Novel Full Chapter 1285 1384 Clear Rainbow Sword
Chapter 1285: Chapter 1384: Clear Rainbow Sword Chapter 1285: Chapter 1384: Clear Rainbow Sword “I am Jin Zhulong, my sister Jing Qinghong!”
This sword, is known as the Clear Rainbow Sword.
Fang Lin’s heart jolted as he heard the Old Dried Corpse’s voice, desolate and sorrowful, carrying endless reminiscence.
This was also the first time that Fang Lin had learned the name of the blood-red longsword from the Old Dried Corpse Jin Zhulong, and had also learned the name of the Old Dried Corpse’s sister—Jing Qinghong.
The Clear Rainbow Sword burst forth with boundless Demon Qi, and amidst the blood-red light that flooded the area, patterns emerged upon the blade. Only in this moment was the sword’s true might awakened by the Old Dried Corpse.
In this world, only the Demon Saint Jin Zhulong could truly wield this sword; others, even Martial Lords, could not.
For this sword was forged from the flesh and soul of Jin Zhulong’s sister, linked by blood to Jin Zhulong himself.
Although Jin Zhulong’s sister Jing Qinghong had died, she existed in another way—this blood-red longsword was his sister.
Suddenly, the Clear Rainbow Sword burst out from amid the white flames that filled the sky, its edge pointed directly at Burning Lamp Buddha.
Burning Lamp Buddha did not move back, standing as stable as a mountain. With his right fist clenched, he struck out towards the Clear Rainbow Sword.
This punch carried the wrath of Buddha, along with the dazzling Buddha Light, and the roar of dragons and tigers.
The force of this punch could subdue dragons and overpower tigers, sweeping away the turbid waves of the world.
Burning Lamp Buddha intended to suppress the Clear Rainbow Sword with this punch.
However, what Burning Lamp Buddha did not anticipate was that the Clear Rainbow Sword had regained its true power at this moment. Just like when it had been in the hands of the Demon Saint Jin Zhulong, the sword had once slain countless powerful warriors of the Human Clan, and was known as the most glorious Divine Weapon of the late ancient period.
In the late ancient period, when Human Clan warriors attempted to turn the tide and launch a counter-offensive against the Demon Clan, their heads were severed by a single stroke of Jin Zhulong’s sword.
There had been dozens of Human Clan masters who infiltrated Demon Clan territory, seeking to assassinate Jin Zhulong to save the Human Clan from dire straits. Jin Zhulong sat unmoved; with the draw of the Clear Rainbow Sword, he killed all those dozens of Human Clan masters.
Just as Burning Lamp Buddha himself had said, this sword had committed countless killings. What he had not considered was that the slaughter perpetrated by this sword far exceeded his expectations, and those it killed were almost all renowned experts of the late ancient period.
If the blade of Dragon Family Demon Long Jiankong was to be called a Demon Sword, then this sword of the Old Dried Corpse Jin Zhulong was truly a Demon Sword, for it had taken too many lives, drunk too much blood—souls beneath the blade were still wailing to this day.
As the longsword struck, Burning Lamp Buddha could only see a tragic mountain of corpses and sea of blood before his eyes, countless figures dying under the blade, their blood pooling into rivers, and the entire earth enveloped by an aura of blood.
Although Burning Lamp Buddha’s punch was mighty, embodying the supreme Martial Arts of the Buddhist Sect, at the very moment it made contact with the Clear Rainbow Sword, the punch crumbled instantaneously, and not only did his Buddha energy fail to extinguish the sword’s bloody aura, it was instead scattered by it.
Greatly startled, Burning Lamp Buddha, despite being such a high monk who had long abandoned life and death, was shocked by the terror of the sword and finally understood the true horror of what he faced.
Without the slightest hesitation, three Ancient Lamps of Flame God flew out behind him, and the flames surged out from within the lamps, transforming into a massive sea of fire.
This was the Skyfire released by the Ancient Lamps of Flame God, capable of incinerating all tangible things in the world. Using these three lamps, Burning Lamp Buddha had defeated many strong opponents and destroyed numerous Divine Weapons.
