491: Chapter 491 Five-Star Dou Huang, Sword Heart Clarity

Sword Saint Tianquan and Mud Bodhisattva watched the abnormal changes in the Sword Tomb with tense faces, both of them extremely shocked.

"It is fine. Being able to trigger the ten thousand sword intents means that Hun Tiandi is recovering, which is a positive development."

Sword Saint Tianquan said indifferently, sword light flickering in his eyes.

Only then did Mud Bodhisattva relax, deciding to just wait patiently.

In the Northern Region of Central State, the Dazheng Dynasty's army had already entered Central State and, under the command of the four great legion commanders, began to stir up war and conquer the world.

The most powerful factions were Starfall Pavilion, Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion... and other formidable sects.

Tianyuan City.

This was a large city in the Northern Region of Central State, and in terms of prosperity, it ranked among the top in the Northern Region.

In Tianyuan City, numerous family factions were intertwined, keeping each other in check.

The army led by Commander Yun Xiao began to deploy, and once they awaited the Emperor's order, they could seize Tianyuan City in an instant.

At the same time, the three great legion commanders, General Ye Wudi, Mr. Corpse Soul, and Wang Ku, each entered the Northern Region.

They went into hiding, infiltrating various factions.

Beast Region, Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

In a boundless forest, with craggy mountains and faint mist flowing, there were many obscure auras fluctuating in the depths.

On a mountain peak that soared into the clouds stood a golden palace, with a plaque bearing three large characters: Yao Huang Hall.

On the main seat in the palace, a peerless beauty was sitting cross-legged in cultivation. As the energy of heaven and earth flowed around her, she suddenly opened her eyes, and deep within them, a phantom of a Heavenly Demon Phoenix was flapping its wings.

Ugh...

This person was Feng Qing'er. Her brows knitted in a frown, and she opened her mouth in nausea, as if she were about to vomit.

"What is going on? I feel a bit flustered. Could something bad be happening?"

Feng Qing'er murmured, placing her fair hand on her lower abdomen, where she could feel a new life gestating.

Her eyes were filled with chaotic emotions; hatred, maternal instinct, and joy were intertwined.

She recalled the youth in the dark cyan robe in her heart. She had not expected that back when they were fighting for the Yuantu Sword and the abi sword in the Beast Region, she had been schemed against.

After a night of passion, she had actually become pregnant with his child.

But because Feng Qing'er possessed the Heavenly Demon Phoenix bloodline, it was very different from a normal human pregnancy.

The powerful Heavenly Demon Phoenix bloodline made it extremely difficult to bear offspring, but the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan had never intermarried with outsiders; the noble Heavenly Demon Phoenix bloodline could not be contaminated, so Feng Qing'er had decided to refine it away.

Swish!

At this moment, a figure sped from outside the palace. Looking travel-worn and with a solemn expression, the figure bowed respectfully to Feng Qing'er.

"Clan Leader, there is news about the youth you asked me to keep an eye on!" the young girl pondered slightly and said solemnly.

"Oh? Tell me." Feng Qing'er said nonchalantly.

"Clan Leader, this person is named Yun Tian, also known as Hun Tiandi. Several months ago, a battle between Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion and Starfall Pavilion broke out, with experts from both sides mobilized; it was extremely tragic."

"Even the Burning Flame Valley, Flower Sect, and Pill Tower, these three major factions, participated. When Hun Tiandi was about to kill the Starfall Pavilion's young master, Ghost Demon, he was heavily injured and left on the verge of death by a single strike from Saint Feng, who then rescued Ghost Demon."

"Hun Tiandi was brought back to Starfall Pavilion by Sword Saint Tianquan, and his life or death is unknown."

After the girl finished speaking, a cold killing intent radiated from Feng Qing'er's body. The firmament was stirred by this aura, and low thunder rumbled.

"Saint Feng, Wind Idle?" Feng Qing'er said sharply.

"Send people to Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. I want to see him alive if he lives, or his corpse if he dies."

"Yes, Clan Leader!" The girl acknowledged the order and turned to leave.

Feng Qing'er placed her hand on her lower abdomen and changed her decision; she would give birth to this infant. If Hun Tiandi had truly perished, this would count as leaving behind a descendant of his bloodline.

Sword Tomb Forbidden Area.

Infinite sword intent danced in the air, evolving into a sword domain. At this point, even Sword Saint Tianquan could not get close and could only wait patiently for Hun Tiandi to emerge from seclusion.

