Borrowed Sword Chapter 327 : Evil Sword Battles the Ancestor Emperor

Chapter 327: Evil Sword Battles the Ancestor Emperor

The thousand-year-old Evil Sword appeared in the world today.

It was still the sa as ever—holding equal contempt for every single person.

Including the so-called Ancestor Emperor of Moon Country!

The four strands of Emperor-level Divine Sense within Qin Xuanxiao’s body seed to have nowhere to hide before it.

This attitude from the other party filled the Heir of Prince Rui with shock.

After all, although the Ancestor Emperor had been dead for hundreds of years, the rank of these few strands of Divine Sense remained there—how powerful was that!

Moreover, among the strands within his body, one was the most important main soul out of the ten!

But in “Xu Ziqing’s” eyes?

None of it seed to matter.

Since the Dao Ancestor’s passing, there had been no one in this world capable of suppressing it.

Counting everything, only that detestable brat had ever made it suffer a setback.

What Ancestor Emperor or not, what forr Ninth Realm Perfection.

If all nine seals of the Evil Sword were released, even a Ninth Realm Perfection could be slain!

Back then, several Ninth Realm experts had joined forces, yet still failed to suppress it.

More importantly, after “Xu Ziqing” floated into the air with the sword, it did not imdiately attack.

It was waiting.

Or rather, it disdained to act at this mont.

Qin Xuanxiao suddenly heard a sigh echo within his mind.

That sigh carried the weight of countless years.

“Ah—.”

“After so many years, it’s ti to co out and stretch a bit.”

This made him understand that it was ti to swallow that pill.

What he needed to do next was—

—Invite the Ancestor to possess him!

The four strands of Divine Sense instantly enveloped his entire Sea of Consciousness!

A blood-red barrier surrounded it completely.

In the next mont, Qin Xuanxiao lost all control over his body.

But unlike Xu Ziqing, he did not fall into a brief slumber.

He remained conscious—his Divine Sense could still observe the outside world.

Only, he had changed from a participant into a spectator.

On the platform, Qin Xuanxiao wore a long robe of dark purple and black.

Ever since he had “matched outfits” with Chu Huaixu, he had imdiately sought out an artifact-refining grandmaster upon returning ho to alter its design.

At this mont, many people felt that this Heir had beco a completely different person.

His gaze had changed, and so had his aura.

He slowly raised the long spear in his hand and lowered his eyes to glance at it.

This spear had originally been the Ancestor Emperor’s life-bound object.

This peerless expert who cultivated both spear and sword had once wielded it to roam the world invincibly.

His left hand slowly brushed along the shaft, a trace of reminiscence in his eyes.

Watching this scene, Chu Huaixu imdiately understood:

“Right now on this stage, it’s all substitutes fighting.”

On the high platform, the top cultivators of the Xuanhuang Realm also showed subtle changes in expression.

No one had expected that in their lifeti, they would witness such a scene.

Within a Third Realm Eastern and Western Continents’ Grand Competition—

the Dao Ancestor Sword battling the Moon Country’s Ancestor Emperor!

In truth, according to the explicit rules of the competition, this kind of substitute fighting was not allowed.

However, the true purpose of the competition had always been to select the strongest overall combatant of the realm to enter the Origin Spirit Realm.

As long as things looked acceptable on the surface, no one would investigate further.

What truly mattered was the approaching Heaven-and-Earth Calamity.

All of this had been arranged for that very reason.

If the two substitutes on the platform were at their peak back in the day, everyone on the high platform combined would not be enough to fight them.

Because of this, all of them held their breath and watched silently.

“Qin Xuanxiao,” holding 【Emperor Moon】, rose into the air.

As the dignified Ancestor Emperor, how could he tolerate others standing above and looking down on him?

“Xu Ziqing,” holding the Bronze Sword, did the sa and rose upward as well.

Who would have thought that the first thing to unfold would be such a sowhat childish scene?

Even those on the high platform had to lift their heads to look up.

The one who made the first move was the Ancestor Emperor.

At this mont, the phantom of the violet moon behind him continuously solidified.

No one knew what kind of secret technique this was—it was constantly absorbing the nation’s fate from the Imperial Capital!

This power of fate flowed through the violet moon phantom and beca his to use.

Half entered his body, and half flowed into the supre-grade spiritual artifact 【Emperor Moon】.

At the sa ti, the violet moon phantom expanded, rapidly growing to dozens of ters in size!

With a movent of the long spear, violet flas swept through the sky.

In comparison, “Xu Ziqing” appeared much more “plain.”

Aside from the black and dark bluish-black air currents coiling around the sword, there was nothing else.

Facing the incoming violet flas, he simply raised his hand and casually swung his sword.

There was no technique, no thod.

Just the simplest act—lifting the sword and swinging it forward.

Watching from below, Chu Huaixu suddenly realized sothing.

“The Bronze Sword substitute—it doesn’t know any techniques!”

It had been the sa during the Eastern Continent Champion battle.

After all, a sword spirit was ultimately just a sword spirit.

It itself was a sword—it had never trained in swordsmanship!

This left Chu Huaixu feeling conflicted.

He found this contradictory.

He even felt that the character design within 《Borrowed Sword》 was inconsistent.

Though he could not divine the truth, he vaguely inferred sothing from this.

