Outside of Time

Chapter 1089 The Sword Remains in the World

In the sky, there is the ancient Xia Xian.

He reached the top of Hou Tu and walked out his own path. To Hou Tu, he was like a hero. He once led Hou Tu's cultivators to open up Wang Gu.

He suppressed Wang Gu Huang Tian Shen Clan, raised the Heavenly Dao in Wang Gu, and made Hou Tu's Wan Wan Xiu walk out of the peak of his life.

In order to protect Hou Tu, to push the immortal road deeper, and to open up a higher level in the cultivator system, he and his companions had to go out of this unfamiliar starry sky.

Seeking enlightenment and seeking opportunities.

This trip lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Now, one has returned.

And the world is the newly promoted Xia Xian!

He is not as high as the former, but he has walked out his own path. To the human race, he is also a hero!

After the departure of Xuanyou Ancient Emperor, he killed the gods, suppressed other races, fought for the human race, and kept the human race in peace.

He dedicated his whole life to the human race.

In his heart, Hou Tu is not important, the myriad races are not important, only the human race is the only one!

At this moment, the two old and new Xiaxians, their eyes across the sky, stared at each other...

The sky collapsed.

The sky roared, and first there were waves like fish scales, and soon the waves became patches, until these patches were all shattered under the deafening sound.

Affecting the entire sky.

It was like a huge mandala flower blooming in the sky.

Accompanying the blooming, a vicissitudes of life and indifference voice came from the sky and echoed throughout Wanggu.

The sea of ​​Wanggu was all churning, and the hearts and minds of all Wanggu clans were trembling.

The gods below the true gods, the divine fires and even the altars, were all shaking.

Even the rare true gods...at this moment, in their respective habitats, the divine will roared.

Because...the pressure that came with the sound surpassed the peak of Xiaxian, and it seemed that there was only a trace of mist in the realm of the immortal master who was above Xiaxian and at the same level as the god master.

"It's not impossible for you to be resurrected."

When this sentence came out, Xu Qing's breathing became rapid, and the empress suddenly looked up at the sky. Her heart, which had been dead all the way, was shaken at this moment.

"Submit to me, and when I, Yu Wanggu, get what I need, break through the fog in front of me, and completely remove the status of the Immortal Lord, I will help you to truly be resurrected."

The voice rose again in the sky.

Everyone was silent.

Zhijian spoke softly.

"I grew up listening to the stories of your nine predecessors. I remember your names deeply, and your deeds are the light source in my heart.

I respect you, and even now, I still respect you."

"Master Jizun."

Zhijian said, bowed, and after he stood up, his eyes showed a sharp light at this moment, and his voice also radiated sharpness at this moment.

"But are you...really the real body of Lord Ji Zun?"

"I absolutely do not believe that the nine predecessors who came out of Houtu, suppressed the Huangtian God Clan, and opened up Wanggu, with their supreme sentiments, would fall to this point and raise the butcher knife to the younger generation for their own selfish interests."

"I don't believe it."

The voice of the Sword-wielding Emperor was decisive.

And above the sky, the black-robed old man standing in the high tower of the Heaven-level Holy Land, with an expressionless face, looked down at Wanggu, his eyes fixed on the Sword-wielding Emperor, and spoke lightly.

"Since you have come to this point and it is not easy to practice, I will say a few more words to you."

"For Wanggu and Houtu, my taking the position of the Immortal Lord is the creation of a practice system."

"This matter is of great significance, and all the efforts in the process are for a better future."

"So young man, your heart, your thoughts, and your ambitions, don't be so narrow-minded."

"The road is ruthless, and if you want to keep moving forward, then your eyes must look forward."

The voice was like thunder, echoing in Wanggu.

All beings hear, and all things know.

Some people agree with this truth, while others disagree, but in the final analysis, regarding the sudden arrival of the Holy Land, all races have finally made a judgment.

However, the things that the other party needs were previously carried out by descending to suppress and war, so it is conceivable that what he needs... may not be substantial.

It is life, blood sacrifice, death... everything is possible, and it is unknown now.

But the only thing that can be confirmed is that this matter has nothing to do with the gods.

And the other party cannot stay in the ancient world for too long.

The existence of the remnant face is far beyond his ability to fight.

So... the arrival of the Holy Land this time, combined with the previous behavior of the Yellow Level and the Black Level, further confirms the judgment.

Holding the sword and shaking his head, his eyes retracted from the sky, looking at the eight directions of the earth, looking at the direction of the human race, and spoke softly.

"My heart is narrow, because there are only human races in it."

He raised his hand, pointed the emperor sword to the sky, and the sky shook.

"My thoughts are simple, because there are only humans in it."

The wind was rising and the clouds were surging. The strong wind blew across the sky and earth, forming a storm, which turned into a vortex centered on the Sword-wielding Emperor, covering all directions and spreading rapidly.

The momentum was huge.

"My ambition is naive, because there are still only humans in it."

The Sword-wielding Emperor's eyes showed a deep light, revealing firmness and determination. The Emperor Sword in his hand was held tightly by him.

