47: Chapter 47 Unyielding Spirit

The killing Qi between heaven and earth was so thick it was almost suffocating.

On Heavenly Sword Mountain.

A sorrowful and resolute "aura" was slowly awakening!

That was the aura unique to a Sword Cultivator.

It was an unyielding pride.

It was the invincible faith to dare to unsheathe one's sword in the face of despair.

"Cough, cough..."

Amidst the ruins on the mountaintop.

Ancestor Qin Zhenyue violently coughed up several mouthfuls of stagnant blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

He had lost count of how many times he had been sent flying; the entire peak of Heavenly Sword Mountain had been completely destroyed.

He used his broken sword to support his body, staggering as he stood up once more.

The brocade robe on his body was already tattered, covered in scorch marks and bloodstains, and his Qi was weakened to the extreme.

But at this moment.

His eyes, however, were frighteningly bright, as if a world-destroying flame was burning within them.

And on the other side, Ancestor Qin Poyue.

A raging flame also ignited in his eyes; the brothers exchanged a glance, and without a word, they understood each other's intentions.

"Fellow Daoists!"

Ancestor Qin Zhenyue's voice was hoarse, ringing out like a broken gong across the mountaintop, where the shouts of battle shook the heavens.

"We Sword Cultivators may have our swords broken, but our will must never be lost!"

"Our bodies may be destroyed, but our Sword Heart must never be ruined!"

"We Sword Cultivators stand between heaven and earth, walking with our swords; why fear death?"

"Where are the Sword Cultivator Disciples?"

Ancestor Qin Zhenyue shouted sternly, his voice shaking the universe.

At this moment.

Heaven and earth seemed to be influenced by his indomitable will.

Countless Sword Qi emerged from the Void Realm, and even the power of heaven and earth began to boil, as if expressing approval for this Sword Cultivator.

"Here!!!"

"Here!!!"

"Here!!!"

All the remaining Disciples within the Sword Pavilion Holy Land, regardless of the severity of their injuries or the level of their cultivation.

At this moment.

All let out beast-like roars.

There was no fear in their eyes, only a resolute determination to face life and death.

"Qingyun Sword Sect Disciples, follow me to prove the Dao with the sword!!"

The Old Ancestor of the Qingyun Sword Sect, who had been severely injured, had stood up again, though no one knew when.

Although the long sword in his hand was dim and lusterless, he still gripped it tightly, its tip trembling as it pointed toward the firmament.

"Black Iron Sect is willing to prove the Dao with the sword!"

"Wen Sword Sect is willing to prove the Dao with the sword!"

"Starfall Sword Sect is willing to prove the Dao with the sword!"

...

Roars filled with faith in the Dao of the sword erupted from the mouths of the remaining high-ranking members, Elders, and elite Disciples of each sect.

They might have schemed against one another, or perhaps fought over resources in the past.

But at this moment.

Facing the desperate situation of their sects being destroyed and their lineages extinguished, the blood and pride belonging to them as Sword Cultivators were completely ignited.

There were no surrenderers.

And no one begging for mercy!

There was only a surging faith that pressed ever forward...

"With a clear Sword Heart, the body dies but the Dao remains! Kill—!"

Ancestor Qin Zhenyue and Ancestor Qin Poyue let out their final roars, and the brothers simultaneously began to burn their life essence!

In an instant.

Two previously withered auras shot into the sky like a final flash of brilliance, even briefly suppressing the fluctuations of the power of heaven and earth around them!

They transformed into two sword lights that were brilliant yet tragic to the extreme, one on the left and one on the right, carrying the determination to perish together, and charged once again toward those five Celestial Realm warriors of the Imperial Dynasty!

"Hmph, a deathbed struggle!"

Although one of the Imperial Dynasty's Celestial Realm commanders spoke with disdain, a trace of gravity flashed in his eyes.

They were all qualified commander-level figures.

Facing the desperate counterattack of two experts of the same level, they naturally did not dare to be careless.

"Boom! Rumble—!"

Even more violent booming sounds exploded in the Void Realm, as the sword light and the power of heaven and earth collided and annihilated each other frantically.

This time.

