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What is the Great Dao?
It is the path shared by all living beings under heaven, without distinction of priority or quantity; it lies not in how much one knows, but in whether one comprehends.
With the fall of Ji Wuqiu, no one knows how that old man grasped the Transcendent Path on the brink of life and death. Yet Wen Tian understands that it is a path belonging to mortals, one that does not rely on any spiritual power—a Great Dao.
What is the Great Dao?
It can be understood but not articulated. Once you comprehend it, you naturally know; if you do not understand, then there is no way to convey it. That is the Great Dao.
The profound and mysterious is great; the wondrous and subtle is the Dao. It cannot be spoken of or debated.
Wen Tian remembers when he ventured alone to Imperial Capital Mountain to carve wood for a sword. The old man Yin Tianheng was astonished upon seeing him and immediately declared that he had already attained enlightenment.
I actually understood! Gasping, Gu Ping was merely seeing flowers in the fog, unable to pierce through the clouds to see the moon.
At that moment, Wen Tian realized that in that world, he was the first to comprehend the Great Dao. I don't deny it. He was Yin Tianheng.
There was nothing strange about Bu Luo; how could Yin Tianheng, who had not grasped the Great Dao, break the laws of heaven so comfortably? How could he defy the ironclad rule of Mahayana Practitioners regarding longevity? How could he possess the strength to slay True Immortals with his sword?
Wen Tian did not know which Great Dao Yin Tianheng had comprehended, nor did he know how Yin Tianheng achieved his enlightenment.
Soul Severing Seven Swords, Second Sword, Slay Demons. The second sword, slaying demons.
The oppressive attack from Zhu Xian Mountain forced Wen Tian to pull back his thoughts, facing a sword strike that was even more bizarre than before.
The sword light cut through the sky, leaving smooth yet intermittent scratches in the clouds, as if the heavens were paper and the sword was a brush painting a strange scene that suddenly appeared before Wen Tian, catching him off guard.
Just as the soldiers in the east closely watched, believing that this sword would end Wen Tian's life, he seemed to vanish from the World of Mortals. A sword pierced through Wen Tian's body, yet left no mark from Liu Dong.
On the Other Shore, not on this side, this was the path of the Other Shore. I saw flowers on the Other Shore, and he took them with his sword.
Wen Tian once again extended the wooden sword towards Zhu Xian Mountain. The gray-red sword flowers bloomed before him, resembling Other Shore Flowers appearing in front of him, connecting to Zhu Xian Mountain, leaving it with no way to escape.
Soon, the gray-red Other Shore Flowers spread around Zhu Xian Mountain, as if using his body as soil to begin their growth.
Killing was fundamental; nothing could invade it.
Zhu Xian Mountain stared intently at Wen Tian, a saying slipping through his teeth. The aura of slaughter spread outward from Zhu Xian Mountain as its center. The flourishing Other Shore Flowers began to wither under the assault of this killing aura, their gray-red color fading from Zhu Xian Mountain's presence.
For the first time, the path of slaughter revealed itself to those in the World of Mortals. An ancient will began to awaken; even soldiers on the ground who merely looked up at the sky would have their lives claimed by this path of slaughter. Such was the existence of killing.
Perhaps I should be called Killing Dao Sovereign instead.
Killing Dao Sovereign's real name is Zhu Xian. Bu Luo may call him Zhu Xian Mountain; it is not incorrect. That life was far more splendid than those sought over hundreds of thousands of years. Although Bu Luo's life was short, he encountered mortals like me, met Ji Wuqiu who lived a lifetime unwilling to heed advice, and Lutuo's Old Man who refused to listen. He met Gu Ping, a person born of destiny, and Ye Youluo, who held fate yet remained unseen. That life was truly interesting; this life has no regrets.
Zhu Xian Mountain laughed wildly at the sky; the butcher's arrogance was fully revealed at that moment. Drawing upon the souls on the battlefield below, Zhu Xian Mountain launched another attack against Wen Tian.
Third Sword, Soul Extinction.
Having arrived at the Other Shore, how can one speak of the soul? In the Sorrowful Sea, where life and death are indistinguishable, it cannot be called a soul; it should be referred to as spirit. Among all beings, he possesses seven parts of spirit, which is the Immortal Spirit.
Wen Tian spread his arms wide, allowing the sword to graze his body without showing any sign of pain. As Wen Tian stated, that sword had little effect on him. In just a few moments, Wen Tian had limited the path of slaughter from Zhu Xian Mountain to the heavens, preventing Zhu Xian Mountain from inflicting pain upon the soldiers of the East with his Killing Leg.
He wanted to kill; I could not stop him. Fourth Sword, Godslayer.
The Fourth Sword, Godslayer. loomed ominously like a blood-red abyss, seeking to engulf Wen Tian, instilling an irresistible sense of dread.
He was no god; Bu Luo was merely a mortal. How could I slay a god?
Wen Tian gripped the wooden sword tightly, holding it before him as if erecting an indestructible Sword Wall. Blades of light appeared in front of him, firmly blocking the Fourth Sword, Godslayer. from Zhu Xian Mountain.
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