91: Chapter 91 The Netherworld Myriad Swords Formation, the Ancestor of Spirit Wine Brewing

Hahaha!

Good, the twin swords are finally forged. The abi sword glows with a blue light, and wisps of purple Qi surge along its slender blade.

The Yuantu Sword glows with a red light, malevolent aura flowing over the blade along with wisps of black Qi, its sharp edge fully revealed.

"These twin swords are extraordinary. In the future, the Fighting Qi Continent will once again see a storm of blood..."

Elder Dan stroked his beard, his eyes fixed intently on the twin swords in Hun Tiandi's hands, his heart filled with joy.

After all, he was also a witness to the birth of these twin swords.

Hun Tiandi flipped his hand to put away the twin swords and let out a light breath, the stone in his heart finally falling away.

"Teacher, thank you for your help. Are we leaving?" Hun Tiandi looked at Elder Dan and asked curiously.

"Mm-hmm, it is time. Before we leave, I will place these eighteen Red-Gold Puppets in your hands to protect you and ensure your safety along the way!" Elder Dan nodded slightly, unable to help but sigh with emotion.

"Teacher, are you serious?" Hearing this, a sharp light burst from the depths of Hun Tiandi's eyes.

"Indeed, consider it the second gift from your teacher!"

"Follow me! In a moment, I will undo the seals within the Red-Gold Puppets and erase the soul imprints. You must quickly inject your soul power to leave your own mark and take control of these puppets..."

A smile appeared on Elder Dan's aged face.

"Alright!" Hun Tiandi said excitedly. He followed Elder Dan to the eighteen Red-Gold Puppets. Looking at the Human Puppets emitting a terrifying aura, his heart surged with even more excitement.

Elder Dan tapped lightly with his finger. A mysterious rune on the chest of a Red-Gold Puppet lit up, and an invisible soul power gushed out, sinking into the seal.

Elder Dan erased the soul imprint as he went. Hun Tiandi seized the opportunity, and a vast, majestic soul power surged out from his sea of consciousness.

It followed the seal and dived inside, leaving a soul imprint within the body.

"This... is truly powerful."

After branding the soul imprint, Hun Tiandi felt his mind connected to the Red-Gold Puppet; he could control it to move according to his will.

Subsequently, with Elder Dan's assistance, Hun Tiandi left soul imprints on the eighteen puppets one by one, taking them for his own use.

"These Red-Gold Puppets will be a considerable help to you before you have fully grown..."

Elder Dan spoke.

"Yes, Teacher!" Hun Tiandi showed a hint of pride.

With a wave of his large sleeve, he put away the eighteen Red-Gold Puppets.

Elder Dan scanned the surroundings, taking the mieyuan furnace into his purple storage ring. In mid-air, ten scrolls of various colors also vanished into his sleeve.

Now, the only treasure left in the Bronze Hall was the purple skeleton upon the stone seat.

"Teacher, your skeleton..." Hun Tiandi inquired.

"Take it away. We will look for an opportunity to resurrect in the future..." Elder Dan sighed softly.

Immediately, Hun Tiandi stepped toward the exit of the Bronze Hall. Elder Dan floated beside him like a ghost as they departed together.

Outside the Bronze Hall, Hun Tiandi stretched his back. Under his astonished gaze, Elder Dan performed a shocking action.

Boom!

With a complex look at the sacred hall before him, Elder Dan swept his large sleeve and took the hundred-zhang-wide Bronze Hall into his purple storage ring.

Watching this scene, Hun Tiandi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He had gone through life and death to kill the Young Pavilion Master of the Starfall Pavilion and snatch the youhai storage ring, which was considered a high-grade treasure.

Now, seeing Elder Dan's mysterious method of taking the sacred hall into the purple storage ring, it meant the quality of this ring far surpassed that of the youhai storage ring.

Whoosh!

Elder Dan flicked his finger, and the purple storage ring turned into a streak of purple light, shooting toward Hun Tiandi.

Hun Tiandi caught it and looked at Elder Dan in confusion. "In the future, you shall keep this storage ring..."

He placed the purple storage ring on his right index finger. With high-grade storage rings on both hands—one gold and one blue—Hun Tiandi was now truly a wealthy man...

"My soul origin has been depleted too much; I need to rest for a period of time. Unless it is a matter of life and death, do not..."

Elder Dan's illusory figure dove into the purple storage ring.

Silver light flashed beneath Hun Tiandi's feet as he crossed the blood lake. One man, one sword, fearless as he slaughtered fierce beasts.

The earth was nearly dark red. Aside from trees that blotted out the sky, there were only packs of cruel and tyrannical fierce beasts running rampant.

