89: Leng Yuechan obtains the magic sword

Yun Qingyao’s breakthrough further boosted the team’s morale. With Bi Xiao, Elder of the Void Palace as their human-shaped spatial navigator, the group avoided many useless areas and headed straight for locations with abnormal energy fluctuations, where great opportunities might exist.

Days later, they ventured into a heart-pounding area.

Before them was no longer broken land, but a boundless wasteland filled with countless broken swords! These swords varied in form; some were as massive as mountains, others as slender as an ox’s hair, some were heavily rusted, others gleamed with a cold light, but without exception, all exuded Sword Qi of varying strengths, as well as a Sword Intent that was unwilling, desolate, yet unyielding!

The dense array of broken swords stretched to the horizon, like a metal forest. The air was filled with countless different types of Sword Qi, colliding, intertwining, and howling, forming an extremely dangerous Sword Qi field. Anyone with weaker cultivation who stepped into it would instantly be torn to shreds.

“Such powerful residual Sword Intent. This is an ancient battlefield, and one specifically for sword cultivators!” The pseudo Immortal Slaying Sword Sheath in Leng Yuechan’s arms hummed faintly. Her clear, cold eyes shone astonishingly bright, filled with longing. Every wisp of Sword Intent here was an unparalleled nourishment for her.

“This place is extremely dangerous, with a mixture of malevolent energy and Sword Qi,” Bi Xiao, Elder of the Void Palace warned, frowning slightly. “Many of the broken swords might still contain their original masters’ undying battle intent or resentment, and could even actively attack living beings.”

“It’s fine,” Lin Xuan waved his hand, looking at Leng Yuechan. “Yue Chan, this place is fated for you. Go. How much you gain depends on your own fortune. We will wait for you here.”

“Yes, Master!” Leng Yuechan didn’t hesitate. She took a deep breath and walked step by step towards the endless Sword Mound.

The moment she stepped into the Sword Mound, it was as if a drop of water had fallen into boiling oil!

Buzz!

The entire Sword Mound instantly erupted! Countless Sword Qi, some sharp, some domineering, some eerie, some ethereal, shot towards her frantically from all directions like a disturbed swarm of bees! Among them were even some vague, illusory figures of sword-wielders, formed from battle intent and resentment!

Leng Yuechan’s expression remained unchanged; she didn’t even draw her sword. She simply closed her eyes slowly, held the pseudo Immortal Slaying Sword Sheath in her arms even tighter, and her Nirvana Sword Intent spread out like a tide.

Her Sword Intent was not merely destruction, but a true essence of Nirvana that brought all things to an end, returning them to nothingness!

The attacking Sword Qi, upon entering the range of her Nirvana Sword Intent, seemed to encounter its nemesis. Its power greatly diminished, and even the battle intent and resentment within it were slowly dissolved by the pure intent of Nirvana, transforming into pure Sword Dao nourishment that she absorbed.

She walked step by step into the depths of the Sword Mound. Wherever she passed, the violent Sword Qi became docile, and the howling Sword Intent gradually subsided. She was like someone undergoing a silent baptism and communication.

The deeper she went, the higher the quality of the broken swords and the more powerful and terrifying the residual Sword Intent. Some sentient ancient sword phantoms even manifested, launching testing attacks at her.

Leng Yuechan still did not use the power of the sword sheath itself, but only responded, resolved, and absorbed with pure Nirvana Sword Intent. Her Sword Heart became increasingly clear during this process, and her Nirvana Sword Intent became more refined.

Unconsciously, she walked in the Sword Mound for three days.

Finally, she stopped before a low hill, piled high with countless broken sword fragments. At the top of the hill, a sword was slanted into it.

That sword had an ancient, simple design, with a long, narrow blade that was a deep, dark blue, as if it could absorb all light. It had no guard; the hilt and blade seemed forged as one, and it was engraved with ancient, ice-crack-like runes. It lay there quietly, without the slightest aura, yet all the surrounding broken swords consciously kept their distance from it, as if bowing to a monarch.

