On that day, a silver demon dragon broke through the clouds and soared past the mountain city. Blazing Fortress was sent into a frenzy because of it...
“A silver dragon... it's the Silver Demon Dragon! It's truly the Silver Demon Dragon.”
“The legends are true; the Silver Demon Dragon is still alive...”
“It's Xu Xian! He actually tamed the Silver Demon Dragon...”
After that day, Xu Xian returned to the Wendao Sword Sect. In his capacity as the Eleventh Patriarch of the Wendao Sword Sect, the Leader of the Sword Dao, and the Number One in the World, he issued an announcement to the entire world of Fanzhou.
One month later, on the sixth day of the second month—the day of the Awakening of Insects—
He would reopen the Sky Gate and recreate the path to immortality upon the Ascension Platform outside the Wendao Sword Sect.
He cordially invited the myriad beings of the world—humans, demons, devils, and spirits—who were at the ninth stage or above to ascend to the Heavens together and seek longevity.
At that moment,
Fanzhou,
The four seas and eight directions,
And all living beings were shaken.
Rumors and hearsay became reality, and the myriad races of the world were in an uproar.
Was Xu Xian really that kind-hearted?
Could such a good thing truly exist in this world?
It didn't matter.
What mattered was Xu Xian's subsequent attitude, which told them they had no choice. Whether they wanted to ascend or not, they had to go.
Four divine swords
Departed from the Northern Borders and flew toward the four corners of the world.
One went to the North Sea,
One went to the East Desolation,
And two went to the Central Plains.
The Heaven-Burning Sparrow,
The Life-Taking Impermanence,
The Ice and Snow Goddess,
And the Green-Robed Sword God.
They released their divine might, manifesting sanctity in the mortal realm like great suns suspended in the sky, standing at the peak of the firmament day and night.
The power of their sword might ravaged all directions, suppressing the mortal world.
On Xu Xian's behalf, they issued a final ultimatum to the entire world.
They told the world: ten days...
Ten days later,
If one was not seen at the Ascension Platform, the sword would sweep the world.
This was a notice!
There was no room for negotiation.
The already restless mortal world was instantly thrown into a state of panic. Whether among cultivators or commoners, a massive wave of turmoil was stirred up.
This was no benevolent opportunity to become an immortal and ascend to the Heavens; this was Xu Xian coming for a reckoning. He was settling the score for the universal crusade against the Wendao Sword Sect four hundred years ago.
Regarding the Wendao Sword Sect,
And regarding Xu Xian,
Abuse and curses instantly filled the air.
“That scoundrel is truly malicious! He wants to wipe out our sect's foundation!”
“It is fate... it is karmic retribution...”
“The Heavenly Dao cycles; whom does the Heavens ever spare...”
“Claiming to be the number one righteous sect in Fanzhou, yet performing such coercive acts. Xu Xian is unworthy of being the Leader of the Sword Dao!”
“If he says go, we go? I'm precisely not going!”
“I can't beat him, but can't I run? I want to see just how much capability this Xu Xian has, to see if he can truly sweep away all the ninth stage experts in the world...”
Some, knowing they couldn't win, chose not to fight. After arranging their final affairs, they took the initiative to head for the Ascension Platform, hoping to trade their lives for the peace of their sects and the continuation of their descendants' legacy...
Some, knowing they couldn't win, insisted on fighting. They laid down layer upon layer of slaughter traps, intending to seek mutual destruction with Xu Xian...
Others hid themselves away, masking their presence.
They simply didn't believe it. If they had been able to evade the reckoning of the Heavenly Dao for so many years, surely they could evade Xu Xian's reckoning as well.
As long as the green mountains remained, there was no fear of lacking firewood.
Some waited, neither heading out nor intending to resist. If he came, they would compromise; if he didn't, then so be it...
They still harbored a sliver of hope.
Of course,
There were also those who set off as soon as they heard the news, actively participating. Regardless of whether it was true or false, good or bad, their lifespans were already near their end. If they wanted to forcibly extend their lives, ascending to the Heavens was their only path.
This was their only remaining sliver of hope.
Naturally, they wouldn't miss it,
Nor did they care about Xu Xian's intentions.
They only wanted to take the opportunity to become immortals, ascend to the Heavens, and continue their longevity...
Staying behind meant death,
Following him might mean life.
The choice
Was clear as day.
In short,
The myriad living beings each had their own thoughts, and for a time, the world of Fanzhou was filled with surging winds and clouds...
In front of the Ascension Platform, Xu Xian left a spirit body that sat in meditation on the high platform all day long. From time to time, streaks of light would arrive from afar and land on the platform.
They would bow to Xu Xian.
