“Honored?” repeated Lin Feng . Turning into a sword slave was nothing great .
Lin Feng’s soul would die just from the sword intent . The old man said even colder, “If you don’t go in, we will help you!”
Lin Feng glanced at them in a cold way, but the old man was looking at him in a calm way . Lin Feng’s cultivation level was too low so he couldn’t do anything .
“Alright, I’ll do it!” Lin Feng grinded his teeth and jumped towards the depths of the grave .
“Wasting time won’t change anything, you’re doomed and in any case . Sacrificing yourself for Jiange is an honor!” said the old man coldly behind Lin Feng . Lin Feng continued walking into the grave and arrived where the emperor’s sword was buried .
The door of the grave slowly closed itself . The strong cultivators sat down cross-legged and closed their eyes . They looked expressionless, but their hearts were pounding . They were going to help Jiange rise again . That sword was Emperor Wu Tian Jian’s godly weapon . Emperor Wu Tian Jian and that sword’s souls had fused together into that sword . Using Lin Feng’s body, the sword would live again .
Sword, sword cultivators were scary . They couldn’t wait to see their ancestor come back to life in Lin Feng’s body .
Lin Feng entered the grave . The sword was emitting sad wailing sounds . Its energies directly moved towards Lin Feng .
“Bzzz!” sword intent emerged . The godly weapon was dazzling as its energies surrounded Lin Feng .
The godly weapon rose up in the air and continued emitting wailing sounds . Lin Feng could feel how sad the sword was, how badly it wanted to go outside again .
“It seems like the sword doesn’t want to use my body . ” thought Lin Feng . He could feel the sword’s emotions .
“Woo, woo!” the sword was crying, it couldn’t stop weeping . The other swords started shaking with it . It was as if they had sensed offensive energies .
“Bzzz!” The dazzling sword lights moved to Lin Feng all of a sudden . Finally, the sword pointed to Lin Feng .
Lin Feng moved back, but he could be as fast as that sword . It reached him instantly .
“Bzzz… bzzz…” the entire grave was shaking . A terrifying and aggressive Qi surrounded the sword . The godly sword stopped and Lin Feng suddenly released his own demonic Qi at the sword . It was Lin Feng’s demonic sword . The demon sword had sensed the danger and broke through the demon seal stone .
Lin Feng was sweating intensely . A moment before, the sword had almost penetrated into his body, he couldn’t control that sword if it made succeeded .
“Whose Qi is that?” thought Lin Feng . When the godly sword had tried to penetrate into his body a moment before, he had sensed an aggressive and incredible Qi . It was familiar, but it quickly disappeared again .
The demonic sword faced the godly sword .
“Bzzz!” A terrifying strength appeared . It looked like all the other swords had to obey their king .
The demonic sword’s Qi was easily oppressed, making it shake and emit buzzing sounds .
Back then, Lin Feng had asked his grandfather about the demon sword’s life . A strong cultivator had used that sword to fight against the ancestor of the Yue Clan, then the Zun cultivator turned it into a holy weapon . That strong cultivator had become a demon, that’s why the demon sword was so evil . After that, the ancestor of the Yue Clan and another strong cultivator divided it into nine parts and sealed it in the Nine Swords Mountain .
All the swords of the world had to obey to that sword . The godly sword released absorbing energies and the demon sword was going insane trying to resist . Finally, a sound was heard as the demon sword was drawn towards the godly sword . It was slowly absorbed by the godly sword as terrifying demonic energies appeared as the demonic sword was roaring furiously .
“Boom, boom, boom…” the swords suddenly started bouncing off the walls of the grave . A huge hole appeared and the ground was shaking .
Lin Feng was petrified as he watched the swords fighting . Their Qi was incredible . Finally, the demonic sword became one with the godly sword . Some lights appeared on the godly sword, as if it hadn’t breathed in a long time .
“The sword is eating the demonic sword!” Lin Feng’s body twitched . The demonic sword which had its own spirit was swallowed by the other sword!
Lin Feng was furious . He had just lost a holy weapon for nothing . But now, he was even more worried for his own life .
A strong and powerful Qi invaded the grave again . The godly sword shook as it released its powerful energies at Lin Feng . It pointed to Lin Feng again . There was a connection between that sword and Lin Feng now because of his previous connection to the demonic sword .
The godly sword suddenly became dazzling .
“Ah…!” suddenly, someone screamed . Lin Feng realized that someone else had appeared at the grave .
“Eh?” Lin Feng had already seen that person . Last time he left the grave, Lin Feng had seen the protector of the grave: a sick looking old man .
That old man taken out a broom and swept the interior of the grave sighing .
“How sad, the sword needs to rely on another sword to become strong again . ” said the old man sweeping the dust away . He kept sighing . Then, they had hope for Jiange again, but the sword hadn’t swallowed a human, it had swallowed another sword .
The godly sword was still shaking . Lin Feng found out that it was slowly moving towards the sick looking old man as it started penetrating into his third eye .
“Master!” Lin Feng shouted . The old man had no Qi, he didn’t even look like a cultivator at all . Nonetheless, Lin Feng didn’t underestimate him .
“I’m a sick looking old man, there’s no need to call me master . Don’t think that I got the sword thanks to my skills . I’ve been cleaning the grave for such a long time that the sword and I became friends . All those swords are alive too, so they’re my friends as well . ” said the old man shaking his head . He stretched his hand and grabbed the sword . An incredible Qi came out from the sword and caressed the old man’s head .
“I would be stupid if I believed him . ” thought Lin Feng . He glanced at the old man . The old man was at least a low level Zun cultivator, otherwise the sword Qi would have killed him then . But now, all his hope was in his hands .
“Master, your cultivation level may be insignificant, but I have only broken through to the fifth Tian Qi layer . I think using my body to host the sword would be a disgrace for Emperor Wu Tian Jian . ” said Lin Feng politely .
The old man looked at Lin Feng and smiled indifferently . He stretched out his hand, waving and said, “Little boy, sit down . ”
Then, he put his broom on the ground and sat down too .
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