Time flew by.
A month had passed.
Han Xuanji opened his eyes, and wisps of supreme Sword Intent, like crashing waves, dispersed the clouds for thousands of miles.
He hadn't been idle these days; his cultivation had improved significantly, but more of his energy was focused on comprehending the Dao of the Sword.
He had thoroughly integrated all the Sword Dao Legacies he had obtained from signing in over the years.
Such as the Flying Immortal Sword Art, Soaring Sky Swordplay, Demon Suppression Sword Art, Green Lotus Sword Art, and the peerless Sword Arts he had acquired from signing in at the Shu Mountain Sword Sect and various Holy Lands. Building on this foundation, he finally comprehended his own Dao of the Sword.
He named it Profound Heaven Sword Dao.
Profound, before Heaven.
Meaning his Dao of the Sword was higher than Heaven!
"Buzz!"
All the Cultivators of the Kunlun Immortal Sect could feel a world-shaking Sword Intent emerging. The swords in their hands erupted with an endless clangor.
That Sword Intent was not merely sharp; it contained a vast Concept that transcended all things and looked down upon the firmament.
"Oh my God! This… what kind of terrifying Sword Intent is this?"
Throughout the Sect, countless Disciples were greatly shaken, and those with weaker cultivation even found it difficult to breathe.
Their swords hummed lowly, as if expressing reverence.
Some speculated that someone had comprehended a peerless Dao of the Sword.
Others guessed that a supreme Immortal Sword had emerged.
Amidst the various speculations.
Soon, the day of the Kunlun Sword Discussion arrived.
On this day.
At the peak of Kunlun.
A massive platform hung above a ten-thousand-zhang cliff, surrounded by fierce, knife-like gale winds, making it impossible for ordinary Cultivators to stand there.
Today, however, it became the center of attention for the Nine Provinces.
In the Void Realm around the platform, countless Divine Thoughts, some clear, some faint, intertwined and circled. These were top Cultivators from all over the Nine Provinces, all holding their breath, awaiting the arrival of the two protagonists.
Immortal Master Yu Chen, Lingyun Taoist, Wind Leisurely Master, and other high-ranking Kunlun officials stood on a floating jade platform, their expressions varied, nervously watching the center of the arena.
Lu Fan, Li Taiqing, and others observed the battle from a more distant location.
With a clear sword cry, seemingly from beyond the Nine Heavens, it instantly tore through the solidified gale winds.
A profound figure, stepping on an invisible staircase, slowly approached from the horizon.
Han Xuanji's steps were unhurried, his robes fluttering in the strong wind, yet he showed no signs of distress.
Instead, he exuded an indescribable sense of freedom and composure.
His face was calm, his eyes deep, as if he were merely attending an ordinary tea party.
However, the moment he stepped onto the center of the Sword Discussion Platform, the entire platform seemed to sink slightly, and even the howling gale winds paused for a moment.
And almost at the same time, another figure suddenly descended.
There was no grand display of power, only an ultimate pure Sword Intent, suddenly appearing at the other end of the Sword Discussion Platform.
Sword Without Dust, dressed in a black tight-fitting suit, stood tall like a solitary peak, his face stern, his eyes as sharp as a sword blade tempered with ten thousand years of cold ice, devoid of any worldly Aura. He was like a peerless divine sword piercing the firmament.
His gaze fell on Han Xuanji, carrying scrutiny.
All the Cultivators' eyes were focused on the two figures standing opposite each other.
[Sword Without Dust: Ascension Realm Perfection, the most outstanding Disciple of Qingyun Sword Palace in a thousand years, Disciple of the Three-Realm Sword Immortal Heavenly Heart Sword Immortal. Qingyun Sword Palace dispatched him to the Lower Realm to resist the Demon Race. Knowing your Aptitude, he developed a strong interest in you and intends to fight you. If your Aptitude is good, he plans to recruit you into Qingyun Sword Palace.]
Disciple of a Three-Realm Sword Immortal?
Han Xuanji secretly nodded. It seemed the other party had some strength; otherwise, he wouldn't have been entrusted with such a heavy responsibility.
He wondered what level his Two-Realm Sword Immortal was equivalent to?
Han Xuanji's expression was calm, his Aura contained like an abyss. Sword Without Dust observed him for a long time.
He found that he couldn't see through the other party.
This child is not simple!
