World's No. 1 Swordsman

Chapter 815: Sword Intent: Order (II)

"Why am I the one closest to the Three Pure Ones, then?"

"Because the Three Pure Ones still require the support of the material world." Xu Zhongliang hummed briefly. He then added, "The little monk once spent sixty thousand years in comprehension. Eventually, he concluded that although the Three Pure Ones have already transcended the world, they still need something within the material realm to anchor their existence.

"The material world was born from the formless world, yet it also became the foundation of the formless world itself. It gives meaning and value to everything. Simply put, if the material world were to forget the Three Pure Ones, then they would lose the meaning of their existence as well. Eventually, they would be assimilated into the Dao Laws and become nothing more than three strange points within the Sea of Dao Laws.

"The formless contains all things, and all things become unreal. Fei Yu, you are now our leader. You carry our entire faction's heavenly fate, and Goddess Nuwa has chosen you. All things considered, if the Three Pure Ones wished to choose a new representative, you would be the ideal candidate. From this perspective, you're the closest to them. They might've even already started laying plans around you long ago."

They might've even already started laying plans around me long ago....

That single sentence made Wang Sheng spend a hundred years deep in thought. It was also the reason he finally grasped a faint thread of enlightenment.

His chances of winning against the Immortal Emperor were simply too small. It was almost as though he had been trapped within her palm from the very beginning. Any conventional method or scheme that could be reasoned through was unreliable.

What unconventional methods are there, then?

After endless thought and searching, Wang Sheng finally managed to seize the tiny tail of a path toward hope from the pitifully few cards he still held.

The conclusion he reached was the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent. By attempting to comprehend it, one could draw the attention of the Great Dao. The eyes watching him seemed deeply connected to the Three Pure Ones.

After inheriting the Great Dao of Creation and gaining a deeper understanding and comprehension of the Sea of Dao Laws, he had pretty much confirmed this speculation.

The one watching him was the will of the Three Pure Ones.

That was why he came up with a plan that was almost akin to mutual destruction: approach Feng Jiu, attempt to comprehend the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent, and draw the attention of the Three Pure Ones.

Whatever happened afterward would be beyond his control, but this was one of the few remaining trump cards capable of reversing dire situations.

Just like now.

Exactly like now.

Feng Jiu had suddenly attacked. Spiritless had betrayed him without warning. Yaoyun had lost control of herself, and Wang Sheng had suffered heavy injuries.

Feng Jiu had already started carrying out her plan of letting the "evil dragon become the dragon slayer." She intended to erase Wang Sheng's Primordial Spirit, replace him using her own methods, and become the creator of a new order, all while completely freeing herself from all previous restraints.

However, Wang Sheng's only trump card had proven to be surprisingly effective.

The Great Dao of Creation delayed Feng Jiu, while his five great sword intents protected him.

Through comprehension of the heavenly tribulation's true meaning, he drew down heavenly punishment and summoned its strange eyes.

They appeared.

Exactly as Wang Sheng had expected, they appeared.

They emerged once more and slowly opened. Not only did they look incomparably vast, but they also made him feel as though an old man had opened his eyes before him.

Sutras being chanted echoed through the air as endless illusions descended one after another.

With incredible speed, Feng Jiu made her vast, sea-like consciousness rapidly withdraw and rush toward the wound in Wang Sheng's chest, but the consciousness was simply too enormous. At the perfect moment, Wang Sheng rapidly drew one symbol after another with his left hand, using the power of creation to close the wound.

At that moment, Spiritless shot toward him once again.

Moving as fast as lightning, Wang Sheng managed to grab Spiritless by its blade, albeit barely. The sword drove its tip straight toward his wound, but he forcibly held it back.

Yuan Tu released streak after streak of sword energy on its own, severing the surrounding space apart before firing several more attacks toward Spiritless, temporarily blocking its assault.

A complicated look flashed in Wang Sheng's eyes.

Using his own body as a cage, he drew down heavenly punishment.

Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent: Manifestation of Order!

Heavenly tribulation is also heavenly punishment. Heavenly punishment relies upon heavenly principles, and heavenly principles belong to order. Without order, living beings cannot stand firm within heaven and earth.