The moment Leng Yuechan’s gaze fell upon this sword, she couldn’t tear it away. Her Nirvana Sword Intent resonated strongly with it!

She felt that within this sword, there was an extreme power of stillness and annihilation, highly compatible with her Dao!

She slowly extended her hand, reaching for the dark blue hilt.

Just as her fingertip touched the hilt!

Buzz!

The ancient sword suddenly trembled! A terrifying Sword Intent, cold, dead silent, as if it could freeze the soul and annihilate everything, erupted with a roar, rushing up her arm and straight into her Sea of Consciousness!

Leng Yuechan groaned, her face instantly turning ashen, and her body trembled violently, as if she could be torn apart or assimilated by this terrifying Sword Intent at any moment!

This was the sword’s test! And also the process of acknowledging a master!

Either conquer it, or be devoured by it!

Lin Xuan and the others outside, although unable to see the specific situation, could feel the sudden eruption of that chilling, dead-silent Sword Intent from the depths of the Sword Mound, which made their hearts race, and they couldn’t help but worry for Leng Yuechan.

Within the Sword Mound, Leng Yuechan gritted her teeth, frantically circulating her Nirvana Sword Intent to resist and merge with the invading cold, dead-silent Sword Intent! Her Sea of Consciousness seemed to transform into a battlefield where two extreme Sword Intents clashed!

Pain! Unbearable pain!

But her eyes grew brighter and brighter, more and more resolute!

“Nirvana is not an end, but another form of stillness,” she murmured to herself, her understanding of the Nirvana Sword Dao rapidly improving amidst the life-or-death trial!

After an unknown amount of time, the cold, dead-silent Sword Intent finally slowly subsided, no longer resisting. Instead, like a docile stream, it began to perfectly blend with her own Nirvana Sword Intent, merging completely!

She successfully subdued this ancient sword!

Clang!

She slowly drew the dark blue ancient sword from the pile of sword fragments.

The blade trembled lightly, emitting a clear, melodious sword cry, as if a monarch who had slumbered for eons had finally awakened! The ice-crack runes on the blade lit up one by one, emitting a faint blue divine light. The surrounding temperature plummeted, and space itself seemed about to freeze and annihilate!

“From now on, your name shall be Ice Soul Nirvana,” Leng Yuechan gently caressed the blade, her eyes filled with affection.

The divine sword, having a spirit, responded with a joyous hum.

At the same time, the feedback from subduing the divine sword and the massive amount of Sword Intent she had absorbed previously erupted!

Boom!

Leng Yuechan’s aura surged once again! Although her realm was still at the mid-stage Heavenly Immortal, her Sword Dao cultivation, the refinement of her Immortal Essence, and her understanding of the Nirvana Law all reached a new height! Her combat power soared by more than several times!

Wielding the Ice Soul Nirvana Sword, she slowly walked out of the Sword Mound.

When she returned to the team, everyone could feel the even colder, more dangerous aura emanating from her, as if a single glance could freeze and annihilate one’s soul! And the faint blue divine sword in her hand, which no one dared to look at directly!

“Congratulations, Senior Sister (Junior Sister), on the divine sword acknowledging you as its master!” Everyone offered their congratulations, genuinely happy for her.

Lin Xuan nodded with even greater satisfaction. Leng Yuechan’s increase in strength was the greatest help to him.

With Yun Qingyao and Leng Yuechan as examples, the other disciples were even more invigorated, their eyes glowing green as they searched for their own opportunities.

In the following days, Lady Luck seemed to particularly favor this team.

Chu Xinghe, in a fragmented ancient array, actually found a jade slip recording a lost ancient forbidden spell. He treasured it as a priceless gem and immediately immersed himself in it, his array mastery visibly skyrocketing.