"My name is Sword Without Dust, from Qingyun Sword Palace. I inherit the 'Heavenly Heart Sword Dao'. I heard that Your Excellency's Dao of the Sword is profound, so I came for a meeting."
Sword Without Dust spoke, his voice clear like a sword cry, piercing through the wind and clearly reaching everyone's ears.
His words inadvertently revealed a hint of solemnity.
Han Xuanji nodded slightly, his gaze calm and unmoving:
"I am Han Xuanji, please."
No excessive courtesies, no passionate declarations of Battle Intent.
A single word, "Please," like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly broke the silence at the peak of Kunlun!
"Buzz—!"
Sword Without Dust moved!
He did not draw his sword; he merely pointed his fingers like a sword and lightly tapped in the direction of Han Xuanji!
In an instant, the Heaven and Earth changed color!
The vast Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi at the peak of Kunlun Mountain frantically gathered, condensing into a giant pillar of light spanning the Heaven and Earth at his fingertips.
Where the sword tip pointed, space shattered inch by inch like fragile glass!
A vast and majestic, terrifying Sword Intent, as if executing Heaven's punishment, descended with a roar!
This was the first form of "Heavenly Heart Sword Dao" — Heavenly Punishment!
It drew upon the power of Heaven and Earth, transforming into the Sword of Heavenly Dao, judging all things!
That terrifying pressure had already made the faces of countless Cultivators watching the battle turn pale. Those with slightly weaker cultivation even staggered backward, their Qi and blood churning.
They now understood why this person could be the "Person of Tribulation", because he possessed such ability!
Immortal Master Yu Chen and others' pupils constricted, their hearts filled with shock.
The power of this sword far exceeded the scope of an ordinary Ascension Realm. Was this the method of a Prodigy from the Upper Realm?
In their hearts,
Facing this world-destroying sword, Han Xuanji remained still.
Only when the ear-splitting shriek of tearing space became deafening did he slowly raise his right hand.
There was no earth-shattering Aura explosion.
He merely pointed his fingers like a sword and lightly drew a line against the giant light sword that spanned the Heaven and Earth.
His movement was artistic and understated, like brushing away dust from his clothes.
"Chh—!"
A faint sound, almost drowned out by the wind!
That astonishing finger strike, upon touching the invisible trajectory drawn by Han Xuanji's fingertips, disintegrated inch by inch into countless specks of light, completely dissipating!
"What?"
Sword Without Dust's pupils suddenly constricted. Although this move did not use his full power, it showed enough respect, yet it was so casually… erased by the other party?
He didn't even understand how his opponent did it.
This feeling was just like when he was fighting his Master.
"Impossible…"
Sword Without Dust shook his head. Naturally, he wouldn't believe that the person in front of him was a Three-Realm Sword Immortal like his Master.
"Good!"
Instead of frustration, Sword Without Dust's eyes erupted with even more fervent Battle Intent.
"Indeed, you have some skill! Take another sword strike from me!"
His figure suddenly blurred, leaving behind an afterimage in his original spot.
The next moment, he appeared a hundred zhang in the air above Han Xuanji.
This time, he drew his sword!
"Clang—!"
A clear Dragon roar echoed through the Nine Heavens!
A long sword, entirely purple-gold with Dragon patterns carved on its blade, appeared in his hand.
It was precisely the Immortal Sword "Flying Dragon"!
"Heavenly Heart Sword Dao · Starfall!"
Sword Without Dust gripped his sword with both hands and fiercely slashed down towards Han Xuanji below.
As the sword strike descended, the sky behind him suddenly darkened.
Countless stellar phantoms emerged in the night sky.
Each star dragged a long, purple-gold tail flame, carrying terrifying power capable of destroying everything, like a world-ending meteor shower, hurtling towards Han Xuanji.
This was no longer a mortal sword art, but a supreme sword technique that drew upon the power of the stars in the universe!
Under the shroud of the sword's momentum, the space at the entire peak of Kunlun seemed to freeze.
"Good sword art."
Han Xuanji's voice rang out.
The next second.
Sword Without Dust's expression changed drastically, and his sword-holding hand trembled uncontrollably.
He saw an exceptionally terrifying scene.
The Heaven and Earth spun, and he arrived in a world full of Sword Qi.
Here, the sun, moon, and stars seemed to be mere backdrops.