884 Seeing That You Are Fated, The Divine Emperor’s Sword Is For You

The moment Han Muye closed his eyes, green sword lights intertwined, tore through the void, and appeared behind Han Muye.

This instantly broke through the spatial barrier.

But strangely, there was no blood on the swords that shuttled behind Han Muye.

Because Han Muye was no longer there.

At this moment, he was standing behind the broken sword. He held a wooden staff in his left hand and reached out his right hand to grab the broken sword.

“In the end, it’s a dead thing without spirituality. I can’t even tell where the immortal energy came from.”

Han Muye muttered coldly. Immortal light flashed in his palm and enveloped the broken sword!

From the beginning to the end, the green celestial spiritual energy penetrating his body was just an illusion.

Or rather, the immortal energy that penetrated his body had clearly been refined by him with the grass whip.

However, the broken sword that controlled the immortal energy did not know.

Because this sword had no spirit.

“Buzz!”

The broken sword vibrated, and the edge of the sword cut open the green immortal light in Han Muye’s palm.

However, more immortal light seeped into it, slowly calming the broken sword.

As the broken sword settled down, the bones standing around slowly shattered.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s face was pale. He turned around and looked at Han Muye.

His gaze also fell on the broken sword in Han Muye’s hand.

With just a glance, his gaze turned to the grass whip.

“This sword, this wooden staff, it seems…” Sword Venerable Yuan Tian frowned slightly.

He seemed to have seen these two things before and had even interacted with them before.

However, he could not remember anything at all.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and looked nervous.

Ever since he investigated the sword pill that Ying Yang had given him last time, he had become even more careful.

The Divine Emperor’s sword. Could there be the consciousness of an expert in it?

After pondering for a moment, sword qi slowly surged out of his palm.

The Divine Emperor’s sword could be said to be the only treasure that could uncover the secrets of the Immortal World.

If he did not investigate today, he would probably have an obsession in his heart.

“Buzz!”

As the sword qi entered the sword, the broken sword began to twist, and the entire sword seemed to turn into nothingness.

Han Muye clenched his fists. The broken sword emitted a bone-chilling cold, and the power on it tore apart the immortal energy in his palm.

He focused all his attention on his mind. If there was anything wrong, he would immediately cut off his connection with this broken sword.

“Clang—”

“Clang—”

Images appeared in his mind, and a crisp knocking sound was heard.

Forging swords.

It was not an ordinary forging technique, but a forging technique that Han Muye had never seen before.

Ten Daoists in green robes surrounded a forging platform. All of them used their souls to control the greenish-red hammer and continuously smashed the sword embryo on the forging platform.

He had comprehended the Spirit Control Immortal Spirit Separation Forging Technique.

Immortal essence separating?

Han Muye’s gaze landed on the sword embryo.

At this moment, immortal qi slowly poured into the sword embryo, and spiritual qi was refined out.

So, this sword was refined by the Immortal Realm. Could the power of the Immortal Realm tell the power of spiritual qi?

It didn’t seem enough.

As Han Muye deduced, he watched the sword take shape in the image.

“Send this sword to the Immortal Transformation Pool and kill those ants from the lower realm who failed to ascend to the Immortal Transformation Realm to refine the sword.”

A voice sounded as the sword was carried towards an empty pool.

Jade-colored stone steps, green pool water, a radius of 10,000 feet. The water surface was steaming like fog.

Figures stood in the pool.

“They’re all great cultivators!”

Han Muye exclaimed.

In the image, all the figures in the pool with their eyes closed, be it humans, demons, beasts, or divine beasts, had extremely majestic strength.

None of them were weaker than controlling karma.

Some of these figures were already covered in immortal light and their faces were filled with joy. Some of them had spiritual light and immortal light intertwining on their bodies.

Most of them were strands of immortal light that shuttled through his body. Spiritual light occupied the main body.

The sword in his hand flew up and dived into the pool.

Han Muye could see that the sword had turned into a huge beast and swallowed all the cultivators covered in spiritual light.

Whether it was a Divine Venerable or a Half-Sage.

As long as it was not filled with immortal energy, it would be devoured in one bite.

“Spirit Devouring Power!”

At this moment, Han Muye finally understood why the Divine Emperor’s sword made the mighty figures in the world restrain themselves.

This sword could directly devour all cultivators with spiritual qi.

In other words, this sword was the nemesis of spiritual cultivators in the world.

Anyone who cultivated spiritual qi could only submit to this sword.

However, which cultivator in the world did not cultivate Spirit Qi?

Even for demonic cultivators, Buddhists, and demons, their bodies were actually nourished by spiritual qi.

This power was something that was suppressed and devoured by the Divine Emperor’s sword.

As expected, after this sword returned from the Immortal Transformation Pool, it was placed in a wooden box. When it was opened again, it was already in the Divine Court.

As the ultimate treasure of the Divine Court, this sword had been passed down from generation to generation.

The guardians of the Divine Court were the Emperor Gods.

However, in the Immortal World, they were only ordinary disciples guarding a sect.

In their opinion, the glory of the Divine Emperor in this world was not even comparable to the generous rewards after the guardian mission was completed.

They racked their brains to attract more cultivators to ascend their immortal foundations in exchange for their rewards.

“Immortal Ascension Platform, Immortal Transformation Pool…”

Han Muye felt a chill run down his spine.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the broken jade bones around him.

These were all cultivators who had stepped onto the Ascension Platform and had never crossed the Immortal Transformation Pool.

Perhaps many of these people were the ancestors of this world.

This was the secret of the Immortal Ascension Platform!

Countless predecessors stepped onto the Immortal Ascension Platform, but they were all killed and devoured like ants, turning into bones here.

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