Su Yuan mistakenly entered a foggy area formed by chaotic heavenly secrets. Not only did he not get lost, but with the help of the Heavenly Evolution Array Disk, he captured a fragment of a broken “prophecy” law. Although he couldn’t truly master it, it made his deduction abilities even more unfathomable.

Linglong, in a valley echoing with ancient demonic sounds, found a remnant suspected to be a Demon God’s finger bone. After absorbing its primordial demonic energy, her demonic sounds greatly increased in power, even capable of briefly affecting the minds of late-stage Heavenly Immortal experts.

Kong Ming, in a shattered ancient temple, received the blessings of a remnant Buddhist Dharma from an ancient Buddha’s golden body. His Merit Golden Wheel became even more solidified, and when he chanted scriptures, a phantom of a Buddha would accompany him, greatly enhancing his power to restrain evil demons.

Feng Qiqi had the best luck, directly finding a small pool of sealed Nanming Separating Fire seeds. Although it couldn’t compare to her Chaos Nirvana Fire, absorbing it added a few characteristics of dispelling evil and burning to nothingness to her flames.

Mo Sha unearthed a relatively well-preserved ancient demon corpse. He extracted its primordial demonic blood to temper his body, and the strength of his Ancient Demon True Body reached another level, making his power terrifyingly immense.

Ye Chen was the most peculiar. He did nothing but sit in a battlefield ruin, staring blankly. Three days later, the Nirvana Sword Intent naturally flowed around him, merging with the ancient dead-silent aura remaining in the ruins. His cultivation became more profound, and his presence became even lower. Ambushes from him would likely give even Immortal Monarchs a headache.

You Ye absorbed a large amount of soul power from the remnants of divine war souls. Her Ghost Domain became more realistic, and her illusions were almost indistinguishable from reality.

Qing Xuan found a dying ancient spiritual root. She used her power of life purification to revive it, and the spiritual root, in turn, fed her a large amount of pure life essence, doubling the effectiveness of her healing and purification abilities.

Mu Ling Nannan’s connection with the World Tree became increasingly close. She could even temporarily borrow a trace of the World Tree’s power, reaching an unimaginable level in her ability to cultivate spiritual plants and communicate with flora.

Jin Bao and A Zi were more direct and brutal. The two of them teamed up to raid the lair of a dual lightning and fire attribute divine beast from the God Realm. Jin Bao swallowed the Beast King’s inner core, and his Dragon Flame’s power soared. A Zi absorbed the accumulated lightning essence from the beast lair, making her Thunder God Body even more powerful, just a hair’s breadth away from the late-stage Heavenly Immortal realm.

Even the elites under Bai Li, who were originally slightly weaker in strength, and Liu Ruyan’s former subordinates all had more or less gains, further improving their overall strength.

The entire team, as if injected with stimulants, grew stronger every single day!

Lin Xuan watched his disciples, one by one, beaming with joy and making great strides in strength, and felt greatly comforted. These little rascals truly didn’t disappoint him!

However, their good luck seemed to have run out.

Just as they were preparing to leave this area and delve deeper.

Bi Xiao, Elder of the Void Palace’s expression suddenly changed. He looked up into the depths of the void: “Not good! The space of the Divine Wilderness Realm is becoming extremely unstable, and the fluctuations in the core area are weakening. I’m afraid this relic is about to close!”

“What? So fast?” Lin Xuan was stunned.

“Looking at the void fluctuations, there are at most ten more days before all outsiders will be expelled!” Bi Xiao, Elder of the Void Palace’s tone was solemn.

Ten days!

Lin Xuan’s brows furrowed tightly. Time was running out! They still had the most important thing left undone—to settle scores with Xuan Gu and the Asura Clan! Moreover, the biggest opportunity at the core of the realm was still nowhere in sight!

“Go!” Lin Xuan’s eyes instantly sharpened. “Target: the realm’s core! Full speed ahead! Any obstruction encountered, crush it without exception!”