C13 Then My Sword Can be Called Sword Immortal

Liu Zhen lamented, "What a shame Mo Qi has vanished from our reach!"

Mu Shuangling added, "She has been a cunning aide to our Sword Sect for years. Escaping from our grasp is a testament to her skill."

"Even though the Sword Sect left her gravely wounded, without witnessing her demise, we will never be at peace."

Liu Zhen shared, "I've heard she had a daughter, Xiao Qiu, a mere twelve-year-old with no remarkable talent or cultivation. Mo Qi took her from the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, and after her sword essence shattered, she perished. Xiao Qiu's fate remains unknown, but she's likely fallen prey to the wilds by now."

Mu Shuangling declared, "We must find that girl! She carries Mo Qi's bloodline and could be transformed into a sword slave for the Sword Sect!"

Liu Zhen was about to agree when suddenly, a chilling wind swept through!

"Hmm?"

They turned their gaze forward and saw a striking figure emerge.

Barefoot on the crimson earth, her delicate feet arched like rolling hills. Her silver-blue battle dress, slit high, revealed her lustrous, straight legs, contrasting the hardness of her silver armor with the softness of her flowing gown.

Her lifted amber eyes sparkled like enticing peach blossoms, yet within their depths lurked a terrifying chill.

She exuded the regal coldness of an empress.

She emerged from the Land of Sanguinity, each step a mesmerizing illusion.

In her hand, she wielded a golden sword, her grip reminiscent of someone familiar.

"Mo Qi!

"No, that's not right! It's merely a resemblance! You're not her! Nor her daughter! Who are you?!" Liu Zhen cried out.

Sushang remained silent, her hand lifting the gleaming golden sword.

The sword had yet to be drawn, yet the sword Qi already filled the heavens, the space around them quivering.

Such sword Qi sent shivers down Mu Shuangling's spine, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Liu Zhen was already coughing up blood!

"Who are you?!" Mu Shuangling demanded.

Sushang, her face a mask of serene elegance, devoid of joy or sorrow, grasped the sword hilt and murmured, "Sun Showing Sword, unsheathe!"

With a hiss, a sword cry that could shake the world echoed around them.

As Sushang drew her sword, the world seemed to turn to ash. The sword Qi severed all spiritual essence, and in that moment, the Sun Showing Sword became one with the wind, clouds, and the very earth itself.

Thud!

Liu Zhen collapsed, blood streaming from every orifice, utterly powerless against his Deification third level.

He realized in horror that this mysterious woman possessed a cultivation base of at least the Tribulation Passing stage, a terrifying force he had only felt from the mightiest in the Holy Land.

Their power gap spanned an entire realm!

Fear gripped Mu Shuangling, a warrior who had never known fear until this day.

That sword, that sword Qi, it was as if it hailed from beyond the skies!

"Do you seek to destroy the Sword Sect? Reveal yourself!" Mu Shuangling's eyes were nearly bursting.

"You claim to be of the Sword Sect?"

"Then let my blade be known as the Sword Immortal!"

Sushang unleashed a sword Qi, plain yet lethal.

Mu Shuangling drew his Shaking Spirit Heavenly Sword, but doubt clouded his heart.

He knew he was destined to lose the moment the Sun Showing Sword made its appearance, even without a fight.

The sword Qi of the Sun Showing Sword erupted into a dawn-like brilliance, overwhelming Mu Shuangling. The dreadful sword intent tore Liu Zhen asunder, scattering his soul to the winds.

"Who are you?!"

"Death is your final resting place. Would knowing my identity slow its arrival?"

"We bear no ill will towards you!"

"Too many words for one at death's door."

"You!"

Choking with rage, Mu Shuangling realized escape was impossible. He summoned his full might, unleashing the Shaking Spirit Sword Technique without restraint.

The sword Qi transformed into a dragon, lunging at Sushang. Amidst the dawn's light, the Sun Showing Sword's intent was timeless, sweeping the Land of Sanguinity's Mahayana Fate into its maelstrom.

Boom!

An explosive sound marked the end.

Blood rained down upon the forest below.

Mu Shuangling of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land's Sword Sect had met his end.

...

"Good heavens!"

"Our Fate... it's been stolen!"

