True Solution of the Sword Dao

Demon Realm Tower of Black Smoke

The massive Tower of Black Smoke was also the source of countless black smokes in the entire Demon Realm.

With the tower at its center, the surrounding thousands of kilometers were shrouded in darkness. All demons of the Black Smoke clan obtained power and physique enhancement within this range. All non-Black Smoke demons would have their strength and physique weakened.

At the same time, this tower continuously modified the concentration of demonic power in the Demon Realm. The Fire of the Law Realm constantly burned inside the tower.

On a platform at the top of the tower.

Griffin stood beside an opening that was emitting black smoke, his expression calm.

In front of him in the air.

A ring of black smoke formed an oval, inside which was a mirror-like image. The image played the process of the Holy See’s heretical activities in Hua Nation’s Ping City. The pictures flashed rapidly, finally freezing on one frame.

It happened to be the moment Lin Fei left at the very end.

"Yan Fei, you’ve finally taken this step," Griffin stared at the image and sighed.

His entire body was wrapped in a huge suit of black armor, which was indeed the black armor Lin Fei had first seen him wearing.

As soon as he entered the Demon Realm, he had started preparing for the body transformation to inherit the Demon God Armor, which is why he had found such a suit of armor to disguise his demon body.

And now, it was used to conceal the Demon God Body.

"The Monster Clan is about to welcome its second Demon God. When I gave you all the Divine Artifact components, I knew this day would come."

Griffin flicked his finger.

The black smoke screen suddenly disintegrated into smoke and scattered, merging into the nearby black columns of smoke.

"Whether it’s a Demon God or a regular divine level, one inevitably goes through this phase. Each Demon God ascends in a different manner. Let’s see what kind of choice you’ll make."

"Different choices will determine different outcomes."

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Demon Realm Ice Crystal Demon Race Destruction King Tree

The enormous gray-white tree, with its huge canopy blocking out the sun, completely enveloped a radius of tens of kilometers in shadow.

The gray-white trunk, the gray-white leaves, all glowed with a faint white luminescence. White vascular bundles flowed under the bark, where the pure energy sap circulated rapidly.

With a hiss,

Lin Fei, clutching his face, appeared instantaneously under the great tree’s shade.

Pieces of gray-white bone continuously fell from his body, scattering on the ground and quickly melting away.

"Your Highness!!"

Several Ice Crystal demons of strange appearance suddenly materialized beside Lin Fei, speaking anxiously.

"Your Highness! Your condition is very bad. Please go to the edge of the Fire of the Law Realm to restore your demon body immediately!" an Ice Crystal demon man with a unicorn on his forehead said anxiously.

"No need, I know what to do," Lin Fei’s eyes, filled with bloodshot, showed through his fingers. His gaze was cold. "Stand back."

Two senior demons exchanged glances and, reluctantly leading their subordinates, withdrew.

"Yes."

Leaving the guards of the Destruction King Tree behind,

Lin Fei’s stride did not falter as he quickly disappeared into the shadows under the canopy, heading towards the core.

The closer he got to the core of the Destruction King Tree and the Fire of the Law Realm, the more Lin Fei felt streams of pure demonic power rapidly converging into his body, repairing his demon body.

But he knew, while the injuries to his body could be restored, the key to perfecting his Sword Intent Transformation had acquired cracks that were irreparable.

Standing in front of the Destruction Tree’s trunk.

The gray-white King Tree’s trunk was like a tall white wall. No end was visible to the left or right.

"I thought my will was strong enough, but turns out, it’s this fragile. I’ve always been this weak," Lin Fei said with a wry smile.

"What do you plan to do now?" Ning Que appeared behind him. He had been following Lin Fei all the way to this place.

"Plan?" Lin Fei looked bewildered. "Since my true heart is so fragile, then, I’ll choose the final path. The way of the Sword Cultivator is one of advancement without retreat, isn’t it? Having come this far, there’s no turning back for me now."

"To give up is to collapse in will, and you will utterly perish," Ning Que nodded. "Our will is our life, our everything. That is the sorrow of the Sword Intent practitioners. All of us, our lives, our souls, they merge with our will. To waver is to die."

Lin Fei leaned against the tree trunk.

He extended his hand, slowly spreading it open.

A golden glowing earring pendant lay quietly in his palm.

"Perhaps this was the path I should have chosen all along. I won’t just fade away..." Lin Fei quietly gazed at the pendant in his hand.

Ning Que looked at him, a heavy look flickering in his eyes.

Suddenly, a squeaking sound emerged from behind Lin Fei. Countless gray-white roots slowly grew from the trunk and pierced into Lin Fei’s back, like numerous gray-white spikes.

The squeaking grew louder and louder.

The color drained from Lin Fei’s face.

He leaned quietly against the trunk, allowing the destructive roots to slowly merge with him.

"My Perfect Sword Intent can no longer be improved. This is the only way for me to advance. Ning Que, with you here, does it make any difference whether I leave or not?" He said with a smile. "You are the arms that represent me, walking upon this earth."

