337: Chapter 337 This is fucking a righteous brawl!

Cao Kun spent an entire month inside the Demon Suppressing Tower.

When he finally severed his connection with the Divine Sword Space and withdrew,

despite his powerful Physical Body at the Mid-stage Integration Stage, he couldn't help but rub his slightly throbbing temples.

During this month, Cao Kun did nothing, standing like a wooden post on that golden sea of clouds, opening up his Primordial Spirit.

He allowed those enchantingly beautiful sword spirits to transform into the power of Origin, surging frantically into his body.

At first, the feeling of his Divine Soul blending and his Origin expanding indeed made him feel incredibly euphoric.

Every sword spirit that surged into his Purple Mansion brought pure insights into the Law.

But as time went on, this became an extremely tedious chore that severely tested the strength of his Primordial Spirit.

It was only because he had Cultivated the Chaos Unity Art that his foundation was ridiculously robust.

If it were any ordinary Cultivator, even one at the Mahayana Stage, their Primordial Spirit would probably have been blown apart long ago.

"Damn it, a whole month and I've only digested eight thousand..."

"If the Demon Suppressing Tower couldn't alter the flow of time, I really don't know how long it would have taken."

"How on earth did that Chaos God Emperor lead his team back then? Recruiting so many members, didn't he find it too crowded?"

Although he kept complaining endlessly,

Cao Kun knew better than anyone that the benefits he got for free this time were simply immeasurable.

The Golden Luck Dragon in his Purple Mansion, condensed from the Emperors Law,

had more than doubled in size compared to a month ago.

At the same time, a faint golden divine glow flowed across the surface of its scales.

That was the power settled after the Fusion of the eight thousand sword spirits' Origins.

Not only that,

but Cao Kun's temperament had also undergone an earth-shaking transformation.

Every gesture exuded imperial majesty, as if he were a true deity holding the power of life and death over the heavens!

Just as he was secretly indulging himself, the System's prompt sounded in Cao Kun's mind at the perfect moment.

[Ding! The unlocking progress of the chaos divine sword's power has increased!]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining a new ability: Divine Punishment!]

"Oh? A new skill?"

Cao Kun immediately opened the System panel to check the skill description.

[Divine Punishment: The host can summon the eight thousand awakened Chaos sword spirits at any time to form a formation against enemies, or completely condense the power of the eight thousand sword spirits onto the chaos divine sword to unleash a strike of absolute annihilation.]

[Note: The strength of the summoned sword spirits will always match the host's current cultivation level!]

After reading this description,

even Cao Kun, who was long accustomed to cheating as if it were a daily routine, couldn't help but be somewhat surprised!

"Holy shit!"

"This skill... is a bit overpowered!"

He was currently at the Mid-stage Integration Stage.

In other words, as long as he activated Divine Punishment, he could summon eight thousand female Sword Cultivators at the Mid-stage Integration Stage!

An army composed of eight thousand Mid-stage Integration Stage Cultivators

was enough to steamroll those so-called top-tier orthodoxies a hundred times over.

Even if they went up against old monsters of the Mahayana Stage,

eight thousand Mid-stage Integration Stage Cultivators could drown them with their spit alone!

"Where the hell is this 'Divine Punishment'? This is simply a righteous gang-up!"

Although eight thousand sword spirits were not even a drop in the bucket compared to the hundreds of millions in the Divine Sword Space,

but one had to take things one step at a time.

Cao Kun had already made his plans.

In the future, he had to treat this Divine Sword Space as a daily check-in spot.

He would come in every day to sign in and accept a few hundred sword spirits.

Over time, once his cultivation made a Breakthrough to the Mahayana Stage, he could directly summon hundreds of thousands of Mahayana Stage sword spirits to descend.

That scene would simply be too beautiful to behold.

His phobia of insufficient firepower was finally completely cured.

Cao Kun happily recalled the chaos divine sword to his Purple Mansion to nourish it,

and then, with a single thought, his figure vanished from the Demon Suppressing Tower.

...

Returning to the secret chamber in the back mountain of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace,

because of the difference in the flow of time, barely an hour had passed in the outside world.

The temperature inside the secret chamber still retained a hint of lingering, passionate warmth.

On the bed, Yan Feiyue slowly woke up.

The first thing she saw was Cao Kun standing by the bedside.

