Chapter 505 - May I Borrow Your Sword?

At the edge of the Central Continent, everyone was anxiously watching the movements within the sword formation. Although they did not understand what had happened, they did know one thing: a giant had descended upon the world. The colossal being not only proclaimed himself a god, but also sought to destroy this continent with his boundless divine power.

At this moment, a supreme powerhouse was engaged in a great battle with him. Few knew the true identity of this powerhouse, yet that did not prevent countless people from seeing him as their last hope. Even those from the outer domain shared the sentiment.

Pi Luo’s ferocity had already surpassed their understanding. Regardless of cultivation level, temperament, or alignment—everyone’s thoughts were the same. He has to win!

The rise and fall of this continent, the life and death of countless cultivators across the five domains, all rested on this supreme powerhouse!

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Gu Han had taken on the heavy responsibility of sword chief, and Yun Jiansheng had fulfilled a great wish in his heart, adding more sharpness to the Red Dust Sword’s sword intent. Their battle was more formidable than the clash between Gu Han and Yun Tu.

As sword intent and divine power collided without stopping, the Central Continent was nearly destroyed beyond recognition. Though the divine power was vast and boundless like the ocean, it was still unable to suppress the ever-sharpening Red Dust Sword. Almost with the force of creating the heavens, it broke through layers of divine power and divine might, arriving before Pi Luo.

The closer the Red Dust Sword advanced, the colder Pi Luo’s eyes grew, threatening to freeze everything solid. Right before the sword was about to land on him, he swung his fist, which was wrapped in boundless divine power. The punch shattered layer after layer of space and smashed onto the Red Dust Sword. A metallic ring sounded as sword intent and divine power exploded simultaneously.

A powerful aura erupted, spreading to every corner of the Central Continent in the blink of an eye. If not for the sword formation, even the other four domains would have been affected. Pi Luo retreated a hundred thousand zhang, his fist deeply wounded. Heavy as mountains, divine blood rained down, smashing one deep crater after another into the ground.

The Red Dust Sword returned to Yun Jiansheng’s side, its once-immaculate blade now cracked.

Yun Jiansheng said apologetically, “I’m sorry, old friend.”

In truth, he never intended to use the Red Dust Sword because it could no longer withstand a battle of such intensity. Above all, he cherished the sword deeply, unable to bear seeing it destroyed. Pi Luo’s appearance had disrupted his plans. If Yun Jiansheng did not use the sword and relied solely on a sword intent nurtured for a thousand years, it would be nearly impossible to slay the enemy.

The Red Dust had a spirit. Upon sensing Yun Jiansheng’s feelings, it vibrated lightly again, conveying a will to face death unflinchingly. When the man lived, the sword lived. When the man died, the sword shattered.

At that moment, divine power surged once more. Pi Luo took a step forward and returned to face Yun Jiansheng. “Human, you do have some skill.”

Yun Jiansheng looked up at the sky. “A divine clan member said the same to me back then. I killed him right after.”

“Arrogant!”

Yun Jiansheng fell silent for a moment. He extended his arm slowly, gently caressing the sword as he sighed softly. “In the end, I have to eliminate this scourge for Gu Han.”

At this moment, his mindset had already changed. Slaying Pi Luo was no longer solely for revenge. The Profound Heaven Sword Sect had a worthy successor. By defeating Pi Luo, he would remove a great hidden danger for Gu Han.

After all, if the giant survived, news of Gu Han becoming the tenth generation Sword Chief would reach the divine clan. It was easy to imagine that Gu Han would face a desperate situation, with no hope of survival. As Gu Han’s dao guardian, this was also the last thing he could do for him.

As his tone shifted, the sword intent filling the Central Continent ran amok. “I have only one sword. After this sword, you die.”

Gently holding the Red Dust Sword, he grew even more ethereal. He had used himself to complete the broken sword. To be precise, he used the sword intent he had nurtured for a thousand years. In an instant, a domineering sword intent that seemed capable of cutting through all things and the heavens themselves descended upon Pi Luo.

Under the sword intent’s grinding, countless tiny wounds appeared on Pi Luo.

“Arrogant!” The giant had lost count of how many times he had said this word today, simply because the strength and confidence Yun Jiansheng displayed exceeded his expectations every single time. “A human dares to rise up against a god?!”

The scattered divine power, the overbearing divine might, and the divine flames all surged back in reverse, pouring into Pi Luo. His third eye opened once more. “Divine punishment!”

A red beam carrying endless destruction descended, carrying something faintly entwined with countless red threads. It was Pi Luo’s divine core, the very foundation of the divine clan! The red beam was far more powerful than ever. Of course, such a heaven-defying technique was not without its drawbacks. That was why he had never used it before.

Still, facing Yun Jiansheng, he dared not be careless. Though the innate holy clan had seemed invincible throughout the years, there were many precedents of them falling at the hands of humans.

The red beam collided with the Red Dust Sword. However, the clash of their strongest attacks did not produce the heaven-shaking, earth-shattering momentum of before. Only a subtle, nearly invisible force of annihilation spread outward, obliterating everything it touched.

Compared to the red light, the Red Dust Sword was so small it could be ignored. Yet just like before, its sword intent soared to the heavens, showing no sign of decline. It split the red light apart and surged upward against it. Part of Pi Luo’s body collapsed, while Yun Jiansheng’s form nearly became invisible, but neither cared. At this point, whoever could hold out till the end would be the winner.

Suddenly, a series of faint sounds came, and several more cracks appeared on the Red Dust Sword. The further it advanced, the more cracks there were. In just a few breaths, the once pristine white sword body was covered in fractures, on the verge of collapse. Seeing this, Yun Jiansheng faltered for a moment.

Pi Luo immediately seized the advantage. A glint of joy appeared in his eyes. “Human, your sword is about to break! After all, this sword cannot kill me!”

He subconsciously let out a sigh of relief. If not for the Red Dust Sword’s mishap, he would not have the slightest chance of victory. As long as the Red Dust Sword was gone, Pi Luo would be the victor!

A faint sigh echoed, and the Red Dust Sword’s assault immediately ceased. In the end, Yun Jiansheng could not bear to part with this sword.

Already reduced to an extremely faint shadow, he whispered, “Sword Chief, may I borrow your sword?”