Published: February 25, 2025
“Is it the sovereign?” After receiving the command, Si Hong Yuan led Tan Yun and the five women, flying out of the Si Hong Ancient Palace.
After traversing two hundred thousand miles of void, they landed outside a palace built on a sheer cliff.
Above the palace, a plaque read "Divine Sword Hall."
"Wait a moment, Sovereign. I will open the hall door," Si Hong Yuan said, his lips moving silently without any visible action. Soon, the towering hall doors, hundreds of zhang high, erupted with a hazy light and then thunderously opened.
As the long-sealed doors opened, what came into Tan Yun's view was a giant sword, towering to ten thousand zhang, emitting a glowing light all over!
The ten-thousand-zhang giant sword remained motionless, but the space around the Divine Sword rippled with waves, exuding a rich spatial attribute aura!
Tan Yun recognized at a glance that this sword was his own spatial attribute primordial chaos divine sword: Trace-less!
Si Hong Yuan looked at the towering giant sword in the hall and sighed, shaking his head:
"Sovereign, you may not know, this divine sword has been brought back by my ancestors from the eternal land for over eighty thousand years, but unfortunately, we've never been able to harness it!"
"Although this is a divine sword, if it cannot be used, what is the point?"
Hearing this, Tan Yun smiled slightly, "Just because you cannot harness it does not mean this sovereign cannot use it."
Upon hearing this, Si Hong Yuan did not speak but was skeptical in his heart.
However, what happened next stirred up waves of astonishment within him!
Tan Yun took a step forward and softly said: "Trace-less, your master has come to see you."
"Buzz—"
As soon as Tan Yun finished speaking, the ten-thousand-zhang divine sword trembled lightly and then calmed down.
"It's moving! It's moving!" Si Hong Yuan exclaimed in disbelief, "Sovereign, the divine sword has not moved in over eighty thousand years since it came to our Si Hong Family! I didn't expect it to move at your words!"
In shock, Si Hong Yuan suddenly thought of something and looked at Tan Yun with astonishment, his teeth chattering, "Sovereign, what did you just say?"
"Are you... the master of the divine sword?"
Tan Yun smiled slightly, "It's nothing. What I mean is, from now on, I will be its master."
After saying this, Tan Yun no longer paid attention to Si Hong Yuan. He soared into the air, floating in the void thousands of zhang high, and struck his chest with his right palm, causing a mouthful of deep purple heart blood to spout out.
"Blood sacrifice!"
Before the heart blood could fall, Tan Yun used his spiritual sense to manipulate the blood, rapidly forming a totem in the void.
The blood-colored totem was densely covered with blood patterns, slowly writhing. Just as the four blood characters "primordial chaos supreme" were about to appear in the center, Tan Yun suddenly turned to block Si Hong Yuan's line of sight.
"Go!"
As Tan Yun's lips moved, the blood-colored totem rapidly entered the sword body.
Suddenly, the divine sword Trace-less trembled violently. Tan Yun felt a long-lost sensation of bloodline connection emanating from the divine sword, as if the divine sword was a part of his own body.
"Trace-less, come here!" Tan Yun whispered to himself as the ten-thousand-zhang divine sword suddenly transformed into three feet and three inches, entering Tan Yun's right palm.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"
Tan Yun stepped on the void, his figure graceful, elegantly waving the divine sword Trace-less. The next moment, the divine sword Trace-less transformed into a beam of light, drilling into his brow and hovering deep within his mind.
At this moment, deep within Tan Yun's mind, nine primordial chaos divine swords were suspended.
They were Golden Mercy, Muxin, Clear Shadow, Huo Wu, Qian Chen, Feng Xiang, Thunder Town, Trace-less, and Annihilation!
In addition to the nine primordial chaos divine swords, there was also a primordial chaos god-slaying sword!
After putting away Trace-less, Tan Yun's starry eyes revealed a strong sense of anticipation, thinking: "Now only two primordial chaos divine swords have yet to be retrieved."