Supreme Sword Exalt

At that moment, Chongming’s weak voice came from afar. “Little Yun...”

Pi Luo was somewhat surprised. “Hm? You’re still alive?”

In truth, even Chongming did not know how he had survived. After all, Pi Luo was a Divine King, and his red beam was so powerful that not even the two emissaries could withstand it. In an instant, a domineering divine might descended. Following that, an even more domineering sword intent rose up, shattering that divine might.

With a soft sigh, Yun Jiansheng raised his hand and drew Chongming to his side. “Master Rooster...”

Although Chongming had survived, his injuries were still severe. Compared to before, the rooster was extremely listless. The divine feathers on his chest were scorched black, while his divine light flickered unceasingly, no longer possessing its former majestic bearing.

When he saw Yun Jiansheng’s translucent form, Chongming understood everything, saying sorrowfully, “Little Yun, you haven’t gone back to see her yet. What about the next Sword Chief? How can you just die?”

Having accompanied each other for a thousand years, they were inseparable. His fondness for Yun Jiansheng could not be compared to any generation of Sword Chiefs. Even though he had long known this would happen, he was still overcome with grief.

Yun Jiansheng shook his head. “Master Rooster, to see you again before the end has left me with no regrets. If you somehow find a way to return, help me send a message, tell her that I am sorry.”

Then, he gently pushed Chongming in front of Gu Han. “Kid, from now on, you’ll have to walk your own path. If possible, help me take good care of Master Rooster. Sometimes, his memory isn’t very good.”

Pi Luo watched coldly from the side as Yun Jiansheng prepared to send Gu Han and Chongming away. To Pi Luo, both Chongming and Gu Han were just ants. He couldn’t care less whether they lived or died. Yun Jiansheng was his only true adversary.

Suddenly, Gu Han bowed to Yun Jiansheng. “Senior, you forgot to give me something!”

“What is it?”

“The Sword Chief Seal!”

There was nothing Gu Han could do in this great battle. Yun Jiansheng’s fate was sealed. Nevertheless, Gu Han had already learned of Yun Jiansheng’s circumstances from Chongming, and guessed the two regrets in his heart. One was Shi Feiyu, and the other was the successor of the Profound Heaven Sword Chief. The only thing Gu Han could do was to help Yun Jiansheng make up for the second regret.

Gu Han suppressed the grief in his heart and bowed deeply. “I am willing to assume the position of the tenth generation Sword Chief of the Profound Heaven Sword Sect!”

Pi Luo’s expression turned even colder.

Yun Jiansheng glanced at Chongming, “Master Rooster, did you tell him?”

Chongming did not dare to meet his eyes. “I...”

Yun Jiansheng did not blame the rooster either. He sighed softly, somewhat gratified, yet firmly said, “No.”

Gu Han took a deep breath. “Senior, is it because I’m not strong enough?”

“No.”

“Is it because I’m young?”

“No.”

“Is it because of the divine clan?”

At another time, in another place, Gu Han would have been the most suitable successor for the Sword Chief, but not now.

Gu Han stared at Pi Luo calmly. “Divine clan? Innate holy clan? I dare to provoke even the Great Dao, so what the hell is your mere divine clan?! To hell with the divine clan!”

Gu Han knew very well that this action would bring a hundred disadvantages and not a single benefit, but Yun Jiansheng had done so much for him. Not only did Yun Jiansheng show the grace of transmitting the Dharma and protecting the dao, but he also intended to protect him. Gu Han had long regarded him as a half-master.

He would endure ten thousand drawbacks for Yun Jiansheng. Some things cannot be simply measured by gains and losses.

Pi Luo narrowed his eyes, and a vast divine might descended. “How dare you! You ant! You dare to blaspheme the divine!”

Yun Jiansheng raised his hand, and a surging sword intent shot straight up, blocking that divine might right back.

