"The term ’Cangming’ was coined to distinguish it from Earth, just recently."
"In the span of a century, ninety-three floods, eighty-seven droughts, fifty-eight earthquakes, forty-six windstorms, seventy-two hailstorms, sixty-five locust plagues, thirty-nine frost and snow disasters, and twenty-five pandemics occurred."
"Under my protection, the human race has grown to four hundred million."
"I... want the seeds of hybrid rice."
"When I speak, it becos the cause. The sword in my hand is the effect!"
"Sinking into the mire of life, with an unsatisfied heart yet hesitant to move forward. Choosing a simple way to deal with problems, and then spending the rest of life regretting, has beco your instinct."
"You waste, your cowardice opens my eyes."
Thanks to Toma Ran, Wan Haihao wasn’t killed on the spot and gradually recovered from severe injuries.
Upon waking, he finally understood all the actions Lin Qiubai had taken before.
In the Fourth Realm of the Seven Vortex Swordsmanship, the realm of ’Dao’ requires understanding one’s heart, eliminating doubt and confusion, unifying knowledge and action, pursuing it throughout life, and implenting it consistently!
Lin Qiubai’s ’Dao’ is the Sword Master’s Dao!
The responsibility for the prosperity and thriving of the race rests on his shoulders!
As the Sword Master, who has wielded the progression of civilization and protected the human race for years, his pride has seeped into his bones and soul.
But this pride, Wan Haihao does not dislike.
Indeed...
He deeply admires it.
He reflects that he cannot achieve Lin Qiubai’s level, yet the similarity between them is undeniable!
Lin Qiubai is the Sword Master.
Wan Haihao...
What is he?
Wan Haihao grinned: "Actually, I really want to be soone like Brother Ran..."
"To protect my compatriots, resist disasters, stabilize order, and safeguard national developnt."
"Even if I can’t reach such a level..."
Soone like also has the right to protect everyone, right?
Wan Haihao steps forward.
In his movent, he exudes so of the deanor of the Sword Master, calm and composed, steady and assured.
Every mont, a strand of azure light erges, swirling around Wan Haihao.
This is spirituality wildly deriving.
Wan Haihao’s soul and Lin Qiubai’s Sword Spirit, Sword Remains, and Sword Dao are mutually generating and integrating, resonating together.
With a step forward, Wan Haihao, full of ambition, manifests the mighty spirit of the Second Realm of Swordsmanship.
Another step forward.
The majesty and Montum Field of the Third Realm of Swordsmanship broke through the Telekinesis barrier that Su Qiangwei had never removed.
"Not enough! This is still not enough!"
Wan Haihao clearly feels that rely relying on this level of power is not enough to defeat the Red Rock Giant!
"The Sword Master’s ’Dao’ is responsibility!"
"And my ’Dao’..."
"Is protection!"
In a blink, Wan Haihao crossed the three major barriers of the Sword Dao, directly reaching the Fourth Realm!
Wan Haihao knows clearly, weighing himself accurately.
This is not his strength.
It’s borrowing the Sword Master’s strength in the highly resonant state of the soul.
The burden of this sword is impossible for his physical and ntal strength to bear!
After this sword, he himself...
Will surely die!
An azure Spirit Sword imprinted with seven vortex patterns appears in Wan Haihao’s palm.
Even knowing the consequences, but...
Wan Haihao has already made up his mind.
After experiencing all this, he has recognized his true nature and true heart, no longer bewildered!
"This ti, I won’t be cowardly again!"
"Even small figures can shine..."
Whispering softly, Wan Haihao grips the Spirit Sword in his hand, ready to trade life for life and finish off that Red Rock Giant.
Even, incidentally, kill the arrogant and insolent White Mane!
Just as Wan Haihao prepared to swing his sword, he suddenly felt a lightness in his hand.
"Waste, I’ve said it many tis."
The azure Spirit Sword appeared in Lin Qiubai’s hand.
"Don’t sully my sword."
"How could I let soone who helps find the ’Perfect Sword’ opponent go to you?"
Unnoticed, that proud man had already flown into the sky.
At this mont, Lin Qiubai, high above, looked down at the Red Rock Giant.
His left hand’s azure Spirit Sword is pointed at the sky, his deanor calm, yet his actions are crisp and decisive, without the slightest sluggishness, ready to unleash a full-strength sword to completely shatter the Red Rock Giant!
"No!"
Wan Haihao’s eyes were bloodshot.
The Sword Master’s words are hard to hear, but he has long been accustod to them, even able to clearly feel unobstructed admiration in the other’s words.
But...
In this state, he can feel it, with only remnants of Lin Qiubai’s soul, after taking that sword from his hands...
Will die!
He will surely die!
There is no other possibility!
Wan Haihao’s mind went blank, and the deep blue spiritual light around him flickered incessantly.
He took a step forward, breaking the sound barrier with speed, instantly crossing hundreds of ters to also appear in the air beside Lin Qiubai.
Wan Haihao instinctively reached out and grasped that azure Spirit Sword.
Lin Qiubai’s sword had already swung halfway.
Intense pain like soul tearing engulfed Wan Haihao’s heart, his expression distorted, veins bulged on his forehead, bloodshot densely covering his eyes.
Yet, he firmly grasped the sword handle, and together with Lin Qiubai unleashed that ultimate sword!
Buzz!
A pure vortex-shaped azure sword aura surged forth, filling the space between heaven and earth!
Nothing can withstand the might of this sword!
What Red Rock Giant!
What Demon Mountain’s grey mist!
All are like dirt, unable to resist a single strike!
Under this sword aura, all obstructions were instantly shattered!
The Red Rock Giant, initially imposing strong pressure, faced this sword, and was directly split into two halves, with sliced surfaces as smooth as mirrors, clearly revealing its internal structure!
After cleaving the Red Rock Giant, the azure sword light continued its montum, breaking through the endless grey mist and sweeping across the skies above Lotus City, illuminating the world!
In the sky, a blue sun seed to rise!
The grey mist churned non-stop, the airwaves rolled, almost destabilizing everyone’s footing.
In the oppressive air, a cool and refreshing breeze drifted in.
Zhu Hanyi looked up dazedly, gazing at the sword scar spreading through the grey mist toward the distance, giving him an illusion that even the sky could be split by this sword.
"Seven Vortex Swordsmanship..."
He tightly grips the Rain Boiling Sword, an invisible fla blazing fiercely in his eyes: "A great man must live this way!"
Outside Lotus City, the warriors and logistics personnel watched in astonishnt as well.
This sword aura, although stronger and harsher than the previous night’s, more dramatic in its expression, still maintained its essential nature unchanged.
Almost without bothering their brain cells, the figures of Lin Qiubai instinctively erged in everyone’s mind.
Everyone knew, Lin Qiubai was powerful.
But no one knew he could be powerful to this extent!
Everyone remained silent.
After a long ti, an elderly voice ca through the communication channel of the tactical vehicle.
"Even the Lotus City Demon Mountain incident, which could barely be dealt with using the nation’s power, cannot withstand Mr. Lin’s one sword..."
The speaker, this elderly gentleman, is nearly a century old.
Although retired, he is indeed one of the few in Earth Civilization who can equally address Lin Qiubai as ’Mr.’
After today, everyone finally genuinely understood the weight of the words ’Sword Master.’
What is Sword Master?
Even disaster bows to him!
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