Wuling City suffered a disaster and was besieged by Zhuyin, making it difficult for the people in the city to move.
And it was also twelve years ago.
Six-year-old Chu Zhaozhao was led by his grandfather to the gate of Tianxuan Mountain.
The uncle held her hand and squatted down, saying over and over again: "Zhaozhao, you have to be obedient and good."
"Practice well, and everyone in the clan will be counting on you."
Ignorant children simply don't understand this.
She was just crying, but she didn't understand why her great grandfather would leave her alone in this strange place.
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She was born in Xuncheng, Cangzhou.
Originally a wealthy family in the city, something unexpected happened and all the members of the family died young.
His family was in decline, and he was suppressed by his enemies at every turn. Among the younger generation, it seemed that only Chu Zhaozhao had some talent.
The clan spent all their wealth to open up connections for her and sent her to Tianxuan Mountain. They also tried their best to supply her monthly elixirs, almost all of which were saved from the teeth of the clan's elders and children.
The purpose is to allow Chu Zhaozhao to practice the art of observing swords and cultivating her mind, so that one day, she can step into the Yaoguang Sword Pond in Tianxuan Mountain, seek the favor of the spiritual sword, and revitalize the family.
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At first, the six-year-old child thought he was too naughty, so he was left here by his grandfather.
She began to make herself well-behaved and exercised with her senior brothers and sisters every day. She was so tired that she was sweating profusely and did not dare to stop.
She listened to those with gray beards explaining the Sword Sutra, but at a young age she couldn't understand those profound things at all, so she scribbled them down with a pen on the paper, chewing them over and over again.
She works extra hard and is extra hardworking.
Later, as she grew older, she gradually understood the difficulties in her clan.
But even though the clan was in such a difficult situation, the great grandfather still suppressed the opposition within the clan and provided her with elixirs every month without hesitation, almost all of which were of the best quality available on the market.
Chu Zhaozhao worked harder and harder.
She was constantly refining the sword intent in her body. She knew that if her sword intent was more powerful than that of the Queen of Yaoguang Sword Pool, her chances of being favored by the spirit sword would be smaller.
She is responsible for the rise and fall of the race, and she must be worthy of the support of the clan for more than ten years.
This belief has supported her until today, and she has survived the days and nights of being bullied in Tianxuan Mountain.
She regarded the art of observing the sword and nourishing the mind as more important than her own life.
Even though he was forced into a desperate situation by Hei Jia and was about to die on the spot, Chu Zhaozhao was still unwilling to use the sword intention in his body.
The art of observing the sword and nourishing the mind is a very extreme method.
In this world, except for the disciples of Tianxuan Mountain, almost no one practices.
Once cast.
The sword chooses man, and man also chooses the sword.
The man and the sword become one with each other and cannot be changed.
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And a rusty sword abandoned in a dilapidated city was obviously not Chu Zhaozhao's favorite choice.
Can……
When she saw Chu Qingxiao's body being destroyed by Zhu Yin's divine blood, every inch of it collapsed.
Watching the Eight Thousand Xizhou Sword Armor, using his own soul as the sword, he tore through the black mist.
Some emotion began to surge in her chest.
This is a very important decision for Chu Zhaozhao.
But the process of making this decision is not difficult.
She didn't even think much about it, she just saw Song Guicheng's failure.
She stretched out one hand, took the rusty sword between the cracks in the stone, and flew into the eternal night world.
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Chu Zhaozhao flew to Song Guicheng's side. Looking at Song Guicheng who was forced to retreat, she stretched out her hand to hold him.
The other party also extended his hand towards her.
But the moment the fingertips touched, Song Guicheng's body suddenly disappeared...
She missed it.
She realized something was wrong, and the pupils in her eyes suddenly dilated.
The man looked at her with a smile and said.
"Please give it to you."
"The god in front of me and that brat..."
"Both."
As soon as those words fell, violent sword intent suddenly poured into her body.
This was a raging sword intent that Chu Zhaozhao had never felt before.
Compared with her twelve years of hard work day and night, the sword power she accumulated was like a drop of water to a vast ocean.
She knew that this was the last gift of the Eight Thousand Xizhou Sword Armor.
This is the sword they have never wielded against Zhulong.
It is also the inheritance of their will.
Chu Zhaozhao's eyes turned red, and anger and grief filled her mind at that moment.
In fact, she is not very familiar with these Xizhou sword armors.
Even for a long time, they had great hostility towards their leader Song Guicheng.