Gu Han looked at Yun Jiansheng. “Senior, you see, I’ve already thoroughly offended the divine clan. Whether you agree or not, they probably won’t let me off now!”

Immediately, the boundless heroic spirit that Yun Jiansheng had buried deep within his heart for a thousand years awakened. Once upon a time, he had been far more arrogant and disdainful of everything than Gu Han was now.

“Good! Very good! I really did not misjudge you.” Yun Jiansheng’s gaze brightened greatly, as brilliant as the starry river. “I agree then! You will surely be the most stunning Sword Chief since the founding of the Profound Heaven Sword Sect!”

He was not one to be overly sentimental, but seeing Gu Han so persistent, he agreed to it on the spot. When he flipped his hand over, a bluish-gray sword talisman fell into his palm. It was about three cun long, made of an unknown material.

Pi Luo’s expression turned colder and gloomier, no longer high and mighty and indifferent to all beings. He was already enraged to the extreme. They were trampling on the dignity and glory of the divine clan. This was something he could not tolerate.

His divine power went berserk, carrying an incomparably domineering divine might as it descended. “Profound Heaven remnant, everyone deserves death!”

Wherever the divine power swept through, everything was reduced to dust within a hundred li radius. The Red Dust Sword’s misty clear light shone to its extreme. With a clear hum, it transformed into a rainbow. Shooting straight up, it carried a boundless sword intent that nearly covered the sky.

The divine power was red as blood and heavy as lead, pressing down heavily. Just then, the sword intent broke it layer by layer, flying straight toward Pi Luo’s third eye.

Yun Jiansheng’s form grew increasingly translucent, but with his regret now fulfilled, his gaze grew ever brighter.

“The succession of the Sword Chief should be the grandest event in the Profound Heaven Great Domain, but now...” Then, he shook his head again. “Never mind. Having Master Rooster here as a witness is better than a thousand sword cultivators.”

Chongming held immense significance for the Profound Heaven Sword Sect. Without him, there would be no sect, let alone countless sword cultivators in the Profound Heaven Great Domain. The succession of the Sword Chief could do without witnesses from others, but it absolutely could not lack Chongming. Except for the second generation Sword Chief, who was somewhat special and was found by the first generation Sword Chief outside, all other Sword Chiefs were born under his witness.

Chongming gazed solemnly at Gu Han. “From this day forward, you are the tenth generation Sword Chief of the Profound Heaven Sword Sect!”

The bluish-gray sword talisman trembled slightly for a moment, slowly drifting down before Gu Han. Gu Han received it with great care. The sword talisman possessed spirit. A sword light swept across and grazed his palm, drawing one drop of blood before quietly hovering beside him.

In that instant, countless sword dao divine abilities, secret techniques, and sword skills fell into his mind. Sealed within this sword talisman were all the insights and understandings of the first nine generations of Sword Chiefs regarding the sword dao. Apart from the sword stele, this sword talisman was the second greatest treasure of the Profound Heaven Sword Sect.

After the succession of the Sword Chief was complete, a look of relief and release flashed in Yun Jiansheng’s eyes. He bowed deeply to Gu Han. “Respect to the Sword Chief!”

Within the Profound Heaven Sword Sect, the Sword Chief held a special status and position, even surpassing that of the sect master. Although he was Gu Han’s guardian, he still had to bow to the Sword Chief.

Feeling a surge of grief, Gu Han also bowed deeply. “Senior—”

A fierce rumbling sound came, followed by divine power and divine might way stronger than before. Completing the Sword Chief succession before Pi Luo was not merely a provocation, but an outright trampling of his clan’s dignity.

Pi Luo’s voice, overflowing with fury, echoed. “Profound Heaven remnant deserves death! The tenth generation Sword Chief deserves death!”

Yun Jiansheng looked up at the sky above and said softly, “Sword Chief, today will be the last time I protect the dao for you...”

With a flicker, he shot straight up into the sky. He teleported Gu Han, Chongming, as well as the old monk’s remains out.