Chapter 116 ·The Sword of Equality for All Beings, Capable of Slaying All Enemies and Breaking All Laws!

【Effect ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍Three: Myriad Swords Paying Homage to the Ancestor.】

【Where ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the holder stands, that place becomes the center of the Sword Dao.】

【All ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍swords of sword cultivators across the myriad worlds can sense it and pay homage.】

After ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍reading these three effects, Gu Yan was just thinking that he had truly struck it rich this time.

Suddenly, ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍his brow grew warm.

He ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍subconsciously raised his hand to touch it. When his fingertips reached his forehead, a slight shock stirred in his heart.

There was now an additional pattern there.

A sword mark.

Shaped like a sword tip, yet also like a slash mark, it emitted a faint golden glow, flickering in and out of visibility.

Before Gu Yan could examine it carefully, his consciousness seemed to be pulled away by an invisible force.

The sensation was extremely peculiar.

Now at the Human Immortal Sixth Layer, his mind was stable and his will firm—ordinary illusions could not shake him in the slightest.

Yet at this moment, that force surged like a bursting riverbank, unstoppable, dragging his entire being into another world.

The world spun.

Moments later, Gu Yan opened his eyes.

Before him stretched a vast, boundless void.

No sky, no earth, no sun, no moon.

Only swords.

Countless swords.

Some hovered high in the air, their blades shimmering with dazzling light.

Some were embedded diagonally into the ground, their hilts wrapped in the traces of time.

Some were mere remnants, their blades broken, yet still radiating fierce sword intent.

Long swords, short swords, broad swords, slender swords, heavy swords, flexible swords...

All kinds of swords filled his vision, densely packed.

Each sword contained a unique sword intent.

Some were sharp, as if capable of cleaving heaven and earth.

Some were heavy, like mountains pressing down.

Some were light and ethereal, as if ascending to immortality.

Some were domineering, looking down upon the world with unrivaled supremacy.

Standing in this world of swords, Gu Yan swept his gaze around.

He discovered that he was not alone.

In the distance, vague human figures were walking toward the same direction.

These figures were indistinct—faces unseen, forms unclear—only faint silhouettes of humans.

Some walked slowly, staggering.

Some strode forward in great haste.

Some stood still, staring blankly at a certain sword.

Some knelt on the ground, kowtowing toward a particular sword.

As Gu Yan observed, the figure closest to him suddenly stopped.

That figure turned its head and glanced toward him.

Though its face was invisible, Gu Yan could feel an indescribable emotion within that gaze.

Shock.

Reverence.

And a trace of… submission.

In the next instant, that figure bent down and gave Gu Yan a deep bow.

Gu Yan was slightly stunned.

Before he could react, a second, a third, a fourth…

All the surrounding figures stopped.

All of them turned their heads.

All of them bent down.

And bowed deeply toward him.

It felt as though an emperor had entered a crowd—everyone instinctively made way, instinctively submitted.

Gu Yan frowned slightly and examined himself with his divine sense.

He discovered that his form in this space was similar to those figures.

Illusory and indistinct, with no visible features.

Yet there was something different.

Around his body flowed a faint golden light, like an invisible barrier separating him from everything else.

It was precisely this golden light that caused those figures to submit instinctively.

Gu Yan pondered.

This must be another manifestation of Myriad Swords Paying Homage to the Ancestor.

Even within this peculiar world of swords, the cultivators who came here to comprehend the Sword Dao would instinctively feel reverence toward him.

Since no one could see faces or recognize identities—

They could bow as they pleased.

Gu Yan ignored the figures and stepped forward.

He did not know where he was going, only that something ahead seemed to be calling him.

He walked forward.

More and more figures appeared around him.

Each time he passed, the figures would stop and bow.

Some even knelt fully, prostrating themselves, remaining there for a long time.

Gu Yan remained expressionless as he walked past them.

Gradually, a realization arose in his heart.

This world was called the Origin of Myriad Swords.

Across the myriad worlds, any sword cultivator, any who comprehended sword divine abilities, would have their consciousness enter this place at that very moment.

Those vague figures were projections of the consciousness of countless sword cultivators from across the myriad worlds.

There were youths at the Foundation Establishment stage, newly stepping into the Sword Dao, full of longing.

There were middle-aged cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, their sword hearts newly formed, brimming with spirit.

There were old monsters at the Great Ascension stage, their Sword Dao perfected, dominating regions.

There were even powerful beings at the Immortal King Realm, whose sword intent had reached profound mysteries, looking down upon the heavens.

They came here to observe the traces left behind by great Sword Dao experts, to comprehend their own sword divine abilities.

And Gu Yan—

He was the master of this world.

Or rather, the Sword Master chosen by this world itself.

That was why those figures instinctively submitted upon seeing him.

Gu Yan continued forward.

He did not know how long he walked; time seemed meaningless here.

After a long while, he stopped.

Ahead of him was a sword.

The sword was pure white, slender in form, with two large characters engraved on its hilt: “All Beings.”

A peculiar sword intent flowed across its blade.

That intent was gentle like jade, yet heavy like a mountain.

As if it could contain everything, bear everything.

Gu Yan gazed at the sword, and a realization surged within him.

This was his sword.

