Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

As the Smiling Buddha was pulled into the Realm of No Thought, a domineering and unparalleled sword intent aura erupted from the Sutra Repository.

Inside the Sutra Tower, Basheng put down the Sword Emperor Scripture in his hand, tore off the upper volume of the Sword Scripture, and kept only the lower volume of the Plain Girl Qin Scripture.

Why tear off the sword manual?

Because this sword manual had lost its original spirituality, the remaining spirituality within it was absorbed into Ba Sheng and became a part of her again.

The Sword Scripture, having lost its spiritual essence, is now no different from those copies. Yun Nongyu cannot communicate with the will of the scripture, and other disciples cannot use this profound and supreme spiritual essence to help them comprehend the Sword Emperor Scripture.

However, it can still be kept in the Sutra Repository as a practice method, only the most special "first draft" no longer exists.

The sword intent that had once filled the sword domain rekindled its former glory and spirit on Ba Sheng's body. It was still somewhat weaker than before, as the insights gained from those years after becoming a sword immortal were no longer there. However, it was still not a problem to barely recover to the stage of the initial stage of becoming a sword immortal.

"This is strange. In the past, it was all the 'intention' I left behind, but now that I've absorbed it again, the spiritual essence in the sword manual has completely disappeared..."

Ba Sheng was filled with mixed feelings as he took back control of this power, and many strange memories flooded his mind.

There are stories of "her" urging two descendants of her family to have children, and stories of "her" being implicated by Su Nu and unwittingly experiencing sexual intercourse.

Reclaiming the sword intent is like retrieving a long-lost sword; it feels unfamiliar yet also instinctively familiar and effortlessly masterful.

Ba Sheng did not become immersed in it. Her perception spread outwards from her in circles like invisible ripples, bringing many auras that did not belong to this world into her perception.

She sensed the presence of Jianba Mountain approaching the Sutra Repository.

"It's the Sword Wizard of Sword Tyrant Mountain. I can't kill him with one blow right now; he can escape..."

Ba Sheng gently half-squatted down, her graceful and noble body touching the ground with her hand. She grasped a dragon vein from the ground, and the dragon vein's aura transformed into the green sword in her hand, with continuous wisps of dragon roars.

Ba Sheng, standing inside the tower, slashed at the Sword Wizard from afar.

Then, she released her grip, letting the dragon vein depart, and headed straight for the Sword Emperor's Palace.

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As Wu Yiling walked, he scattered beans to create soldiers. Everyone who had been defeated by him in the Heavenly Realm in the past was turned into these slave swords. If the opponent did not have sword intent, then they were forged into flesh and blood swords. It didn't matter anyway.

He is happy to share generously and spread the vision of "man and sword as one" to the world, so that even if the other party is not a sword cultivator, they can experience the beauty of "man and sword as one".

He wouldn't hesitate to use these slave swords, since replenishing them wouldn't be a problem anyway.

"Remember, you must not harm or kill pregnant women, children, or sword cultivators. They are the future pillars of sword cultivation. As for the others, you may kill them at will."

After delivering the order, he swiftly rushed towards the scripture tower.

Suddenly, a strong sense of danger swept over him, and he retreated several steps, but still couldn't avoid it.

A sword light appeared out of thin air, its intent domineering and arrogantly looking down upon the heavens and earth, like the majestic might of heaven suddenly descending. Wu Yiling's consciousness froze for a moment, the world in his mind changed color, and a void and shattered crack was cut in space!

The heavy slave swords that Wu Yiling had just thrown blocked his way, saving him from serious injury.

Even so, Wu Yiling still felt a sweet taste in his mouth and was shocked to spit out a mouthful of blood that flashed with golden light.

"This is... a new Sword Immortal realm sword intent?! Where would the Sword Emperor Dynasty get so many Sword Immortals, and this sword intent is so domineering and powerful... Could it be... impossible?!"

Wu Yiling still held the former female sword emperor in awe, and the current strange situation served as a wake-up call for him.

He extended his palm and inhaled, completely draining the essence of the broken and damaged slave sword to heal his injuries. He then quickly created distance and moved away from the vicinity of the Scripture Tower.

"Strange thing, I must first meet up with the Smiling Buddha. Hmph, no matter how powerful you are, you can't stop me from cultivating the Sword Dynasty's sword into a slave sword!"

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"Still so close... Why did this happen...?"

