The length of life is difficult to predict for many people.
Especially in this cruel world, maybe an accident or a killing will end it.
Even those who are as powerful as gods may fall. Even the sword-wielding emperor will eventually come to an end.
But... length is never the most important criterion to judge whether life is brilliant.
Just as heaven and earth are the guest houses of all living things, time is the passerby from the past to the present.
The most important thing has always been the breadth of life experience.
It’s this path of your own life and how you want to walk it.
This is the only freedom that can be mastered by all living beings.
Like the sword-wielding emperor who has protected the human race for tens of thousands of years, even if the outcome cannot be changed now, the breadth of his life has spread to the memory of every human race.
This is the vastness.
This is greatness.
And today, in the last flash of the fire of life, he finally let go of everything, feeling the long-lost ease and freedom as if he were reborn.
The sparks of life collided in his life and became more and more brilliant.
Scenes of his high-spirited life a few years ago seemed to appear before his eyes.
"Xia'er, Xu Qing, as an old man, I don't ask what your future life will be like..."
"But I will share with you my insights based on the experience of someone who has been there."
Outside the Magic Feather Holy Land, between the heaven and earth of Wanggu Continent, the sword-wielding emperor walked in front, and he heard sighs of emotion towards the empress and Xu Qing behind him.
"No regrets, no guilt, no regrets."
The sword-wielding emperor spoke softly.
"Because I have tried my best in all my experiences in this life, no matter what the outcome is, if I release my obsessions, I will have no regrets."
"Because everything you encounter in life is worthy of your heart, no matter how you go, you will have light within yourself, and your life will be in the light, so you can be said to have no regrets."
"If you can do these two things, then the people you meet and the choices you make can be said to have no regrets."
"If you achieve these six words, your life will be clear and your life will be worthwhile."
The voice of the sword-wielding emperor echoed throughout the world.
It fell into the hearts of the empress and Xu Qing, turning into waves that lingered for a long time.
Great Emperor, he indeed did what he said in these six words.
He has tried his best to protect the human race for tens of thousands of years, so he has no regrets about what the future holds.
Whatever he encounters in this life, he is worthy of his heart, and the light in his heart has never been stained. It shines on the road ahead and becomes brilliant. He is worthy of anyone.
As for this life choice, he also informed the empress and Xu Qing through his words and deeds.
He has no regrets.
The laughter at this moment echoes throughout the heaven and earth.
It was also transmitted to the three holy lands above the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, where the three cultivators of the clan were at war with each other.
There are a total of sixteen Xuan-level holy places that descended on Wanggu, four each in the east, west, south and west of Wanggu.
Among them, in the eastern part of Wanggu, one of the four Xuan-level holy lands is located above the human race, and the other three... are all in the Yanyue Xuantian clan.
At this moment, these three holy places were shaken together.
The three gods of Yanyue each looked at each other in shame. Without hesitation, they immediately led the tribe back and opened a way to the three holy places.
And in the Three Holy Lands, the respective emperors' hearts roared at this moment, their expressions were unprecedentedly solemn, and their eyes instinctively looked...
They saw the empress, they saw Xu Qing, and they even saw the old but tall figure in front of them, holding a long sword and wearing a long robe, walking towards them.
In their eyes, the death aura in this old man was extremely strong, but the light emitted from his soul could not be drowned by the death aura. It shone on him, rose up throughout Wanggu, and illuminated the sky.
"Xia Xian!!"
The emperors of these three Holy Lands each felt a shocking sound in their hearts, and their faces turned extremely pale for an instant.
Not only were they horrified, but even the holy land itself was trembling. Countless cultivators in the holy land had their minds exploded with lightning. The sword-wielding emperor raised the sword in his hand and swung it forward casually.
When I was young, my dream of holding a sword was to bring joy to the world and kill evil.
After becoming the great emperor, as a young man, he traveled to the ends of the earth with his sword, slaying gods and destroying evil spirits. With one man and one sword, he marked the world.
In his later years, every time he recalled his life, what he recalled most was those years.
Until this moment, his casual wave seemed to overlap with his past self, as if the scene in his memory merged with the present world.
Therefore, he wielded this sword freely, freely, and freely.
And with this sword, the light of the sword replaced the light of the sky, the energy of the sword became the void of this world, and the intention of the sword became the will of God.
With extremely domineering momentum, it can break the sky, collapse the earth, and defeat all enemies!
Landed on the holy land closest to him.
This holy place looks like a star.
At this moment, there was a huge roar, as if swept by an irresistible storm. In the eyes of the three gods, in the shock of the Yanyue Xuantian clan, in the gazes of Xu Qing and the empress...
The star-shaped Holy Land at the front reverberated loudly, and a huge ravine appeared on the surface. Then the ravine continued to sink. In a few breaths, the entire Star Holy Land was actually penetrated by this ravine.
It collapsed directly and split in two from the middle!
The life within it was destroyed by the sword light, and everything within it was destroyed by the sword energy!
A holy place fell with a roar!
