"That blade of light contained extremely powerful metal-elemental energy, and it was also highly active. Quickly, bring out that cane."
Having received the warning, Xiao Wenbing reacted extremely quickly. With a flick of his finger, the golden spirit within the Qiankun Circle descended from the city wall.
Under his divine control, the incredibly tough cane suddenly softened.
As the saying goes, extremes meet, and after extreme hardness comes extreme softness. Although this cane, forged from the spirit of gold, is an extremely hard and strong object, after absorbing Xiao Wenbing's mutated ability, it also possesses the characteristic of being as soft as a boneless.
Like a dull, thin snake, the cane silently slithered into the depths.
The soil beneath Huangzhou City is indeed extraordinary; the hardness of the earth is comparable to that of the Immortal Imprisonment Cave. Without the power of immortal spirits, it would be impossible to pass through it smoothly.
The surface was bustling with activity, but underneath remained completely unaffected, eerily silent.
However, in the heart of Huangzhou City, beneath the tallest building, a mysterious power emanates; the closer one gets to it, the harder the soil becomes.
Jin Zhiling seemed to be influenced by that place, becoming restless for the first time, as if she wanted to break free from Xiao Wenbing's grasp and head there.
Startled, Xiao Wenbing quickly strengthened his control and managed to calm the soulless man down.
However, how could one not go to such an interesting place?
Always audacious and fearless, Xiao Wenbing quickly made a decision, and the Golden Spirit meandered forward along the soil.
"call……"
Another flash of light appeared in the towering city tower, and countless snakes, insects, and beasts vanished into thin air, becoming the best sacrifices for the Two-Broken Blade.
In the distance, both the Multi-Handed Supreme and his fifteen immortal subordinates watched all this calmly, not caring about the casualties of their own men.
While controlling the Golden Spirit to move stealthily, Xiao Wenbing observed the situation. Suddenly, he frowned because he noticed that the power of the seven consecutive sword lights was gradually weakening, far less awe-inspiring than the first one.
"Senior Mu Yun, who is controlling this divine weapon? It's slashing and hacking aimlessly. The effect doesn't seem to be very significant..."
Mu Yun gave a wry smile and said, "Fellow Immortal Xiao is joking. We are just immortals, who else could control a divine artifact?"
"No one is controlling it?" Xiao Wenbing asked in surprise, "Then how does it know to attack the enemy?"
"This is a divine artifact, the guardian deity of our Huangzhou City. It will naturally protect our city."
"oh."
"Whoosh..." The loud, piercing sound of wind breaking through the air rang out again.
This time, the earth-sword light was different from the previous ones. It suddenly became extremely fierce, with both its power and range increasing several times over. Even Xiao Wenbing, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was taken aback.
However, after a moment, the next blade of light greatly disappointed Xiao Wenbing, as its power was at most only one-tenth of the previous one.
"Senior Mu Yun, what's going on?" Xiao Wenbing was completely puzzled. Not to mention him, even the Mirror God couldn't figure out what special pattern this sword light, which was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, had.
"This is the sword spirit controlling the divine weapon. Anyone swept by its light will surely die." A look of horror flashed across Mu Yundi's face as he said softly, "The last time this sword was used, it killed a demon beast at the level of an immortal on the spot. That's why even the Multi-Handed Supreme didn't dare to step forward easily this time."
Looking at the experts in the distance, Xiao Wenbing finally understood that the reason they were not moving was to deplete the energy of the blade. Once the energy in the blade was exhausted, it would be time for their great counterattack.
How long can this knife last?
"have no idea."
"What? You don't know?" Xiao Wenbing asked incredulously.
"It is the sword spirit's doing that is beyond the comprehension of mortals; we can only pray, we cannot interfere."
Xiao Wenbing gave an "Oh," and a hint of pity appeared in his eyes as he looked at the Multi-Handed Supreme and the others. These guys were prepared to die for this treasure. If, while they were entangled in a battle with human experts, the sword spirit suddenly went berserk and attacked like this, their chances of survival would be slim.
