86: Chapter 86 One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate! This is the True Supreme Sword Master

"Hey, you there! Be careful with your movements! That is flooring paved with ten-thousand-year mysterious jade; can you afford to pay if you break it?"

"Over here, over here! This pillar is made of golden-thread nanmu; pull the whole thing out for me!"

"What? You can't take it? Then throw away the dry rations in your storage ring! Pack the pillar!"

The noisy clamor instantly replaced the tragic atmosphere that had originally filled the battlefield with the mundane aura of everyday life.

However, in stark contrast to the bustling scene on the ground, the sky above had fallen into a suffocating silence and oppression.

Although Xu Chen's previous sword strike had been delivered a long time ago, the Sword Intent remaining between heaven and earth seemed to have gained a life of its own.

"Rumble..."

A dull thunder suddenly rolled across the previously cloudless sky.

But that was not thunder. That was the Void Realm lamenting.

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, the massive sword scar that had split the main peak of the Heavenly Sword into two actually began to spread upwards.

It was like a giant green Dragon swimming against the current, ignoring the constraints of the Law of Space, surging upwards all the way to the Nine Heavens!

"Rip—"

A crisp sound, as if fabric were being torn, clearly spread across a radius of ten thousand miles.

The firmament split open.

A massive fissure, ten thousand miles long, spanned the horizon.

Through that fissure, people could even see the chaotic and disordered Chaos storms behind the Void Realm, and... an ancient stone gate, looming faintly as if it connected to the other shore of the Dao of the Sword.

A single sword strike opens the Heavenly Gate!

"This... this is..."

Xu Zhan Tian, who was directing the move, suddenly paused his actions, and a Top-Grade Spirit Stone in his hand dropped to the ground with a "clatter."

He tilted his head, looking at the fissure that spanned the firmament, his cloudy old eyes filled with shock and fascination.

"Opening the Heavenly Gate with a sword... This is a miracle that legend says only a Sword Immortal who has entered the sagehood of the Dao of the Sword and touched the Origin of heaven and earth can achieve!"

"My dear grandson... is not just a half-sage; his comprehension of the Dao of the Sword has likely already surpassed the limits of this world!"

It was not just Xu Zhan Tian. At this moment, across the entire Central Province, every Sword Cultivator felt this pressure from the depths of their Soul at the same time.

...

Central Province, Myriad Sword Pavilion.

The Pavilion Master, who was in seclusion meditating on the Dao of the Sword, suddenly felt his life-bound divine sword tremble violently in his hand.

"What is going on?"

He opened his eyes in terror, only to discover that the swords of all the past Ancestral Masters enshrined in the Ancestral Hall had all unsheathed themselves automatically, their tips pointing in unison toward the direction of the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, slightly bent as if bowing to some Supreme monarch.

"Ten Thousand Swords Bowing to the Ancestor?!"

"Has a peerless Sword God emerged?!"

...

Central Province, Divine Sword Imperial Dynasty.

Above the imperial palace, the "Son of Heaven's Sword" that suppressed the nation's destiny suddenly let out a mournful cry, fell from the high-hanging Dragon Throne, and stuck into the ground, trembling.

"This... what is happening?"

The old Emperor was pale with fright.

"Could it be that Heaven is going to destroy my Imperial Dynasty?"

"No... Your Majesty..."

A State Preceptor responsible for stargazing pointed tremblingly at the sky.

"Look over there... the Heavenly Gate has opened."

"Someone has forcibly split the shackles of heaven and earth with Supreme Dao of the Sword... This is declaring to the world that a new Supreme of the Dao of the Sword has been born!"

...

Returning our gaze to the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range.

This scene of "Ten Thousand Swords Bowing to the Ancestor" was most intuitive and shocking here.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The Xu Family army, which was in the middle of moving, suddenly found that the weapons in their hands were no longer obeying them.

Tens of thousands of longswords, including the Saint Weapons and Quasi-Emperor Weapons looted from the Heavenly Sword treasury, all broke free from their owners' control and automatically flew into mid-air.

They did not attack anyone. Instead, they hovered densely around Xu Chen, their tips lowered and their blades bent.

It was just like a full court of civil and military officials bowing to their emperor.

Xu Chen stood with his hands behind his back, in the center of that sky full of swords.

He did not deliberately release any pressure, but in his white robes, surrounded by ten thousand swords, he appeared so unattainable, so peerlessly independent.

"So... so handsome..."

Nangong Waner held her hands over her heart, and the stars in her eyes were about to overflow.

She herself was Born with a Sword Spirit, and her sensitivity to the Dao of the Sword was the keenest.

At this moment, in her eyes, Xu Chen was simply the Incarnation of the "Dao." Every strand of hair, every glance, contained sword principles that made her intoxicated.

"Husband... I want to learn this too!"

She couldn't help but tug on Xu Chen's sleeve, acting coquettishly.

"I also want to open the Heavenly Gate with a single sword strike!"

"You want to learn?"

Xu Chen turned around, looking at the two beauties, one big and one small, beside him. His originally cold and aloof Grandmaster aura instantly broke, and that familiar wicked smile hung on the corners of his mouth again.

"This move is called the Grass Character Sword Art."

"Although the power is decent, it has very high requirements for the body."

Xu Chen reached out and naturally wrapped his arms around their slender waists.

"Especially for the strength of the waist and its flexibility."

"As for you, Waner, your talent is not bad, but you still need more 'honing'."

"As for Master..."

Xu Chen glanced at Ye Qingwu, who was also full of admiration but was clearly more mature and charming.

"Master's Foundation is deep, and after last night's... cough, special training, she can barely get started."

"Spe... special training?"

Nangong Waner blinked her large eyes and asked with a pure expression.

"What kind of special training can strengthen waist power? I want to practice it too!"

"Cough, cough!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingwu's stunningly beautiful face turned crimson instantly, as if it were about to bleed.

She pinched Xu Chen hard and said in shame and anger:

"You... what are you talking about!"

"With Waner present, you have no seriousness!"

"How am I not serious?"

Xu Chen looked innocent.

"Cultivating the sword starts with cultivating the body; that is common knowledge."

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore."

Xu Chen waved his hand.

Hum!

The divine swords filling the sky seemed to be granted amnesty and flew back into their respective owners' hands one after another.

The terrifying Heavenly Gate fissure above, at the moment he retracted his Sword Intent, slowly closed.

Heaven and earth returned to peace.

But everyone knew that after today, the name "Xu Chen" would become a monument in the hearts of all Sword Cultivators in the Central Province that could never be surpassed.

"Let's go."

Xu Chen patted the two women on the shoulders and pointed at the entrance of the largest treasury below.

"I seem to have sensed just now that inside there... are a few good prenatal supplements?"

"Just right, to nourish Master's body."

"Xu Chen! I am going to kill you!!!"