Pathway

Chapter 33: The Last Sword Sect [6]

Ju Feng had spent a whole week pushing his dantian to the extreme and he had finally succeeded. What he did would have been fatal for any other cultivator of his age and level. Even an adult cultivator with levels lesser than middle stage Zhuji would have been in a seriously damaging situation.

But he had done it due to the fact that the Astral Primal technique had enlarged, and deepened his dantian to an alarming degree. Hence, he could absorb that much Chi without any visible side effect.

Finally, he had time to read the book about ancient swords. After locking his door, Ju Feng brought out some dried, and well preserved turtle meat and lily tubers. He had packed more than enough for the duration of his stay here. He started to read and eat the meat at the same time. He couldn't even remembered the last time he had been to the cafeteria to eat. He had his turtle meat to sustain, and nourished him.

Was he going to have armoured body like the turtle shell? It would have looked really good on him but with the turtle's shell, he wasn't sure. Others might call him monster while running away from him. Okay, no shell, just a strong normal body.

Returning his thoughts to the present, he started reading the book on the ancient swords.

ANCIENT SWORDS.

There were tales of gods and mortals, swords masters of their kinds. Tales of myths and legends. Swords masters who had performed incredible acts with their swords. Acts that were later told in tales as mythical or legendary acts.

Mythical swords were the blades of primordial swords masters, the immortal sword celestials and gods, who lived during the time of the primordial origins, and thereafter. They fought in the great wars with the primordial beasts, and also after the great wars. These were the mythical swords compiled from different sources, both known and unknown.

Ju Feng started glancing through the mythical swords. He didn't need to check their deeds, but could make do with what make them as powerful as they were.

ZAGAROTH. The mythical sword of the immortal human celestial Zhang Li. A sword of unknown origin and of unknown materials composition. The sword that severed the armoured head of one of the nine arch primordial beasts war generals, the primevals.

BLAIZ. The mythical sword belonging to the immortal giant celestial Phadria. The flaming sword that set the Deragor realm on the heavenly plane on fire burning half of the realm. Unknown origin and unknown materials.

AZAMARR. The mythical sword of the immortal human god Tan Zhiqiang. The sword that split the immortal world of Starspark into two separate halves. Unknown origin and unknown materials composition.

He continued reading at a glance, these tales of the mythical swords of the immortal gods. They were all made of unknown materials and even their origins were unknown. It took him less than thirty minutes to finish with the mythical swords.

After all, they were gods with unfathomable powers. Those were godly achievements, how could mortals like himself relate to such?

He slowly turned to the pages about legendary swords of mortals. Legendary swords were used by ancient swords masters who lived in the ancient days, in both major and minor worlds, with their tales spread throughout the universe. Especially, tales of their swords. To these swords masters, their swords were an extension of their beingness. Swords that became symbols of their universal existence.

OBSIDA. The legendary sword belonging to the human cultivator, Cao Hong. A sword made from the obsidian rock retrieved from heart of the Dawnfire volcano on nether plane, and the core of a Far-dark star. The sword that killed the nether titan, Bracoda.

KETRA. The renowned sword of the dwarf cultivator, Lynx. A sword made from a meteorite and the core of the divine beast, Forgarth. There was a war between a twin worlds. Two worlds joined together by the same core. The war was about the right to sovereignty. The two worlds had been fighting furiously with their fights threatening to destroy the mortals living in these two worlds.

Upon seeing the danger of the situation, the dwarf decided to settle that permanently. He raised his sword, and the intent of the sword was like the weight of the heavens causing the two worlds to fall on their knees. And with a single downward slash, he divided the core of the two worlds into two equal parts. From then on, each of the two planets was having its own core. That act ended a war of total destruction.

As Ju Feng continued checking the pages for the swords origins, and materials used in making them, he came to the page of swords master Ding Bang. That was a tale he had heard before, he could check if there were things missing in the stories he had heard before. The tale of a sword that sounded unbelievable.

VIXRA. The mythical sword of the legendary swords master Ding Bang. A sword of pure silver from the heart of the Deep-freeze star, and made with the core of the mighty primordial ice creature, Vascera.

Planet Eira.

The daemon invasion led by the daemon supreme, Deracles, had threatened the survival of the human race in the minor world. The immortal cultivator, Ding Bang was the last line between the extinction of the human race in this world, and the daemon supreme, Deracles.

The daemon supreme had come with fifty thousand demon soldiers, two hundred daemon lords and fifty daemon kings. They were marching through the Snowfox valley from the north to the south, after decimating the northern part. But they were met by the immortal cultivator Ding Bang, leading an alliance army of cultivators over thirty thousand warriors of cultivators from Zhuji to nascent souls. It was a desperate time and it called for desperate measures.

The battle was fierce and furious. The army of Ding Bang had been having the upper hand despite their smaller number, the cultivators were fighting without fear or hold, until the demons initiated the Burning demon triangle, an absolute formation. A formation that required fifty thousand daemons, two hundred daemon lords and fifty daemon kings. A formation that brought nether-fire to the mortal world. Any cultivator touched by the nether-fire would instantly disintegrate into ashes.

Ding Bang army of cultivators were dying left and right. They couldn't retreat since it meant the destruction of their world. Hence, they made their final stand. His men continued to die in numbers. With nothing left for him anymore, he called his sword to be with him one final time, and the sword heard his voice. His voice made the sword broke the final barrier of gaining sentience, becoming a divine sword.

On that day, Vixra, the legendary sword of ice made its name known throughout the universe. With the aid of the freezing valley, the sword started generating massive ice energy, the likes never seen before, and was transmitting part of the energy into Ding Bang which made his body trembled uncontrollably.

Ding Bang who was filled with unprecedented ice energy, began radiating a massive freezing energy like a cultivator who had reached godhood. He raised the sword up, and slashed down diagonally. And the daemons formation rumbled. Slashing down two more times, and the formation crumbled making the demons to be panicky. Swinging the sword left and right, many demons died.

All their attack were repelled by the walls of ice energy radiating from his body. He continued to cut them down until only one remained.

Deracles. The daemon supreme.

They battled nonstop for two days. It was a brutal battle. Mountains were levelled, seas were vaporised, destruction everywhere but they fought on. Then, on the third day, the sword made a sacrifice to bring an end to the daemon supreme. It gathered all the ice energy from the surrounding, and from the universe as it formed a deep-freeze dome around the daemon supreme.

Then, the sword pushed all the essence energy from its primordial core to its tip which combined with its sword intent to generate the divine Total-Deep-Freeze sword intent. The move damaged the sword's core, but destroyed the defence of the daemon supreme, piercing his body directly to his soul, freezing and shattering it to pieces. It damaged its own core but it ended the war of daemons.

One hour later, Ju Feng put the book down, and started thinking about the power of the swords. The legendary cultivators were mortals, something a mortal like him could more than relate to. They were known mortal cultivators, and their legendary swords had known origin and the materials used in making them. He was able to gain ideas from them, though not that he would just start looking for a deepfreeze star or something.

The information was precious, nonetheless.