Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter 1614 - Opportunity of the Sword

Li Qingshan suddenly smiled.

At that moment, the light pierced through the heavy clouds, illuminated the surging waves.

For a moment, the clouds and mist parted, and the wind and snow dispersed.

The clouds seemed to be burning, fluctuating between orange, yellow, violet, and red. The wind and snow that had yet to dissipate was dyed golden by the sunlight, like a sky filled with golden rain. It was magnificent.

This was the deeds of a “god”. His “fury” was lava and fire, bolting lightning and surging waves. His “sorrow” was the howling wind and snow, the heavy clouds that filled the sky. His “laughter” was the shining sun, the phenomenon of spring.

The sword cultivators in the Sword Collection palace all widened their eyes and dropped their mouths, entranced by this wondrous scene. They wondered why the phenomena of nature had changed.

However, there were also some people who suddenly realised something. They gazed at the man at the top of the mountain as if they were gazing at the heavens itself and murmured, “That must be the hero king! No wonder, no wonder!” However, was it no wonder that he could create such natural phenomena, or no wonder that he could hold the master of the Sword Collection palace in his arms?

Yu Zijian let out a sigh of amazement first, overwhelmed by the unbelievable might of a true god before beginning to laugh as well. She knew he had agreed to her request.

“Thanks, Niu Juxia!”

Their eyes met, one pair scarlet and one pair violet. They were no longer the same people of the past. They had both followed down their respective paths, striding over piles of corpses and puddles of blood, becoming an eternal god and a powerful sword cultivator.

But at that moment, the sunlight outlined the sides of their faces, gazing at each other with a smile, like they were the same young man and same young girl as before, having never forgotten their original intentions.

“However, if you want to lend me a hand, just your cultivation is nowhere near enough! I still have other people to visit, so I’ll stow the sword with you for now!” Li Qingshan casually tossed an ancient bronze sword to her and took a step towards the fiery clouds and heaving waves, vanishing between the sky and sea.

“This is!?” Yu Zijian grabbed the ancient bronze sword and immediately sensed its peculiarities. The sword let out a strange tremble that seemed to contain a dragon’s cry, like it was about to turn into a true dragon and fly out of her hand. It required all of her cultivation to grip it firmly, but it also made the Yang Soul in her body surge, trembling and completely losing control.

Her violet eyes became unfocused. In a daze, she saw the cycle of the sun, moon, and stars. The sword contained the route of the heavens, the will of the true dragon.

She gripped the hilt firmly with both hands, like she was laying on the back of a dragon, soaring beyond the Nine Heavens, among the sun, moon, and stars. Looking back, the mountains, r…

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