Chapter 62 - Return to Dust Sword
The Moon Devouring Rabbit's swallowing was instantly filled! Tie Niu groaned, and his huge body was slightly bent under the pressure! Xie Zhao fainted directly!
The shadow of death has never been so clear!
Chu Linyuan's eyes flashed with cold light! The golden dragon pattern on his right arm burned to its peak! The Frost Silence Sword hummed under the strain! He forcibly activated his shattered meridians, squeezing out every last ounce of his life force and evil spirit, preparing to launch a final, annihilating blow!
At this moment when all hope is lost and Guixu Sect is about to be completely wiped out!
A hunched figure had stood half a step in front of Chu Linyuan without him noticing.
He was still leaning on the worn-out broom, his cloudy old eyes calmly watching the burning beam of light that was destroying the world and tearing through space.
The destructive pressure that was enough to make even a Mahayana cultivator's heart tremble fell on him like a breeze blowing across a rock, failing to even stir a strand of his gray hair.
He bent down slowly, extremely slowly, just as he had done countless days and nights in front of the ruins of the Burial God Abyss Sect, and used the tip of the broken broom to gently and carefully sweep away the last bit of lava ash and ice-blue blood scab on Chu Linyuan's boots.
The movements are focused and pious, as if completing a sacred ritual.
"Dirty guy..." His hoarse voice sounded, not loud, but strangely penetrated the roar of the light column tearing through the space and the scream of energy, and was clearly heard by everyone.
This sigh seemed to have touched a switch that had been sealed for eternity.
At the moment when the broom tip brushed against the blood scab——
Uncle Chen's hunched back straightened slowly, yet with tremendous force!
An indescribable sense of returning to the dust and annihilation, as if it had accumulated eternity, buried countless stars, and annihilated countless epochs, was like a sleeping prehistoric beast awakening, bursting out from his seemingly withered body!
It was no longer the fleeting and obscure aura from before!
It was like a galaxy bursting open! A collapsing universe! A storm of annihilation sweeping across heaven and earth!
Buzz——!!!
The entire space of the God Burial Abyss froze instantly! It was as if time had been paused!
The devastating burning beam of light suddenly stopped when it was less than ten feet away from Uncle Chen's head, as if it had hit the invisible, eternal wall of sighs!
The energy at the front end of the light column was spinning wildly, trying to break through, like a mad dragon stuck in a quagmire, letting out a desperate roar!
The massive hull of the Scarlet Phoenix, as if strangled by an invisible giant hand, emitted a sharp metallic groan and was abruptly frozen in mid-air! The Burning Heaven True Flame flowing along the hull solidified!
Even the furious and distorted expression on Venerable Lieyang's face was frozen in that instant!
Only around Uncle Chen was the invisible, all-encompassing sense of annihilation, spreading and expanding silently like a gray tide!
He slowly raised his head, and in his cloudy old eyes, there was no longer any trace of stupidity! Instead, there was a kind of indifference and vicissitudes that penetrated the eternity of time!
His gaze swept across the stagnant burning light column, the frozen Scarlet Phoenix ship, and the frozen, horrified face of Venerable Lieyang, as if he was looking at an ant in the dust, or an insignificant ripple in history.
“How many years have passed…” Uncle Chen’s voice changed. It was no longer hoarse, but carried a cold texture that penetrated time and space, like the friction of metal. “It’s still the same…”
He slowly raised the hand holding the broom.
At this moment, the worn-out broom seemed no longer a tool for sweeping away dust.
On the broom handle, countless fine ancient runes appeared, like the veins of heaven and earth!
The sparse grass strands at the tip of the broom were stretched straight, emitting an unparalleled sharpness that could cut through space and destroy everything!
Return to the dust and bury the immortal sword!
It finally revealed its true appearance that had been hidden for thousands of years!
"Back then... the Immortal Alliance... was just as noisy." Uncle Chen's voice seemed to echo from the grave, cold with reminiscence. "To seize my Taoist companion Xing Xuan's 'Zhou Tian Xing Tu' (Zhou Tian Xing Tu)', they set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Locking Veins Formation... and surrounded and killed them in the 'Falling Star Sea'..."
As he spoke, broken images emerged like gray dust, with the thought of returning to the dust and being buried:
In the star-lit sea, a woman with an ethereal aura like a star, holding a scroll of star maps...
Countless monks in gorgeous clothes surrounded...
A devastating explosion...
The woman turned back and smiled one last time, then turned into specks of stardust and dissipated...
A young figure, wielding the Guichen sword, looked like a madman. With one swing of his sword, the gray sword light obliterated a hundred miles of sea, and countless immortal alliance monks turned to dust...
“Xing Xuan… you said… this world is too dirty… let me… clean it up…” A trace of extremely deep pain flashed in the eyes of Uncle Chen, or the former “Guichen Sword Master”, and then turned into an eternal ice-like silence.
He gently swept the broom (Guichen Sword) in his hand towards the stagnant burning light column and the huge Red Phoenix ship.
It's not an earth-shattering sword move.
There is no gorgeous sword light.
It's just like brushing off a speck of dust on the table.
