Legend of the Great Sage

of the qian dragon and possessed the halo of the heavens.
Compared to his body of the demonic and divine where the dragon and snake danced together, it was much more pure.

The second reason was because she was a true sword cultivator, having thoroughly explored the path of the sword over the years.
Even her Yang Soul was forged within her sword embryo, vastly different from regular Yang Soul cultivators.
On the other hand, he had always used the blade to cut people down.
He possessed a deep understanding of the path of the sword, but he did not actually feel any passion towards it, which was why he could toss the Sword of Xuanyuan to her without any hesitation.

Taking the intangible will of the heavens into consideration, the Sword of Xuanyuan was basically an opportunity prepared specially for her.

With a swing of the sword, she cut through all of the brambles as if she had suddenly opened all of her bottlenecks and paved a path to the heavens.
There was no longer any confusion or hesitation.
All she lacked was time and resources.

And as the god of the world, the lord of the Demon domain, Li Qingshan could pour a tremendous amount of resources into her until she became a sword immortal.

She had the Pure Yang constitution that was blessed by the heavens, the supreme sword of the heavenly emperor, and the fate-changing king of Demon Gods on her side.
She had these three opportunities of unparalleled rarity all gathered together.
This was an opportunity that only appeared during the crisis of the world, or the heavenly emperor would not have lost his sword and the king of demons would not have been born.

“Sure enough, it’s an auspicious phenomenon, a symbol of great status!”

Yu Zijian settled down and drew the sword from its sheath slowly, extending it towards the sky.
She praised, “A fine sword!”

The path of the sword had always been rigid and thus easy to snap, sharp and thus easily blunted.
They were very vulnerable to dying in battle and their path was fierce and pure, leading to drastic progress in the beginning, except it would become more and more difficult at higher realms.
That was why sword immortals had always been rare.
There were plenty of True Immortals that used swords as their weapons however.

Sword immortals were different from regular True Immortals.
They were in the business of slaughter and possessed limitless power.
Even Demon Gods might not necessarily be her opponent, so was she not a powerful support?

Just as she had said, the crisis of the world was exactly a stage for sword cultivators to perform on, a great opportunity to become a sword immortal.
Heroes always arose in times of chaos.

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This was a tremendous opportunity, and it all originated from her own decision.

If she did not possess that kind of determination, Li Qingshan would not have handed the Sword of Xuanyuan to her.
In order to ensure that she remained safe in the World of the Five Continents, away from the war, he would even unwittingly affect the progress of her cultivation.

If that happened, Li Qingshan would instead become her greatest restraint as her guardian, turning a blessing into a curse.
With the idling of time, the divine sword would become covered in dust and gradually lose its edge.
She would probably lose the opportunity to become a sword immortal forever.

This was truly mortality and immortality determined on a single whim.

This was the most subtle thought that a person could have.
As the buddha said, a single instant had nine hundred cases of life and death.
Even gods could not calculate everything.
However, this most subtle of thoughts decided the grandest and furthest path, such that a mortal could become a god.

If brother ox directly bestowed him with power, there would not be the Li Qingsan of today.
At most, he would enjoy himself to his heart’s content before being reduced to dust once the crisis of the world arrived.

Mortals always desired luck and opportunities, but little did they know that their internal thoughts and beliefs were what decided everything.
The difficulties and dangers encountered along the path were all for grinding the sword, which was why the past failures and pains were not worth lamenting over.

People were not free because they were powerful, but powerful because they were free.

“Good luck to you, Zijian!”

Having visited another past acquaintance, Li Qingshan’s mood became better.
All of his gloom had been cleared.
He continued onwards according to the path in his memories and the names all sprung alive, like they were right before his eyes.

Hua Chenglu, Hao Pingyang, great king Milliped, as well as Han Qiongzhi.