Soul return thou shalt.
Li Jianqing’s selfishness was not for himself, but for the whole Sword World, for the dead and the living.
Chu Yuan was well aware of his partiality, but he didn’t mind, after all, it’s impossible for a person not to have any personal desires, and moreover, Li Jianqing was not biased for his own sake, and the Sword World was also part of Dawu’s territory.
Even though it belonged to an enclave in the outerstellar space.
The construction of the Sword Grave began in the Sword World.
The construction of the Sword Grave within the Sword World was not difficult.
Meanwhile, Chu Yuan’s orders also arrived, regarding the Divine Pool of Thousand Swords, the holy site was mainly located in the capital of Dawu, but a subsidiary holy site was also established in the Sword World. Both holy sites had significant status and complemented each other.
Li Jianqing kneeled in the direction of Dawu.
The construction of the Divine Pool of Thousand Swords and the Sword Grave signified the importance of the Sword World to Dawu, and it was also a recognition by the Emperor of their recent battle achievements.
A location within the Sword World.
A black gloom shrouded the area, Rowed in a crossing pattern, in front of it was a series of tombstones, no tombstones were placed, instead, each tombstone was a divine sword, making a resonating sound of the departed spirit of the sword.
"This is our Sword Grave."
Li Jianqing looked at the swords inserted at the tombs and said, "The masters of these swords have all died in battle, who knows, perhaps one day we too will be buried here."
"This represents our Sword Army’s great military achievements!"
The group of Sword Cultivators nodded, they didn’t fear battle, only feared death without valour, dying in battle with the sword in their hand, it was their fate.
"And there it is, the Divine Pool of Thousand Swords that we built in the Sword World!"
One on the left and one on the right.
In the Sword World, there was one place of light in both directions and one place of darkness, where black and white intermingled, life and death coexisted.
Chu Yuan sent the Refining Masters to assist them in the construction, imbuing it with the meaning of the coexistence of Yin and Yang, also hoping that the Sword World could strengthen and expand its scale to cultivate more outstanding and combative Sword Cultivators for Dawu.
The actions of an Emperor is not driven by personal will, but responsibility for the entire nation.
Outside the universe of stars.
At this moment, a large number of warships were sailing, gradually approaching the Sword Universe.
"General, we have discovered two worlds ahead. Look, those two worlds are incredibly close, the power of the primal origin of the world is converging, as if performing some kind of fusion, bright and radiant, should we get closer?"
This person’s face was extremely gloomy.
Sword Cultivators were very troublesome, those who could cultivate Sword Dao to the realm of Primal God had too powerful an offensive power, even if several minor realms were higher, they could possibly be killed in a desperate counterattack, let alone the lack of a gap between the two realms.
"Even if you are a primal god, but you’re from a medium and small world, how could you cause me any concern!"
This primal god was furious, seeing Li Jianqing not letting him leave, he resolved to kill him, and he felt provoked, even if this person is a formidable Sword Cultivator he must engage him in a battle, immediately an arrogant force burst forth.
"Sword Dao is my way!"
Countless sword lights pierced the starry sky.
Li Jianqing and the divine sword merged into one, he grasped this sword tightly, a Sword Qi shattered and burst forth.
The Primal God of the Dutian Empire suddenly suffered from this sword, he was shaking, a bloodstain appeared on his body, startling him and changing his face.
"I cannot resist!"
The rage from just now suddenly disappeared, and he fled in panic.
"Sword of the Starry Sky!"
But Li Jianqing wouldn’t let him go. He didn’t like to leave loose ends when he did things, he had to eradicate the root cause.
If the grass is not removed, the wind will blow it alive again.
The Sword of the Starry Sky rippled, Li Jianqing’s sword intent lingered all over the starry sky, his sword condensed into a single point, slashing through the starry sky.
The Primal God of the Dutian Empire didn’t have time to react, he suddenly halted, looking down at his body suddenly split in half from the middle of his head, blood splattered in the starry sky.
Li Jianqing, after breaking through to Primal God, exhibited his powerful strength, killing a cultivator of the same realm!
Of course, this also had something to do with his spirit energy being unclear and chaotic.
"The people of the Dutian Empire have intruded here, I have to report the news to His Majesty immediately."
Li Jianqing conveyed the message through the transmission array.
"It seems that the battle line between the Dutian Empire and the Nine Nether Empire has been lengthened again. To me, the Sword Universe is more important than business in the Nine Nether Empire, and we can’t let the Dutian Empire destroy this transportation route."
Chu Yuan frowned and issued an edict: "The person killed in this battle is integrated into the Sword Universe, enhancing the energy of the Sword Universe, including that Primal God. The transmission array sends a message every three days, ensuring smooth transmission. If someone approaches the transmission array, it should be reported and cleared immediately."
After issuing the command, he entered the Devil-locking Tower.
In his ear, he heard Yang Teng’s miserable scream again, a cry more terrible than being skinned and thrown into a frying pan.
The Soul Beating Whip was too powerful, it wouldn’t harm your life, but it could whip you into unendurable pain, enduring one cycle of reincarnation after another in Hell.