Or rather, his Sword Dao.

This “Sword of All Beings” was the manifestation of his Dao within this Origin of Myriad Swords.

Gu Yan raised his hand and gently grasped the hilt.

At that instant, countless sword intents surged into his mind.

Sharp sword intents that could sever all things.

Domineering sword intents that reigned supreme.

Light and ethereal sword intents, drifting beyond the mundane.

Heavy sword intents that suppressed mountains and rivers.

Killing sword intents that turned rivers into blood.

Protective sword intents, unbreakable as fortified walls.

……

Countless sword intents, countless insights, surged like a tide.

Gu Yan closed his eyes, allowing them to wash over his consciousness.

Gradually, he extracted what belonged to him.

What should his Sword Dao be?

He recalled the path he had walked.

From the Taiyi Dao Sect to his current Human Immortal Sixth Layer.

He had seen too many injustices.

He had seen demonic cultivators who treated human lives as worthless as grass.

He had seen sect conflicts where rivers of blood were shed for trivial resources.

He had seen demonic paths slaughter entire cities, using all living beings as sustenance.

He had also seen those struggling in darkness, those fighting desperately just to survive.

Those who, though weak, never abandoned their dignity.

Thus, he had named his good body Fang Yuan and established the Heaven and Earth Great Love Unity Alliance.

Letting Fang Yuan govern that mortal world, ensuring that everyone could live with dignity.

This was his Dao.

Great Love for All Beings.

Under him, all beings were equal, without distinction of status.

Yet at the same time, through the Haotian Mirror, he had seen those lofty existences.

Immortal Kings who regarded all beings as ants.

Demonic overlords who slaughtered countless lives for their own desires.

When facing them—

There was only one answer: kill.

Thus, his Sword Dao had two sides.

One side was Great Love—embracing all beings, bearing all things.

The other side was invincibility—slaying all enemies, sweeping away all injustice.

Gu Yan opened his eyes.

On the blade of the Sword of All Beings in his hand, a second pattern appeared.

That pattern resembled thunder, yet also like a crack, carrying a fierce killing intent.

Two patterns—one gentle, one fierce—intertwined and coexisted.

This was his Supreme Sword Dao Great Divine Ability: Sword Intent of Equality for All Beings.

This sword intent had two forms.

One was called Form of All Beings.

When the sword was drawn, it embraced all things and carried all beings.

It could protect a region’s peace, stabilize its destiny.

Under this form, all beings were equal—no nobility, no inferiority, no high or low.

The other was called Immortal-Slaying Form.

When the sword was drawn, it was decisive and lethal—invincible under heaven.

It could slay all enemies, break all laws.

Under this form, whether Immortal King or Immortal Emperor, all could be slain.

Great Love and slaughter were originally one.

Without the power of slaughter, Great Love was empty talk.

Without the heart of Great Love, slaughter became the demonic path.

Only when the two merged did they form Gu Yan’s Sword Dao.

Moments later, his consciousness gradually blurred.

Everything before his eyes began to dissipate.

……

Within the Little Luo Grotto-Heaven, before the Longevity Hall.

Gu Yan opened his eyes.

The sword mark on his brow remained, though it no longer radiated heat.

He lowered his head, looking at his hands, feeling the brand-new sword intent within his body.

Sword Intent of Equality for All Beings.

Very strong.

Extremely strong.

With his current Human Immortal Sixth Layer cultivation, combined with the tenfold amplification of the golden entry, and then using this Supreme Sword Dao Great Divine Ability…

……

After obtaining 《Eternal Unique Supreme Sword Master · Gold》, Gu Yan entered seclusion once more.

Cultivation, cultivation, and more cultivation.

It had to be said—this golden entry’s enhancement to the Sword Dao was astonishing.

Even without deliberately practicing sword techniques, whenever he circulated his cultivation method, that supreme sword intent would flow on its own, nourishing his mind and body.

Cultivation itself had become a pleasure.

Fifteen years passed in the blink of an eye.

Gu Yan opened his eyes, his aura growing more profound.

Human Immortal Seventh Layer.

Two more layers remained before the Human Immortal Ninth Layer.

As for the Earth Immortal Realm—it seemed close, yet in truth, the road ahead was still long.

Gu Yan did not stop.

He closed his eyes and continued cultivating.

Another thirty years passed.

Gu Yan opened his eyes again—Human Immortal Eighth Layer.

Just as he was about to continue cultivating, his brows furrowed.

At that moment, he felt something strange.

It was as if something was watching him.

Not a gaze.

Not divine sense.

But something more mysterious—akin to the deduction of heavenly secrets.

Someone was using a great divine ability to deduce his origin, his location—everything about him.

A trace of shock rose in Gu Yan’s heart.

This was the first time he had felt such a thing.

Ever since obtaining Body Without Self and Form · Red, neither the Great Dao nor the Heavenly Dao could perceive his existence—let alone the deductions of cultivators.

Yet now, he could clearly sense that force of deduction.

Although it had not found him and was merely circling around him like a headless fly—

The very fact that it could make him feel it meant it was far from ordinary.

Gu Yan’s gaze sharpened.

He raised his right hand, and the Haotian Mirror appeared out of thin air.

He intended to see exactly who was targeting him.

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