Emperor’s Domination

Chapter 6794: Sword Dao

A middle-aged man meditated in an unknown region. His hair seemingly hadn’t been combed in a long time. His clothes were overly casual with some unfastened buttons.

His entire being was immersed in a state of spiritual wandering. From the outside, one couldn’t discern anything special.

His mind wandered in a realm of swords, encompassing both divine and immortal blades and their corresponding dao. They flashed ephemerally, not allowing the man to grasp them.

Just like that, he couldn’t wake up from this spiritual state. Time flowed quickly, dating up to the millions.

Since he didn’t have control of his body, strands of sword energies seeped out. Each represented a higher attainment of the sword dao.

They were wild and mighty, capable of destroying stars in the blink of an eye. They didn’t dissipate either, pulsing outward with no end in sight.

The strands rose, leaping from one peak of fierceness to another. It crossed right into madness and continued into infinity. There was always a higher state of frenzy, driving the sword dao into perpetual ascension.

The immortal sword dao never glimmered long enough for him to grasp its brilliance. This forced him into a state of intensity, frenziness, and outright madness.

This process was long and dangerous. Fortunately, the unknown region was specifically created to contain the sword strands. Alas, if his limit couldn’t break this immortal dao, he would be lost in this state forever.

An immortal sword rested on his thighs, unaffected by the frenzied strands twisting the fabrics of reality.

Suddenly, space rippled and someone appeared before him. Although he was meditating, his sword dao was still the lord of this domain.

“Clank!” The sword leaped from its sheath, exposing half an inch of blade. The terrifying light illuminated the world, capable of splitting this unknown domain in two.

“Return.” A supreme will echoed in his mind as he stood up.

The sword returned to its sheath as he staggered and nearly fell on the ground. He woke up fully and the energy strands dissipated.

“Who are you?!” He had met mighty immortals before but this immortal was something else.

He took a closer look and was stunned to see Li Qiye.

“Sir... Young Noble, wait, Master...” He didn’t know how to address Li Qiye.

Once upon a time, he was a young master in the mortal world. Of course, once traced properly, his clan had the bloodline of a mighty Grand Emperor.

However, it had fallen greatly and most importantly, everyone considered him to be a fool. He remained this way until he was forty.

If he were born in a regular family, he would have died long ago. Fortunately, the clan was rich enough to have servants who took care of him.

This continued until a passerby changed his life. It was just another day when he lay on the ground to watch ants fight, unable to turn away. He had done this many times, hence his reputation.

To him, the ants and insects displayed incredible mysteries when they fought, fully captivating him. Alas, they were complicated and he couldn’t understand. Nevertheless, this state filled him with joy and freedom.

The passerby took note of him and opened his mind, allowing him to see things clearly. All the fights he had seen converged into his mind and turned into chapters. Their mysteries became obvious.

From that, he saw a new path of the sword. A sword genius appeared just like that, sweeping through the world uncontested. Then, he found the mysteries of the clan.

He continued the unwalked path of their ancestor emperor, eventually becoming a primal ancestor. He understood all of this was due to the passerby he had the fortune to meet. One day, an immortal sword suddenly landed before him, becoming his companion.

As he progressed, he found himself in a world of immortals.