I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

Chapter 1932: Chapter 1932: A Plan Spanning Millions of Years!

For those who have reached a certain level as cultivators,

as long as their Dantian and soul remain intact, even if every bone in their body is shattered, or if their Five Organs and Six Orifices are destroyed, they can still survive for a while, relying on the nourishment of the Dantian.

The Qingyun sword intent, filled with violent Tribulation Lightning, rampaged through the body of the Chaos Essence Sword Master, smashing his Five Organs, Six Orifices, and every bone—yet spared only the Dantian and the soul.

Was this the work of the Chaos Essence Sword Master’s own power?

Ye Qiubai fixed his gaze directly upon the Green Cloud Sword Master.

He saw the Green Cloud Sword Master extend a finger toward the Chaos Essence Sword Master, as a pale cyan glow burst from the fingertip, twining itself around the body of the Chaos Essence Sword Master.

"Senior, what is the meaning of this?" Ye Qiubai frowned slightly, his voice calm but questioning.

The Green Cloud Sword Master let out a soft laugh and said, "Now that the victor has been decided, there’s no need to annihilate the loser."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qiubai felt a jolt in his heart—a sense of foreboding rising from deep within.

From the perspective of Ye Qiubai and the Chaos Essence Sword Master, only one of them could survive and inherit the Green Cloud Sword Master... Or rather, to merge with the Green Cloud Sword Master’s soul.

Yet now, the Green Cloud Sword Master was stopping Ye Qiubai.

Ye Qiubai looked at the Green Cloud Sword Master and said in a low voice, "Leaving aside the truth of the soul being split in two—even so, does Senior intend to let both soul fragments exist in the world simultaneously?"

"Of course, that’s impossible." The Green Cloud Sword Master shook his head and said, "If two soul fragments coexist in this world, eventually there will be trouble... Besides, if that were truly possible, then everything I’ve done would be meaningless."

"What is it that you want to do, Senior?"

"Rebirth—to break through this cage with an even stronger stance."

Ye Qiubai’s mind shuddered; the earlier sense of dread came true. His pupils quivered as he stared at the Green Cloud Sword Master.

Even the always-calm face of the Chaos Essence Sword Master now revealed an expression of terror.

The Green Cloud Sword Master raised his head to look at the firmament above. The Tribulation Lightning in the dome of the sky was already fading. He looked back at Ye Qiubai, his gaze full of appreciation: "You passed through countless Tribulation Lightnings in a row, breaking straight to the Ninth Realm and reaching the Monarch God Realm—honestly, your talent is even greater than mine at my peak... Or maybe, your luck is even better."

The Green Cloud Sword Master waved his hand, and three feet from his palm, a small sword appeared, floating in the air.

From the little sword, countless green lights formed clear, transparent runes that spread across the Green Cloud Sword Master’s entire body.

Ye Qiubai’s expression shifted in horror.

This is... the Chaos Essence Sword Body?

The Green Cloud Sword Master chuckled and said, "I’d thought about whether the Chaos Essence Sword Body could be split in two, but that was wishful thinking—how could the greatest physique of the Sword Dao ever be divided? So, the Chaos Essence Sword Body is yours alone now."

The Chaos Essence Sword Master frowned slightly, "No wonder—how could such a physique ever appear in some Low-latitude Realm..."

There’s never a lack of geniuses in this world.

Most geniuses are born only to those who have powerful ancestors, or people who already possess such a bloodline in their genes.

A natural-born genius in the body of a Mortal—a chosen one?

Heh, nothing but a fool’s dream.

The Green Cloud Sword Master did not respond to the Chaos Essence Sword Master’s remark; instead, upon hearing it, he frowned slightly as well.

If the Chaos Essence Sword Body could never appear in an ordinary cultivator from a Small World—then all this opportunity... What kind of fortune could exist in a place with such backward martial arts culture, a fortune even he cannot see through?

Is this the sort of fortune that a Small World could even withstand?

Normally, a Small World could never bear such immense luck; it would have been wiped out by the rules of the Heavenly Dao long ago...

The Green Cloud Sword Master gazed up at the heavens: the clouds were so thick that not even sunlight could break through, casting the land into a heavy gloom.

It felt like a vast web, woven over the whole world, enshrouding everyone within.

"I tried seventeen times—seventeen whole times—burning through countless resources, even gambling away the entire luck of the Chaos Divine Dynasty, and still failed to shatter the shackle to reach that legendary realm."

Recalling the past, the Green Cloud Sword Master sighed softly and shook his head: "As long as one hasn’t reached that realm, one can never step into Outer Heaven, never glimpse a far broader world, nor meet even more powerful sword cultivators. You understand what I mean."

Ye Qiubai and the Chaos Essence Sword Master stayed silent.

The Green Cloud Sword Master was once acknowledged as the greatest sword cultivator in the world—in this world, no one could drive him to improve anymore. That is a terrifying thing.

"And so, I thought of this plan." In the Green Cloud Sword Master’s eyes, hope seemed to burn once more. He looked at the Chaos Essence Sword Master, then at Ye Qiubai.

His tone rose,

"I split my soul in two, letting you both follow the steps I laid out, seizing the luck of other latitudes step by step.

Strange as it sounds—the Imperial Preceptor read the stars at night and divined the heavenly will. Even though the martial culture in The Mortal Realm had declined, its luck among the six worlds is still the strongest and most unbreakable."

Thus, Ye Qiubai and the Chaos Essence Sword Master were both born into The Mortal Realm—for the very purpose of drawing on its luck.

"Now, whether talent, fortune, or luck, all of it has surpassed my wildest expectations." The Green Cloud Sword Master smiled with satisfaction at the two. "Now, the time has come to merge with me—your luck, your talent, and your fortune, all as one. Dismantle the cage—reaching that legendary realm is within our grasp!"

This is the Green Cloud Sword Master’s true goal!

Ye Qiubai and the Chaos Essence Sword Master looked at each other in horror.

A scheme orchestrated over millions of years, weaving together a game of chess that spans eons.

Every step, all according to the Green Cloud Sword Master’s designs—what kind of mind is this?

Ye Qiubai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "If that’s the case, are you going to wipe our souls’ self-awareness away?"

The Green Cloud Sword Master put his hands behind his back, smiling faintly: "It was always my soul to begin with—so what’s the point of talking about erasing?"

Ye Qiubai glanced at the Chaos Essence Sword Master, withdrew the surging sword intent from his body, and flung a medicinal pill refined by Chang’sheng to him.

After consuming it, wisps of white mist immediately rose around the Chaos Essence Sword Master’s body!

His Five Organs, Six Orifices, and shattered bones rapidly began to heal!

He slowly stood up.

The two exchanged a look.

Ye Qiubai casually tossed the Yuncang Sword to the Green Cloud Sword Master, soon feeling the Green Cloud Sword reappear in his hand.

The Green Cloud Sword Master received the Yuncang Sword, entirely unsurprised, only smiling calmly at them, "Do you really think subordinates can defeat the main body? Besides, this realm—was forged by me."

The Chaos Essence Sword Master once more raised his sword, saying coldly, "You’re just a fading shadow now—a remnant soul."

"Is that so?" The Green Cloud Sword Master gave a soft chuckle.

Both hands extended toward Ye Qiubai and the Chaos Essence Sword Master, clasping through the void.

Boom!

A surge of terrifying suction burst from the Green Cloud Sword Master’s palms!

Ye Qiubai and the Chaos Essence Sword Master both felt their souls being yanked, as if about to be ripped from their bodies!