sword Without Edge, and a force of immense weight erupted from the Sword Body, blasting in all directions.

The Bladeless Heavy Sword was no longer just a sword; it felt like an ancient mountain.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Before the two figures could even get close, Wen Qingye annihilated them with a single sweep of his sword.

Wen Qingye’s stance and strike were decisive and flawless—perfectly executed in a single, fluid motion.

But the most crucial part was his ability to do this in such a pitch-black environment. Who else in the entire Celestial Profound Sect, besides Wen Qingye, could manage that? It was doubtful anyone else could rely on Swordsmanship alone to block those phantoms that appeared and disappeared without a trace, let alone do so with his level of composure.

Two more black Sword Dao Origins materialized. With a pull of his palm, Wen Qingye absorbed them directly into the Sword Dao Tree of his Lifeless Sword Dao.

After that, Qingg Ruo’ai could only watch as Wen Qingye put on a magnificent solo performance. In what she considered a terrifying and hostile environment, Wen Qingye was finally, truly unleashing his stunning Swordsmanship.

Ghost-like black shadows, whether they came one at a time, in pairs, in threes, or even more, all fell at Wen Qingye’s feet without exception, transforming into streams of Sword Dao Origin.

And thanks to this large supply of mutated Sword Dao Origin, his Killing Lifeless Principle—the most difficult to cultivate—began to advance at a rapid pace.

........

「At the same time.」

Red Mountain, a remote corner of the Celestial Profound Mountain Domain, was overgrown with weeds. It was a place so forgotten that even members of the Celestial Profound Sect had likely lost it to memory.

As a result, the area had been left to grow wild, creating a pristine, natural environment. Towering trees stood in dense groves, their leaves and branches flourishing. The ground beneath, perpetually starved of sunlight, was always damp.

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon occurred.

Violent whirlwinds swept between heaven and earth, threatening to rip the trees of Red Mountain from the ground, roots and all.