With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World-Chapter 246 - 228: The Great Dao Is Merciless (Part 2)

Chapter 246: Chapter 228: The Great Dao Is Merciless (Part 2)

She had no characteristics of the Demon Race on her body; this was a complete transformation, equivalent to a Nascent Soul of the Human Race.

However, in the next second, a sword array lit up beneath her feet, and the immense radiance shot skyward, shaking the heavens and the earth, with aftershocks spreading in all directions.

The two sitting on the cliff showed shock in their eyes, hurriedly bringing out their Artifacts to protect themselves, but the next second they were swept away by the aftershocks. The man in green spat blood, as an invisible Sword Intent took the opportunity to pierce into his Sea of Consciousness, shattering his awareness.

Seeing this, the Kasaya Monk immediately invoked his Defense Divine Power, barely saving his life.

"That is..."

"Sword Mountain River’s Nascent Soul Sword Venerable... How... so formidable..."

This was the last thought that appeared in the monk’s mind.

When he regained consciousness, everything around him had changed.

The island was shattered, and the original appearance was completely unrecognizable.

On the ground, only a few Demon Cultivators with high Cultivation remained capable of movement; flora and fauna were annihilated, mountains and rivers nowhere to be found.

A gigantic Black Dragon lay powerlessly with broken scales, and dragon blood stained the vast sea, sprawled across the remnants of island fragments.

A white-clothed figure casually sat atop the dragon’s head, with a Longsword in his hand embedded in the dragon’s forehead, his arm leisurely resting on the sword’s hilt.

Suddenly.

Four eyes met.

The Kasaya Monk saw a pair of eyes as calm as mirrored water, within which seemed to reflect the stars of the universe, beneath which appeared like a bottomless abyss, also forming a Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea behind them.

"Crack—"

It seemed something shattered.

"It’s... my, my..." The monk’s entire body surged with Qi-Blood, and with just that casual glance, his heart shattered.

Pei Min withdrew his gaze, indifferent to the identity of the ant he just saw.

The Peak Sword in his hand sealed the Demon Soul of the Black Dragon King; this Demon Soul was excellent spiritual material, which could be refined by Sword Mountain River to serve as the finest Sword Embryo material or as the Sword Spirit of Sword Qi. Of course, for someone of Pei Min’s Cultivation, such a Demon Soul no longer had any other use.

"Venerable Pei..."

Three figures arrived at the scene, holding Longswords, and respectfully gave a sword salute towards Pei Min.

Among them, one face seemed familiar; the person once fought alongside Pei Min.

Pei Min waved his hand and left the place, leaving these Golden Core Masters to handle matters here.

"Task completed."

Without stopping much, Pei Min returned to the Reflection World to continue guarding the Void.

The task in Sword Spirit Heaven seemed like a minor episode for Pei Min; the insects on Ancient Moon were Pei Min’s true opponents.

Other Nascent Soul creatures in Sword Spirit Heaven were too weak...

Although they were still Nascent Soul Venerables, lofty in front of Golden Cores, these Nascent Soul Venerables had never been exposed to the sunlight like mice, with pitifully few battle experiences.

As for Pei Min, his combat power was foremost among the many Paths of Cultivation as a Sword Cultivator, having fought for hundreds of years in the Void, with an inexhaustible foundation of techniques.

Even if the opponent was late-stage Nascent Soul, in front of Pei Min, they could only hold on for a while longer, slightly stronger than those insects in the Void.

This wasn’t their fault. The peculiar environment of Sword Spirit Heaven destined vast differences among different Extraordinary Creatures; while Sword Cultivators grew stronger, other cultivators even if able to break through to Nascent Soul, their actual combat power couldn’t compare at all to the mad battle group fighting the Void insects or even to the ordinary Nascent Soul Loose Cultivators of the Jiuzhou Cultivation Realm.

And in the eyes of Pei Min and others, the Nascent Soul creatures of Sword Spirit Heaven, except for a few, were just tools for collecting the dispersed energy of the Black Insects.

Just like now.

[You killed the Demon Emperor and sealed the opponent’s Demon Soul, then returned to the Void to continue guarding.]

