bookandnovel Chapter 14711 The Foundation of the Sword Star Sanctuary
Chapter 14711 The Foundation of the Sword Star Sanctuary
Chapter 14711 The Foundation of the Sword Star Sanctuary
All the sword cultivators in the arena stared intently at the dark abyss, holding their breath and not daring to breathe loudly.
A moment later, a scarlet figure slowly emerged from the void; it was Ling Xiao.
The tip of the Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword in his right hand was clearly pierced with a bloody head, which was the head of the old man who practiced boxing.
At this moment, crimson blood was continuously spilling from the corners of Ling Xiao's mouth, and several more cracks appeared on his body, his clothes soaked with blood.
But his aura did not weaken in the slightest; on the contrary, it was rising wildly, becoming more violent and condensed, and his pressure was even greater than before!
This is because he cultivates the supreme technique of the Demonic Sect, the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, which is best at devouring the blood and soul of his opponents in bloody battles, using battle to sustain himself and becoming stronger with each battle!
Having devoured the lifeblood and remnant souls of dozens of top experts in the Holy Hall, his cultivation level soared, breaking through barriers one after another, and he had already reached the peak of the Emperor Realm. His foundation, physical strength, and combat power all underwent a qualitative leap.
Now, ordinary Breakthrough Realm experts are no longer worth mentioning in his eyes.
Even against a Realm Lord, even a peak Realm Lord, even without fully unleashing his Demon God bloodline, he had the confidence to confront him head-on.
Moreover, he is currently in a frenzied state of bloodline rampage, and with the support of the supreme demonic weapon, the Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword, his combat power has already surpassed all others of the same level, making him virtually invincible.
Although he lost his mind and reason due to Ji Mingkong's death, his instincts for killing, attacking, devouring, and self-healing were already deeply imprinted in his soul, becoming an instinct etched into his bones.
Ling Xiao slowly approached the powerful figure from the Holy Temple in the distance. The head on the Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword was still dripping blood, and scarlet blood beads dripped down the tip of the sword, smashing into shocking blood flowers on the cold stone steps.
Seeing this, the remaining Holy Temple experts retreated in terror, staggering. It wasn't that they were afraid of death or unwilling to fight to the death, but rather that Ling Xiao before them was simply impossible for them to defeat!
Sword energy was swallowed, fist force was neutralized, and sword formation was broken. No matter what method was used, it was useless in the face of his strange and domineering devouring power!
But they had no choice but to fight to the death to delay!
Mu Yin is still reshaping his physical body deep within the secret realm. Without Mu Yin emerging, no one in the entire Sword Star Holy Hall can restrain Ling Xiao.
It's not that the Holy Hall's experts are weak; the sect has over fifty experts at the main realm within its inner world. However, their attacks no longer pose a fatal threat to Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao's strength has surpassed that of most people present. Combined with his demon god bloodline and supreme demon weapon, he is almost invincible.
"Stop him! At all costs!"
Deep within the Sword Hall, Mu Yin's hysterical roar echoed once more, his voice filled with anxiety and ruthlessness.
The remaining Holy Temple warriors looked increasingly grim, their hearts filled with endless despair.
拦？
How can we stop them?
At this moment, even their courage to raise their hands and draw their swords was almost completely extinguished by Ling Xiao's ferocious power!
Just as everyone was sinking into utter despair, Mu Yin's cold and resolute voice rang out again, piercing through the clamor: "Summon the ancient treasures of the Holy Hall! Activate the sect's foundation left behind by our patriarch!"
Holy Temple Antiques!
Upon hearing this, an elderly man in purple robes who held sway over the sect's foundation changed his expression drastically and hesitated before speaking: "That is the most precious treasure of my Sword Star Sacred Hall. According to the ancestral precept, it must not be opened lightly unless the sect is on the verge of destruction or its very survival..."
"Please! Open the seal immediately!"
Mu Yin's voice was without the slightest hesitation, carrying an undeniable determination and ruthlessness.
