84: A thousandfold critical hit returns the Panhuang Void Sword!

Inside the Pan Huang Years Sword Inheritance Grand Hall, there was dead silence; only the faint traces of Law fluctuations left behind by the three fallen Cultivators proved what kind of shocking scene had just occurred here.

"Xue Yao."

Lu Yuan turned around, looked at the beauty beside him who was still somewhat stunned, and waved his hand casually.

Clang!

A divine sword, its entire body shimmering with starlight and its blade engraved with the textures of mountains, rivers, and vegetation, floated before Lu Xueyao.

It was precisely the Top-Grade Spiritual Treasure—Great Luo Heavenly Sword.

"This sword, I gift it to you."

Lu Yuan's tone was indifferent, as if the item he was giving away was not a Top-Grade Spiritual Treasure capable of causing a bloodbath across the entire Eastern Wilderness, but rather a trivial plaything easily obtained.

"Husband, this..."

Lu Xueyao's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she felt somewhat flattered.

This was, after all, the Great Luo Sword Sect's treasure of the sect; although it had just been suppressed by the Pan Huang Years Sword, how many Transcendent Spiritual Treasures existed in this world?

For any Sword Cultivator, this Great Luo Heavenly Sword was a divine weapon of their dreams.

"Accept it."

Lu Yuan smiled and shook the Pan Huang Years Sword in his hand, "I have this sword, and that is enough. This Great Luo Heavenly Sword would only gather dust in my hands. You have the Nine Aperture Exquisite Sword Heart, and your compatibility with this sword is extremely high; it is just like gifting rouge to a beauty, and pairing a precious sword with a hero."

"Thank you, Husband."

Lu Xueyao felt sweet in her heart, no longer declined, and reached out her slender hand to grasp the hilt.

Hum!

The Great Luo Heavenly Sword let out a clear, resonant sword hum, seemingly very satisfied to follow a master with the constitution of such an peerless Sword Immortal. As starlight flowed, it rapidly shrank, transforming into a sword pill that submerged into her Dantian to be nurtured.

"Let's go, there is one last place remaining."

Lu Yuan cast his gaze toward a Void Realm node deep within the grand hall: "That Panhuang Void Sword cannot fall into the hands of others either."

The two flashed away, leaving the Years Hall and arriving outside that Inheritance Grand Hall, which was entirely silver-white and surrounded by Void Realm cracks that were constantly appearing and disappearing.

At this moment, the Restriction outside the grand hall was still flickering with a heart-palpitating silver light.

"Husband, I can feel a calling."

Lu Xueyao looked at the silver door, and the Pan Huang Years Sword Intent within her body began to circulate automatically.

She did not chant any incantations; she merely raised her hand gently, and a wisp of Years Sword Intent flowed from her fingertips, touching the silver Restriction.

Crack!

Time and the Void Realm were fundamentally two sides of the Pangu Emperor Sword Dao.

That Restriction, which had originally rejected all outsiders, instantly melted like ice and snow upon feeling the familiar aura of the Years, and slowly opened to both sides.

The two stepped inside.

The interior of the grand hall was a vast space, surrounded on all sides by countless enormous Void Realm mirrors.

In the center of the hall, a blood-soaked figure was roaring crazily, engaged in a brutal battle against an identical mirror image opposite him.

It was none other than Ye Chen, who had self-severed his cultivation and fallen to the Nascent Soul Stage.

At this moment, Ye Chen's condition was extremely wretched.

His hair was disheveled, his body covered in wounds, and that originally luxurious Daoist robe had long since become rags, soaked through with blood.

The mirror image opposite him not only matched his cultivation level, but even perfectly replicated his Moves and combat awareness; furthermore, because it was an energy entity, it felt neither fatigue nor pain.

"Die! Just die!"

Ye Chen's eyes were blood-red, and he appeared like a mad demon.

He had been forced into a desperate situation.

This mirror image was too troublesome; it was a style of fighting that was completely 'inflict a thousand damage to the enemy while suffering eight hundred yourself.'

"Burn my Lifespan!"

Ye Chen suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spat out a large mouthful of vital blood, and formed a strange hand seal with both hands.

Boom!

The Qi and blood within his body burned instantly, and a terrifying power that transcended the Nascent Soul Stage erupted by force.

This was overdrawing his life!

But for the sake of the Panhuang Void Sword, he could no longer care about that.

"Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique!"

Ye Chen roared, and the long sword in his hand transformed into a shrill, blood-colored lightning bolt, striking fiercely toward the mirror image opposite him with an indomitable determination.

Pfft!

Although the mirror image was strong, it was ultimately just an inanimate object. Facing this desperate strike that burned Lifespan, it could finally no longer hold on, and was split in two from head to toe, dissipating into countless silver light spots.

"Huff... huff..."

Ye Chen leaned on his sword, half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for air, yet a look of wild joy appeared on his face.

"I won... I won!"

"Hahaha! The Panhuang Void Sword is mine!"

He lifted his head with difficulty and looked toward the top of the grand hall.

There, a brilliant silver ball of light was slowly condensing, emitting spatial fluctuations that made even the Void Realm tremble.

That was the Legacy!

Just as he reached out his hand, preparing to welcome that glorious moment that belonged to him.

Two untimely footsteps sounded at the entrance of the grand hall.

The smile on Ye Chen's face froze instantly, and he whipped his head around.

When he saw that green-shirted man who was like a nightmare, and the white-clad woman leaning beside him holding the Great Luo Heavenly Sword, he felt his blood run cold instantly.

"Lu... Lu Yuan?!"

"How did you get in?!"

He had clearly sealed the grand hall, and without the Years Sword Legacy, it should have been impossible to open the Restriction!

Lu Yuan's expression was indifferent; he didn't even glance at him, but merely looked up at the silver Legacy in the air.

"It seems we have arrived just in time."

Before the words had even faded.

Hum!

The silver Legacy orb of light in mid-air seemed to sense something.

It trembled violently, and then, as if it had grown eyes, it completely ignored the blood-soaked Ye Chen below who had been fighting for his life.

Swoosh!

It transformed into a streak of silver light, tracing a graceful arc in the air, and flew straight toward Lu Xueyao at the entrance.

No trial.

No obstacles.

The moment the orb of light touched the center of Lu Xueyao's brow, it submerged into it.

Boom!

Lu Xueyao's delicate body trembled as a vast and profound understanding of space exploded in her mind, echoing with the previous Years Sword Intent and forming a perfect cycle.

Spacetime Resonance!

"This..."

Ye Chen maintained his reaching posture, his entire being petrified on the spot.

At this moment.

All of his efforts, all of his sacrifices, all of his schemes, had turned into a complete and utter joke.

"No!"

"That is mine! That is my Legacy!"

"On what basis?! I clearly passed the test! I clearly defeated the mirror image!"

Ye Chen broke down.

He knelt on the ground, pounding the floor with his hands, emitting hysterical roars as blood and tears streamed from his eyes.

"This is what is called: If it is not destined to be yours, do not force it."

Lu Yuan watched him coldly, and the System notification sound rang in his mind.

[Ding, congratulations to the Host for successfully intercepting the Son of Destiny Ye Chen's purple Opportunity, the Panhuang Void Sword Legacy, triggering a thousandfold critical hit return: Transcendent Spiritual Treasure—Panhuang Void Sword, complete Panhuang Void Sword Dao insights, 1000 Destiny Points.]

Lu Yuan's mouth curled slightly upward. Feeling the newly added power of the Great Dao of Space within him, as well as that shimmering silver divine sword within the System space, he was in a great mood.

Two Transcendent Spiritual Treasures, both collected.