When a sword, reaches the level of a Saint Weapon, it can breed a sword spirit.
Or rather, it was precisely because the sword had birthed a sword spirit that it was able to advance to the level of a holy weapon.
The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, black in colour, was suspended in mid-air, as if it possessed life, gulping in the spiritual qi of heaven and earth.
Eight hundred years ago, the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword had already birthed a sword spirit, but after the sword body was chopped off, the sword spirit also suffered a heavy blow and fell into a dormant state.
It wasn’t until the Divine Sword Holy Land repaired the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and the sword body began to absorb the spiritual qi of heaven and earth on its own that the sword spirit finally woke up and regained its faint consciousness.
Under Kong Lan You’s gaze, Zhang Ruochen walked over to the side of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and stretched out a hand, his fingers gently stroking the ancient sword body.
Kong Lanyou’s eyes, tightly staring at Zhang Ruochen and the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, held her breath, and the ten fingers in her sleeves couldn’t help but squeeze tightly.
Ever since reaching the Saint realm, she hadn’t had such a tense moment in a long time.
“Wow!”
The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword trembled a little, emitting a black light, transforming into a shuttle of light that flew up, flying in a circle around Zhang Ruochen, and finally, falling into Zhang Ruochen’s hands.
Zhang Ruochen gripped the hilt of the sword, and a feeling like the return of a loved one arose in his heart, as if his bloodline and the bloodline of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword were connected as one.
As soon as his five fingers tightened, Zhang Ruochen immediately twisted his arm and stabbed out with the sword.
“Clang!”
The longsword broke through the air and let out a cheerful sword sound.
The tip of the sword was filled with light, swallowing and spitting, full of spirituality.
Seeing this scene, Kong Lanyou’s body was like an electric shock as he immediately rushed to Zhang Ruochen’s face, saying, “You’re him, tell me, you’re him.”
Zhang Ruochen put his sword away and stood straight again, saying, “Senior, what are you talking about?”
“Don’t pretend that you don’t know me, I know that you are Zhang Ruochen, the one from 800 years ago.”Kong Lan You said.
Zhang Ruochen remained very calm and said, “I’m sorry, I don’t know what exactly is the relationship between senior and the previous owner of this sword. However, I am certain that I am not the one that senior is looking for. Senior has taken the liberty of asking, is the one from eight hundred years ago, still alive?”
A trace of bitterness appeared in Kong Lanyou’s eyes as he took a step back, shook his head, and said, “He …… is dead, eight hundred years ago, I saw it with my own eyes, he died in front of me.”
Seeing Kong Lanyou’s sullen look, Zhang Ruochen was also incomparably sour and said, “In that case, senior should learn to let go. Eight hundred years have already passed, and the deceased, have long since departed and turned into shovelfuls of earth, and those who are alive should not continue to wallow in sorrow.”
Kong Lanyou took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said, “Stand down!”
Zhang Ruochen nodded and took three steps backward, then, turning around, he, along with Lu Youcai and Nie Honglou, exited the bamboo forest and left the mansion.
Kong Lanyou was alone, standing in the middle of the bamboo forest, muttering to himself, “Do you think it’s him?”
In the void, an old voice resounded, saying, “It’s very similar, yet, it’s definitely not the same person. Moreover, it seems like he knows something about that year and is deliberately hiding something. This person, there is something odd.”
Kong Lanyou reopened his eyes, his eyes becoming cold and sharp as he said, “Since the Creation Life Sword was able to accept him, that means that he and the person from back then must have some relationship. What secrets are hidden in his body?”
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Returning to the Martial City Stage House, Zhang Ruochen’s heart could not be calmed for a long time.
“How could Kong Lanyou be connected to the Divine Sword Holy Land? What realm has her cultivation reached? She said that she saw me die in front of her with her own eyes, is she connected to Chi Yao or not? What happened back then, did it have anything to do with her or not?”
Being able to meet his loved ones from 800 years ago, Zhang Ruochen was both elated, yet very frightened.
If, even Kong Lanyou was his enemy, how pathetic would that be?
In the end, Zhang Ruochen put away the thoughts in his mind and fixed his gaze on the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword as he said, “As long as I am here, I will be at peace. As long as I am strong enough, I will naturally be able to find out the truth in the future.”
“Wow!”
The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword flew up, the tip of the sword pointing downwards and the hilt upwards, hovering in front of Zhang Ruochen’s body as it slowly rotated.
A single inscription pattern that flowed across the sword body was like a spider web.
“One hundred and eight basic inscriptions, eighteen intermediate inscriptions. With the current grade of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, it should already be considered to have initially crossed over to the level of a Saint Weapon.”
The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword could absorb other battle armaments and continuously become powerful, just like Empress Chi Yao’s Blood Dripping Sword, which could continuously absorb the blood of living beings and eventually grow into a world-defying divine sword that would make the cultivators of the entire Kunlun Realm tremble.
As long as enough battle weapons were refined, the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword would definitely be able to grow to the same level as the Blood Dripping Sword as well.
Sacred Weapons were divided into three levels: the Hundred Stripe Sacred Weapon, the Thousand Stripe Sacred Weapon, and the Ten Thousand Stripe Sacred Weapon.
The so-called Hundred Lines Sacred Weapon meant that the war weapon had more than a hundred basic inscriptions burned into it and more than ten intermediate inscriptions.
The more inscriptions, the more powerful it was.
Right now, the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, amongst the Sacred Weapons, could only be considered the lowest grade.
