All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes-Chapter 947 - 230: Sword Shards

The Three-Life Mirror is not the Haotian Mirror, the Great Dao it represents is not the idea of ’within the mirror it’s me, outside the mirror it’s me’ but rather ’I am not me, and the reflection in the mirror is also not me.’ Anyway, the old ancestors have left enough texts, where things are explained from both perspectives, and there’s no standard answer, which aligns with the meanings of Yin Yang interdependence and adapting to circumstances.

Therefore, in the reflection from the Three-Life Mirror, Subdue Evil is not in its current broken form, but in a complete form with a sword hilt, sword spine, sword tip, sword guard, sword blade, and sword sheath.

It is a Divine Sword that appears indistinct, yet it emits an endless chilling light, carrying enough lethality to shatter all worlds, overturn the Celestial Domain, and submerge the vast lands. Its color resembles translucent jade green, reflecting a chilling silver light, with seven Daoist Patterns engraved in pitch black. Each character resembles an abyss, a single glance could lead a true Cultivator into an endless cycle of destruction.

It is gripped tightly by a person, held by many people. The wielder of the sword changes, and the sword itself seems to change as well—each person who holds Subdue Evil causes it to undergo some transformation, its Sword Intent rises to the sky, battling against endless foes, wielding vastly different but equally powerful swordsmanship with each style being distinctly different.

But soon, this Divine Sword shattered.

Its fragments burned fiercely as they fell from the Heavenly Dome into the clouds below, like meteors streaking across the sky, parting the clouds, dragging their tails, and even tearing apart worlds, endlessly wandering in the Great Void.

The fragments of the sword drifted in the void.

It swept across countless worlds, endless and boundless, scattering the peoples of those worlds, including both humans and non-human entities.

But soon, the worlds that could be understood became increasingly sparse.

What the sword passed through was a kind of distortion indescribable by words.

Indescribable, incomprehensible, extremely twisted, indescribable—it is not time and space or the Great Void, nor is it emptiness and existence. It is something that current thinking and Great Dao cannot explain, or rather, it surpasses all logic and concepts, cannot be determined by experience and observations, and can only be roughly described with everything known, merely one facet among its infinite aspects, much like a blind man feeling an elephant, creating characters象形 for it, annotating words注词 as shape sound形声.

Even the sword cannot cleave this indescribable everything, but it can serve as a pointer, the sword mark it leaves becomes a straight long line, and along this long line, worlds of order that can be understood are born, just like countless bubbles and wave marks appear along the path of a great ship sailing across the sea.

And during the flight of the sword fragments, perhaps because of excessive consumption, or perhaps unable to be sustained.

They scattered piece by piece.

The first was the sword sheath, now entirely black, with seven pitch-black Dao Patterns already out of control, countless dim veins like blood vessels and tree roots spreading everywhere, the sheath actively crumbled, carrying infinite erosion and downfall far away from the sword.

It fell into the Void of Great Void, turning into a world.

Next was the sword ornament, it was a treasure bead, concentrated from the Spiritual Soul of all its comrades, it was purer than anything, and therefore could not be corroded, it had to immediately leave, it left the sword reluctantly and stayed in place.

It remained in the void, turning into a world.

Then the sword blade, it cut through the final obstacle, passed through boundless distortion, reaching the edge of another order realm, but because of that, the blade curled, lost its sharpness, full of abyssal gaps, filled with infinite rage.

It was accepted by a giant world, aiming to soothe its anger.

Next was the sword guard, providing the last protection before reaching its goal, it exhausted all its power to protect the most important, it was dim and cracked but completed its mission and fell into slumber.

It drifted in the void, being noticed and protected by a world.

As for the last...

The last was the sword tip, breaking through all barriers, bringing back messages from afar to its homeland; the final sword spine carried the will, narrating its entire mission, and the final sword hilt carried hope, falling into an almost eternal and profound slumber.

Left in the homeland, the final Immortal Gods, knowing the messages from afar, knowing their mission.

Thus they gathered.

Whether Cultivators, Martial Artists, or those who have left the mortal world, from whatever origin.

No matter the bloodline, no matter the identity, no matter the talent, regardless of whether they have reached their ultimate limit.

They donned war armor, prepared weapons; honed mind and spirit, left legacies.

The time for battle has come, it is time.

The endless Great Void war is about to begin, the horns and triumphant songs will resound to the ends of the heavens and all things.

They retained hope, set out on the ancient journey.

In the name of the Great Dao, they will once again prove their reason for being Immortal Gods.

The reflection in the mirror stop abruptly.

The remaining mirror light of the Three-Life Mirror quickly dimmed.

Yet a series of world glows and coordinates shone brilliantly in the mirror.

"I, I have seen"...

The voice of the weakened Three-Life Mirror, about to dissipate, seemed like a dream: "Subdue Evil, the Heavenly Demons have indeed begun their counterattack—they are coming in accordance with causality, it’s your fragments suppressing the causality along the way... So that’s why you remember nothing, because indeed you cannot remember anything!"

And An Jing and Subdue Evil watched all this, their hearts filled with indescribable shock.

Although it was hard to understand most of it, the corresponding worlds An Jing could comprehend!

"The sword hilt, sword guard, and sword tip are the three fragments left in Embracing the Void—"

In An Jing’s heart murmur: "The sword hilt was excavated by the Tianyi Demon Sect at the ’Northern Border,’ which is the northern part of the North Mysterious Sacrifice Continent, and the sword tip is the piece I obtained in Broken Blade Mountain used to suppress Bitter Silence, which is also in the Northern Border."

"As for the sword spine, which I got in Hanging Fate Manor, that has been corroded and decayed, leaving only the Spiritual Soul fragment. It too is in the Northern Border. It seems that when Subdue Evil returned to Embracing the Void from the endless far, it fell in the Northern Border."

"Although it now seems a bit detrimental, at the time, the Immortal Gods who remained managed Subdue Evil quite effectively—the Bitter Silence Seal in Broken Blade Mountain, if nothing else goes wrong, could slowly wear down the essence of Bitter Silence, gradually repairing it with the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Essence—thus the sword tip fragment preserved the best."

"As for the one suppressing the Heavenly Demon Questioning Heart, although completely eroded, the Spiritual Soul remained intact, and the Questioning Heart couldn’t escape the seal. It was the lapse of time causing the Great Formation to dissolve, not the fault of the Immortal Gods."

"As for the sword hilt, I don’t know, perhaps due to the battles of the Heavenly Ancestor causing changes in Heaven and Earth across so many epochs—the Dissolution of the seal of Questioning Heart might also be due to this reason, who could foresee the battles to come would be so terrifying? Not even the Immortal Gods."

The only strange thing is, why is there another completely Demonic Qi-corroded fragment of Subdue Evil?

Much like the Bitter Silence Seal, outside the fragments, there are more fragments—was Subdue Evil not comprised of only six fragments? How can there be so many others?

In this regard, An Jing vaguely feels that the design by the Immortal Gods is definitely not so simple, those seemingly "extra fragments" must have some deep meaning, and are greatly related to the current essence of Subdue Evil!

Moreover, those fragments left in the Void World, they clearly corresponded one by one as well.

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