Chapter 1543: Sword and Death Battle

Jian Changsheng successfully boarded the ground surrounding the giant sword using a piece of driftwood.

He looked up at the towering black giant sword again and couldn't help but ask in his heart:

"Bai... Master, why is this Ancient Armory of the Military Path shaped like a sword?"

A moment later, Bai Qi’s voice sounded in his mind:

"It is not sword-shaped; it is a sword."

Jian Changsheng was stunned. "Huh?"

"The Ancient Armory of the Military Path is the carrier of human slaughter and the embodiment of all weapons in history. Naturally, it won't be as peaceful and gentle as other ancient armories... The killing intent filled within it makes it a deadly weapon itself."

When Jian Changsheng first saw the Ancient Armory of the Military Path, he just thought its shape was unique; he hadn't expected this thing to be a real sword... What kind of existence would it take to hold an ancient armory in one’s hand and then wield it to kill?

"I know what you are thinking," Bai Qi’s voice sounded again.

"Although it is a sword, it doesn't mean it can be used... Even a demigod of the Military God Path couldn't lift the carrier of all human slaughter to date."

"Oh..."

Jian Changsheng felt somewhat regretful.

Just when Bai Qi said it was a sword, Jian Changsheng couldn't help but fantasize: what if he could pull this sword out one day? How awesome would that be? With one swing, he could probably split a human realm in half, right?

Jian Changsheng stepped on the black military path ground and walked slowly toward the bottom of the sword.

The Ancient Armory of the Military Path did not slay ants. When he came last time, Jian Changsheng felt almost nothing, as he couldn't sense any military path aura at all... But now it was different.

It wasn't that Jian Changsheng hadn't experienced that feeling of being filled with killing intent, rampant and violent, but even when he was slaughtering in the Xuanyu Realm, the killing intent in his body was still a drop in the ocean compared to the vast killing intent of the entire Ancient Armory of the Military Path.

He was already at the seventh rank, but walking among the Ancient Armory of the Military Path, the surging killing intent was so oppressive it felt like he was about to suffocate!

"What exactly is the method you mentioned for introducing external killing intent?" Jian Changsheng finally asked.

Bai Qi was silent for a moment, then slowly spat out two words:

"Death battle."

"...Death battle??"

"Let opponents with stronger killing intent than yours cut your skin and flesh. The killing intent they unleash will pour into your body, and while ravaging your body, it will also reshape your flesh and blood... This is the 'baptism' of killing intent," Bai Qi said calmly.

"The Military God Path is different from other divine paths. Other divine paths focus more on so-called talent, but the Military God Path has left a gap for 'diligence to make up for clumsiness'."

"Even if your talent is insufficient, as long as you can survive again and again from the slaughter of blood and blades, you can become stronger bit by bit... Geniuses might achieve enlightenment in one battle and grow rapidly, but even a fool, after being beaten a hundred or a thousand times, will know which posture is more suitable for defense."

"You are now going to be that 'fool'."

"Of course, a death battle is a death battle. Only by being placed in a desperate situation can one fight for a glimmer of hope. Once there is even the slightest mistake in this process, you will truly die."

Bai Qi’s method was simple and brutal to the extreme. It was equivalent to gambling his life on his Military God Path talent, battle by battle... At this moment, Jian Changsheng also doubted whether Bai Qi had any way to break through to a high rank at all, and just wanted him to die here directly. After all, whether he lived or died, Bai Qi would still be able to obtain his body when the next world came.

But Jian Changsheng had already prepared himself mentally, so even though Bai Qi’s method was so crazy, he still took a deep breath:

"Where should I start?"

"Your current strength can barely handle a thousand-man pit, but there is still a significant gap to a ten-thousand-man pit, let alone a hundred-thousand-man pit... Let’s start with the thousand-man pit," Bai Qi’s voice had no emotional fluctuation.

"Two thousand death battles in a thousand-man pit, fifteen hundred death battles in a ten-thousand-man pit, plus one hundred death battles in a hundred-thousand-man pit... a total of thirty-six hundred death battles."

"As long as you can survive..."

"You will be able to step into the eighth rank, and even... have the hope of becoming a Military Path demigod."

Jian Changsheng’s fists clenched tightly.

No wonder Bai Qi wanted him to return to the Ancient Armory of the Military Path. Besides here, where else could he find so many enemies for his "death battle"? This place carried all the battlefields of humanity throughout history. As long as Jian Changsheng wanted, he could pick enemies of any strength he desired here...

Only slaughter can achieve slaughter.

But these thirty-six hundred battles...

Jian Changsheng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly...

He looked at a thousand-man pit battlefield not far away and reached for his back. As he grasped the void sword hilt, ancient killing intent gathered crazily on him, weaving into a suit of armor filled with killing intent.

Black ribbons danced behind him. Jian Changsheng drew his sword with a *clang* and jumped into the battlefield where a thousand men were swarming without hesitation...

As he stepped in, the figures in the battlefield turned their heads simultaneously, and bursts of powerful Military God Path aura shot into the sky!

"Kill!!"

They shouted in unison with Jian Changsheng and rushed toward each other like arrows released from a bow!

Jian Changsheng’s first death battle had begun.

……

The obsidian staircase receded beneath Chen Ling’s feet.

As Chen Ling stepped onto the land of the Eternal Realm, the clouds and mist dispersed, and a brilliant, pure starry sky came into his view.

The Eternal Realm had risen above the clouds. Without the obstruction of thick clouds and the Grey Realm’s fog, the stars were shining and clearly visible. Since coming to this era, Chen Ling had never been so close to the starry sky.

And at this moment, even more brilliant than the stars was the city of row upon row of buildings before him.

The loss of electricity didn't plunge the night of the Eternal Realm into darkness. Countless white flames dotted every corner of the streets and buildings. These flames were unknown materials burning, each one as bright and dazzling as an electric light, and they burned extremely slowly, not extinguishing even if they burned all night.

At the same time, all the buildings here seemed to be mixed with materials with excellent reflectivity. The glass-like exterior walls reflected the light of the white flames, turning them into various translucent and exquisite colors...

The night was like day, flowing with light and color. In this era of civilizational regression, above the sky... a magnificent city of night had actually appeared.

Chen Ling was stunned. He had thought the Eternal Realm was different from other realms, but he hadn't expected the gap to be this large. Compared to here, the residents of the three major realms on the ground were practically primitive people of the Jiangtian Sect.

Wuji Jun stood beside him. He looked at the city he had built with all his heart and soul, the coldness in his eyes gradually melting, revealing a faint smile.

"Welcome to the Eternal Realm."