“If Little Xu’s path to saving the world relies purely on the Evil Sword substituting for him, then why is his character set as 【Comprehension 10】?”

“The greatest trait of Comprehension 10 is learning techniques at an absurd speed—even optimizing them, and eventually creating techniques independently!”

“But when the sword spirit is fighting in his place, that’s completely useless.”

“Unless later on…”

His eyes narrowed, suspecting that the Dao Ancestor had left a hidden move within the Bronze Sword’s seals.

Or perhaps, there was still a deeper secret!

High in the sky, the two substitutes were already locked in fierce combat.

The spectators below, looking up, began to question reality.

“Are we really watching a Third Realm competition?”

“This airborne battle… this level of power—it looks like a battle between major cultivators!”

Indeed, many felt as though they were witnessing such a clash.

In fact, it was extrely close.

Chu Huaixu looked at the violet moon phantom behind Qin Xuanxiao and realized it was using the nation’s fate to offset the devouring of the Baleful Aura.

“Indeed… a vast nation occupying an entire continent possesses terrifying fate, like an endless ocean.”

“Even if the Baleful Aura devours endlessly, it has only unlocked three seals so far.”

“Besides, this battle won’t last long.”

“In terms of total volu, what it can devour in a short ti is only a tiny fraction.”

“The Ancestor Emperor is fighting using his own national reserves.”

Chu Huaixu thought this with a hint of envy.

He now felt that players calling Qin Xuanxiao 【Background 10】 truly made sense.

“What kind of Xuanhuang Batman… Moon Country’s Bruce Wayne!”

However, he could also tell that the Ancestor Emperor was quite unaccustod to using Qin Xuanxiao’s body.

It was simply too weak for him.

How could it be this weak?

Even the Spear Heart within was only at the Pseudo-Realm.

Naturally, the Ancestor Emperor found this difficult to adapt to.

Yet deep in his heart, his desire for possession grew increasingly urgent.

After being a ghost for hundreds of years, he had once thought that waiting a bit longer didn’t matter.

But now that he had briefly regained a physical body—

it felt like an addictive poison.

He could breathe again.

He could feel his heartbeat, his pulse.

He regained sensation; his mouth could speak.

He felt the wind, the heat of flas.

Even the pain from residual shockwaves earlier felt exhilarating!

“Being alive… truly feels wonderful!”

A trace of greed flashed in the Ancestor Emperor’s eyes.

This only strengthened his resolve.

“I must win this competition. Xuánxiāo must refine the Fragnt of Xuanhuang Origin as soon as possible!”

“I… can no longer wait!”

The long spear moved.

The mont this spear technique was unleashed, even Xiahou Yue, the 【Guardian of the Nation】 on the high platform, narrowed her eyes.

“This is… the Ancestor Emperor’s signature technique!”

“Heaven-grade spear art—【Azure Moon Spanning the River】!”

It was said that back then, the spear aura resembled a cold moon stretching across a vast river, vast and boundless.

With a single strike, the flowing river had been cut and halted for ten breaths.

Yet facing this legendary Heaven-grade technique, “Xu Ziqing” showed no reaction at all.

What was all this flashy nonsense? He couldn’t even understand it!

The sword spirit only knew one thing—this strike was stronger than the previous ones.

That was all.

At this mont, golden light in the young man’s right palm grew increasingly dazzling.

The black and dark bluish-black currents around the sword thickened.

Only now did the sword spirit actively control the Baleful Aura, preventing it from devouring the nation’s fate.

Instead, it surged toward the spear aura—toward “Qin Xuanxiao”!

Seeing this, Chu Huaixu once again realized the flaw of the Bronze Sword.

The major cultivators on the high platform likely noticed it as well.

This sword, at its core, was an Evil Sword.

Having awakened after a thousand years, it had only one purpose—devour!

After being sealed on the mountain for so long, it was starving.

It would never act from the perspective of the Righteous Path.

Now that it controlled Xu Ziqing’s body, it was busy devouring the nation’s fate.

As for the outco of the competition—

it simply didn’t care.

To put it simply—

what did it have to do with the sword?

Why should it care?

The reason it now redirected the Baleful Aura toward “Qin Xuanxiao” was purely because the sword spirit found the Ancestor Emperor unpleasant.

A ghost and an Evil Sword—both arrogant by nature—naturally clashed.

The reason the Bronze Sword was suitable for conquering the 【Origin Spirit Realm】 was because that small world within was both real and illusory.

The ancient trees Chu Huaixu had broken earlier would regenerate in monts.

In such a half-real, half-illusory world, it could not devour.

Thus, within it, the Baleful Aura could only devour cultivators from Kunlun Grotto-Heaven.

It didn’t matter if it was disobedient—because it would have no choice.

Every beast had its own way of being restrained.

This was the way to restrain the Evil Sword.

The Ancestor Emperor had clearly realized this long ago, which was why he allowed it to devour the nation’s fate.

But he hadn’t expected that the sword would suddenly stop feasting and turn its attention toward him instead.

The spear aura stretched across the sky, forming a blazing violet fla bridge.

The violent and domineering power it contained struck fear into all who beheld it.

“Xu Ziqing” held the Bronze Sword and once again casually—truly casually—swung a strike forward.

The blade t the “bridge.”

He stepped forward through the air.

With each step he took, the bridge collapsed inch by inch.