...
[I am weary of everything within the Demon Sword, and suddenly I understand the true aning of "pain" that Ah Feng comprehended...]
[Since the world is so painful.]
[Why not—]
[End it!]
[End all pain!]
...
Ning Xunqiu picked up the pen, hesitating in his heart.
In front, in the Celestial Derivation Volu, "Returning Void Heaven," "Modo Realm," "Sea Heaven Realm," "Dark Star Realm," "Wanhua Realm" have all completely copied his soul once.
In the Returning Void Heaven, although Ning Xunqiu shared his mories and talents, Zhou Dingtian did not transmit the "Lifebound Spiritual Soldier: Great Sage Equal to Heaven" and his emotions back, he was unable to empathize.
In Wanhua Realm, Li Yanzhi, he was even more unable to empathize.
But this Dark Star Realm, Ning Wushuang, inherited his "Sword Demon Heart Eye," he repeatedly picked up the "Demon Sword," feeling endless pain.
Ning Xunqiu took a deep breath, activated the Divine Technique "One Qi Transford into the Three Pristine Ones," extracted that strand of "Spiritual Thought" belonging to the Demon Sword.
[In the depths of mystery, I obtain a strand of "Spiritual Thought," and from it I comprehend the Dharma Gate, beginning to embark on the path of cultivation with the "sword."]
[Do you want to use 298 points of Fortune permanently to rewrite this segnt of life?]
"What?!"
Ning Xunqiu was shocked, looking at the Fortune.
[Fortune: 257/468.]
His Fortune was insufficient.
Ning Xunqiu found the life when he beca a small fish in the "Sea Heaven Realm," once again picked up the pen to rewrite life.
[In the depths of mystery, I obtain a strand of "Spiritual Thought," and from it I comprehend the Dharma Gate, beginning to embark on the path of cultivation.]
[Do you want to use 10 points of Fortune permanently to rewrite this segnt of life?]
"Why does the Demon Sword require 298 points of Fortune..."
Ning Xunqiu picked up the pen, thinking for a mont.
[In the depths of mystery, I obtain a strand of "Spiritual Thought."]
[Do you want to use 10 points of Fortune permanently to rewrite this segnt of life?]
Ning Xunqiu instantly realized the reason, "I comprehend the true aning of pain... I cannot change this heart that ends all pain, if I forcefully twist the heart of the Demon Sword, it requires an additional permanent use of 288 points of Fortune."
"So, the so-called true aning of pain is actually—Absolute Will of the Sword Dao?!!"
Ning Xunqiu’s throat felt dry, an ominous feeling surged within his heart.
The Sword Dao is undoubtedly an extre and obsessive path, its level of overbearingness is sothing even a Martial Artist finds hard to reach.
On this path, you must firmly believe in your sword and conviction, akin to the Path of the Martial Lord.
This is also why Ning Xunqiu cannot progress far on the "Sword Dao."
Yet, in reality, Ning Xunqiu possesses a flexible moral boundary, he is not extre, able to compromise for people, worrying about those around him.
Ning Xunqiu deeply understands the terror of the "Power of Despair," for he is an Innate Divine·Martial Master, embedding his will into every cell, and even such unwavering martial arts will, cannot completely suppress the "Power of Despair."
At this mont, he gazed at the Celestial Derivation Volu in his hand, the despairing power within his heart surged like an undercurrent, engulfing him completely with a sense of powerlessness and agony.
However, in just an instant, this desperate force was suppressed by his "Dustless Dao Heart."
But those words have already been spoken.
"Rewrite."
[Permanently reduce 10 points of Fortune, current Fortune: 247/458]
On the Celestial Derivation Volu, lines of text began to erge.
...
[A hidden valley.]
[The land seed to be thoroughly baptized in blood, life flickered like a candle in the wind, extinguishing instantly. On the ground, severed limbs piled chaotically, resembling small hills, while the eyes on those heads still froze in the terror of death.]
[Amidst this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, only a towering figure stood proudly, tightly clutching an ancient "Bronze Sword." ]
["The legendary leader’s ’Sword of Freedom,’ possessing that world-ending, suffocating gale...," the Sword Holder slowly lowered his head, staring at the emptiness of his organs, his hands long stained with blood, his vision growing increasingly blurred.]
["Why? Why can’t I wield that suffocating gale..."]
[As the words fell, his breath ceased, his body collapsed in ruin.]
[I coldly watched everything from the sidelines. Since "Dongfang Mingyue," I haven’t exchanged a single word with anyone, rely lurking silently within the Demon Sword, devouring the souls of these "Sword Holders."]
[I’m truly exhausted now, these endless battles, when will they ever end?]
[Just at this mont, a peculiar thought suddenly surged in my mind, accompanied by a passage of scripture echoing repeatedly in my ears.]
[Could it be... my Golden Finger has awakened again?!]
[I sifted through fragnted mories.]
[Purple Bamboo Mountain Qi Cultivator, East Sea Loose Cultivator, last successor of Jade Sky Immortal Island—Loose Cultivator Qingyun.]
[It seems, another version of in this world has perished...]
[I listened to this scripture over and over again, tens of thousands of tis, finally understanding that it contained the cultivation thod of "Human Sword Transformation."]
[Its na—Qing, Tian, Da, Ri, Fen, Qi, Jing.]
