Chapter 1245: Doomsday Ancient Path

Chapter 571

What is he going to do? Does he intend to stand up for the Blood Prison Sea of Stars?

However, contrary to his expectations, the Celestial Blade Mountain Master did not emit any hostility. His eyes, as if containing billions of sword lights, quietly watched Xu Ran, like he was admiring a peerless treasure.

“Your ‘sword’ is very special,” the Celestial Blade Mountain Master spoke, his voice hoarse, as if two stubborn stones were rubbing against each other.

“Your blade is not bad either,” Xu Ran replied calmly, without stopping his steps.

“I can feel that it is not meant for slaughter, nor for guarding, and certainly not for domination.” The Celestial Blade Mountain Master’s gaze became somewhat fervent, like the most devout seeker, “It… is meant to ‘sever’. To sever wrongs, sever causality, sever… ‘existence’ itself.”

Xu Ran finally stopped his steps and looked at him: “Your understanding of the blade is deeper than I imagined.”

“I have cultivated the blade for three thousand epochs, severing stars, breaking time and space, and once cleaved a small doomed cosmos, aiding its Nirvana.” The Celestial Blade Mountain Master slowly stroked the stone blade in his bosom, a hint of loneliness in his eyes, “But I always felt that my blade was missing something. Until… I sensed your ‘Sword Intent’.”

“My blade represents ‘breaking’. Breaking through all obstacles, shattering all fetters.”

“Whereas your sword represents ‘void’. Returning all to nothingness, returning to the ‘correct’ which never should have existed.”

“‘Breaking’ remains within the path. Whereas ‘void’ exists beyond the path.”

The Celestial Blade Mountain Master looked at Xu Ran, a hint of inquiry in his eyes: “May I ask, does this path have a name?”

These words, though confusing to Tu Feng who stood beside, each contained unrivaled profound truth, causing his Heart Spirit to sway.

Xu Ran remained silent for a moment, seemingly lost in thought.

This path he walked was one he crafted upon standing at the pinnacle, looking back at himself, a path of transcendence. This path had no predecessors, no reference.

He pondered and slowly uttered three words.

“The Path of Correction.”

The Path of Correction!

The path of correcting all errors in the world!

Bang!

Upon hearing this, the Celestial Blade Mountain Master seemed to be struck by lightning, his entire being froze in place. The ancient stone blade in his arms produced an unbearable hum, its blade suddenly manifested numerous fine cracks!

His blade heart, violently shook by those three words!

“Correction… correction…” he muttered to himself, eyes sometimes clear, sometimes confused, his entire being fallen into an esoteric Enlightenment state.

Xu Ran no longer paid attention to him, taking the awe-struck Tu Feng with him, passing by.

Only when Xu Ran’s figure was about to disappear at the end of the square did the Celestial Blade Mountain Master suddenly awaken from that state.

He deeply bowed at Xu Ran’s retreating form, genuinely saying: “Thank you, for enlightening me!”

“The grace of today, Celestial Blade Mountain, will never forget!”

“Additionally, a word of caution!” His voice, through Divine Thought, accurately reached Xu Ran’s ear, “Blood Prison Sea of Stars has initiated the ‘Blood Prison Searching Grand Array’. The entire black sand belt is under their monitoring. In addition, they have sent people to the ‘Celestial Secret Pavilion’, sparing no expense, to purchase your intelligence. Please be careful!”

Xu Ran’s steps hesitated slightly but did not turn back, soon disappearing into the crowd.

…

In the interstellar teleportation hall of Broken Star City, people came and went, countless starships of varying sizes were moored and set sail, heading to every corner of the black sand belt, and even more distant Star Domains.

“Senior, where are we going?” Tu Feng followed behind Xu Ran, asking softly.

After the scene with the Celestial Blade Mountain Master, his reverence for Xu Ran had reached a new height. With just a few words, he could lead a person of Dao Ancestor pinnacle to Enlightenment, his blade heart nearly breaking—what realm was this?

“The Celestial Secret Pavilion.” Xu Ran uttered a name.

“Ah?” Tu Feng was startled, “Senior, you want to go to the Celestial Secret Pavilion? But… people from Blood Prison Sea of Stars are also there…”

“They buy my intelligence, I also want to buy theirs.” Xu Ran’s logic was simple and direct.

“…” Tu Feng was speechless.

He quickly reacted and hurriedly said: “Senior, the branches of the Celestial Secret Pavilion are spread across the Cosmos, acting mysteriously. In the black sand belt, their largest branch is not on any star, but a special place called ‘Gui Xu’. The laws there are chaotic, time and space distorted, a natural place of secrecy, even if the Master of Blood Prison comes personally, he cannot determine the exact location. We must take a special ‘Void Ferry’ to reach it.”

“Lead the way.”

“Yes!”

Under Tu Feng’s guidance, the two arrived at a secluded corner of the hall. Here moored a strangely shaped small boat, made entirely of an unknown gray wood, the hull engraved with complex and ancient Runes.

A boatman wearing a bronze mask, exuding an elusive aura, quietly stood at the bow.

“Where to, gentlemen?” The boatman’s voice was devoid of any emotion.

Tu Feng stepped forward, handed over a bulging bag of Source Crystals, and respectfully said: “Gui Xu, Celestial Secret Pavilion.”

The boatman took the Source Crystals, weighed them, and nodded: “One person, one hundred thousand top-grade Source Crystals, for two, two hundred thousand.”

Tu Feng’s mouth twitched, this price was practically robbery. But he knew this was the rule of the Celestial Secret Pavilion.

He was about to pay when Xu Ran stepped forward, looking at the boatman indifferently.

“Free.”

The boatman’s actions paused, the gaze beneath the bronze mask seemed to flicker with a hint of surprise: “Sir, the rules of the Celestial Secret Pavilion…”