The old man in purple robes gritted his teeth and pondered for a moment before finally nodding emphatically.
He formed an extremely complex ancient sword incantation with both hands, his fingertips shimmering with spiritual light. With a low shout, the ground in front of Lingxiao suddenly cracked open, and a dark golden, ancient bronze mirror slowly floated out from the ground.
The mirror is engraved with obscure and difficult-to-understand ancient sword runes, and it is surrounded by a vast and profound ancient aura, which is the foremost of the four treasures of the Sword Star Holy Hall.
Gazing at the ancient mirror, the old man in purple robes was filled with awe and doubt.
This treasure was sealed and left behind by the founding patriarch of the Sword Star Holy Hall. The patriarch's last instructions stated that it could only be unsealed if the sect faced a catastrophic calamity. It exists in the mirror and can resolve the sect's life-or-death crisis.
The sect has a history spanning ten thousand years, enduring countless storms and calamities, yet no one has ever dared to use this supreme treasure. No one knows what kind of being is sealed within the mirror.
The purple-robed elder stopped thinking and flicked his finger, injecting an extremely pure sword essence into the ancient mirror. The layers of seals on the mirror broke open, golden light flowed, and auspicious energy rose.
But only a wisp of warm, blue light floated out of the mirror, and there was no other movement.
Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the dark gold ancient mirror, not daring to breathe loudly.
Moments later, an extremely bizarre scene unfolded...
The simple, unadorned bronze mirror began to slowly move.
On the mirror, lively eyes, a small nose and mouth appeared one after another, slender arms extended from both sides, and two short legs stretched out from below, transforming into a palm-sized, strangely shaped spirit!
All the sword cultivators in the arena were completely stunned, looking at each other with bewilderment and confusion.
The most treasured artifact left behind by the founder of the Sword Star Holy Hall is actually such a strange-looking spiritual object.
The moment the mirror spirit took human form, its eyes flashed with crimson light. It immediately threw its head back and laughed loudly, its voice booming with wild joy: "Hahaha! I'm finally free! Imprisoned for eternity, I've finally broken free!"
Amidst his wild laughter, he suddenly turned his head, his gaze landing on Ling Xiao not far away.
When the Mirror Spirit's gaze fell upon the boiling aura of demonic bloodline emanating from Ling Xiao, and the subtle demonic charm emanating from the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword, she first showed a thoughtful expression, then her face lit up with wild joy, her eyes crinkling with laughter:
"Just as I thought! With the new Demon Lord descending upon the world, I will be able to break the seal and be reborn, regaining my freedom!"
Seeing this, the powerful members of the Sword Star Holy Hall were completely stunned, their minds went blank, and they couldn't react at all.
What's happening here?
The ancient treasure left by the sect's founder not only failed to suppress Ling Xiao, but instead acted as if they had met too late and had a very close relationship, not at all like the sect's guardian!
The Mirror Spirit completely ignored the group of stunned and bewildered sword cultivators, and leisurely flew straight to Ling Xiao's side, a smile on its face, about to greet him.
The purple-robed elder, regaining his senses, hurriedly stepped forward and hesitantly said, "Sir, this boy has forcibly entered our sect's sacred ground and slaughtered our Holy Hall disciples. He deserves to die. I beg you to take action and suppress him!"
The dark gold mirror spirit waved its hand impatiently, signaling the purple-robed elder to shut up, its attitude extremely arrogant. The purple-robed elder opened his mouth, but in the end could only shut up reluctantly, feeling extremely frustrated but daring not to lash out.
The Mirror Spirit moved closer, looking Ling Xiao up and down. Just as it was about to speak, Ling Xiao suddenly attacked without warning!
The Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword slashed across the sky, its scarlet sword light carrying a world-destroying ferocity and devouring power, directly slashing at the Mirror Spirit!
At this moment, Ling Xiao's mind had already been consumed by overwhelming hatred and rampaging bloodline power. He no longer recognized his relatives or anyone else, and all that remained in his heart was the obsession with killing and revenge.