Chapter 905 - 552: Fifty Years in Seclusion, A Sword from the Cultivation Great World (Part 2)

Chapter 905: Chapter 552: Fifty Years in Seclusion, A Sword from the Cultivation Great World (Part 2)

However, the forces behind them will push them into conflict.

For instance, the Human Race and the Demon Race.

The battle cultivators and the Cultivation Hundred Arts cultivators.

Deities and cultivators.

Cultivators and the original Great Lii cultivators.

Even more apparent are the Immortal Sect, Demon Pavilion, and the court.

The contradiction between the three is most acute.

The Hundred Arts Association appears neutral, yet it becomes the fourth power.

In a vast nation, there are too many conflicting places.

"But, I do not wish to see these contradictions."

The heads of the four disciples slightly bowed.

However, in the next moment, a ray of light shot up into the sky.

Jiang Ming transformed into a streak of flowing light heading southward.

"Jiang Ming, what are you going to do?"

In the distance, the Phoenix Ancestor Ancient Spirit sensed this aura.

She was somewhat doubtful and uncertain.

"Didn’t you tell me that the guys in the south were a bit unstable?"

"Then I shall go and behead that foe!"

The center of Jiang Ming’s forehead shimmered with divine splendor formed by five divine lights.

Following that, Wind Thunder Wings appeared behind him.

Wind Thunder Five Elements Body!

Jiang Ming’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit elevated another notch in an instant.

Divine Soul Tri-Transformation, enhancement of the Divine Soul...

Hundred Meridians All Connected, Qi Sea Enhancement...

Giant God Power, Giant God Body...

Heavenly Light Sword Body, Transparent Sword Body...

One special physique after another was loaded onto Jiang Ming’s body.

There was even a vague sword light flickering on Jiang Ming’s body.

A massive amount of talent fused into Jiang Ming’s body, continuously elevating his already exceptional foundation.

"Boom"

There was a faint muffled sound.

The infinite Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi around was devoured by Jiang Ming like a whale.

A large number of Spirit Stones shattered, neutralizing black factors.

Several pills were swallowed by Jiang Ming.

The Realm-Breaking Pill, Qionghua Pill, and Celestial Splendor Pill from Zhong Heng’s life era.

All are pills that greatly aid cultivation.

Fifty years of accumulation, Jiang Ming is never short of Simulation Points.

Jiang Ming even exchanged for the well-honed realm experience of Zhao Fu.

Completely able to control the sudden explosive power.

"Divine Sword, come."

Jiang Ming reached out his hand.

A Divine Sword flew into his hand.

The Divine Sword from the Golden Brilliance True Monarch.

This sword has no other specialties.

But it is the heritage of the previous civilization, its characteristics are only two.

Sharpness, sturdiness.

This is the foundation of all swords.

Thunder Wings flew swiftly across the sky.

The immense aura swept past the Southern Border of the Great Lii Dynasty.

Many cultivators and mortals looked up in astonishment at the sky.

Fifty years, Great Lii has not experienced a major evil calamity.

At this moment, the immense aura seemed to awaken their memories of fighting against the evil forces.

"That is!!"

"Ancestor of the Immortal Sect."

"Ancestor!"

"Daoist Ancestor!"

"The Daoist Ancestor has exited seclusion!"

The crowd cheered.

Then a red light traced after, followed by four blue lights.

The immense aura wantonly squandered between heaven and earth.

Vaguely, gazes were cast upon it.

"Slash!"

However, in the next second, these beings felt their sight forcibly severed.

The sword light turned into a shaft piercing their eyes.

Some Primordial Ancestors, with dozens or hundreds of eyes, all burst open at this moment.

"Damn it!"

"It’s that new-born Primordial Ancestor of Great Lii!"

"Ancestor?"

"How dare he be so arrogant?!"

The Primordial Ancestors raged.

Yet with a tremor of the Wind Thunder Wings, heavenly thunder and clouds stirred.

Jiang Ming appeared on the territory of the Southern Ancestor.

"Ancestor, what are you here for?"

Jiang Ming calmly gazed at the indescribable being before him in the eyes of mortals.

The Primordial Ancestor is an extremely high-ranking existence among the evil forces.

The evil energies they spread are terrifying and powerful.

They mock all beings, enjoying watching them wail in despair and fear.

They raise beings, observing heroes struggle endlessly within, yet never escape the prison.

They are the root of evil.

