Chapter 61: Calling for Reinforcements! The Primal Sword Sun!

Chapter 61: Calling for Reinforcements! The Primal Sword Sun!

"Eight Treasures Buddha Body actually entered the Void Forbidden Abyss!"

The many Buddhas present stood up in surprise, their powerful auras permeating the heavens and earth.

To recover the Eight Treasures Buddha Body, their Western Sect had sent a large number of powerful cultivators to search the Void Forbidden Abyss, inch by inch.

They had even discovered the place where the Benevolent Bodhisattva had fallen, but they had not found the Eight Treasures Buddha Body.

Just when they thought they had finally found the Buddha Body, they unfortunately encountered a Child Immortal. Not only did they fail to recover the Buddha Body, but they also lost one of the Eight Treasures!

Everyone had despaired, thinking that if the Buddha Body was in the hands of a Child Immortal, only the Buddha Lord himself could retrieve it.

But who knew that the heavens would not forsake them, and the Eight Treasures Buddha Body would appear in the Void Forbidden Abyss!

"Amitabha, the Buddha protects us. This Buddha Body belongs to our Buddhist Sect!"

One of the Buddhas said with a smile, "With the Eight Treasures Compass, we can not only retrieve the Buddha Body but also open the place where the Benevolent Bodhisattva fell."

"Not only that."

Another Arhat chuckled, "Once we retrieve the compass and restore the Eight Treasures, the lost ancient secret techniques of the Buddha Sect will return!"

"Then, by opening the compass and merging with the Buddha Body, a Supreme True Buddha will be born in our Buddhist Sect!"

The Buddhas present became increasingly excited. With the Eight Treasures Compass, the overall strength of the Buddhist Sect would increase by at least thirty percent!

But at that moment, a high monk who had been meditating with closed eyes suddenly opened them, frowning as he spoke:

"Trouble, the Buddha Body has entered the area that the Su Clan is clearing!"

"The Buddha Body is in the hands of the Su Clan!"

These words immediately silenced the room, and the faces of the Buddhas visibly darkened.

The Su Clan!

Again, the Su Clan!

They had lost countless people to the Su Clan in the Southern Region.

Now, the most important Buddha Body had a location, but it was the Su Clan causing the obstruction once more!

Anger surged in their hearts, but no one dared to provoke the Su Clan at this moment.

A few days ago, the Su Clan had sent a large number of powerful cultivators to the Void Forbidden Abyss, sealing off a large area.

There were so many strong cultivators there, including three Holy Kings and one Great Sage.

Even if they all attacked together, they would likely be killed before they could even get close.

"Notify the Spirit Mountain."

An old monk sighed, "Our Ten Thousand Flower Temple may not have the strength to retrieve the Buddha Body alone."

"Let the Spirit Mountain send people. Even if the True Buddha does not descend upon our Ten Thousand Flower Temple, the credit for this achievement will be ours, and no one will dare to take it away!"

The Spirit Mountain, the only holy land in the Western Region, where ten thousand Buddhas pay homage, is filled with countless powerful cultivators.

Originally, the Ten Thousand Flower Temple had intended to retrieve the Buddha Body alone and have the True Buddha descend upon their temple.

But now, the Ten Thousand Flower Temple had lost too many people, and they could not afford to clash with the Su Clan any longer.

Therefore, even though they were reluctant, they had to grit their teeth and seek help.

"If the Spirit Mountain asks, who should they send?" someone hesitated to ask.

The old monk remained silent for a long time, staring at the direction where the Su Clan had sealed off the area. After a while, his eyes turned cold.

"Send a Near-Emperor!"

...

Deep within the Void Forbidden Abyss.

Su Changqing and Su Zian raced forward, encountering no danger along the way. They smoothly arrived at a massive barrier.

The surroundings were dark and empty, with only the barrier emitting a faint glow.

"Is this it?" Su Changqing looked curiously at the barrier.

Su Zian smiled and waved his hand, sending a broken jade talisman into the barrier. Instantly, the light screen dissipated like bubbles.

The moment the barrier disappeared, an extremely pure and powerful sword intent surged, illuminating the entire sky and earth.

Upon closer inspection:

Inside the barrier was a vast, bottomless pit, with a massive, broken stone stele standing at the forefront.

