"This is... the Han family's clan-protecting artifact, the 'Nine Heavens Soaring Sword.' It is said to be nine and a half divine artifacts, but when all nine are used together, it is invincible and indestructible."

"That's right. It is said that this sword has been nurtured for ten thousand years, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon every day, and often causing strange phenomena in the world. However, no one can activate it, not even the strongest person."

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect Han Yijian to be able to master it. It seems that the outcome of this battle has already been decided."

Xu Xiwang's pupils also constricted slightly.

He could clearly sense the terror of those nine swords; each sword possessed a world-destroying power.

An extremely terrifying fluctuation emanated from it, seemingly possessing a spirit, and was interacting with Han Yijian.

Han Yijian stood with his sword in hand, his gaze fixed intently on Xu Xiwang. He said in a deep voice, "Xu Xiwang, out of consideration for our past relationship, I'll give you a chance. Surrender obediently, and I'll take you as my follower. In the future, this world will belong to you and me."

"Tch, dream on! Besides, I have a relationship with Han Yijian, but I'm not familiar with you, old man. Don't try to get on my good side."

Xu Xiwang rolled her eyes and said with a disdainful look.

"Since that's the case, then you might as well die!"

A sharp glint flashed in Han Yijian's eyes as he coldly replied.

"kill!"

As the word fell, the nine divine weapons instantly pierced the air, transforming into nine swimming dragons that slashed towards Xu Xiwang with terrifying sharpness.

The Nine Heavens Soaring Sword is the Han family's peerless treasure. It has slain more than one formidable enemy and is renowned for its power.

Han Yijian was possessed by the spirit of his ancestor at this moment, and his ability to wield this sword with the power of the fourth level of the Saint Realm was not to be underestimated.

Xu Xiwang's expression was solemn. He formed a hand seal, and the huge phantom behind him reappeared. The powerful and abundant Yuan Qi was poured into the spear, causing it to burst out with dazzling silver arcs of electricity.

"go!"

He wielded his spear and swept it horizontally with the force of thunder, tracing a perfect trajectory to meet the oncoming Nine Heavens Soaring Sword.

Ding ding ding!

The clang of metal rang out, sparks flew, and the two figures clashed fiercely.

With just one strike, Xu Xiwang was sent flying, his chest throbbing with pain, his throat tingling with sweetness, and he nearly coughed up blood, but he managed to hold it in.

"As expected, the old monster is really scary."

He sighed inwardly, his expression wary.

At this point, Han Yijian, having lived for tens of thousands of years, possessed a terrifyingly profound understanding of martial arts.

Especially since he was holding the Han family's Nine Heavens Soaring Sword in his hand.

"You are no match for him."

The demon's voice echoed in Xu Xiwang's mind, making him inexplicably irritated.

"Ding-dong! Sir, you're awake!"

The system, which had been silent for many days, suddenly heard the demon's voice, which was quite obsequious.

He frowned impatiently and hissed, "Get lost!"

"Ahem! Alright, sir."

The system coughed lightly and said weakly.

"System, you're such a simp! I misjudged you. How come I never realized you were so shameless before?"

Xu Xiwang thought to himself, "The system is too unreliable. It spends all its time cheating and swindling, and doesn't do its job properly."

system:"……"

"Why don't you hand over your body to me, and I'll help you deal with this kid and take those swords away too?"

The demon's voice suddenly rang out, carrying a bewitching allure.

"Pah!"

Xu Xiwang was furious and gritted his teeth, saying, "If I believed your nonsense, that would be truly unbelievable."

"You think you can beat him? His cultivation is higher than yours, his understanding of martial arts is deeper, and the divine weapon he wields is beyond your reach. Under these circumstances, do you think you can win?"

The demon said calmly.

How will you know if you don't try?

Xu Xiwang retorted, "I already have my own divine artifacts!"

"Heh, I advise you to save your breath. With your cultivation level, you won't be able to use Emperor Ming's divine spear more than a few times. Besides, the soul within this kid is no simple matter. At its peak, he could probably crush you like an ant. As for your understanding of martial arts and supernatural powers, you're probably no better than a three-year-old in front of him."

"Then why do you think you can do it?"

"Because when I was at my peak, crushing him was as easy as crushing an ant."

"Why do I feel like you're insulting me?"

"Don't feel anything; it is I, the king, who is insulting you."

Xu Xiwang's lips twitched. He vowed to stay as far away from this guy as possible in the future, otherwise he always felt that he would be tricked to death by him at any time.

Rumble!

The Nine Heavens Soaring Sword was incredibly powerful. Nine sword beams, like falling meteors, slammed into Xu Xiwang with extreme speed, reaching him in the blink of an eye.

Pfft…

Xu Xiwang grunted and hurriedly raised his spear to defend himself, but he still couldn't escape being knocked away.

"You're still too green. While I still admire you, you should obediently admit defeat and surrender."

Xu Xiwang steadied himself, arrogant and unparalleled. Holding a silver spear, he exuded an aura that seemed to swallow mountains and rivers. With one step, he shattered the void and attacked Han Yijian like a banished immortal.

"It's time to end this."

Han Yijian's face was solemn. He formed hand seals and uttered three ancient and profound runes, which transformed into a mysterious array that floated out from the void.

"town!"

With a push of his hands, the profound array diagram instantly transformed into a size of several meters, descending upon Xu Xiwang.

Buzz!

In an instant, the world seemed to be sealed off. Xu Xiwang trembled as he felt an immense sense of oppression, as if he were imprisoned in place, unable to move an inch.

"Kid, you're finished. This is the Heaven-Locking Diagram, and this little brat knows quite a bit about it."

"What is the Heaven-Locking Diagram?"

"It's a supernatural power. Unless the person trapped is far stronger than the caster, they will be immobilized and become like fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered."

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