The Northern Sword God
The Beginning of Chaos in the Silver IV Continent
Prologue..
A long time ago, a time that felt long ago passed, and a time that many people want to forget because it contains stories of pain, and pain, somewhere in the Northern Hemisphere of the Silver Continent there was once a fierce battle that took the souls of many renowned experts.
Precisely the place was the eternal Ice Field adjacent to the City of Azalea. That time, a practitioner from the demon race named Mao Jianheeng attacked the experts from the alliance of the Great Ying Empire's great Sects using an ancient technique, to the point that several Sect Masters and practically the Alliance of the Seven Sects of Great Ying Empire were killed in that battle.
Mao Jianheeng, was a genius and the most respected young practitioner in the Western region demon race Clan. The existence of Mao Jianheeng broke the cameo saying,
"In this world only the Human Race and the Elf Race were blessed by the Heavens, and were able to cultivate the power of high soul arts"
In reality Mao Jianheeng was one of the geniuses capable of playing an Ancient Soul Battle Technique that was referred to as the Death Musician Technique or Demon Lover, where Mao Jianheeng was a genius who managed to cultivate soul power limited to Gu Zheng's musical instruments, and used it for battles with the title Demon Musician.
It was in the Eternal Ice Field that, with his Gu Zheng, was, Mao Jianheeng attacked and damaged the souls of many experts so that their abilities decreased and were easily conquered by the group of demon races with their allies (Read more Chapter 63).
But all of that had been lost, and now none of the demon race was blessed with Heaven, thus being able to cultivate soul power like Mao Jianheeng, who was able to, after the demon Clan genius was killed at the hands of a Sword Master who came from the north.
But the lost hope of all the demon races is now resurrected. The ancestor of the demon clan named Mo Lao Gui, was apparently one of the Heaven-blessed demon races, thus being able to cultivate soul techniques and play the ancient techniques of that Death Musician.
Mo Lao Gui plucked the strings with a final tone at Gu Zheng in his hand, then the music that had made the souls of all the domain inhabitants of the demon race oscillate in a strange, uncertain turmoil and uncertainty, now follow-up disappears.
"I'll find the Sword Master, then I'll mutilate his body into small pieces, then I scatter them to vultures, so that he dies and cannot be reincarnated again" inner Mo Lao Gui growled.
The heart of the demon clan ancestor was so sorrowful, after hearing the history of Mao Jianheeng, who according to him was a talent that would only appear once in 200 years.
Still in a sense of unease because thinking about the fate of the demon clan that now felt so poor in talent, Mo Lao Gui then invited five SAINT guards to visit the Thousand Dream Gate City.
"I want to take a look at that area of the Cursed Desert. It will be lucky for me when luck comes and meets me with the green-robed Sword Master" said Mao Lao Gui who instantly disappeared behind the clouds, followed by his five SAINT expert bodyguards.
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That morning the sky of the Cursed Desert was so bright. Even though the sun feels like burning skin like embers ready to burn meat on the grill,
A Giant Spirit Ship was seen splitting through the sky and approaching the Town square of the Thousand Dream Gate.
People gathered in awe as the spirit ship filled with the banner of a foreign Empire was seen fluttering on the masts of the ship, which had now been anchored in the town square.
"Does the ship belong to a noble from a foreign country?" ask those who admire the splendor of the spirit ship.
"I think the ship belonged to someone a stray foreign Imperial official in the Thousand Dream Gate City.
Isn't this just a small town? What are they coming for and just looking around in this barren city" the other person replied as he discussed.
The eyes of the spectators in the city square grew increasingly wide, as from the top of the ship, jumping down a man in battle clothes like a Commander of a certain Empire. The commander walked firmly and an aura of oppression emanated out from all over his body.
"SAINT level five !" the crowd screams in horror. That was the cry of disbelief of the people who were watching the spirit ship from the very beginning. The spectacle is getting interesting !
Before long the SAINT stood as if waiting for someone in the square, then a person dressed as an official who was the supreme authority of the Thousand Dream Gate City, in shock came over the gallant SAINT.
The two men chatted up to a fire hio, then the SAINT took out a ring that was given to the city authorities.
Instead, the City Authority is seen giving a roll of copies that are easy to guess as a map, then the two bow to each other salute.
The SAINT now turned around and went back up onto the Spirit Ship, and before long the spirit ship turned its course and moved northward.
"It turns out they were a group of soldiers from the Eastern Haiyang Empire, far away on the eastern edge of the Silver Continent.
They would travel north, to meet someone who was a member of the royal family"
The talk and discussion about the luxurious giant spirit ship was inexhaustible in discussing the residents of the Thousand Dream Gate City until the evening before. Because the City was a small city, it was only natural that the existence of the luxury Spirit Ship this morning, was very impregnable and always discussed by the city residents for the next few days.
Mao Lao Gui as well as the five SAINT demon races arrived at the Thousand Dream Gate City, when the first fart was sounded that night. Mao Lao Gui listened to the Spirit Ship furore story from the talk of people coming to eat at a famous restaurant in the city.
Mao Lao Gui was seen just quietly while enjoying his food. Her ears were concentrated with exclamation, from the people she thought the hick was.
After dinner, Mao Lao Gui again invited his Five SAINT to fly back to follow where he was going.
"I have a plan.
You follow me and do what I tell you to do"
Mao Lao Gui along with the five SAINTs flew up and disappeared in the darkness of the night, where his eyes flashed, and his lips put on a triumphant smile,
"My plan is very extraordinary" said the demon race's ancestor.
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It was a new morning coming, when the fifth fart had just sounded in the cities.
