The massive dragon emerging from the Sword Washing Pool was both sudden and overwhelmingly powerful.
Such a formidable creature, if unleashed upon a True Lord of Soul Convergence, could obliterate them in an instant.
"Interesting."
A soft chuckle broke the silence.
The sky abruptly darkened.
A radiant sword light, shimmering like liquid gold, appeared high above, descending upon the dragon like countless falling stars.
Roar!
The dragon let out a thunderous roar!
Sensing the impending danger, it halted its assault, recoiling as if struck by lightning.
In its enormous eyes, the figure of the blind, calmly smiling youth was reflected, and a trace of fear flickered in its previously ruthless gaze.
The sword light that had appeared was terrifying, exuding an aura that seemed to inherently suppress it.
One touch, and it would face utter annihilation.
What's more, that powerful sword light appeared to be a casual gesture, a mere flick of the youth's lowered fingers.
Unfortunately for the dragon, despite its remarkable instincts and immediate awareness of the threat, the sword light was simply too powerful!
As if a deity had descended, the sword light bore down on the dragon, making escape impossible.
Roar!
The dragon roared again, this time with even greater desperation, a cry filled with fear—a final struggle before death.
With no chance to flee, nowhere to hide, it unleashed its full power in a last-ditch clash with the descending sword light.
Slash!
A faint tearing sound echoed.
It was like a butcher's knife slicing cleanly through meat.
The dragon was instantly torn apart, reduced to countless golden fragments scattered in all directions.
The dragon was dead.
At that moment, on one of Shushan Sword Sect's floating celestial peaks…
"What is that?!"
The Sect Leader of Shushan, who had reached the Eighth Layer of the Longevity Stage, abruptly opened his eyes from meditation, his gaze filled with shock as he looked toward the Swordmaking House.
"What an incredible surge of power!"
"It must be at least a peak Ninth Layer of the Longevity Stage!"
Although the aura from deep within the Swordmaking House was partially suppressed by the restrictions, the Sect Leader's keen senses still picked up on it.
For such turbulence to arise within the Shushan Sword Sect was alarming for someone in his position.
With a slight lift of his arm, he summoned streams of azure light that rippled before him, probing for more information.
"It's not just one presence!"
"There are two powerful auras, both shrouded, almost impossible to discern."
"Hm?"
"One of the auras is fading rapidly. What could be happening there?"
Looking in the direction of the disturbance, his expression shifted, and his sleeve fell as he relaxed.
"Is it him again?"
"In recent years, that ancestor's activity has increased—could it be that he's reached enlightenment and is stepping into that unknown realm?"
The thought brought a sigh of relief to the Sect Leader.
The world had grown increasingly turbulent, with fiendish forces lurking in the shadows.
If that elder managed to make a breakthrough, it would be a monumental boon for both the Shushan Sword Sect and the world as a whole.
Shushan Sword Sect was filled with hidden powers, and those who had sensed the disturbance at the Swordmaking House weren't few.
Upon detecting the source of the commotion, they each decided not to probe further.
After all, that ancestor's temperament was known to be volatile; disturbing him at a crucial moment could have severe repercussions…
Even immortals might not escape his wrath if he were angered.
Back at the Swordmaking House's forbidden zone.
"What was that thing just now?"
"So weak—it couldn't even withstand a single strike."
Standing by the Sword Washing Pool, Jason Chu wore a slight frown, a hint of puzzlement on his face.
Moments ago, he had sensed an impending danger and instinctively wielded his newly acquired Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique.
He hadn't expected that whatever had attacked him would be slain instantly.
"Probably some sort of beast?"
"It didn't seem all that powerful; perhaps not even at the Foundation Establishment level."
Jason thought to himself.
To him, slaying a beast with a casual swipe was hardly worth noting.
"Though I must admit, the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique is remarkably profound."
"Unfortunately, with my mere Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment cultivation, I can't fully unleash its power."
As Jason reflected on his use of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, he felt as if he had only scratched the surface of its potential.
"Impressive."
"You have passed my test."
A cold, haughty voice suddenly echoed in his ears.
"Whos there?"
Jason's eyebrows arched; he hadn't detected anyone nearby, meaning the voice's owner must be a formidable expert.
"There's no need to search."
The voice, cold and proud, continued, seemingly oblivious to Jason's blindness.
"The fact that you can hear this message means I am truly gone from this world."
"Curious, are you?"
"You have passed the trial I left behind, and so you are worthy to inherit my legacy."
"My name is Dugu the Sword Demon."
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