Grandpa, times have changed.

The moment the illusory image of the Calamity Sword appeared, the Cultivation Furnace hidden deep within Su Jian's soul immediately reacted and began to vibrate incessantly.

Wow~
Like a surging river, the [Life Essence Liquid] contained in the furnace emitted boundless bright light.

Blue, purple, gold, and red colors intertwine, with rolling clouds and streaks of rosy light.

Behind Su Jian, a phantom image of a three-legged, two-eared furnace with a round, egg-shaped belly, cloud-shaped inscriptions cast on its surface, and three black iron hoops inlaid on its neck appeared.

A dragon, its crown coiled and looming, soars and leaps amidst the clouds and rosy light, while the inscription on the stone tablet behind it constantly changes, seemingly recording the fates of all living beings in the world.

Boom!

My soul was shaken.

The vast amount of information flowed through Su Jian's mind as the inscription changed.

There were Su Cheng's followers, Su Cheng's lackeys, even Qin Yue, and everyone whose fate was changed because of him!

[Qin Yue's original destiny was to borrow the magic talisman of the 'Derivation of the Dharma Pivot' at the age of seven, cultivate diligently day and night, and enter the Dao after three years. It took her sixty years to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining, obtain the magic weapon 'Pillar Cloud Sword', establish her foundation at the age of one hundred, and then attain the Golden Core after another two hundred years of cultivation. Three hundred and seventy years later, she died at the hands of Su Zheng, the Lord of the Tribulation.]

Information that had appeared before resurfaced at this moment.

Su Zheng, the master of the calamity!
In everyone's 'preordained destiny,' the previously vague words have become clear.

Looking at Su Zheng, who was right across from him, with an unusually calm expression.

Su Jian felt a chill rise from his heels, travel up his spine, and reach the depths of his soul.

The Cultivation Furnace and the Tribulation Sword faced each other, with the four colors of the clouds and rosy light intertwined with the leaping tribulation lightning.

a long time……

The gleaming mark between Su Zheng's brows dimmed, and the phantom of the calamity sword disappeared.

At the same time, the cultivation furnace behind Su Jian also dissipated.

"My father's Calamity Sword and your Cultivation Furnace are both magical weapons created by the heavens and earth," Su Zheng slowly explained. "Obtaining either one will allow you to attain the position of Primordial Truth."

At this point, his tone suddenly softened considerably.

"It's all thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to obtain the Robbery Sword."

"Speak clearly to me!"

Su Jian's mind was in chaos, and his voice became somewhat hoarse.

"What exactly is going on!"

"Of course," Su Zheng replied calmly.

"I'm here today to remind you."

"Three thousand two hundred and seventeen years ago, there were forty-nine True Lords in the world..."

The beings of the Dharma Weapon Realm formally came into contact with cultivation and touched the 'extraordinary' realm 5,206 years ago.

After 1,989 years of development, a total of 49 Nascent Soul cultivators have been born in the realm of magic weapons.

However, the cultivation methods in the realm of magical weapons require the use of magical weapons, especially when one reaches the Nascent Soul stage, where one must borrow the power of heaven and earth to refine weapons.

This led to the tragedy that followed.

Forty-nine Nascent Soul cultivators, three thousand Golden Core cultivators, and countless Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators!
Even if each person only has one magic weapon, it would still require a huge amount of resources to forge it, not to mention that most cultivators have more than one magic weapon.

The world can't take it anymore.

If no changes are made, the world of magic weapons will surely be destroyed.

Under the nest, have the eggs finished?
The first to realize this was the strongest among the ancient Nascent Soul cultivators, the True Lord of Tribulation.

He directly united 37 of the 49 Nascent Soul cultivators at the time and launched a massacre against cultivators below the Nascent Soul level.

Even though they slaughtered 90% of the world's cultivators, the world of magic weapons still couldn't withstand it.

After all, the biggest burden of the magic weapon world is these Nascent Soul cultivators who borrow magic from heaven and earth to refine their weapons.

Ever since.

To ensure their own survival, the Nascent Soul cultivators also began to fight each other.

Of the forty-nine Nascent Soul cultivators, only nine survived.

I thought everything was over, and all I had to do was strictly control the number of cultivators and cut off the possibility for other cultivators to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

result……

Under the influence of an unknown and mysterious force, new extraordinary possibilities suddenly emerged in the world of magical weapons!

A transcendent possibility called 'ritual'.

As the world changed, the 'laws' that the remaining nine Nascent Soul cultivators had borrowed from heaven and earth were also to be taken back by the world.

At the crucial moment, it was still the True Lord of Calamity who found the solution first.

That is to use the physical body as consumables and the soul as fuel to forge the law that is about to be taken back by heaven and earth, and solidify the 'law' itself.

When the control of the magic weapon world loosens again, and some cultivators borrow the magic from heaven and earth to take control of the nascent soul magic weapons they have refined, then they will seize the bodies!
After hearing everything that had happened in the past, Su Jian felt a chill run down his spine:

"Therefore, the furnace of destiny is repaired..."

"No." Su Zheng replied calmly.

"Only the Cultivation Furnace is unrelated to the ancient Nascent Soul."

"It is 'change', and it is also the 'one' that is destined."

The ancient Nascent Soul cultivators wrote the script for today's cultivators, but the world itself seeks 'change'.

Only when the path of immortality extends into new possibilities can the world draw nourishment from it.

