Martial Cultivator

After the flying sword that pierced heaven and earth tore free from the ground, its stance at this moment naturally lay across heaven and earth, becoming the greatest and most terrifying sword in all existence.

The Divine Daughter crossed her hands before her chest, countless strands of sword qi bursting from between her fingers, linking with that colossal flying sword.

As the flying sword surged forward, the sword qi stretching from her fingertips to the sword was pulled taut, forming a dazzling white line visible to the naked eye.

Oh... not just one line.

The Divine Daughter exhaled a turbid breath, then took the initiative to sever the connection between them, watching as the sword qi shattered.

Between heaven and earth, countless fragments of flying swords seemed to appear at that moment, scattering in the wind and snow, like a heavy snowfall, yet without snowflakes.

The Divine Daughter gazed at the colossal flying sword cutting forward, her expression incomparably calm. At this moment, in her eyes, where was there any Demon Emperor? In the depths of her gaze, far ahead, she only saw a tall figure, a tall man with a saber hanging at his waist.

He stood there with his back turned to her.

The Divine Daughter’s eyes grew slightly moist. When she had first left Divine Mountain this time, she had felt a measure of joy. After all, who knew how many years it had been since she had last left that place? But once she truly stepped into the outside world and beheld its scenery, her excitement quickly faded.

The world suddenly felt devoid of meaning.

Indeed, even if this world held countless beautiful sights, if there was no trace of him, what meaning could anything else have?

The Divine Daughter no longer held any expectations for this world.

Watching the colossal flying sword continually sweep forward, she took a deep breath, and at last, softly uttered a single word.

Kill.“Kill.”

In her beautiful eyes, at this very moment, a trace of killing intent finally bloomed - a pure, untainted killing intent.

As the word left her lips, the colossal flying sword surged forward, its speed becoming incomparably swift.

The flying sword streaked across the sky, carrying boundless sword qi, as though it had swept up a multicolored cloud of radiant splendor.

This sword, in the eyes of all under heaven, could only be seen as one that had reached the pinnacle of perfection. Among all the sword immortals who had ever appeared, not one could compare to the woman sword immortal before them.

The Demon Emperor’s emperor robes had already begun to whip violently in the wind, his temples and hair blown wildly in all directions by the terrifying gale.

Facing this sword, even though he was the Demon Emperor, at this very moment he could not help but feel a little tense.

He drew in a deep breath, and in the end, still chose to step forward, to meet that sword head-on.

A surge of demonic qi swept forth before him, coiling toward that colossal flying sword. Yet in an instant, it was shredded by the countless sword qi, ground into fine powder.

The Demon Emperor remained indifferent, but behind him the demonic qi continually condensed, and at this moment a towering dharma idol slowly took shape.

It was a colossal dharma idol towering thousands of feet high. But unlike the usual dharma idols of great demons, after manifesting, this dharma idol bore only the visage of the Demon Emperor.

It was a gigantic demon sovereign standing tall between heaven and earth.

Facing the incoming flying sword, the enormous dharma idol stretched out its arm, reaching for the sword’s body.

Around the Demon Emperor’s dharma idol’s massive arm, black runes began to surface, swirling about as they coiled around it, spreading waves of black qi.

Before that giant hand even fell, the black qi had already begun to erode the immense flying sword.

The sharp sword qi continuously slashed at the black qi, yet the latter was so dense that it could not be severed in such a short time.

By now, beads of sweat had already formed on the Demon Emperor’s forehead. Although the enormous dharma idol had only just begun clashing with the flying sword, the sheer might contained within that sword was already proving troublesome for him.

In all his countless years of roaming the world, apart from the battle against the Great Liang Emperor, the Demon Emperor had never once encountered such a situation.

As the sword pressed ever closer, the Demon Emperor’s dharma idol began to spill forth more demonic qi. With every swing of its massive hand, countless streams of demonic qi surged toward the flying sword, while the unimaginably huge sword, in turn, unleashed terrifying sword qi that shredded at the giant hand before it. Even an existence as fearsome as the Demon Emperor dared not take this lightly.

By now, the enormous dharma idol’s sleeve had been torn apart in many places; the killing power of that endless sword qi was nearly unmatched in the world.

The Demon Emperor’s expression grew grave. His other hand lifted high, drawing the surrounding demonic qi toward him. It gathered into his palm, condensed, and then suddenly cascaded downward, as though unleashing a torrential downpour.