The Great Dao is emotionless. Heaven and earth treat all things equally. If I command heavenly punishment, the sword of lightning will bloom for all living beings.

Feng Jiu's deep, feminine voice rang out from Wang Sheng's chest. "Wang Fei Yu! The Three Pure Ones are merely powerful beings standing above all living creatures. They do not care whether you live or die! If you join forces with me, we can destroy them!"

"Where is my Heavenly Maiden?!"

Feng Jiu cursed through gritted teeth. "Slay him!"

As Spiritless tried to slice through its sword master's grip and stab him in the chest, determination filled Wang Sheng's eyes.

The sword erupted with boundless radiance as it struck Wang Sheng, sending off sparks like exploding fireworks. However, it could not embed itself even half a cun into him.

In a deep tone, Wang Sheng shouted, "Yaoyun!"

Spiritless let out a soft, trembling hum.

A trace of spiritual light appeared within the eyes above them. Curtains of lightning descended across heaven and earth as endless primal qi emerged from nothingness.

At Wang Sheng's chest, right at the tip of Spiritless, a strand of black-red aura threatened to spill out. Behind him, a massive purple star rose into view. Streams of starlight swept in from every direction and wrapped around him, barely sealing the opening shut.

The Great Dao of Creation transformed into endless shackles. While protecting Wang Sheng's Primordial Spirit, it also formed layers upon layers of chains around everything within a hundred zhang of him.

Feng Jiu's voice gradually became distorted. "Wang Fei Yu! Wang Sheng! If the Three Pure Ones return, this world will once again fall under their rule!"

"You are nothing more than their next puppet!" Wang Sheng retorted.

"I underestimated you before. From now on, you and I can divide this universe together. I can give you everything you desire! Stop this!"

"Yaoyun!" Wang Sheng shouted again.

Within the seven-colored light before him, the fairy appeared once more, tears covering her jade-like face. She trembled as endless regret and guilt filled her eyes.

"I'm sorry..."

Wang Sheng replied in a deep tone, "You did nothing wrong. None of us expected Feng Jiu to be able to control you. This isn't your fault. Control Spiritless and pull it away. I'll settle things with you myself later. Fight against her will."

Yaoyun shook her head repeatedly, tears streaking down her face. "I can't do it. I can't control myself..."

"You can! You were the one who told me in the Small Nether Realm that after three heavenly punishments, the Great Dao would abandon someone. You were the one who brought me into the Moon Palace and helped me leave Earth! You can do this! You definitely can!"

"I..."

Tears shimmered in Yaoyun's eyes as she clenched her fists and drew in a deep breath.

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The sutras around them suddenly ceased. A distant bell rang out from beyond the skies.

Within the black domain, strands of light appeared around the eyes above them. The intersecting radiance rapidly wove together into a vast network. Despite the incredible speed, every movement remained orderly and precise as the outline of a gaunt face slowly formed.

Three elderly phantasms seated side by side appeared out of nowhere. The old men on the left and right kept their eyes half-open, while the elder in the center calmly watched everything before him.

His hand slowly rose with visible frailty before he pointed a finger at Wang Sheng.

The black domain instantly shattered.

The Nether Realm suddenly became eerily silent. Centered around that single finger, everything within hundreds of thousands of li fell into complete stillness. The countless cultivators who had been fighting moments earlier all simultaneously turned toward the finger.

A calm voice echoed within the hearts of all living beings and every great expert present.

"Who dares seek to control the power of heavenly punishment and disrupt the order of heaven and earth?"

Wang Sheng sat cross-legged and answered steadily, "That would be me!"

Spiritless trembled endlessly before him. Countless shackles of creation enveloped him, sealing what seemed like a mass of black mist within him.

His long hair hung loosely around him. There was loneliness in his expression, yet also a trace of relief.

He glanced at Mu Wanxuan, then calmly added, "I am Fei Yu, a sword cultivator who seeks to control the Great Dao of Heavenly Tribulation and Order."

The old man nodded slightly. A strand of lightning flickered at his fingertip.

The next instant, endless lightning dragons swallowed the entire Nether Realm. Countless wandering spirits were shattered instantly as immeasurable curtains of lightning crossed through the sky.

Sitting alone at the center of all the heavenly punishment was the young Daoist.

"Perish."