Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny
Chapter 1338 - 1335 Myriad Sword Refinement Xiao Rui Asks for Help (First Update)

Chapter 1338: Chapter 1335 Myriad Sword Refinement Xiao Rui Asks for Help (First Update)

The sound shook the heavens, Jianzhou quivered lightly.

Such momentum also caused the people of the other six great Grotto-Heavens to feel their hearts flutter and spirits shake, involuntarily all of them lifted their heads to look towards the white-clothed youth standing with his hands behind him in the wind, their eyes filled with reverence.

There was a time when Xue An declared his intention to vie for the first place in the Dao Sword competition, nobody believed him, even drawing widespread ridicule and laughter, thinking he was merely a dreamer talking nonsense.

But as time passed, when Xue An single-handedly eradicated the Demon Empress and made the assembly of cultivators bow their heads with a single sword strike, many suddenly felt that the so-called first place was no longer important.

Because this young man had obviously surpassed the realm of ordinary people’s imagination, his strength could not be described by mere rankings.

At this moment, Xue An raised his hand and slowly opened his palm.

In the center of his hand was a small, yet incomplete sword.

Upon seeing this sword, everyone from Mingxin Palace gasped in astonishment.

"It’s Elder Shi Jian’s Sword Intent!"

"Elder Shi Jian isn’t dead!"

Amid the surprised cries, Elders like Ting Jian and others were overwhelmed with excitement.

Xue An smiled faintly, "Just now when I unleashed this sword strike, I suddenly sensed this Sword Intent in the heavens, about to dissipate, so I captured it! It looks like this should also belong to someone from your Mingxin Palace?"

Ting Jian nodded, "Yes, this is my fifth brother Elder’s Sword Intent! Previously, to eliminate the demon ghost, he willingly detonated himself and died!"

"Oh? Quite the loyal sacrifice!" Xue An lightly said.

"Sir, is there a way to bring him back to life?" Ting Jian looked at Xue An with a hopeful expression.

Hope also sparked in the hearts of the other onlookers.

After all, Xue An had already given everyone too many surprises.

Xue An shook his head, "There’s no hope! His physical body is completely shattered, even this remaining Sword Intent is incomplete, there’s no way to revive him!"

Hearing Xue An say this, Ting Jian and others, who had been full of hope, instantly felt as if they had fallen into an abyss, their eyes showing a hint of despondency.

"However..." Xue An’s eyebrows slightly raised, "Although his physical body can’t be restored, I can indeed reforge him into a sword. In this way, one could say he has been indirectly brought back to life. What do you think?"

Ting Jian and the others exchanged glances, then nodded without hesitation.

"Sir, my fifth brother has always cherished swords more than his own life. If he could become one with a sword, he would surely be willing!" Ting Jian said.

Xue An nodded, "Very well!"

With a casual wave of his hand, the incomplete small sword suddenly flew out, hovering over the skies of Mingxin Palace.

Xue An said calmly, "I will give you a chance, whether you succeed or not depends on your own destiny!"

Having spoken, Xue An lifted his hand, his brow slightly raised, and he uttered a light cry, "Myriad Sword Refinement, Reborn from the Bone!"

Boom!

As Xue An gave the command, the entire Mingxin Palace suddenly began to shake violently, and then countless swords rose from within Mingxin Palace, the quantity so vast that the sky was obscured.

Everyone’s expression changed.

"These are all swords from Hidden Sword Pavilion and the Sword Tomb!" Sword Control trembled with excitement, exclaiming in shock.

To know that Mingxin Palace, as a sword cultivator sect with thousands of years of lineage, naturally collected countless precious swords. Moreover, many swords lost their spirit due to the death of their owners and were entombed within the Sword Tomb.

Therefore, upon seeing these swords, everyone couldn’t help but be astonished.

At the same time, countless swords converged into a torrent of steel, which soared into the sky, rushing towards the lonely small sword above the heavens.

Bang!

When the two met, followed by a dull thud, the small sword was quickly submerged by the boundless array of swords.

The world was so silent that only the metallic symphony from within the swords could be heard.

Ting Jian and the others, with sweaty palms, widened their eyes and watched quietly.

Time passed by the second.

The torrent of steel made up of swords writhed madly, but the silhouette of the lonely small sword was nowhere to be seen.

Xue An watched quietly, without speaking.

Because he had said that he could only provide an opportunity, whether it succeeded or not would be up to the fate of Elder Shi Jian.