The three sword-like characters "Sword Emperor Sect" on the stele emitted a majestic and noble aura, captivating the heart and soul.

Further ahead was a radiant sun!

The sun floated, and a torrent of sword intent erupted from it, as if trying to sever the heavens and earth!

That was no ordinary sun, but a terrifying mass of primal sword intent, fused into a single, formidable entity!

"This is..."

Seeing the ethereal scene, Su Changqing was completely stunned.

"Primal Sword Intent."

Looking at the blazing sun, Su Zian smiled and said, "When a Sword Cultivator dies, the Sword Intent within their body disperses with the wind, but a single, purest and most refined fragment of Sword Intent remains."

"That fragment is the essence of a Sword Cultivator's lifelong devotion to the sword. It has no attributes and does no damage, but it can significantly enhance one's Sword Dao aptitude."

As he spoke, Su Zian looked at Su Changqing and instructed, "However, this enhancement is not limitless. The Primal Sword Intent will boost your Sword Dao potential based on your individual aptitude and potential."

"The more Primal Sword Intent you can absorb and integrate, the stronger your Sword Dao aptitude will become."

"But once you feel a sense of saturation, you must immediately stop absorbing, or you will be overwhelmed by the Primal Sword Intent."

Su Changqing didn't fully understand the terms, but he grasped one key point: "The more I absorb, the better, right?"

He looked at the Primal Sword Sun, his eyes glowing with intense enthusiasm.

Since this opportunity was within his grasp, there was no reason to waste it!

"Exactly. Go ahead, see how much you can integrate."

With a light laugh, Su Zian took a step and ascended into the depths of the sky.

Su Changqing, meanwhile, slowly approached the Primal Sword Sun.

Under the sun's brilliance, his body seemed as tiny as an ant.

"Wow, it's huge."

Su Changqing looked up, murmuring, "This is going to take a while."

...

Outside the deep pit, in the depths of the sky.

Below, the area had been empty, but as they ascended, they could see over a hundred powerful figures standing in the air.

The area was surrounded by layers of people, guarding it from all directions.

Just as Su Changqing stepped beneath the Primal Sword Sun, a space far away suddenly tore open, and a towering figure emerged.

"It's Uncle Wenlin."

Seeing the newcomer, Su Zian smiled and greeted him.

The others also looked over in surprise and then laughed.

"Haha, even Brother Wenlin has been drawn here. There's no way anything can go wrong now."

"Indeed. Wenlin is about to break through to the Near-Emperor realm. Who would dare to cause trouble?"

At this moment, Su Wenlin's prestige in the Su family had soared, as he was on the verge of becoming a Near-Emperor.

Su Wenlin also greeted the clan members with a smile.

But when he turned and saw Su Changqing below and the massive Primal Sword Sun, his eyes widened.

"Primal Sword Intent?"

"So much Primal Sword Intent? Did you kill all the Sword Cultivators in the world?"

It's no wonder Su Wenlin was shocked. In the outside world, Primal Sword Intent was measured in 'threads,' 'strands,' or 'clumps.'

Yet, the Primal Sword Sun before them, resembling a sun, contained an immense amount of Primal Sword Intent. How many Sword Cultivators must have died to create such a vast amount?

This thing alone was enough to drive any Sword Cultivator to madness.

"Kid, this greeting gift is truly extravagant."

Even though he was nearly a Near-Emperor, Su Wenlin couldn't help but marvel at Su Zian.

"I stumbled upon the ruins of an ancient Sword Sect."

"Apparently, some catastrophe caused all the sect members to die in a single day."

"Given that this place was a Sword Dao sanctuary, it nurtured the Primal Sword Intent of those deceased Sword Cultivators for countless years, leading to the formation of this Primal Sword Sun."

Su Zian then looked at Su Wenlin and smiled, "Uncle Wenlin, you've spent the most time with Changqing. How much Primal Sword Intent do you think he can absorb?"

Without hesitation, Su Wenlin replied, "One ten-thousandth, perhaps. The Primal Sword Intent within this Sun is too thick."

"Changqing has never cultivated the sword, so one ten-thousandth might be his limit."

As he spoke, Su Changqing below had already sat down cross-legged.

He began to absorb the Primal Sword Sun!

(End of Chapter)

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