Xu Xian would simply tell them to find a place to sit.
When the time came,
The Sky Gate would surely open.
The arrivals didn't think much of it and chose a spot on the high platform to settle,
Quietly waiting.
True or false, good or bad—no one's word counted; only experiencing it for oneself would matter.
It was only a month's time.
They would wait and see.
When the ten-day deadline arrived,
Many figures already stood upon the Ascension Platform.
The Ancestors of the Three Sects came.
The Ancestors of the Six Schools came.
Even some reclusive great demons came.
Of course,
There were also those who didn't come.
Xu Xian waited no longer. He did not move, but the sword edge had already risen.
The Heaven-Burning Sparrow ravaged the East Desolation, and Bai Ze surrendered without a fight. In just a single day, the Heaven-Burning Sparrow struck down the few remaining Beast Gods in the East Desolation.
She didn't kill them!
Following the will of her new master, she strung them together and brought them back to the Ascension Platform.
Not only the demons of the East Desolation, but also some experts of the spirit races hiding within the East Desolation suffered innocently and were brought back together.
The various races of the East Desolation cried out in despair, and ten thousand beasts wailed...
Four hundred years ago,
After suffering defeat after defeat, the East Desolation had completely declined.
Four hundred years later,
Xu Xian took action, and in one day, he exhausted the fortune of the East Desolation. Four hundred years of lingering on had turned out to be nothing more than a yellow millet dream, failing to trade for even a moment of peace.
Xu Xian was too strong,
So strong that he didn't even need to act personally to settle the East Desolation.
On that day,
An old beast of the East Desolation took up a pen and carved onto a stone wall:
“From this day forth, the East Desolation is without gods.
Its ancestors have all become prisoners.”
Great sorrow!
Bai Ze, however, felt neither grief nor sadness; on the contrary, he seemed somewhat joyful.
Ordinary people thought he had gone mad. How could a former Emperor, now a prisoner, still be able to smile?
But only he himself knew.
Today.
Becoming a prisoner,
Even if he died,
It was still a joyous occasion.
As long as he died, that scene he had seen in his prophecy would never happen again.
Because he was dead.
But in the prophecy, he clearly remembered seeing it with his own eyes.
There was no sea of blood or mountain of corpses,
Nor were there four swords sweeping the world.
The East Desolation
Could continue to linger on.
He knew
That his prophecies were extremely difficult to change. It wasn't that he had seen wrongly, but rather that Xu Xian, this human youth from the Wendao Sword Sect, had personally changed everything.
He was a variable.
A good one, not a bad one.
...
At the same time, under Xu Xian's instructions, the sword spirits of the Yellow Spring Burial and Nishui Han in the Central Plains also moved.
The Yellow Spring Burial charged into the Shores of the East Sea, slaying everyone in sight.
The Twelve Immortal Demon Caves
Were turned into a purgatory.
The few remaining Blood Patriarchs in the Twelve Immortal Demon Caves wanted to surrender, but the Yellow Spring Burial turned a deaf ear, acting like a slaughter machine, heartlessly harvesting the lives of the demonic cultivators.
They were in despair,
They wailed,
And they cursed Xu Xian amidst the blood-colored ruins.
“Xu Xian, you will die a miserable death...”
“Even as a ghost, I won't let you off!”
“The Heavenly Dao is unjust, destroying our demon caves...”
Unfortunately, Xu Xian couldn't hear them.
Ultimately,
He had given them a chance.
Nishui Han was different; it began visiting the mountain gates of those tribulation transcendence stage experts one by one.
Some surrendered upon meeting.
Some turned and fled.
Some fought a great battle.
The outcome
Failure,
Failure,
Failure—all were failures.
Hidden sects had their gates knocked upon, long-sealed mountain gates were smashed open, and reclusive ancestors who didn't concern themselves with the world suffered.
Those with good tempers accepted their fate, admitting their lack of skill...
Those with bad tempers cursed, wishing ill upon eighteen generations of Xu Xian's ancestors...
Only in the North Sea,
That sword, The Living Flora, had never moved from start to finish.
The various demons of the North Sea sat steadily on their high platforms, as if they were completely detached from the situation, without a hint of panic...
That boundary line was still there. Could Xu Xian cross it? And if he did, could he return?
Perhaps!
He could certainly be the second Li Taibai.
But for the demon immortals,
If Xu Xian really had the ability to take them away, they would be happy to see it happen.
So what if they ascended to the Heavens?
So what if it was a mountain of blades and a sea of fire?
It was better than being trapped in the North Sea, half-dead.
The demon immortals made no move, so the Beast God experts beneath them naturally sat steadily as well, waiting to see how things would unfold!
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