In the underground chamber, Queen Ba sat slumped on the ground, an empty porcelain bottle rolled onto her robe.

Life is full of regrets, and it's easy to say that you have the will but not the power. But when you actually encounter these things, it's not something you can just laugh off.

Although she remained in this secret room, she never stopped communicating with the outside world and knew how troublesome the situation was outside.

If the Sword Domain still possessed 70% of its peak power, the flying swords outside would have little chance of restraining Zuo Qiuchi and the others. Furthermore, given the rampant actions of those masked men, locking onto their aura would be far easier for the Sword Domain than locking onto the low-profile Peng Bao Daoist back then.

"Very well, now that I'm only half a step away from the Sword Immortal Realm, I can replenish a lot of the Sword Domain's power. I'll help as much as I can!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Queen Ba put aside her dejection, sat cross-legged, and focused on communicating with her sword intent.

A cultivator's cultivation level is not necessarily linked to the level of their weapon, but for sword cultivators of the Sword Dynasty, their cultivation path is intertwined with their sword realm from the very beginning. It's just that some people are limited by differences in talent, and gradually these two cultivation realms will diverge.

However, if the sword intent is removed, the life is basically safe, but it can be said that a sword cultivator is almost crippled, and the Queen of Ba is no exception.

Just as she was about to extract the sword intent from her soul, a hand gently landed on her head, stopping her.

Queen Ba turned around and looked slightly dazed.

"Ancestor...?!"

This doesn't seem to be the will of the scriptures; it seems to be the ancestral deity himself!

"Your mind is not at peace; you're constantly thinking about the outside world. How can you comprehend swordsmanship? You can't even meditate with a calm and focused mind, can you?"

"...I'm sorry." Queen Ba felt ashamed, as she had always felt inferior about her cultivation level.

Even though she was already one of the best among her peers, she always felt that she was still far from being able to sit in this position.

"No need to apologize. Your mind is on the Sword Dynasty, your abilities ensure that your vision is not too short-sighted, and your wisdom ensures that your decisions do not deviate from the plan. That's enough."

I am me, and you are you. You have your own way of being the Empress of the Sword Dynasty; you don't have to become me.

Queen Ba felt reassured upon hearing her ancestor's comforting words, but she noticed her ancestor's actions and realized that he intended to fill the formation with his sword intent once again.

Although Queen Ba did not know how her ancestor Ba Sheng regained his swordsmanship and how he was "resurrected," she knew that she had to stop it now!

“Ancestor, this is not possible. If you have recovered your strength, you can leave it behind to go out and wipe out those thieves. As for restoring the Sword Domain, I can handle that. Anyway, I will have Balan to protect me in the future. It is better to save this sword intent to fill the formation!”

Ba Sheng acts based on his own judgment; once he has made a clear judgment, he will not hesitate, and he is also very difficult to persuade.

"It's meaningless. Even if I go out now to cooperate in the cleanup, it will take time. While I'm clearing out one place, the enemy in another place will have already caused heavy casualties throughout the Sword Dynasty. I don't think that the result of leaving only a few dead can be called a victory."

Victory can be achieved by my own efforts, but I cannot be the only one to witness it.

Empress Ba had no way to persuade her ancestor anymore, and could only watch helplessly as her ancestor took out her sword intent.

A majestic and powerful phantom dragon swam into Ba Sheng's hand, embodying her domineering will to wield the sword, unstoppable and unparalleled in the world.

She had just regained this power and was about to give it away before she could even enjoy it, so she didn't have many regrets.

However, she recalled some happy memories, remembering how exhilarated she felt when she last sent her sword intent into the core array of the sword domain.

At that time, she had fulfilled all her life's wishes, defeated all enemies who wielded swords, and proved that in this world, she was the only one who could be called the Sword Empress.

After having enjoyed myself to the fullest, I am ready to leave this world with a cheerful and carefree attitude, and I have no intention of waiting idly for the next goal and challenge to arrive.

She will define the meaning of life herself; she doesn't need life to use long, agonizing boredom to put on airs, to intimidate her, and then finally bestow its blessings upon her.

"The spiritual essence within the Sword Emperor Scripture is gone. This time, it is being used to fill the formation again. From now on, no more of Ba Sheng's sword intent will remain in the world. This is a complete death, and I should regard it as a blessing for myself!"

...Perhaps it's also a kind of farewell.

The small dragon formed from the sword intent possessed the same decisiveness as her, and plunged into the magic array without hesitation. In an instant, its immense power filled the magic array, sweeping away the decline of the sword domain.

