Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1772 - 1076: Reincarnated by Borrowing a Soul (Part 2)

Jian Changhe held a sword in one hand, and pinched a sword technique with the other, the Sword Intent on his body surging like a volcanic eruption, instantly an invisible Sword Intent rushed straight toward Leng Xuan.

Eight bone blades rapidly rotated around Leng Xuan, thousands of blades like a storm, blocking Jian Changhe’s Sword Intent three zhang away.

"Even though I lack a good blade, I have a good Sword Soul!" Leng Xuan’s eyes suddenly grew deep and profound.

The next moment, a thick sinister aura erupted from his body, the aura like an abyss, cold and eerie.

"Hehehe~~"

"Hahaha~~"

He laughed, laughed heartily, his laughter growing more frenzied, and his face becoming increasingly ferocious.

"Boy, you actually dared to say my blade is mediocre!"

The voice grew sharp, as if he had become a different person.

Jian Changhe’s expression slightly changed, he retracted the Green Gold Sword and looked at Leng Xuan with caution.

At this moment, Leng Xuan was vastly different from before. Although he previously carried an eerie aura, it was still primarily dominated by sharp blade intent.

But now Leng Xuan had completely transformed, the blade’s edge retracted, an eerie aura spreading out, like a fierce ghost crawling out from hell.

"Haha, Soul Prison!"

The piercing laughter reverberated in the silent Void, the terrifying sinister aura transforming into countless chilling blades, the blades no longer bright, turning a shade of dark black.

It was no longer a blade, but a gigantic evil ghost.

But this evil ghost was filled inside and out with endless blades.

To be precise, it was composed entirely of blades.

Feeling that terrifying cutting edge and eeriness, Jian Changhe’s expression grew increasingly grave.

"Sword Intent Communes with Deities!"

Sword Intent surged throughout his body, the Mana within him violently infiltrated the Green Gold Sword, even Jian Changhe’s Divine Soul trembled, as if something was trying to break free from his Divine Soul.

Sword Intent Communes with Deities was Hidden Sword Mountain’s strongest Secret Technique, or to say, Hidden Sword Mountain’s most profound Sword Dao Divine Power.

It was created by the Heavenly Sword True Monarch and hidden within the Hundred Swords Map.

Jian Changhe had realized his Sword Dao Divine Power from the Hundred Swords Map.

Facing Leng Xuan, who had suddenly changed, Jian Changhe had no choice but to use his strongest means to respond.

However, just when Jian Changhe was about to strike out with this sword, his Divine Soul suddenly emitted a crisp cracking sound.

No, the cracking sound did not come from his Divine Soul, but from the Green Gold Sword in his hand.

Jian Changhe stared incredulously at the sword in his hand, his eyes filled with disbelief.

In his gaze, the Green Gold Sword broke inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into dust.

"Ah~~"

A sudden sigh echoed, reverberating in the Void.

Along with the sigh came a sword light, a zhang long sword light that seemed ordinary yet was so special, firmly capturing Jian Changhe’s attention.

The sword light flew out, entering into Leng Xuan’s Soul Prison.

In an instant, the sinister and terrifying Soul Prison disintegrated, exposing Leng Xuan inside.

Leng Xuan’s ferociously distorted face was also filled with astonishment, he did not understand why his Soul Prison had disappeared, he couldn’t comprehend, nor understand.

But he no longer needed to understand.

The green-golden sword light brushed past his body like a gentle breeze.

A thin line appeared on his head, from the top of his skull to his forehead, then to the middle of his eyebrows, nose, mouth, and chin, extending all the way down to between his legs.

The line grew more prominent, seemingly becoming thicker.

His face still bore a ferociously astonished look, but his body had already split into two halves.

Jian Changhe stared in horror at this scene.

Leng Xuan felt utterly bewildered too until he looked down at himself, his eyes finally showing a look of terror.

"No!"

Not just his body was severed, but also his Divine Soul.

He only managed to utter a single brief sound, and then there was no breath left in him.

And just at this moment, a figure appeared beside Jian Changhe, a faint Qi Mechanism manifesting.

"Jian Changhe!"

"Who are you?" Jian Changhe looked at the figure before him in fright.

"You are quite good!" That figure said in a tone of approval.

"Who exactly are you?" Jian Changhe felt his thoughts were somewhat chaotic, he couldn’t understand why things turned out this way.

The figure didn’t answer his question, or rather, he answered it in a different way.

With one hand, he grabbed Jian Changhe’s arm and directly pulled him out of the Void, appearing in a barren mountain forest.

