Chapter 987 – The Sword Is His Fate (1/2)
Chapter 987 – The Sword Is His Fate
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Madam Mu's words cast the observation platform into an eerie silence.
The Unity Sword Art that Chen Changsheng spoke of was the South Stream Temple sword array!
But since it was a sword array, how could he use it alone?
Just what was going on here?
To many people, Madam Mu's rueful comments were an enigma.
They simply could not understand, or perhaps it was better to say that their brains simply could not grasp such a concept.
The Xiang clan leader had long since cultivated to half a step from the Divine Domain. Excluding Madam Mu, he was the expert with the highest cultivation level of the people present, so he quickly understood the meaning of Madam Mu's words.
His expression became abnormally grave. In the gaze he aimed at Chen Changsheng, there was now respect alongside wariness.
Since a sword array was an array, it naturally had to be formed from many swords. It was impossible for one person.
The South Stream Temple sword array was famed throughout the world, but it could be no different. Although two South Stream Temple disciples could use the Unity Sword Art to fight a foe, exhibiting some of the sword array's strength, the true and most powerful South Stream Temple sword array required several dozen disciples working together.
Even the most insane of individuals would not dare imagine that the South Stream Temple sword array would one day appear in the hands of just one person. Just as Madam Mu said, probably not even the monstrously talented first Holy Maiden who had created the South Stream Temple sword array had imagined that such a scene would take place.
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How had Chen Changsheng been able to accomplish this feat?
His spiritual sense was incomparably powerful and serene, like the waters of a deep mountain stream, unable to be severed and never running dry.
He had countless famous swords that he had formed empathetic connections with. He used them like his hand used his fingers.
He had countless sword styles. With a thought, the sword techniques of various sects would come in a continuous stream.
Thus, at the very beginning, in the Garden of Zhou, he could use one spiritual sense to form ten thousand swords into a dragon.
Later on, he learned to divide his spiritual sense into several hundred strands that would control several hundred swords, relying on this skill to force his way into the alley of the Northern Military Department.
But just this was still far from enough to make the South Stream Temple sword array appear in his hands.
To use several hundred strands of spiritual sense to control several hundred swords was just an increase in quantity. The swords were not cooperating with each other and were fighting their own battles.
The South Stream Temple sword array was too complicated, and besides, the might of the sword array needed the disciples forming it to cooperate to truly be utilized.
Chen Changsheng had been able to resolve this problem through an opportunity.
One could also call it chance, karma, or fate.
From the moment the Tang Old Master gifted him the Yellow Paper Umbrella, his fate became inseparably linked to swords.
This was the case whether he was discovering the Sword Pool in the Garden of Zhou or learning the sword from Su Li in the wilderness.
Several days ago, upon meeting Xiao Zhang in Fengyang City and learning that something had changed in Holy Maiden Peak, he became worried for Xu Yourong's safety and forced his way to the summit of Holy Maiden Peak.
At the time, Xu Yourong had been on the other side of the stone wall, so he sat on the edge of the cliff, watching the sun set over the Tong River. Somewhat bored, he began to read.
Thus, he learned the Unity Sword Art.
On the next day, his and Xu Yourong's swords worked in harmony, stunning the world.
He then went to Mount Li. As he arduously pressed through the sword path, his cultivation in the sword advanced once more.
After that, he mounted the crane and set off on his journey of eighty thousand li. It was very boring, so in his idle thoughts, he suddenly thought of a possibility.
Since the Unity Sword Art was the foundation of the South Stream Temple sword array, since he and Yourong could harmonize their swords, then could he and these swords work together?
As the White Crane pierced through the dark clouds while bathed in starlight, he pondered these questions.