Sigh... It seems that becoming a robber isn't an easy thing after all!
“Senior, I actually have a plan that can make Huangzhou City as stable as Mount Tai,” Xiao Wenbing suggested.
"Please speak, fellow immortal." Mu Yun was overjoyed and quickly asked.
The beast tide is a major threat to all the human races in Huangzhou City. If it can be eliminated, Mu Yun will naturally be overjoyed.
"This sword is so powerful. Once someone is sent to subdue it and stands atop the city wall, even the most powerful Sovereign will have no chance against it."
Upon hearing this, Mu Yun rolled her eyes. If she hadn't been so wary of Xiao Wenbing, she would have already rebuked him.
However, at this moment, he could only hum and haw for a moment before saying with a wry smile, "Friend Xiao, what a great idea! We will definitely discuss it properly when we have more free time in the future."
Hearing the old man's perfunctory words, Xiao Wenbing asked curiously, "Was what I said inappropriate?"
Mu Yun pondered for a moment, wondering how to answer without offending Xiao Wenbing.
“Fellow Daoist Xiao, your method is indeed excellent, a truly effective solution. But the problem is, this divine artifact is so ferocious, who do you suggest we send to try and subdue it?”
"This..." Xiao Wenbing was also taken aback. Immortals subduing weapons in divine artifacts is just like cultivators subduing immortal weapons. It often results in the loss of body and soul.
If ordinary people need exceptional talent to cultivate immortality, then those who can cultivate to the level of immortals are one in ten thousand.
How many people would have the courage to risk their lives for that one in tens of thousands chance? After all, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a glorious death, and those who are tired of living are extremely rare.
However, Xiao Wenbing was secretly delighted to have received the correct information; just because others couldn't do it didn't mean he couldn't either.
The next moment, the more than four hundred dark infants within the Heavenly Void Ring began to move again. One by one, small Xiao Wenbing nascent souls were rapidly born from the hands of these dark infants.
He sent a thought to the Butterfly Fairy in his mind, and the beautiful servant smiled sweetly and then released the Starry Sky Illusion Realm.
Under the cover of this treasure, the Nascent Soul cultivators filed in from the Heavenly Void Ring and caught up with the Golden Spirit.
The closer one gets to the base of the artifact, the more solid it becomes, comparable to the soil of the Great Temple of the Treasure God.
However, in terms of sturdiness, what in the world can surpass the spirit of gold?
Although its speed was slowed down, the Golden Spirit still managed to break through the solid surface that had taken millions of years to form and arrived at the foot of the towering building.
The hundreds of Nascent Souls shrank smaller and smaller, turning into specks of light, following behind the Golden Spirit at a leisurely pace.
There was no sign of life in the towering building, indicating that no one could possibly live in the same room as the divine artifact. The building was so tall that even the mountain gates of Xuanjimen and Nutaomen were smaller than its size, suggesting that it also served as a place of worship and offering.
The Golden Spirit suddenly trembled violently, as if it sensed a powerful, homologous energy calling to and inviting it.
Mustering his courage, Xiao Wenbing manipulated the Golden Spirit to pass through the planes and finally arrived at the divine artifact building.
From the outside, this building does appear incredibly tall, but in reality, the space inside is far smaller than that of the inner mountain gate within the Xuanji Sect.
Through the spiritual connection of the metal, Xiao Wenbing "saw" a strange scene.
In the center of the building, in that altar-like area, the object being worshipped is not a sacred artifact.
Or rather, it's not a physical object.
There, instead of the two-sectioned sword that Xiao Wenbing was familiar with, there was a dazzling white light.
Powerful energy leaped and danced in the white light, occasionally waving a beam of energy upwards as if bestowing a gift.
Xiao Wenbing immediately understood: this tiny amount of energy, insignificant to this guy, had caused boundless carnage outside.
Seemingly sensing Xiao Wenbing's spiritual intent, the ball of white light gradually began to transform.
A moment later, a figure appeared, radiating infinite light like a light bulb. At the same time, an overwhelming aura of ferocity suddenly rose up.
