Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 639 The Sword of Annihilation: I, the World Honored One, shall Wield It!
The East Sea, outside the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury.

The blue waves ripple gently as the sun slowly rises from the horizon.

As the morning light shines down, specks of radiance float in the air, a symbol of the extreme richness of spiritual energy.

In just four short months, the creatures in this sea area have quietly transformed.

Many sea creatures, newly awakened to intelligence, seemed to be summoned and leaped out of the water, gazing up at the magnificent spectacle between the sea and sky as if on pilgrimage:

A vast golden storm swept across the sky and the sea, standing majestically.

A crack appeared in the center of the storm, like the gates of heaven about to close, or a divine box gradually shutting down.

From that crevice, a crystal-clear blue passage descends from the sky, like a rainbow bridge spanning the vast ocean, silently disappearing into the calm sea, connecting the unknowable heavens with the mortal world.

The eye of the golden storm is the Heavenly Emperor's treasure trove.

The blue glazed passageway is the Immortal's Tear of the Supreme Dharma Sect.

In just a few months, the spiritual energy that dissipated from the area created the creatures that inhabited this place.

Within that golden storm, two dragon shadows could be vaguely seen circling and swimming.

It was the two Dragon Kings who were stationed here.

Below, on the sea surface, a massive magic array was operating silently, its light subtly shifting.

The Dragon King of the North Sea stood side by side with the nineteen leaders of other sects at the center of the formation, exuding majesty and grandeur.

Such a lineup is unprecedented.

Apart from the three supreme grandmasters of the human race who did not appear, almost all the sect leaders of the three sects were present.

"The scale of the sea creatures' display this time is truly astonishing."

An elder from Ziyang Academy gazed at the sea and said in a deep voice, "On the seabed alone, there are more than forty sea creature experts who have survived the Twenty-Nine Heavenly Tribulations."

Beneath the shimmering, deep blue surface of the water, a profound aura was faintly visible.

Above the water were more than a dozen enormous treasure ships from various sects, each as large as a mountain.

Another person echoed in a low voice: "The number already surpasses the total of our three sects."

The sea ripples gently, but shadows lurk beneath the surface, concealing lurking, powerful demons.

"The sea creatures have almost come out in full force this time, and even the people guarding the four sea eyes have been transferred out."

"It seems that their emphasis on the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury is even greater than expected."

"I wonder what the current situation is of the three human grandmasters, including Master Jiuyang? Otherwise, the sea race still has three dragon kings."

Everyone looked up at the sky and saw three dragon shadows stretching across the sky, magnificent and awe-inspiring.

The Dragon Clan has three Supreme Grandmasters, but there is no one here who can rival them.

Time passed, and another month arrived.

The atmosphere on the East Sea grew increasingly tense, and the accompanying elders from various sects became more and more anxious.

On the treasure ship of Fangcun Mountain.

Duanmu Xiwei leaned against the railing, gazing at the magnificent golden storm that had devoured the Heavenly Emperor's treasure trove.

It is now May and there has been no news of the disciples in the sect. Their fate is still unknown.

He couldn't help but think of the prodigies of various factions: Tian Jingxu, the Holy Son of All Living Beings; the Outer Path Master; Xu Wuji of the Righteous Path... How would they compete in such a secret realm?
The bad news had already arrived a month ago.

The life-bound artifacts of all the disciples of the Outer Path Refining Valley were extinguished overnight, with none escaping unscathed.

It is unknown whether he died at the hands of disciples from various sects, or whether the Heavenly Emperor's treasure vault was fraught with danger.

Upon learning the news, the Valley Master of the Refining Valley was filled with grief and indignation. In a fit of rage, he caused a hundred-foot-high wave to surge into the sky!

Unlike the Refining Valley, Fangcun Mountain does not have the means to refine life-bound weapons into the body or sense the life and death of disciples.

After the disciples entered the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, they disappeared without a trace, as if a stone had sunk into the sea.