A sword energy that was condensed to the extreme, appeared chaotic gray, and seemed to be able to devour all colors and vitality, swept through the space silently!
Tsk——!!!
Like a hot iron inserted into the snow!
The terrifying beam of light, which contained the Great Perfection Burning Law, disappeared silently and annihilated inch by inch as if weathered by time and buried in dust the moment it came into contact with the gray sword energy! Not even a ripple of energy was stirred!
Immediately afterwards, the gray sword energy continued to move forward, gently brushing across the enormous hull of the Red Phoenix ship!
The red-gold armor on the ship that was strong enough to withstand combined attacks, the flowing incineration runes, the boiling Burning Sky Flame... the moment the gray sword energy passed by, it was as if it had been washed away by billions of years of time, and instantly lost all its luster, turning into the most ordinary iron covered with rust and cracks!
The ship's structure groaned under the weight and began to silently crumble and collapse, like weathered sand!
“No——!!!” Reverend Lieyang finally broke free from the terrifying suppression of the will to return to the dust, and let out a terrified roar!
He frantically tried to urge the Scarlet Phoenix to escape, but found that the core magic array of the ship had already been turned into decay by that sweep!
He watched helplessly as his proud guardian warship, like scrap metal that had been buried for thousands of years, crumbled piece by piece starting from the bow and turned into gray dust floating in the sky!
His eyes were bloodshot, filled with boundless fear and disbelief! He suddenly looked down at the hunched figure below, as if he were looking at a burial demon from ancient times!
“Gui...Guichen Sword...you are...from the Burial Star Sea…” Venerable Lieyang’s voice was distorted by fear.
Chen Bo, the Guichen Sword Master, glanced at him with a cold, cloudy gaze, as if brushing away an unsightly speck of dust. He didn't attack again, but slowly bent down again. The light of the Guichen Sword in his hand faded, transforming back into a worn broom. He continued to sweep away the rubble and ashes in front of Chu Linyuan, which had just been shaken apart by the sword's aftershocks.
The monotonous sound of sweeping the floor sounded again, echoing in the dead silence of the God Burial Abyss.
It was as if the peerless sword that had just destroyed the divine ship and frightened away the Mahayana monk had only brushed away a tiny speck of dust.
The Scarlet Phoenix completely transformed into a huge gray dust cloud floating in the air and slowly settled.
Reverend Lieyang rushed out of the dust cloud in a state of extreme embarrassment, his fiery red-gold robe tattered and his aura weakened. He glanced terrified at the figure sweeping the floor below, not daring to pause for a moment. He transformed into a piercing red-gold rainbow, tearing through space and fleeing for his life! He didn't even dare to say a single harsh word!
The shadow of Burning Sky Valley vanished into thin air with a single sweep of the Guichen Sword!
There was dead silence in the God Burial Abyss.
Only the rustling sound of Chen Bo sweeping the floor was clearly audible.
The Iron Ox opened its mouth wide, and its huge body was stiff, as if petrified.
The poisonous mist on Luo Hongyi's fingertips had long dissipated, and her beautiful face was dull.
The photo stone in Su Tang's hand fell to the ground with a "click", and her little mouth opened into an O shape.
The rabbit in the white deer's arms had its ruby eyes wide open and even forgot to hiccup.
Chu Linyuan leaned on his sword, his cold eyes filled with unprecedented turmoil!
He looked at the hunched old figure in front of him, who was concentrating on sweeping the floor, and then looked at the dark red tassel on the Frost Silence Sword in his hand, as if he was truly getting to know this hard-of-hearing old servant in the sect who was sweeping the floor for the first time.
Xie Zhao slowly woke up and opened his eyes weakly, just in time to see the Scarlet Phoenix warship turning into a cloud of dust and falling, and the Reverend Lieyang fleeing for his life. He then looked at Uncle Chen who was sweeping the floor, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Uncle Chen seemed not to hear the movement behind him. He carefully swept the last bit of gravel into the corner, and used the tip of the broom to brush away the imperceptible dirt on the edge of Chu Linyuan's boots.
After doing all this, he slowly straightened up, his cloudy old eyes regaining their usual dullness. He glanced at the stunned crowd, then looked around at the messy battlefield with flowing lava and dust, and muttered in dissatisfaction:
“It’s so rude…it’s so rude…”
The sound of the broom rang out again. This time, he began sweeping the ruins of the entire camp. His movements were still slow and persistent, as if he wanted to sweep this abyss, stained by war and blood, back to its proper "cleanliness" inch by inch.
After experiencing the Burning Heaven Calamity and witnessing the Immortal Burial Sword, the Guixu Sect's members felt as if they had dreamed a bizarre dream. They looked at Uncle Chen's hunched back, at the worn broom, and then at each other, their eyes filled with the bewilderment and shock of surviving a catastrophe, as well as an indescribable sense of belonging, having found a true supporter.
The evil clouds of the God Burial Abyss rolled and gathered again after the dust from the Scarlet Phoenix ship settled, but they no longer seemed cold and oppressive. Instead, they brought a kind of...homecoming silence.
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