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Suddenly, everyone’s bodies involuntarily trembled as the ground beneath them shook violently. The expressions of the crowd changed drastically as they looked up, only to find that the entire Sacrificial Weapon Pool was shaking intensely. In the distance, rocks collapsed and the plains cracked open, as if the very earth was turning over.
"What... what is happening?"
Everyone stared in shock at the sudden scene unfolding before them, struggling to control their bodies. Those with slightly weaker abilities even took out their Weapons and deeply plunged them into the ground to stabilize themselves.
Feeling this unexpected change, Sun Zhe, who was standing nearby, also changed his expression. However, he merely shifted his feet slightly and in an instant, he sank down, his legs feeling as heavy as lead, firmly standing in place without any further movement.
Beside him, the Veiled Woman's expression changed. She did not possess a physique as robust as Sun Zhe's. With her right hand slicing through the air, a mysterious aura immediately emanated from her. With a fierce roar, the Three-Eyed Golden-Winged Eagle's massive body burst forth from the space she had torn open, its violent demonic energy surging in all directions.
As soon as the Three-Eyed Golden-Winged Eagle appeared, its entire body radiated dazzling golden Divine Radiance, enveloping the Veiled Woman within it. Under this Golden Light, her condition improved instantly. However, this scene caused the members of Yuling Sect to fixate their gazes; Yuling Sect prided itself on mastering Universal Spirits, and a creature like the Three-Eyed Golden-Winged Eagle was naturally a coveted Spiritual Artifact for them.
Boom Boom Boom Boom...
Suddenly, a roaring sound echoed from the Void as if the earth were collapsing. The several elders of Yuling Sect who had just prepared to take action halted in their tracks, their faces displaying horror. Without hesitation, they immediately took out their Weapons and cast defensive barriers.
Amidst everyone's shocked gazes, the Void suddenly flickered with hundreds of brilliant black lights. These hundreds of black lights descended towards them at an unparalleled speed. The black lights grew brighter and moments later finally revealed themselves before everyone’s eyes; these were not mere black lights but rather countless pitch-black Ancient Weapons.
Hundreds of Ancient Weapons surged forward with a terrifying Killing Intent and an indescribable strange power, charging towards everyone like lightning.
Swords and spears, halberds and scythes—there was everything imaginable. Even some Weapons that Sun Zhe had never seen before appeared in the Void. Although these Ancient Weapons varied in shape, each exuded a powerful aura that was far beyond those decayed Battle-Ready Weapons from before. Even the elder from Golden Thunder Sect at Thunder Lord Pinnacle could not help but show a hint of seriousness.
"Boom..."
An Iron Spear pierced through a defensive barrier set up by a Cultivator below and brutally penetrated through their body, blood and flesh splattering down into the Sacrificial Weapon Pool.
"Boom..."
A pair of iron hammers directly smashed a Cultivator's Martial Arts technique, coming down from above and crashing down, blood and flesh splattering everywhere.
The bloody scene was far from limited to just one or two places. Although the Cultivators here were all powerful individuals, these hundreds of battle soldiers were extremely bizarre. Ordinary defenses could not withstand them at all. Hundreds of Weapons pursued each person, and in an instant, over a hundred people lost their lives, among whom seven or eight had already reached the Realm of the Thunder Lord.
These Ancient Weapons were so powerful that even a Cultivator who could dominate a region in the outside world could not withstand a single strike from them. In the blink of an eye, the entire Sacrificial Weapon Pool was drenched in bright red, and a thick smell of blood permeated the entire area.
"I understand now... Sacrificial Weapon Pool, it is clearly meant to use our blood to honor the soon-to-be-born Divine Weapon... ah..."
One person finally couldn't bear the pressure and immediately crazily fled toward the outskirts. However, before he could escape, from the Void, a dark longbow was drawn into a full moon shape. With a tremor of the bowstring, a black beam pierced through his chest. He fell to the ground instantly, his blood pouring into the Sacrificial Weapon Pool, adding another layer of Glamorous essence.