Now... what has become of them?

Duanmu Xiwei suddenly remembered Zhou Jing, a disciple of Xiao Qingfeng.

Although his cultivation level was low, he had an extraordinary talent in formations, formation identification, and object recognition.

What's even more remarkable is his composure and demeanor, which are in no way inferior to the prodigies of any sect.

"Perhaps after this Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, Zhou Jing can be brought into the Herb and Tree Hall."

This idea came as a surprise even to her.

She has been in charge of the Herb and Wood Hall, one of the three major halls of Fangcun Mountain, for many years, and has been in charge of all the spiritual herbs, elixirs and other resources within the sect.

Those in high positions of power, even the celestial star Sun Miao, would have to address them respectfully as "Uncle-Master" and show them a degree of deference.

Over the years, Duanmu Xiwei has never considered taking on any disciples.

This week's scenery seems like a good choice.

There's no future to be had on Xiaoqingfeng, but if you come to Caomutang, it's no exaggeration to say that you'll rise to the top in one step.

Just as her thoughts were in turmoil.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred.

The golden storm that enveloped the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury suddenly cracked open.

At first, it was like a sharp blade slicing through a cloth bag, letting in a sliver of light.

The next instant, the gap suddenly widened.

"boom--!"

A sword aura shot into the sky, tearing the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury apart!

The sword intent was overwhelming and unstoppable, like a reversed galaxy. Where the sharp edge passed, the air emitted a piercing explosion, and streams of fire burst forth, turning the entire sky red.

Unparalleled sword power!

The sea surface was shaken, and towering waves rose in response.

"what is that?"

"It's sword intent!"

Deep in the ocean, countless fish and shrimp leaped out of the water in panic and scattered in all directions, as if a great calamity was about to befall them.

That sword intent, carrying supreme majesty and an aura of annihilation, enveloped the entire sea area.

The three Dragon Kings revealed their true forms, stretching across the sky, using their dragon might to resist and barely stabilize the turbulent sea.

Otherwise, the entire seabed would have been in chaos long ago.

The leaders of each sect looked up, their expressions solemn as they gazed at the sky.

The sword intent wasn't directed at them, but its invincible sharpness still sent shivers down their spines.

They knew in their hearts that, let alone cultivators like themselves who had survived the Second Heavenly Tribulation, even someone as powerful as the Dragon King of the East Sea would surely perish and be annihilated if he touched this sword energy.

The sword intent hung high in the sky, like a galaxy stretching across the heavens and earth, frantically devouring the surrounding spiritual energy.

Its power continued to rise, becoming increasingly grand, and it almost covered the entire territory of the East China Sea.

This is power that has already surpassed the limits of this realm.

The Dragon King of the East Sea had transformed into a human form, appearing as a dignified middle-aged man.

He looked up at the sky, his face filled with astonishment and disbelief, as if he could hardly believe what he was seeing. After a long while, he slowly uttered a sentence, his voice trembling with shock:

"Is this sword... meant to destroy all life in this world and reopen it?"

The elders of each sect felt the same fear. The sword intent was still frantically devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as if it were about to rise from the East Sea and split the entire world in two.

Even the sect leader of Fangcun Mountain, Nongmu, could not hide his shock. He gazed at the starry river of sword intent that stretched across the sky and murmured to himself:
"This is impossible……"

"Even the Heavenly Emperor could not do it!"

"Could it be... that the tortoise shell made a mistake? Impossible!"

Everyone was helpless and could only watch as the sword intent continued to evolve, its aura becoming increasingly unfathomable.

Like a sword hanging over this world, once it reaches its full potential, it will strike down with earth-shattering force, leaving no living being in this world alive.

The True Man Tongxuan of the Righteous Dao Ling Sect spoke in a deep voice: "Are we just supposed to sit here and watch it destroy this world?"

