He clearly felt the power of these transcendent sword spirits, which were quite terrifying. But this didn't an he was going to hesitate; the more challenging it was, the greater the reward was for him.
At present, only four Transcendent sword spirits had awakened, yet the pressure they exerted was already overwhelming. They hovered silently in the void, positioned at different angles around him, faint silhouettes ford of pure sword power rather than physical shape.
Each one radiated an entirely different sword rule.
One was tyrannical and domineering, its intent heavy and oppressive, as if every strike sought to crush heaven and earth alike.
Another was sharp yet invisible, like it was in another world.
The third one was cold and had similarities with his lunar rule, but it contained the intent of death.
The last was ancient and boundless, calm on the surface yet unfathomably deep, yet containing annihilation within it.
Four swords.
Four wills.
Four paths of transcendence.
They did not speak. They did not need to.
The mont Apollo steadied his stance, their combined sword energy locked onto him, the pressure multiplying instantly. The Sword Tomb trembled as if anticipating a cataclysmic clash.
Apollo exhaled slowly.
His Eternal Sword Rule unfurled once more, no longer restrained. It expanded like an invisible sea, calm yet vast, welcoming the challenge rather than resisting it.
"So let's see how far I can go..."
He was determined and ready to face any challenges, as he felt the power of the transcendent spirits. Each of these transcendent spirits was unique and had a deep essence of sword rules within them.
To understand them, he had to force them to submission, as it was like a test of the swordsn.
If he cannot defeat the true spirit of the transcendent sword, how could he dare to beco a true transcendent swordsman?
A sharp sound sliced through the air.
Swish.
His sword moved.
In the sa instant, all four Transcendent sword spirits reacted, as if sharing a single will. Sword energy erupted in unison, four different rules of the swords colliding as they launched their attacks simultaneously.
The void fractured.
His eternal sword rule clashed with the four transcendent sword rules, creating a mysterious phenonon of sword rules independent of the world.
The clash did not end in a single exchange.
Apollo forcefully held back their combined assault, but the violent collision sent shockwaves through his body. His internal organs trembled violently, and blood spilt from his lips once more.
Yet the sword spirits showed no intention of stopping.
Their sword energy only grew sharper and more ruthless, surging forward again as if determined to grind him down completely.
Apollo was pushed back, but he didn't feel fear; instead, this pressure brought him excitent. His eternal sword rule resonates with it.
And its aura surged, climbing at a terrifying pace as the foundations he had laid in the past ca roaring back to life.
The countless sword rules he had comprehended before—fragnts, concepts, half-laws, and complete intents—interlocked and echoed within him. What had once been separate paths now converged, reinforcing one another and flowing into the Eternal Sword Rule like tributaries into an endless river.
His newly ford eternal rule at the early fourth layer started to stabilise and beco stronger and sturdier.
The strength of his sword rule also started to subtly change as slowly and steadily he seed to perfectly hold the attack of the four true transcendent swords.
They continued to fight for days; even Apollo seed to forget the ti. Maybe it was weeks or months.
Ti lost all aning within the Sword Tomb.
Apollo himself no longer knew how long he had been fighting. Blood had dried and cracked on his robes countless tis, only to be replaced by fresh wounds. Yet with every clash, his sword rule grew more refined, more complete—shedding impurities under relentless pressure.
Little by little, the balance shifted.
Finally—
Boom!
Apollo forcefully established his Eternal Sword Rule in its entirety. The invisible instability vanished, replaced by absolute dominance. His sword energy surged like a boundless tide, crushing outward with thunderous might.
He did not hesitate.
Seizing the fleeting opening, he struck.
A single, decisive counter—swift, rciless, and overflowing with authority—slamd into the four transcendent swords.
"This… is finally my win!"
Bang! Clanggg!
The deafening collision shook the deepest region of the Sword Tomb as transcendent sword spirits were forced back for the first ti.
Imdiately the aura around the four transcendent spirit swords seed to dim quite a lot; clearly they seed to have lost.
Apollo then calmly moved forward, and slowly the four swords ca flying above him.
Ssss…
They seed to suddenly start breaking down and turned into dust, which seed to turn into mysterious sword energy. The mysterious energy seed to stir his soul and mind.
Apollo did not hesitate.
He opened himself fully and started to absorb every bit of mysterious sword essence.
The mont the sword energy entered his body, his mind reeled.
His consciousness seed to drift as boundless enlightennt surged forth. Countless insights—sharp, profound, and ancient—poured into his soul. Each fragnt carried the essence of a transcendent sword: its will, its path, its countless battles, and the ultimate truths it had once grasped.
He remained standing like a statue for days; only after understanding all the truth of these four swords did he open his eyes.
The eternal sword rule around him spiked like thunder for a mont; he opened his eyes, but he seed to instantly control it.
After absorbing the essence, his aura beca stronger and steady. His cultivation also seed to have improved a bit, as he seed to have reached the peak of the early-stage eternal god realm.
His eyes glowed with excitent, as this sword tomb was the best place for him, who didn't have any bottleneck, as not only could he improve his understanding of sword rules, but also it seed he could improve his cultivation.
After this he looked at the deeper place of the sword tomb that seed to be covered in powerful sword energy with excitent. He wanted to know what kind of level he would be able to reach until he reached his limit.
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