The concentration of negative emotions.

They are the source of fear.

But...

"Today, I have a word to teach my race."

"And that is..."

"The source of fear comes from lack of strength."

"Under the sword light, all beings are equal!"

Jiang Ming gently wipes the Divine Sword in his hand with his sword finger.

The Southern Ancestor looks at Jiang Ming with dread, yet doesn’t understand the meaning behind Jiang Ming’s words.

The main theme of this land is chaos, despair, fear, wailing, unwillingness, distortion, and deformity...

Fear?

That should be the superior nourishment everyone loves.

"Ancestor, you!"

His voice overlapped heavily, as if it contained countless people, children, girls, elders, adults, patients...

Countless voices resounded.

On the earth, the soil seeped blood.

Bodies seemed to crawl out from the ground.

In some captive human race cities, people began to wail in pain.

However, in the next second.

In the thick clouds accumulated over countless ages in the sky, a crack appeared.

Then a huge fissure was torn open.

Sword marks remained in the sky.

Sunlight shone on this pitiful land.

The cyan robe on Jiang Ming roared, and his Wind Thunder Wings behind him expanded.

He held the sword in his right hand, raised it horizontally above his head, and formed a sword technique with his left hand.

"This sword comes from a brilliant and bright world."

"This sword comes from the rise of a race."

"This sword represents hope."

"This sword is named Dawn!"

Divine light flashed.

Jiang Ming’s eyes radiated infinite divine light.

Behind him, faintly, a noble white-clad sword figure held a sword and looked around.

The white-clad Sword God transformed into a blue-robed Sword God.

In an instant, the sword light shone upon heaven and earth.

In heaven and earth, it seemed there was only this divine light left.

The sword light broke through the clouds, falling into the land filled with despair.

In an instant, countless evils were obliterated by this sword.

The powerful Ancestor melted like snow in front of this sword.

This sword came from the Golden-faced Sword God, Golden Brilliance True Monarch.

This sword once consumed all of Golden Brilliance True Monarch’s soul power.

However, the current Jiang Ming possesses Zhao Fu’s later improved version of this sword.

Furthermore, he possesses the Five Elements Sacred Body.

Driven by the power of Wind Thunder and the Five Elements, coupled with absolute insight, this sword technique has surpassed the one Golden Brilliance True Monarch performed in the Star Sea.

That sword astonished the Barbaric Witch and Demon Races.

Now, this sword light from the Cultivation Great World also cuts away the evil of this land.

The sword light dissipated.

The Southern Ancestor vanished, leaving only several pieces of jade-like bones acquired by Jiang Ming.

"This place is my Celestial Gate territory."

The Celestial Gate includes the Immortal Sect, Demon Country, and Great Lii Court.

It is Jiang Ming’s external force designation.

The sword light flashed, also suppressing all dissent within the Celestial Gate.

As long as Jiang Ming is alive, they must follow Jiang Ming’s will.

In their hearts, they dare not have a sliver of defiance.

Because this is reverence.

Fifty years have led too many to only respect Jiang Ming without awe.

As long as Jiang Ming lives, they won’t harbor other thoughts.

Perhaps some people aren’t truly submissive.

Great Lii is too vast, with a large population; it is normal for some to have such thoughts.

But Jiang Ming will live on and on.

Jiang Ming’s sword killed the Southern Ancestor.

It also startled many surrounding Ancestors.

However, the principle of survival of the fittest applies even in this strange demon world.

As long as one is powerful, even if you are a deformed demon, you can become a servant of a powerful cultivator like me.

"That Jiang Ming is truly formidable?"

The Snow Demon King is somewhat unsure.

The surrounding Ancestors witnessed all of it virtually firsthand.

They found Jiang Ming’s leap in power inconceivable.

The strength of all Ancestors almost is accumulated bit by bit.

Jiang Ming, after fifty years in isolation, has such strength.

This surpassed their accumulation over five hundred, even five thousand years.

The Snow Demon King, as a powerful being among them, and the closest to Great Lii, naturally has more considerations.

"You, go investigate."

The Snow Demon King immediately instructed his subordinates.

At the same time, he revealed a slight smile.

"Just right."

"Throughout these endless years, it adds a bit of fun."

Others fear.

Yet in the Snow Demon King’s eyes, it’s fun.

However, the next second.

A longsword pierced through his chest.

"Long time no see, Snow Demon King."