[The Broken Cocoon Alliance knew only that their strong ones were never to be seen like mice, unaware that the strong of Sword Mountain River were also bound in the Void.]

.........

[In the Celestial Sword Calendar 98,348, the Void Insect Tide descended again. You felt even greater pressure than before, and the battle power that dominated Sword Spirit Heaven was nothing in front of the Void Insect Tide; seniors stronger than you also struggled to resist in front of the Void Insect Tide.]

[You fiercely battled in the Void, continuously enhancing your Sword Dao in combat.]

[During your battle, another Nascent Soul Sword Venerable sacrificed himself, slaying dozens of Tier Two Black Insects and two Pseudo-Tier Three Black Insects in the swarm.]

[You wielded sword light with power sufficient to sever mountains and shatter the Island Continent, yet it seemed insignificant in the boundless Void. And under the combined resistance of numerous Sword Venerables, the Void Black Insect Tide receded.]

[You were severely injured and healed for three years in the Void, and during this period, you felt additional insights into Sword Dao emerging from the Fire of Hope...]

.........

[In the Celestial Sword Calendar 98,351, you broke and then stood, summarizing your path, and initially wrote down a rough outline of your own Sword Scripture, the Unity Sword Scripture.]

.........

[In the Celestial Sword Calendar 98,361, Yang Ziyi wanted to follow your steps to break through to Nascent Soul. Though you tried to dissuade him, it was to no avail, so you let it be.]

[You split one Sword Essence Avatar to act as Yang Ziyi’s Guardian, but in your heart, you were not optimistic about Yang Ziyi.]

[In November of the Celestial Sword Calendar 98,361, Yang Ziyi failed in his breakthrough, suffering backlash, his Golden Core nearly shattered, and his meridians broken. You used Wood Sword Dao to stabilize his origin, but it was difficult to save.]

[Despite efforts to save him for over a year, your second disciple who accompanied you for more than two centuries passed away.]

"Brother Pei, my condolences."

A Nascent Soul Sword Venerable skilled in healing sighed and patted Pei Min’s shoulder.

Pei Min’s eyes lowered, silently looking at Yang Ziyi.

Yang Ziyi at this moment no longer had the extraordinary aura of a Golden Core Peak Master.

Yang Ziyi, looking at his master, forced a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I’m sorry, Master, the disciple was impatient..."

"Tell... tell Senior Sister not to rush... now, no one will fight with her, with her for Master..." Yang Ziyi’s pupils slowly dilated.

Pei Min silently watched the passing of his disciple.

He did not attempt to preserve Yang Ziyi’s soul and have him switch to being a Ghost Cultivator, even though feasible in this world, for a Sword Cultivator, switching pathways was worse than death.

Pei Xinghe, beside Pei Min, showed both apology and sorrow in his eyes, "Brother... Brother Disciple..."

"The Great Dao is heartless..." Pei Min slowly uttered these four words.

To break through to Nascent Soul, one must shatter the Golden Core, and inevitably there are life-threatening risks...

All cultivators are risked their lives, contending with the heavens.

"Xinghe, cultivate well, do not follow your junior brother’s end."

With that, Pei Min turned and left.

Nascent Soul Cultivators no longer easily display emotions like ordinary people...

[The sudden departure of your disciple was beyond your expectations, and interfering with breakthrough matters by outsiders only worsens things. The loss of your disciple who accompanied you for over two centuries brought sadness within you, yet it was a sadness you couldn’t express.]

[In the following years, you slaughtered more Black Insects in the Void.]

Although Yang Ziyi was extraordinarily talented, he didn’t possess the unique physique of Pei Min, lacking foundation. If he succeeded in the breakthrough, all might have been well, but failing gravely harmed his roots, at best inuring him, requiring decades of recuperation, at worst shattering his Golden Core and passing away, and Yang Ziyi met the worst-case fate.

"Cultivation is arduous..."

Jiang Ming saw the golden characters on the Scroll, a slight wave flickering in his eyes.

No one dictates everything must reach the best outcome, nor that unexpected events won’t occur tomorrow, for the Path of Cultivation... is hard.