At this moment, Jian Changhe finally saw the appearance of the person beside him clearly.

A square face, thick eyebrows, half-black half-white hair, and eyes bright like stars.

Jian Changhe stared at him in a daze, his pupils constantly contracting, the expression on his face shifting from fear to shock and incredulity.

"Grandmaster!"

He recognized the person in front of him, the person’s figure and appearance were identical to the portrait of their ancestor in Hidden Sword Mountain’s Ancestor Hall.

No doubt, it was the Heavenly Sword True Monarch!

"Hehe, are you surprised?" The Heavenly Sword True Monarch gazed at the clear sky, letting out a soft laugh.

"How is this possible?" Jian Changhe felt as if he were dreaming.

Heavenly Sword True Monarch had clearly ascended four hundred years ago, and his Dharma body was buried in the back of Hidden Sword Mountain, not in a grave, but sealed.

Sealing is the method of using a talismanic array to seal the body in a certain place to prevent someone from stealing it for desecrating purposes.

The Dharma body of a Golden Core Cultivator is hard to erode, even if vitality is severed, it takes thousands of years to completely dissipate.

And because many cultivators practice the Evil path, like the Unpredictable Ghost Sect, after a Golden Core Cultivator ascends, their descendants will use the sealing method to seal the Dharma body.

Jian Changhe had seen the Dharma body of Heavenly Sword True Monarch with his own eyes, he could confirm that Heavenly Sword True Monarch was long dead.

"No need to be overly shocked, I merely borrowed a soul to be reborn!" Heavenly Sword True Monarch said.

"What do you mean?" After the shock, Jian Changhe furrowed his eyebrows.

Heavenly Sword True Monarch was his grandmaster, his master was the last disciple of Heavenly Sword True Monarch.

He was full of respect for Heavenly Sword True Monarch, yet he dared not show even a bit of respect to the person in front of him.

One reason was that he was still dubious whether this person was Heavenly Sword True Monarch, and another reason was because he couldn’t fathom why Heavenly Sword True Monarch came back to life and why he appeared before him.

"Your Divine Soul, its Artifact Spirit, the two merged, borrowed the soul for rebirth!" Heavenly Sword True Monarch looked at him with a smile.

Jian Changhe’s expression slightly changed, carefully sensing his own Divine Soul, and then his facial expression turned alternating shades of green and white.

"Did you sever my Soul Path?"

"No, I merely used your Divine Soul to nourish my True Spirit," Heavenly Sword True Monarch maintained a smile.

Jian Changhe narrowed his eyes.

"Then I have to thank Grandmaster for sparing me!"

The so-called Soul Path is actually the connection between the True Spirit and the Divine Soul.

The True Spirit is a part of the Divine Soul, but essentially, the True Spirit is the foundation of the Divine Soul; the essence of the saying ’soul scatter’ is the dissipation of the True Spirit.

For cultivators, only the dissipation of the True Spirit is true death.

As long as the True Spirit isn’t extinguished, it doesn’t count as death.

Heavenly Sword True Monarch didn’t sever the connection between Jian Changhe’s True Spirit and Divine Soul, he merely used Jian Changhe’s Divine Soul to nurture his own True Spirit.

After all, having died, his lifespan was exhausted, his Divine Soul dissipated, leaving only that trace of True Spirit.

And his True Spirit had always been in the Hundred Swords Map of Hidden Sword Mountain, the Divine Skills that Jian Changhe realized from the Hundred Swords Map were actually his True Spirit.

He did this to use Jian Changhe’s Divine Soul to achieve rebirth.

It didn’t matter if he lacked a Divine Soul, he could use the Divine Soul of the Green Gold Sword to complete his own Divine Soul, it didn’t matter if he lacked a Dharma body, he could be reborn.

As long as the True Spirit wasn’t extinguished, he could regain life.

Of course, this was also harmful to Jian Changhe.

When he drew his True Spirit out from Jian Changhe’s Divine Soul, it would surely damage Jian Changhe’s Divine Soul.

Though this damage wouldn’t sever Jian Changhe’s path, it would affect his cultivation, and without several decades, Jian Changhe couldn’t hope to heal the wound on his Divine Soul.

"Hahaha, don’t be so angry, this old one had no choice but to borrow your strength as my grand-disciple to be reborn!" Heavenly Sword True Monarch cheerfully patted Jian Changhe’s shoulder, very familiar-like.

"Heh heh, if not for you being my grand-disciple, I would have possessed you long ago!"

Saying that, he grinned.

This smile, it sent shivers down Jian Changhe’s spine.

Possession!