"The Young Master is awakening his bloodline!"

"What in the world is happening?"

...

To the north of the Land of Sanguinity, Qu Jiangxuan, the Vast Dragon Clan's Young Master, was catalyzing his bloodline.

Unsatisfied with his tenth place in the Heaven Ranking, he sought to enhance his bloodline's potency by harnessing the Ancestral Dragon's Great Dao Bone in conjunction with the Fate of this hundred-thousand-year-old Forbidden Land.

However, in the final moments, the destiny of the forbidden area was plundered!

The ceremony was disrupted, the flow of destiny insufficient, leading to Qu Jiangxuan's failed integration with the sword, and he coughed up blood from his internal wounds!

Several powerhouses of the Vast Dragon Clan were incensed.

"Damn it all!

"Who dares to interfere with this young master!"

Qu Jiangxuan, humiliated and enraged, was murderous.

Then, suddenly!

The dawn's light cascaded from the heavens, enveloping half the firmament, as an endless sword intent radiated an aura of supremacy.

Amidst the brilliant golden rays, a slender, striking figure wielding a sword appeared. Her hair danced in the wind, and she stood like a war deity.

"The force of dawn, the craft of the cosmos, the Immortal Sword, the Sun Showing Sword!"

"In this world, there is but one sword that, upon being drawn, summons the force of dawn—the Sun Showing Sword!"

"My heavens, is that the Sun Showing Sword?!"

"The second-place reward of the Heaven Ranking is the Sun Showing Sword, isn't it? And its wielder is none other than the Great Beginning White Tiger Immortal Body, Sushang!"

...

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Qu Jiangxuan's face twisted in rage. Sushang's swordplay had inadvertently swept up the ceremony at the Land of Sanguinity, transforming it into sword intent and shattering his bloodline enhancement ritual. He was seething.

"Dragon Avatar!"

"Your servant heeds your call!"

An elder, grasping his intent, stepped forward, his figure tensing as he prepared to confront the situation.

Sushang's gaze fell upon him.

Her demeanor was cool as she lifted the Sun Showing Sword, its intent surging forth.

The Dragon Avatar halted in his tracks, a bead of sweat tracing his brow.

The might of the Immortal Sword was fearsome!

Surely he wouldn't dare to engage in battle?

This woman, at the Tribulation Crossing Stage, was his equal!

Now he found himself trapped between action and inaction...

The Dragon Avatar gulped, his mind racing.

Sushang was ready to draw her sword!

At that moment!

"Why bother with him? Let's leave."

Xie Feng beckoned her.

"Yes, Master!"

At his word, Sushang gracefully sheathed her sword and stepped back, the dawn's light fading as the pair vanished without a trace.

The sky was left pristine, as if licked clean by a dog.

The Dragon Avatar stood there, agape.

Master?

She was the second-ranked of the Heaven Ranking!

Technically, with the top rank shrouded in mystery, she was the mightiest known being!

The Great Beginning White Tiger Immortal Body!

An Almighty being of the Tribulation Crossing Stage!

And yet, she was so compliant, so deferential to another's command?

"What sort of person could possibly command the Great Beginning White Tiger!"

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The Dragon Avatar coughed in fright.

Qu Jiangxuan's expression darkened further, his thoughts inscrutable.

His mood shifted like the changing sky...

"Back to the clan!"

Qu Jiangxuan snapped, flinging his sleeves in fury.

A thousand miles away.

A woman sat atop a tree trunk, cradling her cheek, her long, pale legs swinging leisurely, her mood light.

Qiuye!

Her eyes sparkled with mirth.

"You've done me a great favor this time.

"Much appreciated~"

...

Elsewhere.

A figure emerged from the cover of trees, clad in black, with jet-black hair and a striking visage. He stood tall, his presence serene—it was Chu Shanjun, the Holy Son of the Inclined Sunset Sect!

"This sword is truly remarkable. Its only flaw is that, despite the Immortal Sword's strength, it lacks any techniques. It requires further cultivation!

"However...

"While Zhaoyang is splendid, the setting sun is inevitable!

"Are you a match for me? Or perhaps it's the one you stand behind who should be my true adversary?

"With that thought...

"I find myself unexpectedly eager to encounter you both!"