Lord Shadow

Azief smiles and then he laughs in happiness. His Thirteen Law Bodies finally is completed.

There is many reason why he felt such excitement

He could feel Laws and Concepts that is present all over him and feeling it again it felt like he could breathe

He waves his hand and the thunders above him roars loudly as it forms into dragon like forms as it sails across the dark skies

The wind howls loudly that it sounds like a Titan is screaming at the world, a few trees were plucked out from its roots around the foot of the Shaohua Mountain

Azief then clicked his fingers and a thunderbolt splits the clouds and strike down toward him. The people present all looked at this scene in fear.

Some of them wanted to warn him. To some of them it looked like the heavenly tribulation spoken in myths and legend about to strike the Sword God

Azief however defies everyone expectation as he casually holds out his hand and he grasp ahold of the thunderbolts.

The solidified form of a thunderbolt is as hot as the sun and its heat distorts the space around him as any wooden thing around the area suddenly caught on fire

The sound of the thunderbolts crackling made everyone realizes that this is not a scene of a dream but real life.

It shocks everyone. The Three Devils of Han looking at this scene prostrate themselves down and loudly shouted

‘Congratulations, Senior Sword God for successfully ascending to the Heavenly realm!’ they shouted.

In the minds of the Three Devils of Han, Azief had successfully ascend his mortal body and turning into a golden Saints, a true immortals of the Heavens.

The crowds looking at this was thoroughly convinced that this was truly the case. They all put their fist together and congratulates him.

The Abbot and the grandmaster stopped chanting their sutra.

The Heaven Reaching swordsman seeing this look at the sky and while he could still see the Palm, there is also a determination shining out from his clear looking eyes.

He put his hand together and then said

‘Matchless under the Heavens, the Sword from Heaven, Sword God!

‘With one sword in his hand, who would dare contend?

‘O Heaven!’

‘If there is Wu Ming, why would the Heaven borne Tongtian?’ Saying this Heaven Reaching Swordsman sighed as he shakes his head

But he did not go away. He is determined to watch this until the end

Everyone in the crowd could feel the frustration of Heaven Reaching Swordsman. People called the Sword God Nameless.

The storytellers spice it up by saying Nameless not meaning that he had no name but the Sword God name is Wu Ming.

And the poem that the Heaven Reaching Swordsman just created express his frustration.

If the Sword God is called Wu Ming, then Tongtian is what the Jianghu called Heaven Reaching Swordsman

Xi Feng on the other hand had sorrows in his eyes. He could feel that his teacher is about to leave.

He could see the golden light from above still shining upon his teacher body, regardless of the stormy weathers and the howling winds or the thunderous lightning.

Azief heard the words but he had no desire to answer any of these congratulations. Because he had something else to focus on.

His hand is still holding the flute and there is a reason why. He could feel a connection, a bond is being formed, connecting him to darkly beings.

When he holds that flute, for one brief moment, it nearly overtakes his mind.

In one flash of memories, he saw many things. He saw ten images of Demons when he holds that flute.

He saw an image of the Demon Monkey subduing the Ten Demons with his black staff and putting a seal on their bodies.

He even saw the blurry face of the Enlightened Monk in the legends of the Temple creating magical formation and bringing out a small pagoda that could fit the size of his palm.

And then there was darkness.

And standing there in the darkness, is him, bathed in golden bluish aura. And he saw gazes. And all this gaze contains powerful emanations of powers.

They all looked toward him

And then before Azief could get ready for anything, an attack in the form of an energy blast suddenly arrived at him.

This is inside his mind but for some reason the people inside his mind were able to execute an attack that would strike his mind.

The attack was numerous with different variety of emanations of power.

Azief felt that at his current level he could not defeat these attacks. As he was thinking this, he suddenly realizes that he is still holding the flute.

‘The Demonic Flute’ The flute that could controls the Ten Demonic Beings. He remembered

He immediately put the flute on his mouth and blew a tune.

He only blew air inside the flute, not intending to play any melody but the flute produced a melody that is soothing and calm and even clear his mind.

But while these effect are beneficial for him, it was not so for the Ten Demonic Beings hiding in the darkness.

Their attack was all nullified and their screams, shrieks and wailing fills the dark space.

‘Stop it, Master!’ a voice echoes in the darkness and then more voice sounded, pleading for mercy and for him to stop playing.

‘We will fulfil the agreement. We greet Master’ then immediately as their pleading ended, ten essences flew toward the flute.

The flute has ten holes. And each holes absorbed one of each essence. Azief felt the life essence of the ten demonic beings

Then the darkness receded and there is an image that seared itself into his mind. For a brief moment, he saw a demon with human body with tiger head

Then he saw a Bear with red fur wearing a divine armor, a skeleton wearing a woman robe, a nine tailed vixen demon, her eyes are full of illusion and mischief while she executed many kinds of transformation tricks

There is also a brief image of a demon that have many eyes, and a squeaking demon that possess human body with a rat head.

He even saw a beautiful woman dressed in golden splendor like she is a Queen of a great Empire.

Her beauty could tempt even the heart of the purest men to commit into indulgence and to succumb to their basest desire and broke their ill power.

If not for the fact that he knew this is the image of a demon, Azief might even thought that woman is some noble woman.

But for some reason, Azief felt an affinity with this Demon.

And then there is a Demon dripping with blood, full of bloodlust and anger and a large python that was the size of a mountain.

And it was not the only demon that is gigantic in size.

As Azief tries to shake the image of the demon dripping with blood, he saw a demonic gigantic spider that rules millions of other spiders crawling through Heaven and Earth.

And then Azief shakes his head and he could finally calm himself down.