This is a sword strike that shakes the heavens and the earth! Once this sword is forged, it will be the nemesis of any technique imbued with emotion.

Of course, there is probably one type of technique it cannot counter: those from the Mechanical Civilization. They tread an entirely different path, devoid of any sentiment.

Their moves are tempered through countless trials, flawless, yet they can never reach the pinnacle; they can only achieve first-rate status, never transcend to sainthood. Thus, the Mechanical Civilization has always relied on sheer numbers to win.

And Lu Yuan was currently forging Sword Nine, the Sword of the Seven Emotions. If this sword could be brought into being, it would be truly formidable.

However, as Lu Yuan forged it, he suddenly realized that this sword could not be completed. To be precise, this sword could not be successfully created so simply; he had managed to complete about half of it.

The remaining half required the infusion of vast, immense quantities of the Qi of the Seven Emotions to succeed. A peerless sword demands a peerless difficulty to forge.

Lu Yuan fell into silence, never imagining he could not yet create Sword Nine, the Sword of the Seven Emotions. However, even though the Sword of the Seven Emotions was only halfway forged, it was more than enough to deal with his opponent before him, Zhan Kuangtie.

After all, he had already reached the fifth level of the World Realm. Lu Yuan opened his eyes: "Zhan Kuangtie, the time for the formal confrontation is here.

You have chased me for so long; it is time to return the favor." Zhan Kuangtie let out a long roar. He swung his long saber, cleaving a path through the sky.

This strike also carried great renown; it was called the Victorious Pride Thunder Shock. Within this strike resided endless fury, and not just fury—the saber shone with flashes of lightning, presenting a terrifying majesty.

The power of this strike surpassed his previous attacks against Jian Ruhai, Ji Qianyu, Jian Yunzhongzu, and Zhu Tianrong—techniques like Questioning the World in Wrath, Fortifying the Walls and Clearing the Fields, or Close Combat to Break the Isolated Army. This single strike reached the absolute zenith of might.

Zhan Kuangtie belonged to the Kuang Sect, and those of the Kuang Sect are inherently stronger the stronger their opponent is. Though he knew Lu Yuan was formidable, his saber had never once shown weakness.

One saber strike, like a sudden clap of thunder! Yet, this thunderous strike was broken by a single, effortless sword move from Lu Yuan.

Yes, it was broken that simply. Lu Yuan's Yangwu Immortal Sword merely flickered lightly in the void, weaving a subtle, indifferent pattern, and Zhan Kuangtie’s saber technique was utterly shattered.

The very same techniques that had displayed such overwhelming power against Jian Ruhai, Ji Qianyu, Jian Yunzhongzu, and Zhu Tianrong were now so easily and completely nullified, illustrating the absolute chasm between Lu Yuan’s and Zhan Kuangtie’s techniques. "The gap between our techniques is like the difference between heaven and earth," Lu Yuan stated calmly after executing that light, indifferent maneuver.

"I don't believe it!" Zhan Kuangtie roared again. In the midst of his roar, he unleashed his ultimate attack: the Raging Slash.

This Raging Slash was an incredibly straightforward blow, delivered directly without any variation, concentrating all the furious energy in his body into a single strike. Those from the Kuang Sect fight with a certain wild abandon.

The Kuang Sect warriors possess a core of furious rage. They channeled this furious rage and struck with it.

This was Zhan Kuangtie’s most enraged strike. This blow represented the culmination of all Zhan Kuangtie’s efforts.

Since the time on Dilong Star, he had been unable to catch Lu Yuan, suffering injury twice at the hands of Lu Yuan, who was only at the fourth level of the World Realm while he was at the sixth—this was an utter humiliation. Now, all that humiliation was poured into this one strike, a complete, furious eruption.

What a powerful blow! And at that precise moment, Lu Yuan unleashed his own Yangwu Immortal Sword, Sword One: Splendor Passing in an Instant.

As this sword struck, it materialized illusory, magnificent cities in the void, endless lights, countless breathtaking scenes, the spectrum of human relationships, and the myriad aspects of life contained within this boundless sword stroke. The fiercest anger must dissipate within this single sword strike.

All splendor must eventually fade. All beauty must vanish.

Even the fairest maiden must turn to a pile of bleached bones. Splendor ends, a season passes in a glance.

And when the splendor ended, so too did the sword light. Lu Yuan and Zhan Kuangtie had traded places.

Whoosh! A streak of crimson blood shot out from Zhan Kuangtie’s body: "So, your swordsmanship has reached this level.

Even using all my strength, I cannot bridge such a gulf. Indeed, the gap between our techniques is like the difference between heaven and earth." At first, when Lu Yuan claimed the disparity between their techniques was like heaven and earth, Zhan Kuangtie refused to accept it.

Being a man of the Kuang Sect, cloaked in wild energy, how could he believe such a thing? But now, he realized he had to believe it.

The sword strike Lu Yuan just executed possessed precisely that kind of devastating power. A gap is a gap.

Ignorance is ignorance. Whoosh!

Blood light burst forth, and Zhan Kuangtie collapsed onto the ground. Finally, he had dealt with this pursuer, Zhan Kuangtie, who had hunted him relentlessly from Dilong Star.

Lu Yuan had truly been hounded relentlessly, nearly driven to death by Zhan Kuangtie. Traveling all the way from Dilong Star, he had finally eliminated this mortal enemy.

