5791 Yuan Blank (2)
After several years, Jian Wushuang successfully merged the divine sword with Sword Qi.
It was like infusing an ordinary divine sword with an Origin Source.
Jian Wushuang Look a deep breath,
The Divine-tier sword blank was immediately successful.
This divine sword would accompany him throughout his life.
A hum resounded once again.
A b.l.o.o.d.y hue descended from the sky.
“The sword blank has formed; the rest is up to you to refine!”
Lian Xing showed a hint of fatigue.
He had never been so tired refining Divine-tier blanks before.
This time was indeed somewhat special.
Jian Wushuang’s purified Sword Qi seemed inexplicably powerful, almost causing a mishap.
This also aroused his curiosity about Jian Wushuang’s Origin Source.
How had he cultivated to possess such a formidable Origin Source?
He had heard that the cultivation methods from other s.p.a.cetimes differed from those in Ancient Moon s.p.a.cetime.
He faintly speculated that Jian Wushuang might have obtained techniques from another s.p.a.cetime, but he hadn’t expected Jian Wushuang to come from such a distant s.p.a.cetime
river.
When the pressure fell on Jian Wushuang once again, this time, he had to catch the divine sword with his own hands because this divine sword had a physical form now.
As he grasped the divine sword, his Dao Heart began to tremble.
A powerful force directly impacted the depths of his soul.
Jian Wushuang’s brow furrowed slightly, but he still held on firmly.
It was the final step of refining the Divine-tier sword blank-infusing it with his own Origin Source, suppressing the Origin Source of the divine sword, a process akin to acknowledging owners.h.i.+p.
However, countless individuals had stumbled at this step.
Simultaneously, there were benefits.
The stronger one’s Origin Source, the more potent the Origin Source of the divine sword would become.
Jian Wushuang held the divine sword while infusing his own Origin Source into it.
In an instant, the Origin Source of the Starry Sky poured in, and Jian Wushuang’s mind
became clear and bright.
A huge Starry Sky map unfolded.
In the Starry Sky, a divine sword transformed into nine blades.
Five of them formed the River of Time.
The remaining four were embedded in the Starry Sky.
“Unexpectedly, my Starry Sky Chronicles resonates!”
Jian Wushuang didn’t expect such a pleasant surprise.
The pinnacle secret techniques he had been continuously creating were now taking shape in an instant.
The current state of the sword was not like him entering the Origin Source of the divine sword, but rather the sword entering his own Starry Sky Origin Source.
Standing at the peak of the Starry Sky, four sword shadows were embedded in it.
He couldn’t move.
But he could sketch the five divine swords in the River of Time below.
These five sword shadows were continuously devouring his Starry Sky Origin Source.
Unfortunately, absorbing those Origin Source was like a drop in the bucket to him, trivial and insignificant.
Originally thought to be more difficult, now it seemed easier than brus.h.i.+ng off dust with telekinesis.
It was simply not challenging for him,
Ile could even take advantage of this opportunity to create his own Starry Sky chart.
Originally, a Starry Sky chart was just a drawing.
Now, he had to depict the first sword.
“Life!”
The Origin Source of All Things condensed!
Jian Wushuang delved into enlightenment.
He began to contemplate deeply.
This sword, like when he first created the Starry Sky Chronicles, wasn’t meant for killing
enemies.
It was for all living things.
Just embedded in the Starry Sky, not truly falling.
Although his Starry Sky Chronicles made him unbeatable with a sword, it had never truly tasted blood.
It only froze the strong in the painting and was later slain by other means!
Life was the Origin Source of this sword.
With his previous acc.u.mulation, Jian Wushuang opened his eyes and silently recited, “The first sword, it is life, and it is also a new beginning!”
The first sword move was complete!
He began to comprehend the second sword move.
Now, he could at least comprehend five strands of Sword Qi.
In the Starry Sky Chronicles, he sketched out five sword moves.
“The first sword, Life!”
“And for the second sword, let’s call it Death!”
Jian Wushuang finished speaking, and a black mist appeared at his brow, as if Mie Sheng had
possessed him.
Suddenly, he gained a whole new understanding of the power of Death.
This was also thanks to his second Nascent Soul in the Qishen Temple.
Although it was far away and the second Nascent Soul had been in seclusion, unable to extricate itself, some of its mysteries had been absorbed into his main body.
And thus, the second sword move was formed.
“Death!”
“Life!”
The two conflicted with each other.
Seemingly incompatible like water and fire.
Yet, they complemented each other.
Moreover, the power generated by their opposition was at least hundreds of times stronger
than either sword move alone.
The power of the first and second sword moves was actually the same.
It’s just that they had different functions.
The first sword move, Life, excelled at binding strong enemies.
The second sword move, Death, excelled at killing enemies.
After becoming familiar with the principles contained within the first two sword moves, Jian
Wushuang began to depict the third sword move, “Reincarnation!”
“I create life, but I also journey with death!”
The mark on his brow began to change, eventually condensing into two identical fish.
Black and white.
Yin and yang slaughter.
The Reincarnation Sword, complete!
Although it had been created.
Using it was another matter altogether.
Because the burden was too heavy.
He could barely execute the first sword move.
The second sword move was out of reach.
Even if their powers were equal, he couldn’t manifest it.
Unless he reached the level of Universe Master.
And possessed the Origin Source of the universe.
As for the third sword move, according to his estimation, the origin needed to reach the
power of 10,000 black holes to be executed.
Right now, his Origin Source couldn’t even support Reincarnation.
It couldn’t even support Death; he could only create more power within the perfect
formation of the universe.
But now, his desire surged uncontrollably, flooding his mind.
Continuously perfecting his Starry Sky Chronicles.
This feeling was wonderful.
Unconsciously, he created such a pinnacle secret technique.
“The first sword born from Life!”
“The second sword travels with Death!”
“The third sword unites yin and yang, sending ants into Reincarnation!”
Jian Wushuang was very satisfied, looking at his Starry Sky Chronicles.
Once again, he wielded his sword and muttered to himself, “s.p.a.cetime?”
The path of his origin followed the orthodox way of s.p.a.cetime.
Although he had condensed the Starry Sky.
But before achieving the Starry Sky, he had to at least reach the stage of mastering
s.p.a.cetime.
This was unavoidable.
The fourth sword move formed instantly.
Countless fragments, sword shadows, growth, Sword Dao, memories.
All scenes kept retreating.
Jian Wushuang seemed to traverse his own timeline.
Finally returning to reality.
“s.p.a.cetime, complete!”
The five sword moves in the Starry Sky Chronicles.
He comprehended four of them. Only the last one was missing.
From the beginning, he had a goal.
The last sword move must be the cycle of s.p.a.cetime!
This was also laid out from the foundation of Life.
Nine Sword Qis entered the Starry Sky.
Four Sword Qis were embedded in the Starry Sky, which he couldn’t comprehend.
Only when he reached a higher realm could he comprehend them.
Now, the five Sword Qis depicted in the Starry Sky records were enough for him to roam
freely within the Universe Master.
The first sword move, Life, he could already execute when he was Emperor. Previously, without a clear goal, its power was enough to slay a Third Tribulation expert.
Now that he had comprehended it completely.
His power had skyrocketed.
With the Emperor’s Origin Source, he might be able to kill a Fourth Tribulation expert.
It’s worth noting that previously, his strength relied solely on the Beast G.o.d Weapon and
the Eternal Ancient Transformation.
He had forgotten about the strongest. Sword Dao.