The Feng Zun Journey
The Death of Qing Ruo

Heaven and earth shook violently, and the void was completely thrown into chaos.

The sword's radiance was extremely bright, like an extremely scorching sun. It illuminated the entire stretch of the great river, enveloping the entire region with its intense light.

Upon closer inspection, the sword was forged from the White Crystal Bone. The bone shone and crystallized, and exuded an endless terrifying aura. 

There were two words engraved on the hilt with small wrinkled characters,

Heavenly Calamity!

Bang out!

To his surprise, when Qing Ruo's sword pressure reached the Heaven's Seal Formation of the Nine Absolutes, the formation disappeared along with the explosion.

Inside the ruins, the transparent light curtain that floated in front of Chuyu, Hua Jin, and Weng Xue instantly shattered and disappeared.

“It..”.

Chuyu and the others' expressions changed. Their hearts were clenched, and they were more nervous than ever.

None of them would have guessed that, as the fight neared its climax, Qing Ruo would take out a trump card with unfathomable force. 

They also never expected that his strength would be beyond imagination. Thus, they could not help but worry for Feng Zun.

At the moment when Feng Zun's gaze was focused on that sword, a strange light appeared in his eyes,

"Sword Ruler!?"

"Sometimes I even suspect, that I really am just a sword maid, and everything I have, including my life, is under her control" Qing Ruo said gently.

Then, he shook his head and looked at Feng Zun, a faint smile appearing on his lips, "But if I can use it to kill someone of your caliber, it is well deserved even if I have to die."

His once handsome face, was now deathly pale, and his hair had turned as white as snow. His skin was filled with cracks, dim, and without the lustre of life.

But on the other hand, his sword light was extremely powerful, even too dazzling to be seen directly!

At the same time, Feng Zun finally spoke, “I won't die just because of that...

"But you have already been chosen to be a slave to the sword of the ruler, to keep the sword itself by using your body, so that it can be ascertained, that it will make you die."

"Choose to be a slave?"

"Swield Ruler?” Qing Ruo furrowed her brows, “What do you mean by that, friend?”

"Your previous guess was correct" Feng Zun said. 

He added, “That is a very rare Sword Ruler, and you are nothing more than a slave of his choice. Even though you have lost your memory, but that's not how much, your life and your cultivation base are destined to be food for him."

Qing Ruo's gaze immediately focused, but then, she laughed, “It was nothing more than a sword. How could he devour his own master? Don't tell me you're just saying that, to disrupt my mental state and deliver a deadly blow?"

He obviously did not believe in Feng Zun.

“I don't have much time, now I will send you to hell first, friend!” 

As he said that, Qing Ruo jumped into the air and swung her sword.

Bang out!

A line of sword qi as white as blinding snow swept through the air, burning and blinding the eyes. That boundless terrifying sword qi even made heaven and earth wrangle, as if submissive.

Just by its majestic momentum, it was enough to kill any Immortal Realm cultivator in the entire world!

However, Feng Zun did not retreat.

As Qing Ruo attacked, she subtly shook her head, stretched out her right hand, and pointed at the void.

A mysterious and incomprehensible line of sword qi was immediately shot out.

He was embodying that sword qi from the wisp of Pan Gu's Sword aura.

The movement seemed ordinary and earthy, as simple as possible, but as it shot through the air, the highest high pressure, and it was difficult to explain with words spread out silently. 

Moments earlier, air currents were turbulent, clouds had spread out, and river water was turbulent. But at that very instant, everything froze, as if it was locked in place. 

The pressure was frightening enough to make one's heart tremble in fear, enveloping everything within a thousand square miles.

"Hm?"

Qing Ruo's brows narrowed, and her hair stood straight, "What is this?"

Bang out!

Suddenly, the sound of something breaking resounded in the air and broke the gripping silence.

Qing Ruo's attack, that dazzling and terrifying sword qi slash, shattered like glass from the impact, spreading with an explosion.

The sight greatly shocked Qing Ruo, even she almost had a mental breakdown.

This was the trump card he exchanged for his life!

No doubt, that he was very confident that even an Immortal God cultivator, would definitely fall under that deadly attack. 

Yet now, an early immortal youth had easily destroyed it!?

Before Qing Ruo came to her senses, Feng Zun's slash continued to accelerate, and the strength of Pan Gu's Sword aura did not diminish in the slightest.

Qing Ruo immediately swung his sword in self-defense.

Clang!!

A deafening explosion rang out, and the snow-white sword escaped from its grip and was flown into the distance.

Qing Ruo was flabbergasted, as if she could not believe it.

Slowly and with great difficulty, he lifted his head to look at Feng Zun and muttered, "Is what you said earlier true...?"

"I won't lie to someone who is on the verge of death" Feng Zun said.

“I... am I really just a sword slave? I can't even control my own life.”.

Qing Ruo's eyes were blank, as if she had lost her soul.

His body suddenly split into small pieces, then shattered into ashes and scattered in the wind.

The weapon he referred to as the 'Heavenly Catastrophe' had devoured almost every single piece of life force from Qing Ruo.

Now, even though he had blocked the flow of Feng Zun's sword qi, the terrifying Pan Gu Sword power had completely destroyed his body and soul.

The young man with mysterious origins had died!

“You are dead now, but I have actually let you die easily. ” murmured Feng Zun, he then turned around and gazed into the distance.

The peerless Ruler Sword that Qing Ruo maintained inside her spine trembled, and buzzed several thousand feet away, repeatedly emitting an unnatural silver glow.

Upon closer inspection, there was a surprising scratch on that clear and transparent blade.

It was a mark left behind by Feng Zun's attack!

This clearly exceeded Feng Zun's expectations, he would not have expected that this sword, it could still survive even under the might of a lump of Pan Gu Sword aura!

When Feng Zun turned his head, an ice-cold voice filled with anger sounded from within the Heavenly Calamity Sword, 

“You have killed my sword slave and wounded my body, this noble one will remember you, and I will take this revenge tenfold!”

Swoshis!

As his voice still echoed in the sky, the ruler's sword floated in the air, disappearing in the horizon in an instant.

“As I thought, the sword of the ruler will definitely have a spirit, which resides within the sword.

Feng Zun said while thinking.

When he first saw the sword, he guessed some of its secrets.

Now that he saw this, he finally confirmed his suspicions.