After my rebirth, my Martial Sect will surely sweep the martial world in blood.

Lin Mo's soul seemed to be cast into a boundless sea of ​​stars. The ancient consciousness from the spirit of the Taixu Ancient Sword, like a newly awakened infant, attempted to establish a connection with him, filled with bewilderment and pure instinct. A vast stream of information washed over his mind, mixed with billions of years of silence, the thrill of awakening, and a natural sense of closeness as if he had found a home.

He did not resist, but completely opened up his soul barrier, welcoming this ancient spirit with the most sincere attitude. His unwavering will in this life, the knowledge and foundation accumulated in his previous life, and the sword heart that had been tempered into a purer form in the Sword Qi Corridor, all transformed into an invisible bridge, actively guiding the bewildered sword spirit consciousness.

"Come on..." Lin Mo silently called out in his heart, transmitting his thoughts to the sword spirit without coercion, only invitation and acceptance. He felt the sword spirit's consciousness shrink back slightly at first, like a frightened little beast, but soon, the attraction from its innate nature and Lin Mo's harmless soul fluctuations calmed it down.

The blurry phantom of the starry sky began to slowly approach, and finally, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, it touched the core of Lin Mo's soul.

"boom!"

A silent explosion resounded in Lin Mo's mind!

It was not destruction, but a resounding, perfect harmony! It was as if a missing key link had finally been filled, and a gear that had been silent for millennia had begun to turn again!

In that instant, he felt an unbreakable, transcendent spiritual connection be established between himself and the dark, ancient sword planted in the earth. The sword was him, and he was the sword! A feeling of blood ties and soul merging arose spontaneously.

In reality, his right hand gripping the sword hilt tightened suddenly!

"Clang!"

A clear and melodious sword cry, seemingly capable of cleansing all the filth of the world, suddenly rang out from the Taixu Ancient Sword. It no longer existed only on the level of the soul, but truly echoed in the depths of the empty and desolate sword tomb!

The sound of the sword was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the eternal silence of the Sword Tomb!

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!"...

Centered on Lin Mo and the Taixu Ancient Sword, countless ancient swords stuck in the ground around them seemed to be summoned by some supreme being and began to hum in unison! At first, there were only a few scattered ones, but then they spread rapidly like wildfire. In the end, the entire vast sword tomb, with its billions of ancient swords that had been silent for countless years, all emitted sword sounds at the same moment, some high-pitched, some low, some crisp, and some deep!

A thousand swords rang out in unison, their sound shaking the very depths of the netherworld!

This is submission, and also celebration! Celebration for the true king among them, who has finally found its destined master and awakened from its eternal slumber!

With a resounding clang, the previously dull and lifeless Taixu Ancient Sword in Lin Mo's hand began to radiate an unprecedented brilliance. The natural patterns on the sword's blade, resembling star trails, lit up one by one, flowing with a dazzling light like a galaxy. The gray stone at the hilt also became crystal clear, as if a nebula was slowly rotating within it. The dark wooden hilt felt warm to the touch, perfectly conforming to the contours of his hand.

A vast and incredibly pure ancient power surged wildly into Lin Mo's body through the sword hilt! This power was not ordinary internal force, but a more fundamental and advanced "Tai Xu" power, carrying the meaning of the birth and death of stars and the vastness of the void.

Lin Mo trembled violently, feeling his limbs, meridians, and acupoints instantly filled, cleansed, and transformed by this power! His already quite refined internal energy began to undergo a qualitative change under the baptism of this primordial power, becoming more condensed, more spiritual, and imbued with wisps of primordial attributes. His bones emitted subtle crackling sounds, becoming more resilient; his meridians widened, able to accommodate and circulate even greater power; his soul seemed to be cleansed as well, his senses becoming more acute, and the range of his spiritual power suddenly expanding.

This is not just an increase in strength, but a leap in the level of life!

His various insights into the way of the sword, the martial arts accumulated from his past and present lives, rapidly merged and sublimated as they interacted with this power of the void. Many things that were previously obscure and difficult to understand suddenly became clear. His understanding of the "sword" was no longer limited to moves, techniques, and artistic conception, but he began to touch upon a trace of the "Tao"—the Tao that belongs to the void, to the stars, and to the very essence of this ancient sword!

After an unknown amount of time, the magnificent scene of ten thousand swords ringing out gradually subsided. The Sword Tomb returned to silence, but the solemn and desolate atmosphere seemed to have faded considerably, replaced by a sense of peace as if a mission had been accomplished.

The immense power surging into Lin Mo's body gradually subsided, eventually merging completely with his own power and settling in his dantian and limbs.

Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes.

In the depths of his eyes, it seemed as if a galaxy flowed and vanished, a fleeting illusion that vanished in an instant before returning to its profound tranquility. But his entire demeanor had undergone a dramatic transformation. What was once a restrained sharpness had now become an unfathomable vastness, as if he stood there, creating a world of his own.

He looked down at the Taixu Ancient Sword in his hand. The sword's brilliance was now restrained, no longer as dazzling as before, but star patterns flickered on its blade, and the gemstones on the hilt were warm and lustrous, exuding an ancient, mysterious, and powerful aura. It was no longer a cold weapon, but an extension of his arm, a companion to his soul.

A thought flickered in his mind.

"Chirp—" The Ancient Sword of the Void emitted a pleasant, clear chime, its blade trembling gently in response to his thoughts. He could even clearly feel the sword spirit's nascent, pure joy and dependence.

It worked!

The Taixu Ancient Sword, this supreme divine weapon connected to his life, has finally completed the recognition ceremony and established an unbreakable soul connection with him!

Lin Mo flicked his wrist and casually swung the ancient sword.

Without using any internal force, the mere slicing of the sword through the air created a subtle, distorted, transparent ripple, as if cutting through space itself. Where the sword's edge pointed, the lingering chaotic sword intent in the air vanished silently, like snow meeting the sun.

"What a fine sword!" Lin Mo couldn't help but exclaim in his heart. The power of this sword far surpassed any divine weapon he had ever seen in his previous life. It was not only a sword, but also a powerful source of strength and the ultimate aid to the way of the sword.

Holding the Taixu Ancient Sword, he felt confident that he could defeat any opponent he had faced before, even the top expert of a powerful family, whom he had fought hard to defeat in the life-or-death arena not long ago, within a few moves!

The surge in strength brought with it unparalleled confidence.

But Lin Mo quickly suppressed the excitement in his heart. He knew that obtaining the divine weapon was only the first step. How to better utilize it, how to explore its deeper mysteries, and... the fragments of memory about the world's restart that the sword itself carried were the things that needed to be focused on next.

However, those things can be explored later. The immediate priority is to familiarize ourselves with this new companion and then leave the Ancient Sword Tomb.

He gently stroked the cold blade, feeling the affection emanating from the sword spirit, and a faint, heartfelt smile appeared on his lips.

This trip to the Ancient Sword Tomb yielded far more than expected. Not only did it temper his sword heart and enhance his internal strength, but more importantly, it yielded the Taixu Ancient Sword. This undoubtedly adds invaluable leverage to his search for a way to break the seal on his lover and to deal with the four great families and perhaps even deeper threats.

He stood with his sword in hand, his gaze sweeping across the land where ten thousand swords slumbered. His heart was calm, yet filled with anticipation for the future.