On the Ten Thousand Sword Heavenly Pond, the youth sat with his eyes tightly shut, his entire body radiating shocking sword intent, permeated with signs of vitality.

Inside his body, however, the transformation was astonishing. Every bone was imprinted with sword runes, natural and seamless, as if born from heaven.

This was the Sword Bone tempered by ten thousand sword intents, even possessing a trace of an immortal aura.

His meridians were fully unblocked, and his vast Dou Qi circulated freely. If his meridians had previously been like a small stream, they were now like a wide river.

His internal organs were full of vitality, and sword blood flowed through his body, roaring like low thunder, rolling like a tide.

The Nether Small World opened.

Streams of pure innate energy circulated according to the Ten Thousand Sword Art, refining into rolling Dou Qi, and suddenly, a terrifying aura began to slowly recover.

"Eh, is he about to wake up?" Sword Saint Tianquan asked in confusion.

On the cold face of Mud Bodhisattva beside him, a hint of excitement appeared; there was finally some movement.

The bottleneck of a One-Star Dou Huang was broken, and his aura surged.

Two-Star... Three-Star... Under the support of the massive and pure energy, his aura was like erupting underground magma.

The aura was surging, and half an hour later, it soared to the level of a Seven-Star Dou Huang.

"Seven-Star Dou Huang?" Sword Saint Tianquan frowned slightly. Such a rapid increase, if not curbed, would affect his foundation.

The recovering Hun Tiandi sat cross-legged, his hands changed, and he began to compress his aura.

After employing some methods, he was pushed back to the Five-Star Dou Huang level, and his originally unstable aura became steady.

"Five-Star Dou Huang, good, he was not controlled by the power!" Sword Saint Tianquan smiled slightly. Such a good seedling, his future would be limitless.

Clang...

The lingxiao jade butterfly above his head spun around, and the sound of perfect laws resonated, causing Hun Tiandi to fall into a state of realization.

The perfect laws included Time, Space, Five Elements, Soul Dao, Thunder, Sword Dao, and Poison; seven laws were perfected.

Zing!

A heaven-reaching sword cry caused Hun Tiandi to fall into realization. In his sea of consciousness, the pale green Soul Sword, under the tempering of sword intent, became vigorous and immortal.

It was as if the Soul Sword originally condensed by the Soul Weapon Art was like duckweed in the wind, without roots, like a castle in the air, capable of collapsing at any moment.

But under the tempering of the sword intent, the Soul Sword's foundation was as stable as a mountain.

The sharpness of the Soul Sword's intent was unmatched and domineering. If anyone dared to release soul power to probe Hun Tiandi, with a single thought of the sword intent, it would instantly shatter the other person's soul perception.

Crack!

Under the addition of the Sword Dao laws, a crisp shattering sound came from within his body. The Killing Sword Intent and Destruction Sword Intent merged with the Sword Heart, his mind clear, like a bright mirror.

No dust could settle on him, and a feeling of joy welled up in his heart.

It turned out that his Sword Dao realm had broken through again after experiencing life and death.

He had moved from the original Sword God Selfless Realm into the Sword Heart Clarity realm that sword cultivators dreamed of.

In the Sword Heart Clarity realm, the cultivator's mind is as clear as a mirror, unaffected by external disturbances, able to discern everything, predict enemy moves, and foresee fortune and misfortune.

"Hahaha, Sword Heart Clarity! My Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion has finally produced a peerless genius. Even his teacher, the previous generation's Pavilion Master, had not reached this realm."

Sword Saint Tianquan said excitedly, even more thrilled than when he himself had advanced to a Four-Star Dou Sheng.

Hiss...

The Sword-Holding Elder behind him heard this, and while stroking his beard, he pulled out several strands, wincing in pain.

The elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion looked at each other, all seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

Even though they had cultivated for many years, they had only reached the fourth realm, the Sword Spirit of the Universe realm, where sword intent is unobstructed and moves are agile and transcendent.

As for the fifth realm, Sword God Selfless Realm, and the sixth realm, Sword Heart Clarity, they were extremely difficult to comprehend; they hadn't even reached the threshold.

Yet, before their eyes, a youth in his twenties had such terrifying comprehension.

Having comprehended the Sword Heart Clarity realm, this made it somewhat difficult for them to accept.