Even the sect leader of the Longquan Sword Sect, a swordsman who had already reached the pinnacle of skill, could only shake his head and sigh: "This sword... is beyond our ability to defeat."

The changes are not limited to the East China Sea.

As the sword intent continued to expand, the once blazing midday sun suddenly turned as dark as dusk. The world was plunged into darkness.

Beneath the seabed, countless fish and shrimp surfaced, their white bodies turning to the surface. Even with the three Dragon Kings doing their utmost to protect it, they could not safeguard this vast ocean.

Almost all sea creatures that had not broken through the "Dragon Court" realm were dying in large numbers at a visible rate.

This was not an attack initiated by the sword intent; it was merely the natural pressure emanating from it that caused all living beings to tremble from the depths of their blood.

It's as if... in the distant ancient times, a similar sword intent once cleaved this world in two.

The sword intent continued to expand, quickly enveloping the entire East China Sea and beginning to spread towards the island-filled Eastern Divine Continent.

The Dragon King of the East Sea gazed at the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury shrouded in a golden storm, his voice low and deep:
"What dramatic change has occurred within the treasure vault?"

However, despite a thousand questions, no one could get close at this moment.

That sword intent that stretched across the heavens and earth was like an insurmountable chasm. Anyone who tried to break in would be instantly annihilated by the sword energy, their body and soul scattered.

Duanmu Xiwei's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with horror.

Not only her, but all the elders from various sects were pale with shock and fear as they gazed at the sky.

It was as if the end times were approaching.

And at that very moment.

Throughout the four continents, all beings, whether human or sentient, are included.

They all felt something and looked up at the same time.

He gazed at the desolate sword intent that stretched across the sky, seemingly about to split the world in two.

In the mountains and forests, beasts lay prostrate, emitting uneasy growls.

The birds, startled, plummeted into the forest, too afraid to flap their wings.

At the summit of Beihai, a giant whale emerges from the water, its head raised towards the sky.

In the tribes of southern Xinjiang, barbarians clad in animal skins light bonfires, and men, women, and children, young and old, link arms and sing, beating drums and gongs, as if trying to dispel the changes in the weather with this primitive dance.

Secular dynasties, peddlers, and farmers all looked out from the earth with fear at the East Sea.

Throughout the four seas and eight wastelands, all cultivators were deeply shaken, breaking through their seclusion and gazing towards the East Sea.

That sword strike stretched across the heavens and earth, as if it were capable of destroying the world!
At that moment, a woman's voice resounded throughout the universe, drowning out all other sounds in the world:
"Splitter this world!"

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The middle-aged man's face was filled with shock and disbelief. "You actually intend to reopen this realm..."

"All living beings of this era have perished? The four seas have turned to scorched earth, volcanoes have erupted, and the four continents have vanished without a trace."

The woman in white remained calm. "Even though you've merged with the Kunxu's fortune, you still haven't been able to summon the Kunxu's will."

"In this life, he never woke up."

The three-foot-long sword in her hand gleamed coldly. "It seems... he may never awaken in this realm."

"Only by reopening this realm can we offer him a glimmer of hope."

The moment the word "again" was uttered, the Heavenly Emperor felt a chill run down his spine.

Only now did the middle-aged man realize—the reason she hadn't stopped him earlier was precisely to wait for him to fully connect with the destiny of the Kunxu World.

Once this world reopens, he will face certain death and the annihilation of his cultivation!

He suddenly activated his Nebula Dharma Form, and a black vortex in his palm rapidly condensed, attempting to devour the sword light.

However, no matter what he did, the vortex would be instantly cleaved in two the moment it got close, unable to touch him at all.

The sword light, like a silver thread, pierced through the treasure vault space and flew towards the endless horizon.

On the ascension platform, everyone's expression changed drastically.

From the moment the Heavenly Emperor devoured the cauldron and all living beings within his treasury perished, to the moment the woman in white unleashed this world-destroying sword strike, everything happened in the blink of an eye.

[From one's own death to the destruction of the entire world.]