The strength of the brothers, Ancestor Qin Zhenyue and Ancestor Qin Poyue, had increased significantly; their sword light swept across, forcing the five Celestial Realm commanders to temporarily avoid its edge and begin defending in unison.

However.

What they were burning was their life.

It was not a long-term solution after all; as time passed, their formidable auras gradually began to fall.

"Big brother, in the next life... let's be brothers again!"

Ancestor Qin Poyue's voice suddenly rang out in the Void Realm, carrying a trace of relieved laughter.

"Good!"

Ancestor Qin Zhenyue's eyes filled with tears, yet he was laughing loudly.

The next moment.

The two brilliant sword lights suddenly collapsed inward, and then... exploded with a roar!

In an instant.

Endless Sword Qi and destructive power swept outwards from them as the center!

That was the final blooming of their lifelong cultivation, flesh, blood, and Divine Soul!

"Not good! Retreat quickly!"

After seeing this scene.

The several Celestial Realm commanders of the Imperial Dynasty changed their expressions slightly, immediately retreating rapidly, and set up layers of defense at the very first moment.

The light of the explosion directly engulfed a small patch of the sky.

When the light dissipated, the figures of the five Celestial Realm commanders were revealed; although their armor was somewhat damaged and their auras were slightly chaotic, they appeared largely unharmed overall.

And in the original spot.

Ancestor Qin Zhenyue and Ancestor Qin Poyue... had completely vanished.

"Old Ancestor!!!"

"Old Ancestor!!!"

...

All the Disciples within the Sword Pavilion were furious to the point of their eyes splitting, and a sorrowful and tragic aura instantly enveloped the entire Heavenly Sword Mountain.

"Everyone... the Dao of the Sword Cultivator is to break rather than bend! Kill!"

"Kill!!"

"Kill!!"

Everyone remaining within the Sword Pavilion Holy Land acted as if they had gone mad, following the example of the two Sword Pavilion Old Ancestors, and began to frantically burn their own life essence and even their life Origin.

Subsequently.

All transformed into streaks of Sword Qi rainbows, pouncing toward their respective opponents.

They no longer defended.

Attacking only, not defending.

Trading their lives for wounds.

Blood for blood!

The Old Ancestor of the Qingyun Sword Sect laughed wildly, then executed the Unity of Man and Sword, transforming into a cyan rainbow that pierced through heaven and earth, crashing directly into an Imperial Dynasty Great Grandmaster.

While heavily injuring him, he himself exploded with a roar, taking several Imperial Dynasty elites with him.

The Sect Head of the Black Iron Sect roared the vow, "Heavy sword has no edge, prove the Dao with strength!" and transformed himself into a giant sword that reached the heavens, slashing fiercely at his opponent.

At the cost of his own life, he heavily injured his opponent...

The Elder of the Wen Sword Sect laughed sinisterly, executing a forbidden technique of mutual destruction, his body transforming into countless streaks of pitch-black, venomous Sword Qi, shooting indiscriminately in all directions...

Sorrowful.

Tragic.

Heart-wrenching.

Every inch of land on Heavenly Sword Mountain seemed to be weeping blood.

Amidst the broken walls and ruins, corpses lay in heaps, and there were countless broken swords and shattered halberds.

At this moment.

Even the Imperial Dynasty's offensive was slightly thwarted by this desperate counterattack.

This was the power of fighting with one's life.

In any world, when facing injustice and being powerless to do anything through conventional means, fighting with one's life is always the final resort!

Anyone.

In the depths of their hearts, must have the hidden attribute of "daring to risk being sliced to pieces to drag the emperor off his horse."

Because this is the only reliance Heaven gives ordinary people when facing despair and injustice!

It is a pity...

These people within the Sword Pavilion Holy Land, although they caused a certain amount of casualties to the Imperial Dynasty's forces.

However.

The absolute disparity in strength had long ago destined the outcome of this tragic resistance...

General Chu Batian stood tall above the Void Realm, coldly watching everything below.

Regarding the martyrdom of the brothers, Ancestor Qin Zhenyue and Ancestor Qin Poyue, and the tragic counterattack of the Martial Artists of the various sects, not even a ripple stirred in his cold eyes.

"Courage is commendable, but acting in a Heaven-Defying manner is ultimately like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

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