The Cultivation Furnace, formed from the 'changes' of heaven and earth, came into being.

The Master of Cultivation is the one who was born amidst the 'changes' of heaven and earth, destined to alter the script set by the ancient Nascent Soul, known as the 'True Lord of Change'.

For the beings in the Dharma Army realm, it is chaos and uncertainty.

But in the world of magic weapons, he is the 'only one' destined to become the True Lord of Change.

It is both 'change' and 'unique'...

Without him, the future True Lord of Change, the world of magic weapons would continue along the script written by the ancient Nascent Soul.

His appearance brought new possibilities.

Su Jian was momentarily dazed.

But soon, he noticed something suspicious and looked sharply at the other side.

“No! What if I had died at my elder brother’s hands thirty-one years ago…” “Then he would be the Cultivation Master.” Su Zheng said calmly, “A new possibility has been opened up, and anyone in the world can become a Cultivation Master.”

"..."

"What? After all these years, you're still fantasizing that you're the most special and unique one?"

Su Jian paused.

But he quickly closed his eyes again and let out a soft breath.

"Then why didn't you kill me back then?"

“Cultivating fate was not my wish, and I didn’t know you were the master of cultivating fate before Su Cheng died at your hands.”

After Su Cheng's death, given the power of the Cultivation Furnace, it would be impossible for him to be kept alive.

Rather than risk seizing the Cultivation Furnace, it would be better to take the opportunity to seize the most powerful of the nine Nascent Soul weapons, the Calamity Sword.

Of course, these words could not be said to Su Jian.

“Now that I possess the Sword of Calamity, I have no reason to covet your Cultivation Furnace, but if others find out…”

"What do you want to say?" Su Jian asked in a deep voice.

"That 'Basic Qi Refining Technique' is incredibly profound. The person who taught you this technique is definitely up to no good. You need to be careful."

Regardless, he and Su Jian were father and son after all, blood was thicker than water.

It's better to have him as the one to cultivate the affinity than to have others.

"My senior wanted to kill me, and I died right then and there."

"The Cultivation Furnace is a natural wonder, and when it changes hands, it will inevitably produce strange phenomena. In addition, you were in the Prince Cheng's mansion at the time. That person was just afraid that I would notice the strange phenomena, so he joined forces with the Xuyan Sect to kill him."

"..."

Su Jian fell silent again.

Really...

Is that right?

……

……

"Interesting! Absolutely interesting!"

Timeline.

On the platform atop Mount Xuyanzong, Xuan clapped his hands and sighed, his gaze fixed on the main timeline of the Magic Weapon Realm.

"I never expected to see such a good show at the last moment."

A mere Golden Core cultivator, one who achieved it through external means, dared to presumptuously claim he could kill the Sword Ancestor!

They even said the Sword Ancestor was afraid of him?

Honestly, He has been hostile to the human race for more than a year or two, and has never seen such a confident being.

Xu Xing: "..."

Ignorance is bliss; there's nothing to be surprised about.

Xu Xing himself didn't think anything of it, but Xuan was extremely interested.

They didn't even pay attention to the extraction of extraordinary elements.

If Xu Xing hadn't blocked His influence on the world of magic weapons, preventing Him from interfering, He would have been prepared to give Su Zheng a gift to boost His confidence.

Speechless, Xu Xing shook his head slightly and then looked up at the sky.

It's almost done.

Thinking about it, he opened his arms.

The purple hue, which filled the entire sky and encompassed all the extraordinary elements of this world, began to flow and shift.

A vast and mighty purple tide of light surged down.

From a distance, it looks like the sky has collapsed!

In the blink of an eye!
The extraordinary elements that filled the entire sky and were tightly restrained transformed into a purple ball of light, no bigger than a marble, which floated quietly in Xu Xing's palm.

Thin, interwoven purple lines flashed around it, only to be quickly erased by tiny, glowing red lights.

quickly!

As the last wisp of pure illusion faded, the extraordinary elements existing among all things were extracted and merged into the sphere of light.

Xuan Yi was paying attention to the main timeline.

However, He did not look at the ball of light filled with extraordinary elements in Xu Xing's palm, but instead looked up at the sky.

What matters is never the extracted extraordinary elements, but the world itself.

The sky remained bright, unchanged despite the absence of extraordinary elements.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But in Xuan's observation, this world was under the oppression of the extraordinary order.

Or rather, because it is no longer suitable for the current chaotic sea, the entire timeline is on the verge of collapse.

Fine cracks are forming every moment.

Yet it was stitched together and supported by countless tiny red rays, maintaining its existence.

Gradually, the rate of crack formation slows down, and the cracks themselves become smaller.

Judging from this, it won't be long before this world is completely stabilized under the protection of the Sword Ancestor.

Xuan rose from the stone chair and raised his right hand.

"the last time."

As he finished speaking, he slowly closed his five fingers together.

Every inch of emptiness, every level, and even every corner of this world!
Countless fine purple lines appeared, entangled in the rules of the world, attempting to erase this branch of time from its very foundation.

The Sword of Despair!
One of the following: 'annihilation, severance, extinction, and cutoff'.

When Xu Xing once transformed into an incarnation and went to the Immortal Realm, he left behind such a sword strike.

Entangled in countless paths and laws, deeply rooted and difficult to eradicate!
At this moment, Xuan unleashed this sword strike in his own way, targeting this timeline that had been completely stripped of its extraordinary elements and was about to stabilize. (End of Chapter)