The aura on his body was erupting.

So the sky and the earth changed color, and the rumbling sound of thunder echoed throughout Wanggu.

"The road is ruthless, but the world is affectionate."

"As we keep moving forward, we look not only at the front... but also at the scenery along the way, and at the relatives and friends who accompany us."

"If I continue on this road, I will have to step on the corpses of my tribe and drink the blood of my people, then... I don't want to!"

When the Sword Emperor said the last three words, a strong light burst out from his eyes, and he suddenly raised his head and locked onto the sky.

The aura on his body surged at this moment.

The power from the lives of all the emperors and enemies absorbed by him continued to burn and explode. Even though the aura of death on him had reached its peak, this rise and burning continued.

In an instant, the vortex where the Sword Emperor was located expanded rapidly and filled an entire domain. His figure was infinitely taller at this moment, getting taller and taller, like a giant.

The Emperor Sword in his hand, which had grown larger, was slightly raised.

A vast sound came from his mouth.

"The swords I created in this life were inspired at different ages and stages."

"There are five swords in total."

"Ksitigarbha, Liekong, Tiangong, Xinghui..."

"As for this last sword, it was revealed in the battle when I was protecting Xia'er, and I thought I would never have the chance to show it."

"But today, this sword can finally be seen for the first time in the ancient times."

"This sword is called... Renjian!"

The sword holder murmured, and vaguely, ancient memories emerged in his mind.

In his memory, he saw a prosperous world.

There was no war, no gods, and countless tribes led by the ancient emperor reached the peak.

That was the prosperous world before Canmian arrived.

The sword holder sighed, raised his right hand, and dropped the sword he held into the sky.

A human sword containing fireworks rose into the sky.

Afterwards, the darkest years after Canmian came and Xuanyou Ancient Emperor left emerged in the sword holder's eyes.

Corpses everywhere, sorrow and wailing everywhere.

Dark sky, desperate human race.

That is... a desperate world.

Holding the sword bitterly, he raised his hand and waved it, and a sword of the human world that contained the despair of all living beings rushed straight to the sky!

Then, it was the difficult world after the failure of the Emperor of Dongsheng.

It was the struggling world in the era of Shengtian.

It was the revived world under the control of Jingyun.

It was the unyielding world when Daoshi was in power.

It was the chaotic world after the ten thousand years of Xuanzhan.

In the memory of the Emperor Holding the Sword, the world at every stage became a sword at this moment, shining on the sky.

Until finally, what appeared in the eyes of the Emperor Holding the Sword was the figure of Empress Lixia.

It was the rising world after she ascended the throne!

Holding the sword, he smiled.

"This is the world I protect."

His body began to blur, and the breath of death enveloped everything, drowning everything, and the sword transformed by the rising world rose up in shock.

In the sky, all the swords transformed from the human history experienced by the sword holder suddenly overlapped and gathered into a real human sword.

Under the last strength of the Sword Holder, he slashed towards the sky, slashed towards the sky, slashed towards... the holy land!

This sword split the sky, crushed everything, and the whole world roared.

It was stunning and could be called the only brilliance in the world.

If the ancient immortal was the will of heaven, then this sword was the will of man, fighting against heaven!

In an instant, he rushed out of Wanggu and touched the four earth-level holy lands that blocked the way.

The sound outside Wanggu seemed to be swallowed by nothingness, but the picture reflected in the eyes of all living beings became a last sound, enough to shake the memory of a lifetime.

The four earth-level holy lands... shook each other, and the momentum of their descent was directly interrupted, and all rolled back, vulnerable!

There was a trace of regret in the eyes of the ancient immortal.

"This sword is extraordinary. If you were not in your current state but were the real Xia Xian, then this sword would make me a little afraid."

"But now..."

The ancient immortal shook his head, raised his right hand, and pressed lightly towards the sword.

He was about to shatter it.

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly focused, and the press was in vain.

Because...

The target of this sword was not him!

It was the seal on the ancient sky that restricted all living beings and allowed them to enter but not exit!

The sword light shone and fell on the seal, melting into the seal with human will and sword-holding thoughts, and locking one end on the closed-eyed remnant face of Shanghuang.

Once it explodes, this remnant face will be the first to bear the brunt and will definitely open its eyes.

As for what will happen after opening its eyes, everything is unknown.

But it will definitely be uncontrollable.

Even the ancient immortal's face was instantly gloomy.

He saw that the integration of this human sword was specially designed for him. It would not explode if other people touched it, but it would explode once he got close.

So, he looked at the Sword-wielding Emperor from afar through the seal with a deep gaze.

"What a young man, you still had a chance to be resurrected, but you gave up, so I slowed down my coming.

Well, your sword will can only last for half a century... I will give it to you.

I will wait in the outside world for your sword will to dissipate."

The ancient immortal spoke slowly, his body gradually blurred, and retreated together with the heaven-level holy land he was in and the four earth-level holy lands that finally calmed down.