When the seven-colored light that seemed to obscure the entire world dissipated, Wenxianbao, in the Fifth Heaven Realm, stood up with a look of lingering surprise.

"Brother Wen... what about the sword spirit?"

Xu Xingfeng and the group behind him flashed to Wenxianbao's side, looking at him with puzzled expressions.

In their eyes, that thin boy... was the sword spirit of the longsword forged by Wenxianbao... but now, that boy did not stay in the Fifth Heaven Realm at all, but went to... the Ninth Heaven Realm where the immortal energy was the most abundant.

Such a situation is clearly not in line with the actions that the spirit of a magical artifact could take.

"......"

Wenxianbao looked up at them.

Beneath his eyes blazed a barely suppressed, raging fury!

He never expected that even now, these people... would still naively believe that the young man was a sword spirit he had created!

"Brother Wen! Say something! Such a powerful sword spirit... with his help, it's not impossible for us to rebel against this Heavenly Palace!"

The middle-aged man chimed in.

Upon hearing this, everyone asked in response.

"Shut up!"

Wenxianbao roared in exasperation, "What's all the noise about? If it's the spirit of a magic weapon, why the hell isn't it coming back?"

That's all.

Wenxianbao pushed through the crowd to leave.

But just then, the sky cracked open, and the next moment, a streak of seven-colored light pierced through it... its speed was as fast as a startled swan!

"This...this, you're really back?"

Wenxianbao stared at this scene in disbelief.

His words just now were merely an excuse to appease these people.

Unexpectedly, the boy... actually returned from the void at that moment.

Could it be that the immortals sensed this and thus chose to descend?

Thinking of this... Wenxianbao's heart trembled, and then his knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground!

Bang!

The sound of kowtowing echoed.

A moment later... a series of kowtowing sounds echoed within the Refining Sect.

However.

To Wenxianbao's surprise, the seven-colored stream of light did not stop there... but broke through the boundary and continued downwards!

"I see!"

Just then, Xu Xingfeng's exclamation rang out.

"Elder Xu, what have you realized?"

"Yes... Elder Xu, what exactly have you realized?"

"Could it be related to this immortal?"

"Elder Xu, please tell us about it."

"......"

Under the eager gazes of the crowd, Elder Xu smiled and stroked his beard, then... looked at Wenxianbao with admiration.

“I understand... Brother Wen, why you don’t want this sword spirit to stay in the Fifth Heaven Realm.”

"Hmm? Why?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

Elder Xu smiled, "The reason Brother Wen sent this sword spirit to the Nine Heavens and then descended from the Nine Heavens... was to confuse the gaze of that rule!"

"Let the aura of this sword spirit permeate the heavens, so that the rules will be unable to detect the true nature of this sword spirit!"

"Moreover, such actions can make the people of the upper realm wary of us in the lower realm... In this way, they will not dare to suppress us in the lower realm on a large scale, thus giving us a chance to breathe!"

"Furthermore... Brother Wen, you must also have the idea of ​​using this sword spirit... to intimidate the gods!"

"I see!" The middle-aged man exclaimed in realization.