Must all living beings in this world be buried with them?

The turn of events happened so fast that even Ao Qing and the others had no time to react.

The woman in white lightly raised her hand, and in that hand, which was not holding a sword, she had somehow raised an incense burner.

[She channeled her magical power, actually refining the majestic Mount Tongtian within the Heavenly Emperor's treasury, condensing it in her palm, turning it into a handful of black ash.]

[This scene!]

[This caused Ao Ming, Zi Shan Jun, Dan Ling, and the others to turn pale, their minds trembling.]

[Refining all things into an inch, turning towering peaks into dust—what realm has this woman in white reached?]

[This is something that people cannot understand, much less imagine.]

Faced with this catastrophic disparity, all thoughts of resistance gradually faded, leaving only a profound sense of powerlessness and resignation.

[You are equally shocked and speechless. Such power, comparable to that of immortals and gods, could Tongtian Mountain be the legendary "Primordial Breath Soil"?]

[And is the incense burner in her hand the very item she received when she first appeared during the White Snake's trials?]

As for that gourd vine... I remember it came from a chance encounter at Huanghua Temple.

The woman in white casually tossed the gourd vine into the incense burner.

[The next moment!]

A single, powerful vine, as thick as three people could hug, burst forth from the furnace, soaring upwards, piercing the heavens, and stretching towards the endless depths of the sky!

The woman in white casually flicked her wide sleeves, and several figures instantly appeared in the void.

[A hidden world within a sleeve!]

[You immediately recognized several of them—Huang Hua, the centipede-wielding Taoist of Huanghua Temple; the group of cultivators from Jindu Mountain; Xu Ci from the Xu family; and the mysterious woman who had been imprisoned by the Xu family.]

After bowing respectfully to the woman in white, everyone stepped forward and began climbing the gourd vine that stretched towards the sky, their figures gradually disappearing into the depths of the clouds.

[The centipede-like Taoist Huang Hua, Xu Ci, and the woman all glanced at you with slight surprise, then turned and climbed upwards along the gourd vine.]

You slowly withdrew your gaze, realizing that the woman in white had planned this all along; this gourd vine was the key to breaking through the barrier and ascending to immortality.

Everything was prepared for Huang Hua and the others!

The Heavenly Emperor's face was ashen; half of the illusory cauldron had already merged into his body. If this realm were to be cleaved, he would surely perish and his very essence would vanish.

[A thousand years of planning, all for naught at the last moment—how could he possibly accept this!]

You gaze thoughtfully at the gourd vine that stretches straight into the clouds, its end seemingly unseen.

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At that moment, the Kunxu Cauldron trembled violently, and its body roared repeatedly!
"when--"

"when!"

It revealed a radiant glow.

This was the first time Yu Ke had ever seen this ancient cauldron produce such violent fluctuations.

The ancient inscriptions on the cauldron lit up one by one, and finally settled slowly.

He stared intently into the cauldron and saw a vibrant green gourd vine slowly emerging from it.

Within the sea of ​​the mind, the cauldron shone with endless light, and as if it possessed a spirit, it gradually shrank, finally exhaling a wisp of vast and mysterious energy, which floated in the air.

Yu Ke reached out, and the large cauldron seemed to sense it, shrinking as if it were about to fall lightly into his palm.

The moment the man and the great cauldron god met, he understood its meaning.

He lightly lifted his fingertips and gently pushed the protruding gourd vine back into the cauldron, a smile playing on his lips.

He said slowly,
"In this world, I, the World Honored One, shall rule!"

As Yu Ke spoke, the cauldron slowly rotated, and the carved flowers, birds, fish, and insects on it began to come to life.

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The woman in white suddenly looked up.

Those eyes, which had been as clear as autumn water, began to shine with a jade-like luster, and the pupils deep within them unfolded layer by layer, like lotus flowers just beginning to bloom.

Looking out at the sky.

(End of this chapter)