As the earth trembled under the charge of the Ancient Weapons, everyone felt a thick layer of dark clouds enveloping their hearts. Perhaps it was indeed as that person said; this was to honor the Divine Weapon with everyone's blood, or perhaps it was simply a trap.
The Seven-Foot Long Blade was pitch black and shimmered with an indescribable eerie light. As it flickered, Sun Zhe swung it down horizontally. Sun Zhe practiced Sword Technique and immediately noticed that this battle knife could autonomously unleash Sword Aura that had reached the Third Realm of Swordsmanship among the Four Realms of Swordsmanship. Its power could transform between reality and illusion. Such an eerie situation made even Sun Zhe's steadfast mind involuntarily twitch; he had never seen a battle knife that could autonomously perform Sword Technique.
Before Sun Zhe could call out, Jingjing immediately flapped her wings and sent forth a dazzling Divine Radiance. With Jingjing's increasing strength, the condensed Divine Radiance became even more brilliant. However, this time, the infallible Divine Radiance lost its effect and was directly shattered by the Ancient War Blade. With its powerful sharpness, it once again slashed toward Sun Zhe.
Sun Zhe's reaction was incredibly swift; in a flash, his right hand Long Sword instinctively raised to block it horizontally in front of him.
"Clang..."
With a crisp sound of shattering, Sun Zhe's Long Sword broke apart instantly. The Hundred Battles Blade turned into scrap metal while Sun Zhe himself staggered back several steps.
"Poof..." A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out, his eyes filled with horror, while the Ancient War Blade showed no signs of damage at all. It bent back and charged toward Sun Zhe once more.
"Squeak... Squeak..."
Jingjing's eyes flashed with anger; this time it was truly furious. This broken blade actually dared to shatter its Divine Radiance and injure its "providers." This was undoubtedly a great provocation. Although it had always been playful, it took its pride very seriously, feeling as if it were alive, unable to tolerate even the slightest infringement.
With a flash of Purple Radiance, Jingjing's delicate body appeared in the half Void. Its body was small, but at this moment, an indescribable aura of power surged forth, enveloping the entire area in its control. If not for everyone being preoccupied with their own troubles, they would likely be terrified by the overwhelming presence.
The Black Battle Blade flashed by, carrying a strong and strange power, still aimed at Sun Zhe. It seemed to have locked onto Sun Zhe, but how could Jingjing allow such a thing to happen? With both wings flapping simultaneously, it moved as fast as lightning, flapping thousands of times in the blink of an eye. A dazzling Purple Divine Radiance immediately burst forth, wrapping around the Black Battle Blade, which was suddenly immobilized.
With a sweep of its right wing, the Black Battle Blade slowly flew towards Sun Zhe. Despite being shocked by Jingjing's overwhelming strength, Sun Zhe showed no hesitation. Gripping the hilt tightly, a violent surge of Thunder Power erupted forth, directly pouring into the battle blade. The strange power was once again depleted, causing the blade's might to plummet. He understood that the true source of these Weapons' power lay in this peculiar energy.
At that moment, a series of mysterious incantations flowed from the Long Sword into Sun Zhe's mind.
Ancient Blade Technique, Slaughtering Seven Styles. An indescribable look of surprise flashed in Sun Zhe's eyes. He never expected that this Ancient War Blade contained such an Ancient Blade Technique. Clearly, the previous owner had sealed it within the Long Sword before dying to prevent the loss of this Divine Ability, not realizing that it would be inherited by Sun Zhe.
Not every one of these hundreds of Ancient Battle Blades could possess a Divine Ability inheritance; it was pure luck for Sun Zhe to obtain it. Although he had sustained some injuries, he paid no mind to them. Just this Ancient Blade Technique alone could rival everything else. The Ancient Blade Technique was no less than an incredibly powerful Divine Ability.
At this moment, out of over four hundred people, only about fifty remained. Whether they were experts like the Thunder Sovereign or the Thunder Lord Expert, they could not withstand the onslaught of these Ancient Weapons, all turning into blood and flesh flowing into the Sacrificial Weapon Pool.
As more and more blood gathered, the previously unchanged Sacrificial Weapon Pool finally began to tremble slowly.
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