Ning Que hung his head, no longer looking at Lin Fei’s face.

The sounds of countless roots piercing flesh entered his ears. The subtle sounds of the roots sucking blood and marrow made his skin crawl.

Lin Fei tilted his head back slightly. The shade of the trees above him automatically parted, creating a crack. He stared blankly at the sky as the pain of being continuously absorbed and eroded seemed almost illusory.

"You can see it, can’t you... the gates to eternity, the Heavenly Kingdom... Only those who can see have the right to partake in this war. Only they know the true meaning of this war."

The figure of Griffin appeared in front of Lin Fei.

Still clad in black armor, wisps of black smoke slowly drifted from the gaps in the armor.

"Indeed..." Lin Fei muttered, a look of bewilderment sweeping across his face.

"That door... what exactly does it lead to?"

Griffin also looked up at the sky. "That is the source of our gods’ struggle."

Ning Que’s expression darkened slightly as he quietly retreated.

Only Griffin and Lin Fei, who had already merged with the trunk, were left.

"You’ve chosen the King of Destructive Trees as your foundation, accepting the eternal suffering of being drained of blood and marrow, never able to leave the trunk. Although I anticipated this, I still want to say, it is not worth it." Griffin spoke calmly.

"This is the price of ascending to the divine level." Lin Fei said lightly. "Now, I just want to see what exactly is at the highest place? What truly exists?"

"And what meaning does it have if you see it?"

"I don’t know." Lin Fei smiled. "I just don’t want to have any regrets..."

"You just don’t wish to admit it." Griffin interrupted him.

Lin Fei fell silent; after a long while, he slowly said.

"Perhaps you’re right."

Griffin raised his head again, looking at the sky.

In the azure sky,

a large white door with a golden frame hung silently. The door was closed tight. Endless spatial rifts twisted around it, like roots piercing into the void.

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Sword Canon Space

On the verdant grassland,

"How is the lord doing?" Ye Yuhua asked anxiously.

Yuan Yicheng, Jin Yi, Xi Yueqing were all present. Their gazes were all focused on a figure in front of them.

Ning Que stood with his hands behind his back in front of them.

"The lord, after his Perfect Sword Intent had been broken, losing the hope of advancing to the divine level, he chose to merge with the King of Destructive Trees and follow the record of merging with the Force Ocean in the Divine Instrument True Lies. He has fully ascended to the divine level in the manner of a ’demon god.’

"What does that mean? Does it mean he has become a demon god? But the lord still had plenty of time, wouldn’t it have been better to ascend as a Sword Cultivator?" Jin Yi asked loudly. "The King of Destructive Trees itself is too massive, its roots are connected to the entire ocean of demonic power in the Demon Realm, it’s impossible to move, and a demon god cannot enter the Sword Canon Space in its true form. And that Destructive Tree! It has now completely merged with the Demon Realm. If the lord has really merged with the King of Destructive Trees, wouldn’t that mean he is also unable to leave the Demon Realm, or even move? It’s completely unnecessary."

"The lord wavered." Ning Que interrupted her.

Immediately, everyone fell completely silent.

They all understood what wavering meant for a Sword Cultivator. It was the shaking of the life soul. One slight misstep, and one could directly dissipate, with no hope of reincarnation.

"I’ve known for a long time that Perfect Sword Intent is too demanding... it can’t tolerate even the slightest bit of self-doubt." Yuan Yicheng lowered his head.

"Ascending to the divine level, all strengths automatically merge into one, representing some rule of origin, even the ability to split one’s self is stripped away. Will the lord... be trapped in the Demon Realm forever?" Ye Yuhua asked softly.

"Using the infinite roots of the King of Destructive Trees to extend into the ocean of the Yuan Force, that was an ascension method the lord once mentioned to me. But if not the original host, having comprehended that level of origin, it’s simply impossible to achieve. The original creator of True Lies met his end in that way." Ning Que did not directly answer her question.

"Such an ascension also brings the suffering of continuous blood-draining and marrow-sucking. The lord once defined divine level."

"What definition?"

"Regardless of the method, anyone who can merge with the ocean of the Yuan Force can be called a god. Originally, the lord’s current consciousness was not sufficient to fully ascend, but with the origin of the King of Destructive Trees, utilizing such a species born with the ability to absorb the ocean of the Yuan Force, and permanently merging the two, he achieved the true purpose of ascending to the divine level." Ning Que explained.

"If the Perfect Sword Intent had been complete, the lord would not have needed to do this." Jin Yi snorted coldly.

"Sadly, Perfect Sword Intent has failed. The lord has now completely merged with the King of Destructive Trees, its countless roots and progenies of the Tree of Destruction are his eyes and arms. As for being unable to move, as long as the Demon Realm completely dominates the Three Realms, the lord can plant the Trees of Destruction all over the Three Realms, and that would make up for this limitation."

"So, our goal is now aligned with the Monster Clan," Xi Yueqing said with a smile. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)