Right in the very center of that ocean of soul power, a sword-shaped, silver-white mass of energy was suspended in the void. It connected above to the Mark of the Sky Fox Thunder Luan, and below to the boundless sea of flames. Lines of spiritual script also connected to those three true talismans, causing the area around this 'sword' to be similarly encircled by the power of water and fire, along with purple lightning. “So this is the so-called sword embryo!”

A slight ripple passed through Zong Shou’s mind, and his chest swelled with surprise. The methods of sword cultivation also had several schools, differing in quality. What he had achieved at this moment was recognized as the most brilliant kind of sword embryo. Forging a sword by gathering various energies of Geng Metal, condensing it, and then constantly polishing and nurturing it until it took the shape of a sword. Merging with the divine aspect, nourishing and containing it with the soul—this possessed a specific name: the Void Spirit Sword Forging Art! This Void Spirit Sword had no material substance but could merge into any spirit weapon. Therefore, it was immune to damage and negated the worry of having to replace a spirit weapon. And if cultivated to the ultimate stage, it could transform the void into reality, its might absolutely not inferior to those top-tier divine weapons spoken of in legend!

The Sword-Nurturing Stone gifted by Ye Feishuang earlier had already condensed into a sword shape, and the Geng Metal energy contained within it was extraordinary, allowing it to be used directly as a sword embryo. After adding that wisp of Metal-Shaping Qi, the process became unstoppable, elevating its quality by two full ranks! This compelled Zong Shou, unable to resist the object’s allure, to fuse with it immediately. However, at this point, it was merely an embryo. If transforming from void to reality required a hundred steps, he had only completed one and a half.

Zong Shou abruptly opened his eyes again, a glimmer of anticipation flashing within them. “Spirit Ejection!”

With a pull of his thought, the Thunderfang Sword at his waist immediately shot out of its sheath. Simultaneously, a sword-shaped energy projection flew from between Zong Shou’s brows and struck into the Thunderfang Sword. Instantly, the Qi mechanism of the Thunderfang Sword surged, and its spiritual energy violently increased. The surrounding thunderous radiance also multiplied several times over. In that single moment, this peak Second-tier spirit weapon was elevated to the Third-tier!

Remotely guiding it, Zong Shou made the Thunderfang Sword whirl and pivot within the confined space of the carriage, executing dazzling maneuvers and carving out brilliant, spectacular trajectories. In Zong Shou’s eyes, the surprise only deepened. His control over this sword was utterly instinctive! Aside from the power being slightly inferior, in terms of the sword’s nimble changes, it was hardly worse than wielding a sword directly with his soul. Even the occasional stiffness or awkwardness was only because he had yet to completely refine this sword fetus. “This is the second Nascent Soul of the spiritual arts? Truly remarkable. Even as just an embryo, it possesses such power. Since it is a sword, it cannot be without a name. My Way of the Sword merges the myriad schools into one furnace, all streams returning to unity. This sword must also bear my intent; it shall be named the Prime Unity Sword!”

Casually giving his sword a name, Zong Shou then reached out slightly, causing the Thunderfang Sword to return to his hand. Activating the parallel earth-water-fire veins within his body, a sword aura, fully nine zhang long, shot out—blue and red, entwined with streaks of purple lightning, making it appear even more sharp and terrifying! The initial Earth Meridian, a full sixty-two thousand jin of strength, could now project an aura nine zhang long, matching the peak of the Xiantian realm! Such an achievement was enough to stun the world! At this moment, even if he encountered a Martial Ancestor of the Sixth Earth Meridian, he was confident he could fight to the death with them!

Patting his right arm again, Xiao Jin’s body began to wind and cover the length of the sword blade. In a short while, the sword turned silver-white. The spiritual energy gathered on the blade became even more formidable, directly surging past the Fourth-tier, harmonizing with Zong Shou’s Qi mechanism. Without needing any deliberate effort, man and sword were already united! Zong Shou immediately burst into hearty laughter and returned the Thunderfang Sword to its sheath. The Void Spirit Sword, named ‘Prime Unity,’ also returned to the Shenxiao Acupoint. At this moment, Zong Shou’s demeanor was utterly spirited. “Order Zong Yuan to change course northward! In three days, I want to see Xuan Mountain City. Before returning to Qian Tian Mountain, I will first pay a visit to my future in-laws!”

Tiger Zhongyuan’s massive body instantly shook, looking at Zong Shou with overwhelming joy. The moment his gaze fell upon him, his spirit wavered slightly; at this moment, the feeling Zong Shou gave him was like a peerless treasured sword that had broken through heavy seals and been drawn. From the moment he arrived in this world, nothing could conceal his unparalleled sharpness!

Chu Xue and Ruo Shui were even more bewildered and terrified. Their perception of Zong Shou’s change in Qi mechanism was infinitely stronger! One moment, tranquil as still water; the next, his sharpness was fully revealed, aggressive and imposing! As if he could cleave through every obstruction in the world. Where the sword pointed, nothing could stand!

Zong Shou himself was completely unaware, merely looking doubtfully out the carriage window. “Strange, those two don't seem to have followed? Did something happen? With their Spirit Martial Venerable cultivation, who could cause them trouble? Or perhaps Zong Shou has already been abandoned by him?” ※※※※

Just as Zong Shou looked up in confusion, two thousand zhang above the ground, powerful true energy winds were raging, and countless destructive sound waves were surging outwards in all directions! This place was originally shrouded in clouds and mist, with latent thunder light gathering, but these were forcibly driven apart by two immense auras. In the expanse of one hundred thousand zhang of space, only intersecting sword energies remained, and countless bolts of lightning continuously exploded and flashed within this area.

Shui Lingbo’s physical form had now shrunk to that of a fourteen-year-old, and the thunderous patterns on her face had already covered nearly half of her visage. She darted and evaded in the mid-air; with every thought, she could summon a vast and mighty thunder dragon that roared across the clouds. The sword in her hand also danced with chaotic red light, almost occupying half the sky. However, several wounds marred her body, bleeding ceaselessly, making her appearance somewhat disheveled. Yet, if one looked closely, the