Lu Yuan let out a long breath. Now it was time to collect the spoils.

Failing to claim loot after slaying an enemy was simply not his style. In truth, Zhan Kuangtie’s spoils held only a few items of use: primarily Earth-rank Spirit Stones.

Zhan Kuangtie hadn't reached the sixth level of the World Realm for nothing; he possessed fifty thousand Earth-rank Spirit Stones—a wealthy haul. Other items, like Mythical-grade spirit beasts, Zhan Kuangtie also possessed a few, generally befitting his status at the sixth level of the World Realm.

Meanwhile, Jian Ruhai, Ji Qianyu, Su Yingxiu, Jian Yunzhongzu, and the others simultaneously let out sighs of relief. Zhan Kuangtie had been too fierce, too relentless; now that Lu Yuan had resolved this god of slaughter, they had effectively saved their own lives.

Recalling Lu Yuan’s performance just moments ago—jumping from the first grade of the Seven Emotions directly to the ninth, and finally reaching the unprecedented tenth grade across all Seven Emotions—sent shivers down their spines. Relatively speaking, Lu Yuan’s swordsmanship was less surprising; during the relentless pursuit by Zhan Kuangtie, they had already perceived that Lu Yuan’s swordsmanship far surpassed Zhan Kuangtie's, and even surpassed their own.

This was merely further confirmation. The Tenth Grade of the Seven Emotions!

Next, Lu Yuan settled down for a brief period of recuperation within the Hidden Sword Sect. Simply put, he needed to stabilize his cultivation at the fifth level of the World Realm, the Realm of Creation.

Stabilizing the fifth level of the World Realm had one primary method: Creation. Precisely, Lu Yuan was now a Creator and naturally needed to begin creating.

What object should he bestow sentience upon? Lu Yuan pondered this.

Conveniently, there was a peach tree nearby. Feeling idle, Lu Yuan channeled the Seven Emotions into the tree.

Having mastered the extreme of the Seven Emotions, he could now project them outward. As he unleashed this power, after a short interval, he began to hear strange noises emanating from the peach tree.

"Eek, I have gained sentience," the peach tree thought happily. "Then I have become a Peach Tree Demon." "No, no, I don't want to be a Peach Tree Demon; I want to be a Peach Tree Fairy!

Peach Pest Demon sounds so vulgar; Peach Aura Fairy sounds much prettier and cuter." The peach tree muttered to itself, suddenly noticing someone nearby. "Oh, there are other people nearby!" "How rude!" "There are others here, and I'm not wearing any clothes yet." Before Lu Yuan and the others could react, the peach tree immediately sprouted branches frantically, and numerous peaches appeared, completely and tightly screening its main trunk.

This! Lu Yuan was dumbfounded!

He had actually conjured forth such a female peach tree demon. And this rather peculiar-looking tree demon...

Jian Ruhai spoke up: "Lu Yuan, your Seven Emotions are now at the Tenth Grade. This level is far too high compared to ordinary people.

Therefore, when you grant sentience to trees or other beings, their intelligence tends to be rather strange. You need to gain greater control over the Seven Emotions before you can properly create life." Hearing Jian Ruhai’s explanation, Lu Yuan decided to pause the creation of new life forms for the moment; the recurring appearance of this strange peach tree demon felt unsettling.

Never mind. Being alone with a single sword and a bottle of wine was a more carefree existence.

Ah, yes, one more thing! This concerns Sword Nine, the Sword of the Seven Emotions!

This technique is actually a variation of Sword Two, Recollection of Emotion, but its power is more than ten times greater than Sword Two. Currently, Sword Two has little practical use; perhaps he could forge a new sword later to replace it, but let's return to the main topic.

Sword Nine, the Sword of the Seven Emotions! He had completed half of it, and the other half remained unfinished.

When facing Zhan Kuangtie's final strike, the Rage Strike, during their battle, Lu Yuan discovered that the rage contained within that blow could subtly aid him in completing the Anger Sword, one of the seven swords that constitute Sword Nine! That’s right, the Sword of the Seven Emotions is divided into seven individual swords, and Lu Yuan now understood that each of these seven swords required the absorption of a distinct emotion to be forged.

Zhan Kuangtie’s strike contained the Qi of Frenzied Rage; anger was correct, but the quantity was too small. This meant that to complete the Sword of Anger, he needed to absorb far greater amounts of rage.

Once this rage was fully absorbed, the Sword of Anger would be achieved. The other six swords follow the exact same principle.

Only when all seven swords are forged will Sword Nine, the Sword of the Seven Emotions, be complete! This technique is actually more difficult to master than the preceding eight swords, but its resulting power is the strongest—the ultimate nemesis of all techniques under heaven!

Even just saying that sounded terrifying. After a brief preparation, restoring his magic power and tending to his minor wounds, Lu Yuan prepared to depart for the Sword Gate.

The Sword Gate was currently under attack by the Kuang Sect, and now that he had eliminated Zhan Kuangtie, he naturally had to rush back. Traveling with him would be Jian Ruhai, Jian Yunzhongzu, and Qiu Qingshan—three individuals.

As for Ji Qianyu, Su Yingxiu, Zhu Tianrong, and Zhu Liefeng, they would naturally return to the Thousand Water Gate and the Fire Controlling Gate, respectively. Their conflict had not yet reached the point of fighting the Kuang Sect on behalf of the Sword Gate.