Prince Zhao Sagung sat restlessly on the deck of the spirit ship that split the sky towards the north. In front of him were two Royal Commanders cultivating a level five SAINT. They accompanied him to drink a rare wine that the chef removed from the royal storage, specifically to accompany their journey.
"That's why my heart is so agitated.
The closer we get to this northern country, the more messed up I feel. I was just in case the heart of Fan Beauty's sister had changed after she met some people from her old life in the north there" prince Zhao Sagung's eyes looked blankly at the northern star in the sky.
"Prince need not seal this story" said one of the SAINT-clothed royal commanders.
I wondered in my heart. Will someone in the north there, people who are supposedly so primitive and bar-bar will be able to defeat the good looks and abilities of Prince Zhao Sagung's martial techniques?
I think it's gonna be hard to find your rival. Miss Fan Beuaty won't be able to turn away from you"
It was obvious that Prince Zhao's heart had instantly turned into an improved one. He was very comforted to hear the adoration and fawning words spoken by the two SAGE.
He said with a burning sense of joy ..
"Well, if so ..
Let's spend this very rare palace wine. I heard from the palace chef, if to make this wine, the ingredients are specially brought from the neighboring continent which is also a rare ingredient there"
The three people then engaged in excitement while enjoying the delicious wine. Without feeling the fifth fart was just about to end, where the morning sun began to shyly emit a reddish color in the East.
When the three people were just about to move into the room and rest, a late-goal was heard excerpting a musical instrument Gu Zheng.
At first the music sounded ordinary. But increasingly, the sound of the music felt as if it was sucking souls making the three SAINT practitioners and the SAGE Quasi dizzy.
The sound of music that is getting louder and makes people mess up.
All the warriors on the spirit ship were seen to have fallen unconscious. From their mouths blood flowed. It seemed like the condition of the souls of those soldiers had been damaged.
Zhao Sagung and the two SAINT commanders hurriedly took the lotus position, they did meditation to repel the disturbance of magic music that seemed to tear the soul.
When it appeared above the clouds a hooded human body, which was seen sitting cross-legged while floating and picking Gu Zheng. Soon five other figures were wearing veils and hiding their faces.
After feeling himself no longer bothered by the music the expert picked, Prince Zhao Sagung and the two SAINT stood on the bridge of the ship and started a conversation with the six figures still floating in half a lie in the air.
"Sixth Master, we are an army from the Eastern Haiyang Empire that will travel north.
My name is Prince Zhao Sagung, and these two commanders are the commanders of our Eastern Haiyang kingdom.
Let me ask you... Whether you are a relative or a family of three experts from the north, who some time ago this prince had met with Old Peng Fai, Miss Lin Hong and Master Yu Long.
They are soul musicians as great as you. Even we can be said to be friends.." Zhao Sagung's instinct said that they were in a state of danger.
Hence he sold the names of Peng Fai, Yu Long and Lin Hong that he had met some time ago in the Central Plains. Didn't Peng Fai it explain that the ancient music playing techniques that affected the soul were extinct?
Zhao Sagung then thought that the group that confronted him were people from the same group as Peng Fai and his friends. Didn't Peng Fai say back then, it was only in the northern practitioners who preserved the soul power magic music?
The hooded man holding Gu Zheng was seen smiling broadly, as Zhao Sagung said he was a friend of Peng Fai from the north.
Suddenly his hand plucked Gu Zheng in an increasingly chaotic rhythm. In an instant the three people, Zhao Sagung and the two SAINT experts felt like an omnipotent storm came storming and trying to tear their souls.
"He has soul power in the realm of a level two SAINT soul master" screamed one of the Eastern Haiyang Empire's SAINT panics.
The three of them tried to sit down meditating, and calm the soul that felt like it was starting to mess up.
But a drink of tea later a SAINT screamed with blood pouring from all the holes in his body. He fell down, it was likely that the SAINT had died with a torn soul.
Following then the other SAINT fell, died in a bloodstained condition.
Zhao Sagung follows a fall with blood pouring from all areas that have holes in the body.
The prince let out a final breath, as a single thread of strings snapped from the expert Gu Zheng's hand, making his increasingly thin soul, crumble into pieces.
The entire ship had now died, and that was only when they faced off against one Demon Lover Expert from the Demon Race Clan named Mo Lao Gui.
The demon ancestor then said coldly to one of his SAINT's,
"Bring the spirit ship back to the east, where Negri Haiyang East is located.
Say that Zhao Sagung died in the hands of the experts of the Demon Lover from the North.
Doesn't the whole world now know that only special experts in the north can play this ancient technique?" mo Lao Gui said with a funny mimic.
"Then I wanted to watch the fight between those northern experts against the people from the eastern country" Mo Lao Gui ended his words by laughing using a voice containing Qi, saying, it sounded blaring to the point that from a distance it sounded like a ghostly voice.
Shortly after the SAINT demon race dragged the Eastern Haiyang Empire spirit ship towards the Negri in the east, Mo Lao Gui followed along disappearing behind the clouds...
Then the damned desert went back silent and silent. The morning wind blew leaving a cold that seemed to knock out the bones. There is not the slightest beauty in the Cursed Desert, other than the carnage and killing each other that are increasingly thick.
No one had witnessed the massacre of the Crown Prince of Eastern Haiyang, except for the Cursed Desert itself, and if he could speak and tell about the stories of the carnage that took place in that place, he said, maybe people will be sick of hearing the stories of evil in the Cursed Desert.
From that day on, the day of the death of a Royal Crown Prince in the East in the Cursed Desert, and from that moment on the Great Sun Desert was designated as a battle arena between experts from the five regions of the Silver Continent, with the designation of the Cursed Desert. The name Great Sun disappeared replaced by a name that was originally just a nickname.
This was the beginning of the great chaos that would occur in the Silver Continent.
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