[Refining Red Dust Qi, embarking on the path of cultivation, maybe, I can transform and erge?]
[It seems I’ve found sothing to do, starting to cultivate by absorbing and exhaling "Red Dust Qi" within the Demon Sword.]
[Deep within the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, the "thump thump thump" sound like the heartbeat of an ancient beast emanated from the abyss, life silently extinct, insects and birds without a sound.]
[The surrounding trees rapidly decayed, the earth revealed an appearance of desolation, and within monts, the surroundings turned into a deathly silent wasteland, leaving only eerie white bones.]
[In cultivation ti unperceived.]
[I opened up "Spiritual Acupoint Heaven and Earth," refining Qi into the thod, I returned to the "True Realm" where I first t "Dongfang Mingyue," which was empty. Suddenly, I looked up, seeing only one black star slowly spinning.]
[Turns out, the "Hidden Star" has always been here.]
[I recall why she listened to "Zhuang Xinyao’s" biased words, she knew all along she could activate the "Hidden Star," just unwilling to...]
[I looked down at myself, already transford into a black figure entwined with "Red Dust Qi." Suddenly, I opened my mouth and swallowed the "Hidden Star," sensing sothing within my heart, becoming this world’s "Celestial Mandate."]
[Upon devouring the "Hidden Star," I saw the remaining information within.]
[I finally understood the origin of the Ancient Sword Saint.]
[The "thirteen humanoid life forms" couldn’t face the "Chaos Fear" in their universe, they fled and arrived in this newly born universe, then discovered the universe’s other side "True Realm."]
[This discovery was terrifying.]
[Too much like the world where "Chaos Fear" exists.]
[Fortunately, this world’s "True Realm" is empty, without having birthed "Chaos Fear," they dared not be careless, they didn’t know if "Chaos Fear" would also be born in the "True Realm."]
[To avoid repeating their mistakes, they each began to study the "True Realm," so tried to stop the birth of "Chaos Fear," others wanted to create weapons that could protect under "Chaos Fear."]
[Or, destroy it!]
[During this process, their footprints spread throughout the universe, studying True Realm, leaving nurous writings and materials, inadvertently creating a prosperous civilization.]
[The civilizations they left behind share common inheritance, culture, language, and thought. They conquered nature, had population explosions, ventured out from their Mother Star, clashing and exchanging with other civilizations, and within a short span, technology exploded.]
[Five hundred million years later—the universe birthed thirteen Divine-level civilizations.]
[They were the creators of the thirteen Divine-level civilizations, known as the "Primordial Gods."]
[And those possessing "Star-Destroying Level" weapons were called "Gods," everything flourishing, each seeking resources to construct "Divine Bodies," "Divine Thrones," "Divine Formats."]
[A "Divine Body" is the consciousness uploaded into True Realm, achieving Eternal Life, consciousness detached from a mortal body, can construct an indestructible "Divine Body" externally; I understand it as the one controlling a "cha."]
[A "Divine Throne" is built as a Celestial Computer within True Realm, there is no cultivation thod here, consciousness can’t control such a vast "Divine Body" and "Star-Destroying Weapon." This "Divine Throne" is the initiator, control room.]
[These "Seven Stars" are the legacy left by a Primordial God during research at "Dark Titanium Elent Rare Ore 110 Stars," designed to counter "Chaos Fear" as an "Ultimate Divine Throne."]
[Thirteen "Primordial Gods" exhausted their life’s energy crafting four "Ultimate Divine Throne·Prototypes."]
[A "Divine Format" is the use of the "Ultimate Divine Throne’s" "Authority," the "Trinity" can transcend "Primordial Gods," possessing the mighty force to rewrite "True Realm," create from nothing, and ti travel.]
[The Seven-Star Divine Throne of "Dark Titanium Elent Rare Ore 110 Stars" has the power to reshape "earth-fire-water-wind," among which the giant beast is the product influenced by the Divine Throne.]
[The bloodlines awakened by the people of Dongzhou also originate from the "Seven-Star Divine Throne," but the bloodlines are incomplete. Through cultivating the "Breathing Technique," they shape their "Divine Format," taking a unique path, perfectly mastering this power.]
[But the "Divine Bodies" without Eternal Life all die of old age one by one.]
[Due to the excessive use of "Power of Heaven and Earth" by the Ancient Sword Saint and Celestial Calamity Giant Beast, the resources left behind by that "Primordial God" within the "Seven-Star Divine Throne" were lavishly exhausted within a re five thousand years.]
[And the "Hidden Star" records everything, it is actually the "Ultimate Divine Throne" created by a Primordial God, a sanctuary to escape "Chaos Fear." Yet, on one day, that supre Primordial God suddenly vanished without a trace.]
[This is not an isolated case; more than one "Primordial God" faced the sa fate.]
[Soon after, the subsequent twelve "Primordial Gods" also mysteriously disappeared in the deep recesses of the "True Realm" in a very short ti.]
[These series of events made all the "Gods" in divine-level civilizations deeply believe that the "Chaos Fear" they spoke of truly exists.]
[In the universe, it seems there is an abyssal mouth that cannot be observed, devouring the "True Realm" and "material," and everyone is unable to escape such fate.]
[That is a deep fear, indescribable...]
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