1437 True Spirit Realm, Great Wasteland Void World!
What kind of sword was this?
The sword light seemed to traverse time, directly stabbing into the depths of his heart.
A fear came from the bottom of his heart, causing his body to tremble.
Under this sword, his divine soul would definitely collapse!
Looking at the sword stabbing at him from the depths of his mind, Han Muye gritted his teeth, not allowing his eyes to shift a bit.
All the sword techniques in his memories flashed.
One Mystic Sword Technique, standing alone.
Five Mystic Sword Techniques, flames raging continuously.
With his sword technique that dominated the mortal world, Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords.
Primordial Spirit Sword.
Immortal Dao Sword Technique.
Divine Realm Sword Technique.
….
Thousands of sword techniques combined into one and gathered in front of his eyes, turning into a sword light that went against the flow.
“Clang—”
The two swords collided, and the sword light flashed for thousands of miles!
The rising force wasn’t the sword gathered by Han Muye’s sword technique but a sword in the hands of an elderly Daoist in a green robe, adorned with a jade belt and jade-colored Daoist shoes.
It was the rusty sword in Han Muye’s hand.
However, the sword in his mind was clear and dazzling. Every immortal pattern was clearly visible.
The two swords crossed. The swords in the hands of the two green-robed Daoists collided, causing the surrounding void to sizzle.
This was because the power of the sword was too strong, and it had already triggered the backlash of the power of heaven and earth.
Han Muye focused all his attention on the two Daoists’ swordsmanship.
He had never seen such profound swordsmanship.
Every move was a test at the edge of the collapse and backlash of the power of heaven and earth.
Killing was no longer the goal of this sword technique.
“Clang—”
The two swords collided, and the two Daoists retreated.
A green vortex rose where their swords collided.
“Oh no, I didn’t control my strength and triggered a void calamity.” The green-robed Daoist shook his head and waved his hand. A golden lotus flower petal scattered.
The elderly Daoist holding the long sword also raised his hand, and golden spirit materials fell from his palm.
“Myriad Tribulations Golden Lotus.”
“Mystic Heaven Divine Iron.”
Han Muye recognized these two treasures from the memories of the Primordial Battle Armor.
The Myriad Tribulations Golden Lotus, a divine object that survived countless calamities, could transform into the essence of heaven and earth, the best adhesive for alchemy, refining, and cultivation techniques.
The Mystic Heaven Divine Iron, one of the toughest treasures in the world, used to forge armor that could withstand calamities.
Among the endless treasures of the battling powerhouses in the countless calamities, traces of Mystic Heaven Divine Iron could be found.
The materials needed to repair the Primordial Battle Armor in Han Muye’s hands included Mystic Heaven Divine Iron.
It was hard to imagine that such precious treasures, which were rare in the world, were now being casually thrown by the two Daoists.
The piles of treasures made even a wealthy person like Han Muye envious.
The problem was, he didn’t have any of these treasures.
The Mystic Heaven Divine Iron and the Myriad Tribulations Golden Lotus collided and turned into golden streams of light that merged into the green vortex.
In just a moment, the green vortex was eliminated.
“The power of the calamity can be suppressed.” Han Muye felt a tremor throughout his body.
In his understanding, the power of calamity shouldn’t be the strongest in the world. Wasn’t there any force that could suppress it?
“Let’s go, let’s go. This place is probably going to become the origin of a calamity.” The elderly Daoist muttered, raised the long sword in his hand, took a glance, shook his head, “This sword is useless now, what a pity.”
Saying that, he threw the long sword into the already faint vortex and left.
The Daoist in the green robe and green hat sighed, pointed out a few golden runes in front of the phantom of the calamity, sealed it, and then left on his own.
The long sword sealed in the calamity floated, experiencing countless years, finally shook after the outbreak of the calamity, falling into a dark place.
At the bottom of the Heavenly Abyss.
“Scarlet Flame Divine Sword, from the ancient Primordial era, the sword of the True God of Scarlet Flame.
“This sword is refined with the Primordial Scarlet Flame Stone as the foundation and mixed with the Mystic Heaven Divine Iron and the essence of all spirits.
“The sword is complete, engraved with 49 true spirit runes.”
Han Muye murmured, his open eyes filled with endless brilliance.
True God.
True spirit.
These were titles only possessed by powerhouses in the Primordial era.
These titles had long been lost in the ancient inheritance.
“True Spirit Sword Technique.”
Slowly getting up, Han Muye gripped the hilt of the sword in his hand.
The sword technique that True God Chi Yan used was the True Spirit Sword Technique.
The sword technique that True God Yue Yang cultivated was also the True Spirit Sword Technique.
True Spirit Sword Technique, Fire Shower.
True Spirit Sword Technique, Moon Illumination.
He restrained his aura, leaving only a faint Origin aura.
He slowly extended his sword.
“Buzz!”
The void began to shake.
The shadow of a phoenix appeared.
The True Spirit Sword Technique condensed the Primordial True Spirit, using the power of the True Spirit to break through heaven and earth.
After this sword was extended three inches, Han Muye chuckled and retracted it.
The phoenix shadow dissipated.
He was not so extravagant as to consume his Origin power to practice his sword techniques.
The True Spirit Sword Technique apparently required the power of the Origin to activate!
Even an Immortal Venerable wouldn’t be willing to squander his Origin in such a way, right?
The True Spirit Sword Technique seemed to surpass the realm of Immortal Venerable and reach the cultivation realm of the ancient Primordial era.
Looking down at the sword in his hand, Han Muye raised his hand, and the Five Elements Furnace appeared.
“Boom—”
The Mystic Heaven Divine Fire rose under the Five Elements Furnace.
The Five Elements Furnace was not in the state of unity yet.
A moment later, fiery red streams of light lit up on the Five Elements Furnace.
Han Muye looked down at the sword in his hand.
Scarlet Flame Sword.
The power within this sword had long dissipated, with no possibility of condensing again.
The current value of this sword was probably only for smelting, and extracting the materials within.