After lying dormant for some time, the Sword Domain has reappeared in the Sword Dynasty.

A huge sword hilt hung high in the sky, and the golden light of the sword fell down, enveloping the Sword Emperor Dynasty.

Countless golden blades emerged from the sword domain, their sword light aimed at every slave sword that was wreaking havoc, surging forth from their lair!

The yakshas wearing Rakshasa masks had a wisp of golden smoke rising from their heads—this was the Sword Domain's mark on them, locking onto their location and alerting everyone to the whereabouts of these enemies!

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The eerie smoke from the desolate graves drifted silently across the land, gradually beginning to float over the Sword Emperor Dynasty.

The faint sound of a river tinkling could be heard, and bright red spider lilies, as vibrant as blood, drifted out along a stream.

The Yellow Springs River of the Underworld God Kingdom appeared in the Sword Emperor Dynasty.

Behind the Black and White Impermanence followed a group of underworld warriors.

"These swords from the Heavenly Realm actually contain divine souls! We can finally experience soul retrieval! I thought I would never be able to guide anyone to the Underworld before I died, but I didn't expect to achieve so much right away!" Black Impermanence was moved to tears.

"But it's not very convenient to move around. I've only walked a few steps, and the pearl underpants that Chu Mingkong gave me are already digging into my skin. It's so uncomfortable..." Bai Wuchang walked awkwardly, twisting and turning, and his legs were a little stiff.

Not far away, the Asura King and a Yaksha whose strength was closest to that of the Dragon Clan were fighting fiercely, causing the sky to darken and the clouds to rumble with thunder.

This yaksha, relying on its many trump cards, managed to stall for a long time, but in the end, it was struck by the Asura King's lightning whip, its body flying out and sliding in front of the Black and White Impermanence.

"You're the people of that Yin Queen Basheng, aren't you? Collect this guy's body, I have urgent business." After saying this, the Asura King's figure disappeared from the spot.

She quickly approached the golden smoke target marked by the sword domain. Now the situation had reversed, and if she didn't hurry, the capable fighter might be snatched away by Zuo Qiuchi and the others.

But the Asura King still glanced at the sword domain in the sky more than once, his tone revealing a rare expression of recognition and admiration for someone:

"You just filled it out without hesitation, that's impressive!"

Chapter 113 Shackles of Heaven and Earth

In the battle of Wuxiangtian, the outcome remains undecided.

Chu Mingkong really wanted to ask if everyone in the Heavenly Domain was enthusiastic about developing the power of extreme Yang. These people who called themselves the Heavenly Demon Clan actually all controlled the power of extreme Yang.

Furthermore, their extreme yang power has been modified, using extreme yang power as a base to transform it into demonic power suitable for the celestial demon race.

But the essence remains the same. Even though this power looks out of place, my extreme Yin power still harbors great hostility towards it.

When these two forces are mutually restraining, the competition comes down to which one is stronger.

Several eerie green claws ripped through the air, sometimes closing in, sometimes closing out, displaying their full power.

This is the claw that took the demon egg from the dragon vein back in Tianji Capital. Although it looks a little different, its aura doesn't lie!

"The attack ahead is a feint; the real killing intent lies hidden behind." The maiden in his arms warned him as if she knew the future. With her help, Chu Mingkong had already dodged several dangers.

Chu Mingkong didn't dare to take the opponent's attack head-on at the moment, and tried to dodge as much as possible.

He swung his sword backward, and the black flame sword energy that devoured the radiance of the sun and moon swept past. The Smiling Buddha's companion, who had just begun to make a sneak attack, was instantly struck and shattered by Chu Mingkong's sword energy.

The Laughing Buddha heard the furious voice of his companion:

"It's happening again. Even when the killing intent is completely suppressed, he can still foresee it. It's no longer a matter of how sharp his senses are! There's something wrong with the woman in his arms!"

"This lad from the lower realm has grown too fast. The last time I saw him, he still needed the shadow of the Moon Empress's past to protect him. Now he can stand right in front of me like this!" The old woman's tone was solemn, and she was extremely wary.

In the previous dozens of rounds of fighting, the Smiling Buddha himself was the main attacker, while the projections of his fellow demons provided support. As for Chu Mingkong, apart from the attack of the Thousand-Handed Bodhisattva statue, he was almost entirely dealing with them alone.