Da Xuan Martial Saint

Chapter 631: 370: Longevity Ends, Absolute Blade Perishes!_3



Chapter 631: Chapter 370: Longevity Ends, Absolute Blade Perishes!_3

“…”

Tuoba Xi, holding the Absolute Blade, glanced at Jiang Changsheng.

Then,

he looked at Chen Mu, seemed about to strike with his blade but paused briefly.

It was right after this brief pause that he seemed to realize something, scoffed at himself with a self-mocking smile, then laughed repeatedly until he burst into loud laughter.

He hesitated.

...

Facing an opponent who, even after breaking free from his shackles, could not defeat Jiang Changsheng, a true Qiankun Grandmaster, he hesitated. His Absolute Blade did not swing towards Chen Mu immediately after Jiang Changsheng to question the Qiankun.

A hesitation that seemed no more than ordinary, faced with a powerful foe anyone would do the same, but in fact, at his current Realm, that slight hesitation, even if just for an instant, a single thought, was the difference between heaven and earth.

With that hesitation existing,

he would never be able to swing a blade without any regrets like Jiang Changsheng, breaking through his own mental barriers.

So he laughed.

Because only at this moment did he suddenly realize that he was not unable to overcome his senior brother Gongyang Yu’s “Heavenly Blade”, but rather he could not overcome himself, he had never been able to make that strike.

If a hundred years ago he could have made that strike, perhaps it would not just be Gongyang Yu standing as a Sword Saint in the Cold North, but two ‘Sword Saints’ dominating the world. But now everything has turned vague, becoming a thing of the past.

“Senior brother…”

He understood, then he let go, then he saw through it all.

Silently,

Tuoba Xi slowly lowered the Absolute Blade in his hand, leaned on the blade, his laughter gradually stopped, his face quickly aged, his entire being’s aura rapidly dissipated, until he completely turned into a pile of dried bones, quietly crumbling away, leaving only the Absolute Blade standing like a tombstone in front of that pile of bones.

Absolute Blade, Tuoba Xi,

lived out his natural life!

“Well said, well said.”

Kongji, who had walked far away, paused now, turned his head and glanced at the location of Tuoba Xi’s bones, a sigh of sorrow appearing in his eyes. Tuoba Xi, not undergoing the Blood Exchange, had indeed reached the natural end of his lifespan. Now having finally realized that overcoming others is difficult but overcoming oneself is harder, his century-long obsession dissolved, leaving only a trace of self-mockery as he thus ended his life, falling on the lands of the Earthly Abyss.

Chen Mu looked at Tuoba Xi’s bones, fell silent briefly. He had anticipated Tuoba Xi would strike at him like Jiang Changsheng, or retreat like others, but had not expected his life to end seated like this.

After a brief silence,

he slowly shifted his gaze and turned it towards the other grandmasters of the Cold North nearby.

The previous phrase ‘Who else will come?’ seemed to still echo here, and wherever his gaze reached, all who met his eyes, regardless of sect or affiliation, silently lowered their gazes, bowing their heads.

“This is… a Qiankun Grandmaster.”

Xia Yu’r, watching Chen Mu standing unflinchingly with all the grandmasters of the Cold North bowing before him, could not help but feel stirred. She had seen in ancient texts, ‘With Qiankun emerges, none but I alone esteemed, and Grandmasters all bow down.’ Now it was playing out right before her.

But,

in the midst of the silence in the field, with all the grandmasters silently bowing their heads,

suddenly, a discordant voice eerily rang out,

“I’m coming!”

Whirring!

A grey figure broke through the air, moving with an unimaginably fast speed towards Chen Mu’s back, in an instant Demon Qi surged to the skies, overwhelmingly vast, nearly causing the hundreds of meters of the surrounding Earthly Abyss to become depressively silent, shocking and frightening all the grandmasters present.

This terrifying Demon Qi was almost boundless, far beyond what Seventh or Eighth Rank could match, the grey figure part human, part demon, instantly recognizable as not a demon creature but a Demon Man of the Sky Demon Sect, therefore his identity was almost self-evident.

Old Ancestor of the Sky Demon Sect.

Yuwen Hao!

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