What's the simplest one?
Normal breathing? Taking a step? Taking a nap? These simple things, which had been overlooked, flashed through Fang Zong's mind like silhouettes.
It was just a very ordinary sword move, yet it connected with all his daily habits, and two words echoed wildly:
Simple!
Simple!
Simple!
Isn't the simplest thing the most familiar thing? And isn't the most familiar thing the one he knows best?
"That world, that knife, those many people..."
Fang Zong murmured softly, unaware of what was happening.
With a soft murmur, his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and the phantom of a broken sword appeared and disappeared in his palm. His hand seemed to reach into the void, touching everything in that most familiar world that he missed so much...
…
"Boom!"
At this moment, all things on Earth suddenly blossomed.
A surge of powerful energy flowed into the Milky Way, and the starry sky, now brilliantly illuminated by environmental restoration efforts, suddenly shone brightly. The sun and moon appeared together due to the influx of energy, and the stars around the sun and moon, magnified hundreds of times, were dazzling. Waves of energy even brought the orbits of the planets to a standstill for a moment.
"What happened?"
"The sun is so bright! The moon is so big! The stars are so big!"
"What...what is that?"
From the boundless universe, a flesh-colored ray of light gradually eclipsed the moon and the stars.
It continued to cover, the shadows enveloping the stars, the moon, and finally even the eternal sun. Countless warriors, immortals, and Western gods and demons took flight, trying to protect the place they depended on for survival, but a warm and gentle aura emanated from that point of light.
They stopped, and then they saw the light clearly.
It's a hand!
It was like the giant hand of Buddha covering the sky, but without the feeling of ruthlessness and detachment. Only boundless warmth permeated everywhere, turning stones and sprouting dead trees. The energy in the palm was like the mother of heaven and earth, nourishing everything and giving birth to all things!
"Owner!"
A broken sword suddenly shot into the sky.
The broken blade appeared tiny beneath the enormous palm of his hand. The Plague Lord still manifested his form, bowing his head and saying softly, "Master, you are still alive? Master, the Plague Lord wishes to transform into the spirit of this blade and deliver it to your side... I have no way to repay your life-saving grace, so I will transform myself into a spirit, and all my cultivation will be lost. That's all!"
The Blood Amber Venerable, who had also manifested his form, was unimpressed.
Even with severe injuries, with the foundation of a Plague Ancient-level Grand Venerable, he could still use all his cultivation to transform into the spirit of the treasured sword, thereby allowing the sword to regain its sentience and break through the barriers of the boundless space to reach Fang Zong's side.
She was unwilling to do this, feeling that a dignified Ancient-level Grand Venerable, also known as the Plague Grand Venerable, would be so foolish.
"Fang, Master,"
The Blood Amber Venerable spoke with his head held high.
She wanted to say she was willing to be Fang Zong's servant, but only until she regained her strength. Considering the life-saving grace she had shown Fang Zong, she was already giving him face. However, Fang Zong should also understand that even a great oath from heaven and earth could not trap a true ancient-level Grand Venerable. It would be better to give him face so that things would be easier to talk to him in the future.
But suddenly, the large hand stopped and made a puzzled "hmm" sound.
"Indeed, the greatest truths are the simplest!"
Fang Zong suddenly understood and laughed, "The Heavenly Blade Moon Slash is already a part of me. It has been with me for too long and will continue to be with me in the future. As long as I live, it will never perish. Even if we are separated by boundless space, I can still hold the blade in my hand."
With a snap, Plague Venerable and Blood Amber Venerable were thrown back by the blade.
The broken sword spun in mid-air and then disappeared, leaving only Fang Zong's faint laughter.
"As long as I am not dead, the sword spirit will not perish."
"Plague Sister, even with your Ancient-level Grand Venerable foundation, you don't yet have the ability or qualifications to fuse with the Heavenly Blade's spirit..."
The world returned to normal, with only flowers blooming everywhere.
The spiritual energy of the entire Earth surged more than a hundredfold in half an instant, and countless people began to break through. Even Sophia and Li Xiaoran, who had already reached the pinnacle of spiritual energy on Earth, were immersed in the enlightenment of their breakthroughs, and tears streamed down their faces...
...
"Well, I didn't have a chance to say a word to my parents."
In a small mansion in a city of a country in the four-star region of the Great World, Fang Zong stroked the broken sword in his hand and smiled rather helplessly.
Ninth Sister: "You didn't have a chance to talk to Sophia, did you?"
We will meet again eventually.
Fang Zong's laughter was particularly amusing.
He not only established contact with Earth, but also with the permanent passage that Tian Dao Zhan Yue had once carved out—the other side of Fu Gui Ju. The small Xiao Yao Sect had absorbed eight thousand powerful individuals who had ascended from Earth, and its star rating had been continuously increasing. Now it was a three-star major sect.
Those powerful individuals are ruthless in their actions, and they are even more ruthless towards themselves when they break through. They actually used their numerical advantage to surround and kill several three-star major sects, devour their resources, and digest their inventory. The entire sect's territory is now moving towards the four-star level.
He saw mountains and rivers raging, the earth cracking, and the Xiaoyao Sect's mountain stronghold rapidly advancing westward, bringing its affiliated territories like a giant warship moving forward without hesitation!
"Perhaps it's time to welcome them?"
Fang Zong chuckled, touching his chin.
Suddenly, he snapped his fingers, and the two Heavenly Flood level Grand Venerables who were searching for him from tens of thousands of miles away, greedy for the bounty offered by the Blackwater Palace, trembled all over and instantly turned into countless fragments.
An energy ball appeared in his palm, which he played with like a glass marble before gently flicking it out.
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