Countless vitality was swept up by the sword intent from the fallen holy land, and went straight to the sword-wielding emperor, pouring into his body... not to suppress the death energy, but to become nutrients to promote his combat power.
Without the shackles of the star ring, the sword-wielding emperor at this moment has not only returned to the peak of his combat power, but also has the ability to explode to a higher level.
Even if this outbreak is short-lived.
But... if you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!
Breathing in all directions, the sound of heaven and earth continued. The three great emperors were extremely pale at this moment. Without any hesitation, they suddenly backed up, gave up everything, and were about to escape.
Although they are great emperors, they are simply unable to resist the power of Xia Xian.
Regarding these three people, Zhijian did not even look at them, but spoke calmly.
"Xia'er, Xu Qing, you are my successors, but I only gave you cultivation and the Imperial Sword. I haven't had time to teach you magical sword skills yet."
"Today, I will teach you the Dharma."
"The way of my life is the sword."
"During different periods in this life, I created sword techniques respectively, and there are five styles in total."
"The first form is called... Ksitigarbha."
As the sword-wielding emperor spoke, he raised his right hand and pressed it slightly towards the two remaining holy places in front.
Suddenly the two holy places roared, and the distance between them swayed.
The color of the sky changes, the earth seems to be moved, and there is a muffled roar.
This roaring sound shocked the mind.
And the sound of holding the sword still echoed in the roar of the earth.
"The so-called Ksitigarbha is the sword technique I created in order to kill a fierce butcher who was good at the earth way. This sword is mainly used to activate the earth energy, replacing the earth energy with the sword intention, and turning the earth energy into the sword energy."
"After gathering together, they will form an earth sword!"
In his detailed explanation, what Xu Qing and the Empress saw was that among the continuous tremors of the two holy places, there were wisps of smoke rising. This smoke was what Zhijian said was the earth's energy.
More and more, in an instant, the ground of the two holy places dried up, as if all the nutrients had been extracted, turning into countless smoke, rapidly gathering with each other while billowing high in the sky...
Into a terrifying sword!
The moment this sword appeared, not only was the holy land turbulent, but even the land of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan below was rippled like the sea.
As if being pulled.
Then...the big sword formed by the earth's energy suddenly fell!
Destroy everything!
The two holy places collapsed immediately in front of everyone's eyes, and the ground turned into fly ash. All living things in the holy places could not escape or be stopped.
In an instant, both body and soul were destroyed.
Even the Holy Land itself was destroyed by this sword and turned into nothingness.
Countless vitality was drawn in and poured into the sword-holding body, and its aura surged again.
He raised his hand and pointed, and the Ksitigarbha sword spread out on its own at this moment, turning into countless sharp sword energy, carrying the breath of the earth, and headed straight towards the three fleeing emperors in the distance.
No matter how hard the three great emperors struggled, it was of no avail.
The absolute disparity in strength makes death inevitable.
The sword energy is over, and the Three Emperors are defeated!
Together with everything about them, it became nutrients for holding the sword. After being integrated into the body, its combat power exploded.
The wind and clouds are surging, like a peak.
Yan Yue was silent, and the three gods bowed their heads one after another.
The figure of the sword-wielding emperor also evoked their memories.
When the broken face came and Xuanyou left, it was the bloodiest, cruelest, and darkest period in the entire Wanggu Continent.
Gods are everywhere, and slavery and killing are the norm.
Any ethnic group must either bow its head or be exterminated.
The sword-wielding emperor of the human race was the only great emperor at that time, and the human race was still the largest clan.
Therefore, there are also many gods attracted.
Therefore, during those years, the scenes of the sword-wielding emperor fighting against all the gods who wanted to enslave the human race attracted the attention of all races.
Until, the battle with the middle part of Wanggu became a dead end.
His real body died, and only his clone existed.
But the battles one after another finally dissipated the idea of enslaving the human race in the central part of the country, and many gods had to put away their greed.
It seems that as long as the Great Emperor exists, this thought will never arise again.
This allowed the human race to survive the initial darkness.
When the three gods took control of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, it was after this incident.
At that time, the true body of the sword-wielding emperor had fallen, and only his avatar was guarding the human royal capital, threatening the gods with the power of a sword.
Thus, there were scenes of later generations.
Now, looking at the figure of the sword-wielding emperor, the three gods couldn't help but have complicated thoughts in their hearts.
Similar thoughts not only appeared in the hearts of the three gods. At this moment, the sword-wielding move attracted the gaze of the gods of the entire Wangguwan tribe just like the darkest years of that year.
Especially in the middle part of Wangu, the only place where no holy land has descended, there is a gaze looking towards the east at this moment.
At the same time, on the outer sea, Yu Liuchen was sitting in a lonely boat, looking at the nothingness in the distance, his expression full of emotion.
"Others don't know, but according to my story, this guy chose to stay in Wanggu back then, most likely because he had a dream of pretending to be cool since he was a child."
"So, this is a fucking pretense!"
"It was like this back then. Now when I'm dying, I obviously feel that I haven't pretended enough in this life, so I have to pretend a lot more!"
Yu Liuchen felt envious and angry, and then... sighed softly.