Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1261 - Chapter 1261 Chapter 792 Recognition by Heaven and Earth The

Chapter 1261: Chapter 792: Recognition by Heaven and Earth, The Potential of Taoist Soldiers Chapter 1261: Chapter 792: Recognition by Heaven and Earth, The Potential of Taoist Soldiers He sighed lightly,

gazing at the prompt only he could see, Jiang Hui was suddenly brimming with motivation.

Indeed.

Tangible rewards have always been the most inspiring, from ancient times to the present.

Even as Immortal Emperor, one cannot escape such worldly desires.

But being a mere traveler struggling through the bitter seas, why should one seek to escape?

What can an Emperor amount to?

He too is beneath the Heavenly Dao.

Even if one steps Above The Sacrificial Path, are they not still burning on the highlands, where is the true Transcendence?

Besides, after efforts and cultivating through the sweat of one’s brow, gaining results indeed lifts the spirits–it’s what one deserves, after all.

One should know, under the vast heavens, like myriad grains of sand in the Star Sea, countless beings labor hard but do not necessarily reap what they should.

In the end, it comes down to one thing.

Hard work will pay off for the diligent!

This very common sword technique,

Jiang Hui had practiced for more than five hundred thousand years.

Even the most foolish person in the world could hardly claim to have practiced a chopping motion for over five hundred thousand years with full concentration.

The accumulation of efforts over five hundred thousand years finally brought about a qualitative change.

Sweet are the fruits of adversity.

Jiang Hui fiercely resisted the urge to grab the Tyrant Knife in his hand and swing it in battle within this universe.

Invisibly, his inner enlightenment reached another level.

Regardless of the method, the true essence lies not in the complexity and splendor of moves, but in the unity of heart and weapon, the harmony of intention and energy.

This concept seems simple, but to truly achieve it, is anything but easy.

In the secular world, there’s a saying,

that one should become one with the sword, one with the knife,

but that doesn’t truly represent the unity of heart and weapon, the compatibility of intonation.

To truly achieve this, one must become the weapon, and the weapon must become the person!

Even without a weapon in hand, a single thought can be as sharp as a blade, transcending the notion that all flora can be used as weapons, approaching the Dao.

“Naming it only restricts the potential of this lifetime’s sword technique, so it might be better to remain nameless.

As the saying goes, being nameless means formlessness, being formless means omnipresence, omnipresence means omnipotence, and omnipotence means invincibility!”

He withdrew his gaze, Jiang Hui had made up his mind.

At his stage, with the Great Taoist contested and the Rules suspended above, The Law Follows the Utterance–every action embodied the Tao.

Since it related to the Tao, how could one bind it with a few careless words, let alone this sword technique that has been refined over hundreds of thousands of years.

Better to be nameless, to imply the whole through the specific.

Of course, the fundamental reason was that Jiang Hui was terrible at naming.

This could be seen from naming Little Black.

He truly didn’t know how to name.

If forced to name, it would likely be a choice between Dog Egg, Snotty, or Frog.

It seemed like there would be no problem, and the Tyrant Knife would surely accept it willingly…

But…

He himself could not accept it.

After all, it was beneath an Emperor’s dignity.

Surely one shouldn’t swing a sword that would make the enemy die laughing?

Of course, if it had that kind of effect, it wouldn’t be bad to be terrible at naming–Jiang Hui was quite pragmatic after all.

The name ‘Nameless’ was settled upon by Jiang Hui, he thought it was quite nice, like the subtle fragrance of wine in a deep alley.

…

“Sword Technique: Nameless.”

“Name deemed successful.”

“Buzz…”

As the word ‘Nameless’ was finalized.

In the world, it seemed as though an invisible force poured into the thin-as-cicada’s-wing Tyrant Knife in his hand.

In an instant.

The transparent blade burst forth with brilliant light.