All that black demonic qi poured onto the flying sword, bending even its colossal blade.

After so many years of cultivation, the Demon Emperor had long since attained a realm far above other powerhouses. Before this woman appeared, he had even been regarded as the sole existence in the world above Nepenthe. Thus, no matter how terrifying a display he unleashed now, it would only be seen as natural.

Rather, it was the Divine Daughter, if she could truly gain the upper hand against the Demon Emperor, that would astonish the world.

At this moment, the flying sword spanning heaven and earth shed streams of sword qi like molten lava made tangible. Wherever they fell to the ground, they blasted open deep craters.

No one doubted that if this sword qi were to rain upon their bodies, they too would be riddled with gaping craters.

The clash of such supreme powerhouses would unleash an overwhelming might even with the smallest movements. That terrifying might was absolutely not something bystanders like them could withstand.

Even a casual move carried such force.

The Divine Daughter’s brows furrowed. Her mind was closely linked with the colossal flying sword, and now that the sword was being suppressed, it was no small matter for her either.

Her hands waved continuously, one surge of aura after another appeared before her without pause. Each one was the most terrifying sword qi, arising at her front before falling upon the enormous sword opposite.

After absorbing these fearsome sword qi, the previously bent blade of the colossal flying sword instantly straightened.

The Demon Emperor’s towering dharma idol continued to pour down demonic qi, intent on utterly destroying the colossal sword before it.

But the Demon Emperor had underestimated the resilience of this sword. Or, more accurately, had underestimated its master.

That projection of the Divine Daughter, who had never left Divine Mountain but now appeared here, truly possessed a killing power surpassing even the end of Nepenthe. And this killing power was not fleeting - it could endure.

There was no such thing as collapsing with a single blow.

As the Divine Daughter gritted her teeth and pushed forward, the colossal flying sword crashed ahead, and in an instant, it drove nearly straight into the chest of the towering dharma idol before it.

The Demon Emperor’s colossal dharma idol was abruptly pierced through at the heart. The dharma idol lowered its head, staring in disbelief, then grasped the sword’s body with both hands, straining to wrench it free.

But the forward thrust of the flying sword was too strong. Even the Demon Emperor’s colossal dharma idol could not pull it out at once.

The two sides were locked in a prolonged contest of strength.

The Divine Daughter’s complexion turned pale. This woman, who came from a faraway place, furrowed her brows and finally showed true fury.

She withdrew one hand, pressing her index and middle fingers together, and slowly, firmly, tore open a slit at her brow.

From within, a miniature flying sword slowly emerged.

As that tiny flying sword appeared, the heavens quaked, wind and snow froze, and all things seemed to fall silent in annihilation.

Xie Nandu tilted her head up, feeling the aura on that miniature flying sword. It was deeply familiar, resonating with the sword embryo within her own brow; it must be of the same origin.

Indeed, just as Xie Nandu suspected, that miniature flying sword truly shared the same origin as the sword embryo in her brow. To put it plainly, her sword embryo was born from that miniature sword itself. The Divine Daughter had severed a portion of her lifetime’s comprehension of the Sword Dao, refined it, and condensed it into that sword embryo, which she had entrusted to Xie Nandu.

As for why it was only a portion, the reason was simple. If she were to give all of her comprehension and cultivation to Xie Nandu, she would fear that upon seeing this path, Xie Nandu might abandon the path she was meant to follow and recklessly chase after hers.

That would undoubtedly rob Xie Nandu of countless possibilities, and for her, that would never be a good choice.

She did not need another version of herself to appear in the world.

So the Divine Daughter only separated a portion that Xie Nandu could study, condensing it into the sword embryo. This was so that on Xie Nandu’s future path in the Sword Dao, she could walk farther.

In fact, this sword embryo would likely have no immediate, obvious effect. How much it could absorb, how much she could gain, it all depended on Xie Nandu herself.

This approach was painstakingly thoughtful. Especially considering that the Divine Daughter had prepared this even before meeting Xie Nandu. What did that mean? It was probably self-evident.

The role Chen Chao played in all of this was certainly not something that could be explained in a few words.

One thing was certain: Chen Chao held a very significant place in the Divine Daughter’s heart.

Otherwise, she would never go to such lengths for something like this.

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