But after seeing that these sword-armored souls responded to Song Guicheng's call, woke up from the chaos, and used their lives to protect ordinary people again and again.
Chu Zhaozhao has already recognized these sword armors that he has never met before.
That was what a sword-wielding person should look like in her mind.
Dare to use the green edge of the three-foot sword to mend the leaks in the sky and fill the sea.
Even though I may die, I will never change.
And at this moment.
She raised the sword in her hand, and the sword intent from the Eight Thousand Sword Armor surged around her.
She will wield the sword for the swordsmen that they have not yet wielded.
Cut off their uncut evil obstacles.
At that moment, there seemed to be countless hands behind her, reaching out at this moment and holding the rust together with her.
In the dark.
Eight thousand swords and armor seemed to stand side by side with her.
At that moment, she seemed to realize something.
Speak loudly at that time.
"This sword."
"So..."
“Unswerving!!!”
As soon as she said this, the rusty sword in her hand suddenly flew out.
The billowing sword intent poured out from the sword body, and together with the rusty sword, it pierced hard into the scarlet eyeball of the candle dragon.
Roar!
Black blood splashed out along with the candle dragon's wail.
The underground palace is shaking.
On the twelve bronze pillars standing around the underground palace, cracks appeared one after another.
Zhulong's huge body began to writhe, and the wailing sound could be heard all the time.
On the ground, Chu Qingxiao, who felt the strange behavior of Zhulong, also gritted his teeth. The divine blood in his body was vigorously stimulated by him, and the billowing black gas took advantage of this gap to sweep towards Zhulong. Zhulong's body was shrouded in the black gas.
.
The scales seemed to be burned by fire, making bursts of sizzling sounds.
The huge pain made him unable to care about anything else. He turned around and threw Chu Zhaozhao away from his head.
It used its only remaining eye to take a deep look at Chu Zhaozhao and Chu Qingxiao, and its huge figure began to fade into the black clouds above its head.
And the entire Eternal Night Realm lost the support of Zhulong and was on the verge of collapse.
Twelve huge bronze pillars collapsed, and cracks spread on the walls of the underground palace.
The entire space was like a broken bronze mirror, falling piece by piece.
But in the blink of an eye, the entire Eternal Night Realm seemed to have ushered in the end.
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"This...this..." In the ruins of Wuling City, Chu Yueshan looked at the scene in front of him with great anxiety.
However, the constantly fragmenting space and the collapsed underground palace in the space obscured everyone's vision, and they could not see the scene clearly at all.
Everyone also gathered around, nervously watching the collapsing space.
Some of them, such as Sun Kuan, could no longer hold back and wanted to search for traces of Chu Qingxiao.
But as soon as they reached the entrance to the Eternal Night Realm, the strong wind pouring out of the collapsed space blew their spiritual bodies several feet away.
Everyone who got up in embarrassment also realized at this moment that they could not walk into it alone.
Soon the entrance between the Eternal Night Realm and the present world began to collapse, and the huge space gap began to close towards the center. Once this gap completely shrank, it meant that Chu Qingxiao and Chu Zhaozhao would be trapped and die in the Eternal Night Realm.
, and was chopped into pieces as the Eternal Night Realm was shattered.
Everyone became more and more anxious. Chu Yueshan and Sun Kuan tried to get closer to the Evernight Realm, but the strong wind pouring out of the space that collapsed more violently knocked them away again.
Chu Yueshan, who had fallen to the ground, got up in embarrassment and looked at the increasingly smaller gap in space, his face turned ashen.
"What...what should I do!?" he asked anxiously.
But no one around him could answer his question.
And just when everyone thought the matter was a foregone conclusion.
Clang.
Several crisp sounds suddenly came.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they looked for the sound, only to see several broken sword blades being thrown out from the gap in the space that had shrunk to only one person's height, and scattered on the stone slabs.
At the same time, the Eternal Night Realm in front of us finally consumed its last trace of power, and countless space fragments exploded like mirrors, shooting out in all directions.
But those space fragments, in the process of flying, were crushed by the great power of the world, and continued to turn into smaller fragments.
The cycle goes on and on, and finally turns into little particles of light, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.
When the light particles dispersed, everyone looked intently and saw that the previous space gaps had completely merged.
There, in front of several broken swords, a girl covered in blood was punching the ground with a rusty sword, barely standing.
Her other hand was supporting a young man who was also covered in blood. The young man looked tired, but his eyes swept across the crowd and finally landed on Chu Yueshan.