Amidst the cold radiance, intricate veins suddenly appeared on the broad blade’s surface, intertwining complexly and rapidly spreading across the entire blade.

At first glance, it looked like countless Immortal Patterns converging, emitting a dazzling golden hue.

But before Jiang Hui could observe further,

The next moment, these originally transparent veins started flowing visibly to the naked eye.

No longer static lines,

But transforming into scorching golden streams, winding and interweaving on the blade surface into various ancient and mysterious patterns.

Some resembled trajectories of stars, profound and inscrutable; others were like mountains, rivers, and vegetation, full of vitality…

Each pattern embodied the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, as if capable of communicating with the Great Taoist simplicity of nature.

Upon looking again,

Instead of a knife, it was more apt to call it a condensed entity of rules; a piercing cold that cuts through the ages, illuminating the past and present, symbolizing order and law.

The Tyrant Knife had evidently ascended once again.

“Can it actually receive the blessing of heaven and earth’s recognition after naming is completed?!”

Jiang Hui exclaimed with delight.

He had thought it was merely a common naming.

After all, this was not the first time such an event occurred.

He had never anticipated such an unexpected boon.

Truly satisfying.

Thank goodness he hadn’t actually intended to take the naming seriously… Otherwise, wouldn’t a slip of the tongue become an eternal regret?

After all, given the enhancement effect just seen, the fit of the name ‘Nameless’ was clearly high.

There might be better names, but Jiang Hui simply couldn’t think of any.

The next moment,

After receiving the blessing of heaven and earth, the Tyrant Knife snuggled up against Jiang Hui’s chest like a clingy kitten or puppy, expressing gratitude for the naming blessing.

“You little rascal, you actually like this name, huh.”

Jiang Hui couldn’t help but chuckle.

Divine Artifacts have spirits, not to mention the Tyrant Knife in his hand, which naturally possessed an Artifact Spirit.

Jiang Hui waved lightly, and the Nameless Tyrant Knife traced a perfect arc in the air, then steadily returned to his hand.

At this moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of harmony, as if the knife had intertwined closely with his soul, and each of his thoughts could be perfectly expressed through the blade.

Truly like an extension of his own body.

From the start, it possessed the potential to become an Imperial Soldier, with even greater growth potential than the Big Luo Sword Fetus in Shi Hao’s hands.

Now that it had received the blessing of the Heavenly Road, it already had the prelude to ascend toward becoming a Divine Weapon.

But to truly possess the qualifications of becoming a Divine Weapon,

That step was not simple.

Being blessed by the Heavenly Road was not enough, despite sufficient foundation;

There also needed to be a unification with Weapons.

However, as the wielder was Jiang Hui, who himself stood at the Emperor Path’s Peak,

This realm was on par with the Heavenly Dao, possessing an innate advantage, so it wasn’t considered as difficult as ascending to the heavens or crossing an insurmountable barrier.

Putting his thoughts away, Jiang Hui suddenly waved his hand grandly.

Instantly, the vast open space was filled with a pile of various weapons armor, shimmering golden under the blazing fire of ten suns.

These armors, forged from Immortal Gold, were genuine Divine Weapons, each capable of provoking countless bloodshed and rolling heads in the outside world; even in the Immortal Path Field, Immortal Gold was extremely precious, to say nothing of these weapons armor that contained not just Immortal Gold but were also mixed with other rare metals.

But in Jiang Hui’s hands, they were no different from ordinary steel weapons; his hand fell, and they scattered on the ground at will.

“Buzz…”

A buzzing thrum of excitement emanated from the Tyrant Knife.

The blade itself trembled slightly.

It was as if, starving, it had just seen a lavish feast laid out before it.

“Hahaha, go ahead, it’s all prepared for you, eat as much as you want,” Jiang Hui whispered to the Tyrant Knife in his hand.

“Swoosh…”

With Jiang Hui’s permission, the Tyrant Knife didn’t hesitate, shooting out like a streak of silver lightning.