At this moment, Burning Lamp Buddha intended to use the Skyfire within The Ancient Lamp of Flame God to destroy the Clear Rainbow Sword, ensuring its eradication from existence.
“Hahahaha! My sword was born from fire. Do you, old Monk, really delude yourself into thinking that you can destroy it with fire? How laughable!” The voice of the Old Dried Corpse rang out, but only Fang Lin could discern the sorrow and desolation hidden within those words.
The sister of the Old Dried Corpse, Jing Qinghong, had leaped into a volcano to die, transforming herself into this sword. With sword in hand, Jin Zhulong slaughtered his enemies and carved a path to survival.
Afterward, the Old Dried Corpse took refuge in the Demon Clan and became a Demon Saint. It was with this sword that he killed countless members of the Human Clan, vowing to exterminate all humanity.
Despite the Old Dried Corpse appearing to be unserious on normal days, Fang Lin understood that he was a true peerless powerhouse, one who singlehandedly brought an end to the most brilliant ancient era.
The mere Skyfire, seeking to destroy the Clear Rainbow Sword, which was born from fire, was indeed quite laughable.
Not only unable to destroy the Clear Rainbow Sword, but it also enhanced the sword’s might, sharpening its blade and amplifying its presence.
Burning Lamp Buddha couldn’t have anticipated this. He never expected that the sword would grow stronger upon encountering fire. Then, seeing the Clear Rainbow Sword burst forth from the fire, in the blink of an eye, it pierced through the body of Burning Lamp Buddha.
“Buddha!!!” Witnessing this scene, both Cangyunzi and Situ Yue cried out in shock with disbelief etched upon their faces.
The Clear Rainbow Sword pierced into Burning Lamp Buddha’s chest and flew out from his back, drawing a string of blood. Before the blood could scatter, it was absorbed by the Clear Rainbow Sword.
Burning Lamp Buddha’s entire being seemed depleted. He had already been walking towards death, looking frail and gaunt.
But at this moment, Burning Lamp Buddha appeared as nothing more than skin and bones, no different from a corpse. It seemed as though a mere push from someone would cause him to fall and never rise again.
The Clear Rainbow Sword had not only severely wounded Burning Lamp Buddha as it passed through his body but had also, in an instant, devoured most of his life essence, leaving only a few strands of his already scarce vitality.
Burning Lamp Buddha’s complexion was deathly pale, his eyes devoid of the Buddha Light. He had reached the point where the oil was exhausted and the lamp burned out.
“Buddha, you must fight no more!” Cangyunzi said, wanting to take Burning Lamp Buddha and leave.
But Burning Lamp Buddha did not heed him. Looking at the sword wound on his chest, he sighed deeply, “The poor Monk finally knows who the benefactor is. To think I had the fortune to battle a predecessor, this old monk can die with his eyes closed.”
At this moment, Burning Lamp Buddha had already recognized the identity of the Old Dried Corpse. From the Clear Rainbow Sword, from the formidable Demon Qi displayed in their exchange, Burning Lamp Buddha had guessed it.
Many scriptures are housed within the Buddhist Sect, with numerous ones stemming from ancient times, naturally including records of the Demon Saint Jin Zhulong.
Burning Lamp Buddha, well-versed in the scriptures of Buddhism, had naturally come across records of Jin Zhulong. He hadn’t thought of it before, but fighting up to this point, he finally remembered.
Burning Lamp Buddha’s emotions were complex and tinged with bitterness. He hadn’t expected such a fearsome existence to still be alive in this world.
“Old Monk, you are close to death,” the Old Dried Corpse stated indifferently. Although Burning Lamp Buddha had guessed his identity, it didn’t concern him.
“Indeed, the poor Monk’s days are numbered. Although I know the predecessor is invincible, this old monk still uses his last breath of life to fight for a future for the three sects,” Burning Lamp Buddha said. At this moment, his dim eyes once again brightened.
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