Chapter 225 Those who are virtuous will find many helpers.
To allow the Innate Sword Dao to be born, the Origin of Heaven and Earth spared no effort in granting it a power boost.
It repeatedly enhanced its power, ensuring that it not only remained unharmed during the Heavenly Tribulation but also grew stronger with each passing day. Just as it was about to overcome the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation and be fully born into the world, merging with Heaven and Earth, the Heavenly Dao could no longer tolerate the Origin of Heaven and Earth's actions of constantly granting the Innate Sword Dao power boosts and disrupting fairness.
Therefore, it secretly strengthened the Heavenly Tribulation, manifesting a trace of Heavenly Punishment power to restore the situation to what it considered the fairest level.
"Swoosh!"
A beam of purple light flew from the Emperor's Shadow's eyes, carrying the power of Heavenly Punishment, annihilating the void and shattering the Great Dao. In an instant, it arrived beside the Innate Sword Dao, shattering its newly reconstructed sword body once more.
That was the light of the Nine Heavens Tribulation, a divine light formed by gathering billions of thunderbolts and fusing numerous tribulations.
Containing the power of Yin and Yang, possessing the authority to command all calamities, capable of creating and destroying all things, it is the supreme achievement of the Innate Thunder Dao.
It is also the foundation of the Heavenly Dao's command over all things, the basis for punishing all things, and one of the Heavenly Dao's strongest offensive methods.
Rumble!
Terrifying power raged, as if the universe were collapsing and the Great Dao was crumbling, a scene of the end of the world.
Even with the assistance of countless Daoist principles, the Innate Sword Dao still struggled frantically in the calamity light, unable to reconstruct its sword body. Its radiance dimmed, and its innate Daoist principles faded.
At this moment, it was not regressing to the Acquired Sword Dao, but truly shattering!
The power of the Nine Heavens Calamity Light far exceeded Feng Zichen's imagination, incomparably strong. It was intended to directly destroy the Innate Sword Dao, wanting to make it completely disappear from the primordial world, erasing all traces of its existence.
At this moment, Feng Zichen truly panicked. The Innate Sword Dao contained his life's blood and sweat, concerning his future path. If it were destroyed like this, his loss would be immense.
Growing increasingly anxious, Feng Zichen gradually calmed down. Countless flashes of inspiration and sparks of wisdom ignited in his mind, and in an instant, he devised a feasible method.
First, he secretly mobilized the power of the World Tree, briefly raising his strength to the Quasi-Saint level. Then, he shouted into the void:
"Fellow Daoists, if the Innate Sword Dao is established, boundless fortune will gather and immeasurable merit will descend."
"Therefore, today, I, Zichen, humbly request the assistance of all sword cultivators to establish the Innate Sword Dao in the primordial world, to open a new path for all beings, and to jointly create a golden age of swordsmanship!"
"I hope that all sword cultivators of the primordial world will lend a helping hand to the Innate Sword Dao and help it overcome the heavenly tribulation!"
This voice was grand, resounding throughout the primordial world, clearly reaching the ears of every living being, causing them to look towards the North Sea.
There were many, even numerous, sword masters in the primordial world.
They might not have a concept of swordsmanship in their hearts, but through long practice, they would all develop their own insights into the swords they wielded.
These insights formed the foundation of the Innate Sword Dao, nourishing its growth. If these insights were absorbed, the Innate Sword Dao would undoubtedly advance further, becoming more complete.
At that point, what would a mere Nine Heavens Tribulation be!
Gathering the wisdom of all sword cultivators in the primordial world, adding bricks and tiles to the Innate Sword Dao, continuously perfecting it, and breaking through the heavenly tribulation in one fell swoop—this was the method Feng Zichen conceived.
How could he, alone, perfect the Innate Sword Dao? Only by gathering the power of many could it be completely perfected and established in the primordial world.
After all, the Innate Sword Dao was not Feng Zichen's path alone, but the path of all living beings in the primordial world.
If this path were perfected, not only would he benefit, but countless living beings in the primordial world would also benefit simultaneously.
As expected, as Feng Zichen's words fell, countless sword intents rose within the primordial world, carrying numerous insights into the sword path, surging into the Innate Sword Path.
These were the profound understandings of the swordsmen of the primordial world regarding their own swords.
These masters, though their attained innate path was not the Innate Sword Path, were accompanied by their swords, which protected their Dao bodies as they grew.
They used swords as weapons to slay powerful enemies, uphold the Great Dao, and step by step reach the pinnacle.
While they didn't regard their swords as their very lives, they held a unique sentiment towards them.
Now, someone had stepped forward, creating something from nothing in the primordial world, forcefully opening the Innate Sword Path. For countless sword cultivators of the primordial world, boundless fortune had gathered, opening a gate to heaven!
Such a momentous event, benefiting countless sword cultivators and themselves, how could they, as members of the sword cultivator community, remain indifferent? How could they not step forward?
Therefore, they acted!
Raising their swords, they infused them with their own understanding of the sword, and with a thunderous slash towards the North Sea!
That sword strike was dazzling, its radiance spreading throughout the universe!
That sword strike contained their yearning for the Innate Sword Path and their determination to establish it!
Rumble!
The dazzling sword light, carrying unparalleled power, fiercely slashed into the tribulation light, annihilating the tribulation light that enveloped the Innate Sword Path.
Instantly, the surrounding void was cleared!
Afterwards, the dazzling sword light exploded and dispersed, transforming into countless strands of innate light, merging with the Innate Sword Path.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
After a violent tremor, the Innate Sword Path also shattered into countless strands of innate light, scattering throughout the heavens and earth.
"Hmm?"
"What's going on?" This sudden turn of events was unexpected even for Feng Zichen. How could the Innate Sword Dao shatter so suddenly?
Just as he was wondering, another change occurred. The scattered innate radiance in the world suddenly recondensed, transforming into innate runes once more.
However, this time, the innate runes were no longer eighty-one, but two hundred and forty!
With the help of countless primordial sword cultivators, the Innate Sword Dao further evolved, and the innate runes that formed its foundation changed from eighty-one to two hundred and forty, making it more perfect and closer to the innate Dao naturally present in the primordial world.
At the same time, its power was also enhanced like never before!
Boom!
It seemed as if the entire primordial world was shaking, radiating terrifying power. The two hundred and forty innate runes converged, transforming into a colossal sword.
The innate Dao flowed across the sword, releasing boundless sword intent, vast and mighty.
Its size was unbelievable; simply lying in the air, it blocked out the light, plunging the North Sea into darkness.
The giant sword, barely formed, spun wildly, slashing towards the emperor's shadow in the air.
Crack!
As the giant sword swept through, a massive rift tore open in the void, stretching for countless miles, seemingly splitting heaven and earth apart, making the entire North Sea clearly visible.
Within that void rift was absolute darkness, the purest darkness, devoid of anything, seemingly capable of devouring one's soul.
(End of Chapter)