A thin layer of malevolent aura surrounded him; he had clearly only just entered the depths of the mountain range.

Hun Tiandi's soul perception was extremely strong. At this moment, his gaze was sharp and filled with divine light. In the sky, dark clouds of malevolent aura obstructed the view, and decadent sounds drifted into his sea of consciousness.

Zzz...

The Crimson Sword within his sea of consciousness vibrated, bursting with a rain of tiny light swords that strangled the negative emotions invading his soul power.

Instantly, he felt his mind become clear.

Roar...

Not far away, a pack of nearly a hundred fierce beasts roared. Malevolent aura, almost substantial, surged incessantly. Their blood-colored beastly pupils were filled with tyrannical rage.

Taking a deep breath, Hun Tiandi closed his eyes. When he opened them again a few breaths later, a sharp and peerless sword intent rose.

The air was torn apart by the sharp edge, producing a sword chime like thunder.

A Fighting Qi Gauze appeared over his body, increasing his defensive power.

Kill!

This was not the Central Plains; everything that lived here were fierce beasts. Hun Tiandi had no need to hide and gave a low shout.

The Yuantu Sword emerged from his palm, its edge humming and its cold light reflecting his image.

Stepping out, sword light flashed. He vanished from his spot as if teleporting, and in the blink of an eye, he had charged into the beast pack alone with his sword.

Puchi...

The Yuantu Sword's power swept through a thousand troops with unstoppable force. A tyrannical fierce beast was slain in an instant; its hide, which had extremely strong defense, was like paper before the edge of the Yuantu Sword.

Roar...

The fierce beasts roared continuously. The death of their companion and the thick scent of blood greatly stimulated them.

Malevolent aura surged, condensing into dark clouds in the valley. Their beastly eyes were hideous as they opened their bloody maws and stared fixedly at him.

Like a bursting flood, they charged toward Hun Tiandi.

Hun Tiandi's gaze was cold. He scanned them, gripped the Yuantu Sword, and without a word, directly unleashed a Dou Technique from the Ten Thousand Sword Art.

"Ten Thousand Sword Art: Ten Blades Splitting the Sea."

The Ten Thousand Sword Art circulated within him. Every inch of his flesh and every inch of his bone bloomed with a wisp of sharp aura.

Vast sword Qi poured in, and the Yuantu Sword suddenly erupted with heaven-shaking sharpness. The sword light pierced the sky like a blade of pure slaughter.

Without retreating, Hun Tiandi stepped forward, sword light reflecting in his eyes.

The sword Qi converged into ten streaks of sword light. Malevolent aura danced upon the blade like ten thousand roars.

Chime!

Hun Tiandi slashed out. The ten streaks of sword light seemed capable of splitting mountains and seas, carrying infinite sword Qi as they slashed toward the charging tyrannical beasts.

He drew upon the world's malevolent aura to augment the sword light.

The sword light swept across, and the blood-colored sword Qi exploded like a storm, enveloping all the fierce beasts. Hisses and roars were constant as blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

The stone walls on both sides of the valley were reduced to ruins by the terrifying sword light.

After the extremity, Hun Tiandi stood with his sword. The Yuantu Sword absorbed wisps of malevolent aura, enhancing its sharpness.

Whoosh!

With a wave of his sleeve and a flick of his finger, a wisp of Fighting Qi burst from his fingertip. The ten thousand soul banner immediately erupted with a devouring force, and hideous beast souls poured into the banner like a flood.

On the surface of the banner, countless hideous faces roared incessantly.

With ten thousand beast souls, the power of the ten thousand soul banner finally broke through the peak Yellow Class and entered the Low-level Black Class.

The actual grade of the ten thousand soul banner was Mid-level Black Class.

Once the ten thousand soul banner collected enough beast souls and was nourished by them, it would sooner or later rise to the Mid-level Black Class.

Boom!

Suddenly, Hun Tiandi's body trembled. The sword Qi surging within him seemed to lose control, darting through his meridians.

"What's going on?" Hun Tiandi's expression was one of great shock.

The sword Qi within him broke through the shackles of his physical body, bursting with sharp power and forming a Protective Astral Qi on the surface of his body.

"Protective Astral Qi? This is Sword Astral. Sword Qi turning into Astral, the body merging with the Astral Qi, internal and external becoming one—an integration of offense and defense."

Hun Tiandi had reached this step in his cultivation of the Ten Thousand Sword Art, which could be considered the first glimpse of the threshold. Condensing Fighting Qi into swords, releasing sword Qi externally, turning sword light into blades, and protecting the body with Astral Qi—he could now harm people from a distance.