Just then, the complexions of Ting Jian and the others suddenly paled, and they cried out in despair, "Little Fifth!"

Because in their senses, the Sword Intent belonging to Elder Shi Jian had suddenly vanished.

What this meant was naturally self-evident.

The expressions of everyone from Mingxin Palace turned gloomy.

Nian Xuexin was even covering her mouth, sobbing silently.

But just then, Xue An’s eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked up at the torrent of steel that towered into the sky, saying with a mild surprise, "To break and then rejuvenate, your talent is indeed impressive! Since that is the case, let me help you once more!"

Having said that, Xue An extended a finger and directly pressed it onto the torrent of steel.

Crack!

With a light clang, the torrent of steel seemed to have been paused, abruptly coming to a halt. Then, with a thunderous boom, it disintegrated instantly, and the swords involved were not spared either, all turning into powder.

In the midst of the billowing dust, a powerful Sword Intent suddenly burst out, swiftly sweeping away all the sword dust.

Immediately after, the boundless sword dust began to collapse at lightning speed, condensing!

In an instant.

A lonesome small sword, radiating a brilliant Sword Intent, appeared at the center of the sword dust.

Upon seeing this sword, the Sword Cultivators and others immediately widened their eyes.

They could naturally sense that familiar Sword Intent, but what was even more astonishing to them was that this Sword Intent was more than twice as powerful as before; it was as if it had undergone a transformation.

Meanwhile, the lonesome small sword instantly rushed towards Xue An. Before anyone could react, it had already stopped, then transformed into a figure.

It was Elder Shi Jian, who had self-destructed and died.

He looked excited, reverently kneeling before Xue An to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, my lord, for the grace of resurrecting me!"

Xue An accepted this calmly, "Stand up, this is also your own fortune! Now that you are a Myriad Sword being, if you make progress in your cultivation in the future, you might indeed carve out a path of your own!"

Hearing Xue An’s words, Shi Jian’s eyes suddenly blazed with intense fervor.

For him, who had an insatiable passion for swords, the shattering of his physical body was of no real consequence. In fact, due to the limitations of his talent, if he had remained in his physical state, there would have been little room for further progress.

But now that he had become a Myriad Sword being, the path for growth suddenly opened up with countless possibilities, how could he not be excited?

"Yes, my lord, if you have any orders in the future, Shi Jian is willing to lay down my life in service!" Shi Jian said with grave earnestness.

Xue An just smiled and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a sharp glint flashed across his eyes, then he swiftly turned his head to look in a certain direction, with a fierce killing intent emanating from around him.

"Xiao Rui?"

"My lord, what’s the matter?" Shi Jian’s expression changed and he quickly asked.

Xue An was surrounded by a boiling killing intent, his face grave as still water, "A friend of mine is in trouble!"

Just now, Xue An had suddenly sensed a cry for help at the soul level.

This plea for help was very simple, just five short words.

Big brother, save me!

But the aura attached to it was so familiar, Xue An recognized it instantly—it was Qian Xirui, the little girl from Demon-Sealing Town.

In fact, if Xue An’s Divine Sense had not been extremely powerful, he might not have been able to detect this faint soul fluctuation.

Because this kind of fluctuation could only come from an ordinary person on the brink of despair.

And the fear contained in these five words was extremely evident.

It was not hard to imagine what the little girl was up against.

What was strange, though, was that the Talisman Spell Xue An had specifically left in Demon-Sealing Town had not been triggered at all.

But no matter what, something had definitely gone wrong in Demon-Sealing Town!

Meanwhile, upon hearing Xue An’s words, Shi Jian’s body emanated waves of killing intent, and he said through gritted teeth: "My lord, please tell me who it is, I will go and bring back the villain’s head this instant!"

The elders of Mingxin Palace, including Sword Cultivators and people from various Great Grotto-Heavens, had their expressions drastically change as they all rose into the sky.

"That’s right, my lord, please command us, no matter who the opponent is, we shall slay them!"

Sword Cultivator called out.

"Yes! Please give us your orders, my lord!"

The people from the Great Grotto-Heavens all stated their positions.

Xue An surveyed the scene, then narrowed his gaze and said in a deep voice: "Very well, in that case, follow me!"

With that, Xue An transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky.

And behind him, countless radiant lights shot up into the heavens, turning into a terrifying torrent, following closely behind him, crossing the sky.