Of course, to be able to cross into the Saint Weapon level, even if it was only the weakest Saint Weapon, the power that erupted was incomparably powerful.
Zhang Ruochen gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands and injected his true qi into it, continuously activating the inscriptions in the sword’s body.
Gradually, the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword became heavier and heavier, and its light grew stronger and stronger.
With Zhang Ruochen’s current cultivation at the Middle Extreme Position of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, he could only activate the seventy-second basic inscription in the sword’s body, which could roughly bring into play, 10% of the Holy Sword’s power.
Only by fully activating the inscriptions in the sword could the full power of the Saint Sword be utilised.
“Soul Suppressing Standing Shadow.”
Zhang Ruochen held the sword in both hands, dragging out a long sword shadow and slashing down.
A giant sword shadow, seven feet long, floated above the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and fell vertically, striking the ground. With a loud boom, the sword energy pierced through the earth, leaving behind a deep sword pit.
“The power of this sword should be close to the full force strike of a cultivator of the Fish Dragon First Transformation.”
Subsequently, Zhang Ruochen released his Martial Soul again and suspended it above his head, manipulating the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi with his Martial Soul and continuously injecting it into the sword body.
It should be known that Zhang Ruochen’s current martial soul strength was comparable to the Sixth Transformation of the Fish Dragon, and had already reached the extreme of his current cultivation level.
With the mobilisation of his martial soul, Zhang Ruochen activated the ninety-nine basic inscriptions in the sword body, and the aura that erupted from the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword became even more powerful.
“Swish swish!”
Under the priming of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, the spiritual Qi of the heavens and earth condensed into hundreds of sword-shaped gases that flew around Zhang Ruochen, like waves of sword rain.
Zhang Ruochen’s arm swung out and slashed the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword.
Immediately, countless sword gases followed suit and flew out, impacting on top of the light wall of the Martial City Stage Hall’s formation, sending out ripples like circles of water.
“It seems that with my current cultivation level, I am still far from being able to utilise the true power of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword.”
Zhang Ruochen resumed sitting on the ground and inserted the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword into the ground, and at the same time, took out the tenth rank True Martial Treasure Artifact grade Violet Thunder Sword.
The Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword automatically flew up and struck the surface of the Violet Thunder Sword’s body with a loud bang, striking a crack on the surface of the Violet Thunder Sword.
“Wow!”
At the tip of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, a ray of black light surged out and spun up rapidly, forming a black vortex.
The Violet Thunder Sword split into grains of metal particles that flew into the vortex and merged into the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword.
It didn’t take long before the Violet Thunder Sword completely disappeared.
Zhang Ruochen lifted the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword again and found that not only had the sword body become heavier, but there was also an additional “Electricity” attribute basic inscription in the sword.
The total number of Basic Inscriptions reached one hundred and nine.
“Could it be that the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword would increase by one inscription for every battle weapon it absorbed?”
In order to confirm the conjecture, Zhang Ruochen took out the eleventh rank True Martial Treasure grade Dragon Bone Spear again and used the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword to refine it.
Sure enough, the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword once again added one more basic inscription, bringing the total to one hundred and ten.
“The Violet Thunder Sword and the Dragon Bone Spear are both valuable divine weapons, but it actually only caused the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword to add two more basic inscriptions.”Zhang Ruochen sighed.
One had to know that the Violet Thunder Sword was worth 370,000 spirit crystals.
The Dragon Bone Spear was worth even more, over a million Spirit Crystals.
If it was used to purchase pills, it would be enough for those large clans and sects to cultivate a large number of young disciples.
Right now, the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword absorbed them, only adding two basic inscriptions.
Continuing the test, Zhang Ruochen let the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword absorb ten more True Martial Treasures. Among them, two were eighth rank True Martial Treasure Weapons and one was a seventh rank True Martial Treasure Weapon. The remaining seven pieces were all battle weapons below the seventh rank True Martial Treasure Weapon.
After the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword absorbed the ten True Martial Treasure Weapons, it actually only added one basic inscription.
After Zhang Ruochen’s analysis, he finally made the judgement that the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword could increase one base inscription by absorbing a True Martial Treasure Weapon above the ninth rank.
As for True Martial Treasure Weapons below the ninth rank, it would need to absorb ten, or even dozens of them, before the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword could increase one base inscription.
Of course, after the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword refined the War Soldier, it didn’t just simply increase the inscription lines, but it also absorbed the Essence Qi from the War Soldier, causing the War Sword to become sharper and harder.
“Right now, the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword is at the level of a Hundred Stripe Saint Weapon, and I wonder how many war soldiers it will have to absorb before it grows to the level of a Thousand Stripe Saint Weapon?”
Saint artefacts, were very precious, even some Half-Saint clans only possessed one or two Hundred Stripe Saint artefacts, and they were already the clan’s family treasure.
Only those Saint clans with a deep heritage could possibly possess a Thousand Stripe Saint Artifact.
In the next two days, Zhang Ruochen spent 60 million Spirit Crystals to purchase one hundred 10th rank True Martial Treasure Weapons from the shops of the Martial Market Money Bank.
The last thing Zhang Ruochen lacked right now was Spirit Crystals, even after purchasing one hundred tenth rank True Martial Treasure Weapons, he still had 300 million Spirit Crystals.
With the combined wealth of spirit crystals and various treasures at his disposal right now, even, it was comparable to the total wealth accumulated by a Half-Saint family over hundreds of years.
As long as he could enhance the power of the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword, spending even more spirit crystals would be worth it.
