Chapter 827: Chapter 372: At Death’s Door, All Taboos Are Lifted (Part 2)

Clang~

The Xuanyuan Sword collided with the Infinite Sword, sparks flying everywhere.

The clash of two Unparalleled Divine Weapons created a strange resonance, causing the surrounding space to ripple like the surface of water.

The Xuanyuan Sword, broad and heavy like the earth, now clashing with the blades, triggered intense spatial tremors due to the great cosmic impact.

However, Ye Qingzhou is ultimately the master of the Xuanyuan Sword, surpassing Herod in his understanding of the Dao of Space, thus creating a crushing effect in sword skill.

Herod’s face twisted viciously, spitting blood as he reached into the void again with his left hand: "One weapon isn’t enough? Then let’s bring out a few more!"

Donghuang Bell, Nuwa Stone, Kongtong Seal...

One by one, divine artifacts existing only in legends were forcibly pulled from the river of history, hovering around him.

Every artifact emitted a terrifying pressure, the space collapsing under the strain, forming fine cracks.

Likewise, Herod could not bear the burden, for disrupting the timeline must come with a cost.

His hair already turned white, his face covered in wrinkles, burning ten years of his life every second. Even though a Martial Saint theoretically can live forever, he ultimately is not an undying and immortal Divine Spirit.

Such reckless cost shows Herod’s complete madness to kill Ye Qingzhou.

"Die!"

Herod roared furiously, all divine artifacts glowing simultaneously, pushing his Power of Spiritual to the extreme, attempting to disrupt the river of history, immersing Ye Qingzhou completely in the vast Mythical Epic.

Ye Qingzhou felt the threat of death, not from Herod’s Divine Techniques, but from the Laws Destruction Golden Arrow sinking deeper into his chest.

He took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashing in his eyes.

"Infinite Sword Realm, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Ye Qingzhou formed a sword with his fingers, drawing out a seven-colored sword light.

The sword light split in an instant, transforming into thousands of splendorous Sword Qi, surging like a river torrent, confronting the looming shadows of divine artifacts.

The sky exploded in continuous blasts, like countless fireworks blooming at once.

The ground below could not withstand such intense energy vibrations, starting to collapse on a large scale.

Cities sank into the earth, rivers changed course, mountains crumbled. Soldiers fleeing were swept away by shock waves, like fallen leaves in a hurricane.

When the light dissipated, Ye Qingzhou kneeled mid-air, the Five Great Divine Weapons before him, grabbing Dragon Abyss and Flying Frost’s shoulders, barely supporting his body.

His armor and battle attire were torn and tattered, revealing a body that was bloody and mangled inside. The Laws Destruction Golden Arrow protruded only with the arrow’s tail visible.

Herod was equally battered, his golden hair charred, his left arm missing.

Most of the summoned artifacts had returned to the river of history, leaving only the Xuanyuan Sword in his right hand, its brilliance dimmed with visible cracks on its surface.

"You... you madman!"

Herod gasped, his eyes filled with incredulous despair and resentment: "Clearly hit by the Laws Destruction Golden Arrow, why won’t you obediently die?"

Ye Qingzhou slowly stood, gripping the Infinite Sword: "How can I die before dealing with you all?"

At this moment, a giant shadow engulfed the two.

Hagrid fully unleashed the Dragon Race’s bloodline, transforming into an almost pure-blooded giant dragon, over a hundred meters long, with wings spreading to shade the sky.

"Herod, move aside!"

The dragon spoke in human words, its voice dispersing clouds.

Hagrid opened his massive mouth, revealing a dazzling red glow deep in his throat.

That wasn’t ordinary Dragon Breath, but the Dragon Race’s secret "Flame of World Burning," rumored to burn through a small world.

Ye Qingzhou knew, in his current state, taking this strike would mean certain death.

He closed his eyes, his mind conjuring everything he learned in his lifetime, murmuring to himself: "The sword has extremity, the Dao is infinite..."

Ye Qingzhou suddenly released his palms, forming an ancient hand seal. His body began to shine, each inch of skin emitting blinding sword light.

"Infinite Swordsmanship, First Form, Sword Extreme!"

Ye Qingzhou transformed into a stream of light, pointing his Sword Point, ten thousand sword forms, all return to one, striking at Hagrid’s dragon mouth with speed beyond thought.

The Flame of World Burning, just spewed out, was split into two by the sword light.

The sword light continued unimpeded, piercing through Hagrid’s dragon head and exiting from the back of its brain.

"Im...possible..." The giant dragon’s eyes were filled with disbelief, its enormous body starting to disintegrate, turning into a sky full of light dots.

The sword light traced a graceful arc in the air, transforming back into Ye Qingzhou’s figure. He landed before Herod, his face pale as paper, but his eyes remained as sharp as a sword.

Herod trembled as he retreated, pointing the Xuanyuan Sword at Ye Qingzhou: "Don’t come any closer! I can still summon more divine artifacts!"

Ye Qingzhou didn’t respond, slowly raising his right arm, forming a sword with his fingers, fingertips already bloodied, exposing the dark golden Martial Bone.

"Your... your finger bone is about to break!"

Herod clung desperately: "If you can no longer wield a sword, are you still a Sword Saint?"

Ye Qingzhou’s mouth barely curled upwards: "Without a sword in hand, but with a sword in heart, I am still the Infinite Sword Saint."

With an effortless wave, his Sword Point swept across Herod’s throat, bringing forth a splendid blood spray.

No dazzling Sword Qi, no brilliant light, only the simplest, most unadorned slash.

Having comprehended all the Innate Five Greats, Ye Qingzhou finally simplified his lifelong learning, from Tai Chi to Infinite, Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, realizing the first form of Infinite Swordsmanship. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"The sword has extremity," indicating the physical limits of weapons and techniques.

"The Dao is infinite," symbolizing the infinite elevation of Sword Dao and mindset.