Chapter 351: Discussing the Dao, Sword of Humanity

Wang Daoyun stood motionless beneath the dimming sky.

The divine sword had already fallen from his hand, yet he seemed completely unaware of it.

His eyes remained fixed upon Tian Yongheng’s casually lowered wooden stick.

"Your sword lacks humanity."

Those words continuously echoed within his mind.

At this moment, the countless comprehensions he had accumulated over hundreds of years after descending the mountain suddenly began surfacing one after another.

The mortal blacksmith who forged iron for thirty years without cultivating.

The wandering swordsman who died protecting a small village from bandits despite possessing only a chipped iron sword.

The crying child clutching his mother’s corpse amidst mortal warfare.

The old farmer smiling while watching the wheat fields beneath the sunset.

Life and death.

Joy and sorrow.

Love and hatred.

The mortal world.

Everything he had witnessed throughout his years wandering the world gradually transformed into strands of invisible intent intertwining together within his heart.

His Heaven and Earth Immortal Sword Intent had always sought the vastness of heaven and earth, the eternity of mountains and rivers, the transcendence above mortals.

But now, he suddenly realized something.

No matter how vast heaven and earth were, could they truly exist without the countless living beings dwelling within them?

Without humanity, what meaning would heaven and earth possess?

*Boom!*

An invisible aura suddenly spread out from Wang Daoyun’s body.

His Sword Intent rapidly transformed at a terrifying speed.

The sharpness remained, yet within it now appeared an indescribable warmth and vitality, as though an originally cold immortal sword had finally obtained a living soul.

Tian Yongheng quietly watched this scene, his expression as calm as ever.

However, inwardly, he slightly nodded.

Wang Daoyun’s comprehension ability was indeed monstrous.

Merely a single sentence had allowed him to glimpse a completely new path.

As a future Unspeakable Existence, this guy will surely transcend the Immortal Emperor Realm.

Unfortunately for him, he met an anomaly who supposedly did not exist in the previous timeline.

Tian Yongheng slowly looked toward the distant mortal cities beneath the mountains.

The lights of countless households gradually illuminated the land beneath the approaching night.

Faint sounds of laughter and crying drifted through the wind.

For cultivators, such scenes were usually insignificant.

Mortals were too weak, too fragile.

Mighty Immortal Cultivators capable of destroying mountains and rivers often treated mortals as ants beneath their feet.

But Tian Yongheng had once walked through those mortal cities for many years.

He had watched countless ordinary people continue struggling to live despite knowing their lives lasted barely a hundred years.

And it was precisely because of that fleeting fragility that humanity possessed its greatest brilliance.

The Mortal Transformation Dao Scripture he cultivated was never merely a cultivation technique.

It was a path.

A path of observing humanity, understanding humanity, and eventually transforming oneself through humanity.

A path... that may perhaps one day allow mortals to achieve immortality.

The sword strike he used earlier was not his Supreme Sword Intent.

Rather, it was another sword he had comprehended after traveling the mortal world for countless years.

A sword that took humanity itself as its Dao, the will of countless living beings gathered into a single sword.

The joys and sorrows of the mortal world condensed into a single strike capable of piercing through heaven and earth.

He named it...

The Sword of Humanity.

...

Three days quietly passed.

Wang Daoyun remained standing beneath the mountain without moving even slightly.

During these three days, terrifying Sword Intent continuously surged around him like tides across hundreds of thousands of miles.

Numerous great cultivators throughout nearby regions stared toward this direction in shock, yet none dared approach.

Because the aura here already faintly surpassed the limits of ordinary Immortal Ascension Realm cultivators.

On the morning of the fourth day, Wang Daoyun finally slowly opened his eyes.

At that very instance!

*Boom!*

An astonishing immortal aura instantly surged into the sky.

The surrounding Spirit Qi transformed into endless Sword Qi, while the heavens above faintly manifested immortal light.

Late Stage of Immortal Ascension Realm!

Not only that...

His Sword Dao had also completely stabilized at the absolute peak of the Mortal World, faintly touching the Vagrant Immortal Realm.

Invincible beneath the Vagrant Immortal Realm!

Wang Daoyun slowly lowered his head.

Then, toward Tian Yongheng, he cupped his hands and bowed deeply.

This time, there was no desire to challenge within his eyes anymore, only admiration and respect toward someone who had walked infinitely farther upon the Sword Dao.

"Senior’s Sword Dao..."

He softly sighed.

"... truly resembles the heavens themselves."

Tian Yongheng merely replied calmly, "You are also not bad."

Wang Daoyun smiled bitterly.

Only after personally experiencing that sword did he understand how terrifying Tian Yongheng truly was.

The current him might already stand at the peak of the Mortal World, but before Tian Yongheng, he still felt like a child standing before an endless ocean.

After remaining silent for a moment, Wang Daoyun finally could not help asking,

"Senior... what exactly is your Sword Intent?"

Tian Yongheng glanced at him before answering truthfully, "Supreme Sword Intent."

The moment those words entered his ears, Wang Daoyun’s breath hitched.

Supreme Sword Intent!

Such confidence, such dominance!

Anything capable of bearing the name ’Supreme’ represented absolute dominance over its respective path!

No wonder even his Heaven and Earth Immortal Sword Intent had been completely suppressed!

Wang Daoyun slowly exhaled before speaking honestly as well.

"My Heaven and Earth Immortal Sword Intent takes heaven and earth as its foundation. Mountains, rivers, stars, clouds, all things beneath heaven... they are all part of the sword. By borrowing the momentum of heaven and earth, one can endlessly strengthen the sword intent until it eventually transforms into an immortal sword capable of suppressing all creation."

Tian Yongheng quietly listened.

Soon afterward, the two began discussing Dao beneath the mountain.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Throughout those seven days, countless terrifying Sword Intents continuously collided between heaven and earth.

Sometimes the skies split apart, sometimes celestial phenomena stretched across millions of miles.

Sometimes countless cultivators suddenly entered enlightenment merely from sensing the residual aura drifting through the air.

It was extremely exaggerated.

One possessed the Supreme Sword Intent.

The other possessed the Heaven and Earth Immortal Sword Intent.

Such a Dao discussion was enough to drive countless Sword Cultivators in the world insane with envy.

Finally, on the seventh day, Wang Daoyun slowly rose to leave.

Before departing, however, he suddenly paused.

"Senior..."

Then he turned around and asked one final question.

"What was that final sword called?"

Tian Yongheng remained silent for a moment.

The evening wind gently brushed past the mountains.

Below the mountain, faint smoke from mortal households slowly rose into the sky.

After a long while, he finally spoke calmly,

"It is a sword forged from the will of all living beings gathered together, the joys and sorrows of the mortal world, the desires, emotions, struggles, and hopes of humanity."

Tian Yongheng slowly raised his gaze toward the distant mortal world.

"As long as the wielder’s purpose is to protect the myriad beings... its power will continue growing without limit."

Wang Daoyun’s entire body suddenly froze.

At this moment, he finally understood why Tian Yongheng’s sword possessed such terrifying power.

Because that sword did not belong to one person alone.

Instead, it belonged to all living beings beneath heaven.

Wang Daoyun silently stood there for a very long time.

Finally, he bowed deeply once more.

Then his figure transformed into a streak of sword light that disappeared beyond the horizon.

Tian Yongheng quietly watched him leave.

After a moment, he casually tossed aside the wooden stick in his hand before slowly walking back toward the mortal world beneath the mountain.