Recalling what had happened on this jade bed an hour ago,

the cheeks of this dignified and cold Grade 9 Alchemy Grandmaster instantly flushed with an intoxicating blush.

Disregarding the soreness in her body, she lifted the brocade quilt and walked barefoot to Cao Kun's side.

Like a completely tamed, docile kitten, she nestled into his embrace with both shyness and natural ease.

"Young Master~"

Cao Kun reached out to pinch her chin, his fingertips rubbing against her smooth skin.

"Awake? How does this new Physical Body feel?"

"Thank you for the gift, Master. This Flawless Dao Body is a hundred times stronger than Feiyue's previous body."

Yan Feiyue took the opportunity to nuzzle against Cao Kun's palm.

Then, she extended her slender, jade-like hands, skillfully picked up the yin-yang dharma robe beside her, and gently helped Cao Kun dress.

Cao Kun looked down at Yan Feiyue, who was tying his belt for him, and smiled mischievously.

"What? Haven't had enough tossing around just now? Are you teasing this Young Master again?"

"It seems this True Dragon Origin indeed lives up to its reputation, with such amazing recovery power."

Yan Feiyue's body trembled slightly, her eyes darting around.

"Feiyue wouldn't dare... Feiyue just wants to serve Master in dressing."

She really couldn't take any more right now.

Although this new Physical Body was powerful, it couldn't withstand Cao Kun's ravages, which were comparable to an ancient Vicious Beast.

If they did it again, she feared she wouldn't be able to walk out of this secret chamber today.

"Alright, I was just teasing you."

Cao Kun reached out to wrap his arm around her slender waist and planted a kiss on her red lips,

"Tidy up, it's time for us to head back."

...

Meanwhile,

in the Spirit Realm, inside a magnificent immortal palace high above the Nine Heavens,

a Guiding Grand Array emitting a faint blue light was slowly operating.

In front of the grand array,

an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a purple-gold Daoist robe, was pacing back and forth anxiously.

This old man was none other than the great expert at the fifth level of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, Supreme Elder Zhan Hong, who had crossed realms to snatch the primordial demon heart and coaxed Murong Xue and Guan Linger to descend to the Lower Realm.

"Calculating the time, Xue'er and Linger should have found that Lower Realm native by now."

"With their cultivation at the Mahayana Stage, dealing with a Lower Realm ant at the Void Refinement Stage should be as easy as pie."

"The broken sword... my broken sword will soon be in my hands!"

He needed that broken sword far too much.

Supreme Elder Zhan Hong had been stuck at the fifth level of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage for a full two thousand years, not daring to trigger the sixth Heavenly Tribulation for a long time.

This was because, in his early years, he had slaughtered too heavily to scramble for resources, staining himself with too much Karma and Karmic Obstruction.

Under the backlash of the Heavenly Dao, every single Lightning Tribulation became a destructive punishment with absolutely zero chance of survival.

But within the Ancient God Ruins,

he had sensed the power of the Law contained within that black broken sword across the boundary wall.

That terrifying power, which disregarded the Heavenly Dao and annihilated all creation, allowed him to see the hope of surviving the Lightning Tribulation.

As long as he could obtain that sword, he would have absolute confidence in cleaving through the remaining four Heavenly Tribulations and achieving the true Immortal Dao!

To become the number one person in this Spirit Realm!

Buzz!

Just as Supreme Elder Zhan Hong's mind was filled with the broken sword,

the Guiding Grand Array suddenly erupted with a powerful spatial fluctuation, with a deep blue light shooting straight toward the roof of the palace.

Two graceful figures stepped out from the spatial vortex.

They were precisely Murong Xue and Guan Linger, who had returned to the Spirit Realm using Realm-Breaking Talismans.

Seeing this, Supreme Elder Zhan Hong was overjoyed.

He immediately suppressed the fanaticism and impatience on his face, replaced it with a kind and compassionate expression, and hurriedly went forward to greet them.

"Xue'er, Linger, you are finally back!"

Supreme Elder Zhan Hong's tone was filled with concern, but his gaze couldn't help but sweep quickly over the two of them, trying to find any trace of that black broken sword.

Murong Xue and Guan Linger had barely stood firm

when Supreme Elder Zhan Hong, unable to suppress the anxiety in his heart, impatiently asked:

"You both have worked hard on this trip. Has that Lower Realm Devil Head named Cao Kun been executed? Has my master's supreme precious sword... been brought back?"