Chapter 1050 - 545: Daoist Monarch Grand Ceremony (Part 2)

Chapter 1050: Chapter 545: Daoist Monarch Grand Ceremony (Part 2)

As the Sword Array was established, the intertwined sword lights presented a moment of grand splendor. Daoist Monarch Chen slowly rose; he was clad in a Magic Robe woven with Cloud Brocade, embroidered with innumerable Spirit Patterns, treading on steps that shimmered with Flowing Light, walking towards the plaza of the Sword Array.

With Daoist Monarch Chen’s steps, the hum of the Ten Thousand Swords grew increasingly exuberant, resembling the roars of ten thousand dragons echoing through the skies. Countless Spirit Swords arranged in formation to welcome him, reflecting in harmony with the Spirit Pattern Magic Robe he wore. His steps seemed to resonate with the surrounding Heaven and Earth Law, stirring circles of subtle spatial ripples, immersing the entire venue in an aura of solemnity and mystery.

Daoist Monarch Chen’s eyes were profound and distant, his being surrounded by a faint Sword Intent and an aura beyond the mundane, involuntarily inspiring awe, as if facing a supreme Sword Dao master from ancient times.

"Fellow disciples, and esteemed guests from afar!" Daoist Monarch Chen looked around the assembled swords, his voice like the morning bell and the evening drum, both deep and clear, penetrating the chaotic sword hum and howling wind, striking the core of everyone present: "Today is the celebration of my promotion to Mahayana Daoist Monarch, and also a grand event for the Sword Dao heritage of our Profound Celestial Sword Sect. Here, I, Chen Qingxuan, seize this opportunity to partake in this splendid occasion with you all, delving into the mysteries of Sword Dao, advancing together in cultivation, hoping for the flourishing of the Sword Dao, and the eternal solidity of the Sect."

After speaking, Chen Qingxuan gently raised his hand, palm facing the sky, eyes slightly closed, mind and body already resonating within this realm, with all things, summoning Spiritual Qi from all directions to converge. The sword intent permeating the plaza ignited like a blaze, instantly surging, those Spirit Swords suspended mid-air, as if receiving a supreme summons, their tips uniformly pointed towards the Sect’s Holy Land—the direction of the Asking Sword Hall, foretelling an extraordinary event.

"I, Chen Qingxuan, in the name of Profound Celestial Sword Sect—Mahayana Daoist Monarch, hereby declare to Heaven and Earth, to unsheathe the Sect’s supreme treasure—Profound Celestial Sword!" Daoist Monarch Chen suddenly opened his eyes, piercing brilliance shooting forth, voice like thunderbolts, imposing and unassailable.

At that instant, inside the Asking Sword Hall seemed to awaken by an ancient power, an echoing, timeless sword chant pierced through the dust of ages, resounding into the clouds. Following this, a dazzling Sword Aura, like a meteor cleaving the night sky, soared high from within the hall, thrusting straight into the sky, illuminating the entire heavens as if it were daylight, magnificent and splendid.

Within the Sword Aura, a majestic and ancient Giant Sword slowly unveiled its true form. Upon its sword body flowed intricate and profound runes, each containing the Heaven and Earth Ultimate Truth, emitting a heart-palpitating sword intent and supreme might. This was indeed the Sect’s guardian treasure handed down - the Profound Celestial Sword.

The appearance of the Profound Celestial Sword garnered allegiance from the Ten Thousand Swords, like the king of swords, with extraordinary momentum, instantly elevating the entire ceremony’s atmosphere to a fever pitch.

Daoist Monarch Chen flashed his figure, appearing like a phantom beneath the Profound Celestial Sword in an instant. He gently stroked the sword hilt, an overwhelming sword intent surged from the depths of his soul, intertwining and merging with the sword intent of the Profound Celestial Sword, forming a power capable of shaking and transforming the world.

"A sword is neither a weapon nor a toy, but an extension of the heart, a carrier of the Dao." Chen Qingxuan’s voice was low and powerful, his words seemed to imbue the Profound Celestial Sword with new life and meaning. As he slowly gripped the sword hilt, the runes on the Profound Celestial Sword began to sparkle, and the light grew even more brilliant. An ancient and pure sword intent like rushing rivers spread outward, cleansing everyone’s soul.

"I, Chen Qingxuan, with the heritage of Profound Celestial Sword Sect, with the Profound Celestial Sword as proof, vow to protect the Sect with my life!" With these words, he propelled himself skyward like an arrow released from a bowstring, cutting through the clouds, the Profound Celestial Sword in his hand transformed into a silver lightning, tearing across the sky, where its tip pointed, the weather changed, thunder roared.

All at the Sect’s grand ceremony site, whether Sect disciples or guests from afar, were awestruck by the power and beauty of this earth-shattering sword, whether in amazement, reverence, solemnity, or even fear, intermingling emotions witnessed this historic moment.

After spiraling several times in the air, Chen Qingxuan abruptly paused his form. The Profound Celestial Sword suddenly departed as sword light swept across like a ribbon, where it passed, space seemed to be cleaved, leaving visible spatial cracks, yet what amazed people was that these cracks quickly healed after the sword light passed, as if they never existed, demonstrating Chen Qingxuan’s mastery and understanding of the Supreme Realm of Sword Dao.

"A sword, is where the heart directs, where the intent reaches. If the heart is true, the sword is true; if the intent is far, the sword is far." After a gentle descent back to the plaza, the Profound Celestial Sword materialized out of nowhere again, flying into his hand.

Chen Qingxuan solemnly gazed at the Profound Celestial Sword, and with the sword in hand made the vow: "Today, in the name of Mahayana Daoist Monarch of Profound Celestial Sword Sect, I continue the aspiration of the Ancestral Master of Profound Celestial, vowing to promote and exalt Sword Dao, protect the Sect, and guard all beings."

Having spoken, the Spiritual Power within Chen Qingxuan surged like mighty rivers, pouring into the Profound Celestial Sword, the Spirit Patterns on the sword body suddenly brightened, and the light became dazzling, as if countless stars converged within, releasing an unprecedented sword intent, as if declaring to the world the emergence of a new leader in Sword Dao.

With Chen Qingxuan’s thought, the Profound Celestial Sword slowly hovered mid-air, its tip slightly vibrating, seemingly responding to his vow. The surrounding space seemed to freeze at that moment, as all eyes focused on this Dao Sword that carried the Profound Celestial Sword Sect’s timeless glory.