Xiao Wenbing felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had been plunged into an endless sea of blood, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Volume 19, Chapter 10: The Soul of the Blade (Part 2)
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Before his eyes was a sea of crimson light. Xiao Wen didn't understand why this white humanoid figure gave him such a terrifying feeling, but in fact, he was already in grave danger.
Countless malevolent spirits howled and surged like waves before his eyes, actually attacking Xiao Wenbing's physical body along this faint divine thought.
The use of divine sense is most wondrous; while spying on others, if one is discovered, one also possesses the ability to be spyed on in return.
Xiao Wenbing sensed something was wrong and tried to quickly sever the wisp of divine thought, but it was clearly too late. This white light had been trapped here for countless years. Having finally found a vessel that could withstand its power, how could it easily give up?
A strange feeling arose within him; the white light was filled with malice, as if it wanted to replace his divine sense and become the master controlling his body.
Xiao Wenbing mustered his remaining courage and wanted to fight back, but the difference in strength between the two was too great, and his little bit of consciousness was simply no match for it.
Just as the fierce white light was about to completely take control of Xiao Wenbing's body, suddenly, a familiar surge of heat gushed out again. A faint golden light emanated from Xiao Wenbing's eyes, and the power of his divine essence once again took the initiative to attack.
"Aww..."
The pitiful roar was deafening. As if it had been strongly stimulated, the mysterious power became even more ferocious, like a wounded beast that unleashed an even more powerful attack.
Xiao Wenbing secretly groaned, never expecting that even with the power of a god, he still couldn't suppress this monster.
His hands tightened suddenly, and then two magical forces came from his hands. One of them was gentle yet resilient, and it quickly protected his mind and spirit. Even though the fierce energy was ten times stronger, it could no longer harm Xiao Wenbing's body.
Just as I breathed a sigh of relief, another mysterious force began to unleash its power.
Even though this power was heavily restricted within Xiao Wenbing's body, its formidable energy attribute was still enough to inspire fear.
Tiny strands of electricity formed a powerful link, shooting towards the crimson expanse before them.
With a deafening roar, the sea of blood was completely destroyed by the powerful lightning, turning into specks of white light that coalesced back into an undulating human shape.
"Who are you……"
Almost simultaneously, Xiao Wenbing's voice and the voice of the white light rang out in the empty, tall building.
"You are not a divine weapon. Or rather, you are not the Two-Broken Blade." Xiao Wenbing suddenly realized that although this white light without a fixed shape possessed the aura of the Two-Broken Blade, it was definitely not the Two-Broken Blade.
"You know about the Two-Broken Blade? That's amazing. But you've mistaken me for someone else; I am the Two-Broken Blade."
A burst of lightning slowly rose from the Golden Spirit Cane, and the power of the Heavenly Thunder from Phoenix White Robe gradually extended in through that link.
The white light looked fearfully at the lightning on the golden spirit and shouted, "Wait! I am a peace-loving artifact. I demand an equal dialogue between us!"
"Equal treatment..." Xiao Wenbing sneered disdainfully, "When I first entered, didn't you want to seize my divine abode? Is this what you call equality?"
"It's just a misunderstanding; you are still perfectly fine."
That's my strength.
"You're wrong." The white light seemed to fluctuate even more violently: "Your strength is nothing in my eyes. Although you possess several powers that give me trouble, these powers are not yet fully developed. If I wanted to kill you, it wouldn't be difficult at all."
Xiao Wenbing's heart stirred. After a moment of contemplation, he used his divine sense to inform Feng and Zhang, instructing them to withdraw their energy.
That white light was absolutely right. Although it didn't look like a two-splittered blade, its formidable power was undeniable.
As soon as the white light appeared, the immortals outside the city fell silent in fear. They only sent their underlings to lead the charge, hoping to wear down its power, but dared not make a move themselves. Since even so many immortals dared not challenge its full force, how could a mere Nascent Soul cultivator like himself threaten it? It was like an ant trying to shake a tree, utterly overestimating his own abilities.