Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

'In the future, I can continuously absorb the fragments of insight from that ocean of Sword Dao to strengthen my own comprehension.'

'Perhaps one day, I can reach a new level and comprehend a state of being even higher than Sword Intent!'

Ye Chen's eyes flickered, his heart filled with elation.

After receiving the inheritance from the second small orb of light, Ye Chen had clearly gained another trump card!

Now, he was not only a Cultivator but also a Sword Cultivator of monstrous talent!

In all of Lei Province, there was not a single person besides him who had comprehended Sword Intent at such a young age!

Luo Sandao was already dumbfounded.

Not far away, Old Ghost Wushan and the others, upon realizing what had happened, were similarly so astonished their jaws dropped.

One had to understand, countless powerful Sword Cultivators practiced bitterly for years, even decades, and might never reach the level of comprehending Sword Intent.

For Sword Cultivators, this was like a watershed moment. Anyone who could comprehend Sword Intent was, without exception, a monstrously talented individual among their peers.

Upon reaching this level, their swordsmanship had practically transcended the mortal plane.

The mind moves as it wills, and the sword moves with the mind.

A single thought could unleash a thousand streams of Sword Qi!

For a powerful Sword Cultivator, fighting enemies above one's realm was not difficult at all!

It was precisely because of the rarity of Sword Intent that Luo Sandao and the others were so shocked.

Ye Chen was clearly a Cultivator who had never even been exposed to the Sword Dao.

On what grounds could he achieve a sudden epiphany and directly comprehend Sword Intent!

This had all happened in the span of just two days!

How could those Sword Cultivators who had toiled for decades without success possibly save face?

"He's a monster! An absolute monster!!!"

"For the Luoyun Sect to plot against this boy was the greatest mistake they ever made!"

Luo Sandao sucked in a breath of cold air. Originally, he had perhaps only been subjugated by Ye Chen's strength.

But from this moment on, a new emotion appeared in his eyes as he looked at Ye Chen—awe!

It was an emotion that only appeared when facing a superior being, one who was looked up to but could never be reached!

And amidst those gazes filled with awe,

Ye Chen simply gazed softly at the Cangming Sword in his hand.

After sensing the Cangming Sword's will, a feeling of being connected by blood blossomed between them.

"You are the personal sword of a Demon God, and I... I suppose I can be considered the Demon God's successor."

"Follow me, and I will lead you to recreate the former glory of the Ancient Demon God!"

Ye Chen reached out and slowly caressed the demonic patterns on the Cangming Sword.

The Cangming Sword seemed to sense it. The blade suddenly trembled, letting out a series of joyous hums.

As a Sword Cultivator, one naturally needed a suitable personal sword.

And the Cangming Sword was clearly Ye Chen's best choice!

'Spirit Arms in this world are divided into Low Grade, Medium Grade, High Grade, Top Grade, Earth Grade, Celestial Grade, and so on...'

'The true grade of the Cangming Sword in my hand is simply impossible to estimate! I fear it has already surpassed the legendary Celestial Grade Spirit Arms!'

'Every time my comprehension of the Sword Dao deepens, I can draw out a little more of the Cangming Sword's power.'

'Now that I've comprehended Sword Intent, I can be considered a powerful Sword Cultivator.'

'And yet, in my hands, the Cangming Sword can only display the power of a Peak High-Grade weapon...'

Ye Chen slowly sheathed the Cangming Sword. With a single thought, the sword attached itself to his back as if it were one of his own limbs.

The unsheathed Cangming Sword was as light as a feather, like a layer of thin gauze pressed tightly against Ye Chen's back, not hindering his movements in the slightest.

Ye Chen's eyes flickered, a trace of anticipation growing in his heart.

He had comprehended Sword Intent, yet he could only bring out the power of a High-Grade Spirit Arm from the Cangming Sword.

'The Ancient Demon God back then must have been able to truly unleash the full power of the Cangming Sword, right? If so, just what terrifying level of comprehension of the Sword Dao had he reached?'

Just then, Luo Sandao, who was standing to the side, let out a light cough, interrupting Ye Chen's thoughts.

"I say, Young Friend Ye, this place is dark, gloomy, and in a complete mess."

"Why don't we head outside first?"

He was actually asking for Ye Chen's opinion.

"Of course."

Ye Chen nodded slightly.

Having unexpectedly reaped such a stunning harvest in the dungeon, Ye Chen's gaze couldn't help but soften a little when he looked at Luo Sandao.

「Within the Elder Pavilion of the Demon Dao.」

"So you're Luo Sandao, the former Supreme Elder of the Luoyun Sect?"

"I never thought you'd also be a victim of the Luoyun Sect's schemes."

Inside the Elder Pavilion, all the members of the Demon Dao had gathered, curiously sizing up Luo Sandao.

"This was also beyond my expectations," Luo Sandao said with a wry smile.

"You still haven't told us what the deal is with that altar beneath the dungeon."

Ye Chen looked over, his gaze calm. "And you, how did you end up trapped down there?"

Recalling the past, Luo Sandao's expression instantly turned icy.

"Back then, I stumbled upon the current Sect Leader of the Luoyun Sect, Xu Yingwu, colluding with evil cultivators!"

"I returned to the sect to question him, but he lured me into the dungeon, where he, the Grand Elder, and others ganged up on me, beat me half to death, and buried me at the bottom of the dungeon."

"The Grand Elder and the others were also in league with the evil cultivators?" Ye Chen frowned slightly.

"That's not the half of it!" Luo Sandao sneered. "In fact, basically the entire upper echelon of the Luoyun Sect was colluding with evil cultivators!"

"The matter of drawing your bone marrow and blood to refine the Five Elements Pill was also something they learned from those evil cultivators! But I bet they never imagined you'd end up slaughtering them all."

Hearing this, Lady Blood-Dance couldn't help but say sarcastically, "What a Luoyun Sect! What a 'prestigious and righteous sect'! To think they were secretly colluding with evil cultivators. What a bunch of filthy hypocrites!"

The conflict between the Righteous Dao and the Demon Dao might just be a dispute of ideologies, a conflict of cultivation methods.

But evil cultivators were the truly cruel and wicked ones.

They possessed vile techniques, and their actions were wicked and terrifying!

To increase their strength or cultivate some technique, they would often go so far as to slaughter vast numbers of mortals, consuming the flesh and blood of both mortals and Cultivators to satisfy their needs.

Such inhumane acts were utterly despised by both the Righteous Dao and the Demon Dao!

But at some point, the Demon Dao gradually became lumped in with evil cultivators, regarded as wicked sinners by many Righteous Dao sects.

Almost everyone present was a Demon Dao Cultivator.

Yet the evil deeds they had committed probably didn't even amount to one percent of what the Luoyun Sect's upper echelon had done!

Fortunately, that pack of hypocrites had long since been annihilated by them.

"Now that the Luoyun Sect is no more, do you think those evil cultivators who were in league with them will come looking for trouble?"

The Nine-Fingered Demon Slaughter frowned and spoke ponderously.

"So what if they come knocking?"

"I'll cut them down, one by one!"

Luo Sandao snorted coldly.

"So, you're saying Xu Yingwu and the others just left without making sure you were dead?" Old Ghost Wushan asked, a little confused.

"No! They thought I was dead and buried me beneath the dungeon. Who would have known that my life would be saved by that demon sword!"