After an unknown number of days, Xiao Yuhan woke up again to find himself lying in bed. He tried to recall what had happened before, and gradually remembered everything that had happened in the Sword Casting Valley. He felt a little incredulous, then lowered his head and stretched out his palm.
At this moment, lightning flashed in his palm, and the spiritual energy circulating throughout his body was already extremely smooth.
The Blood King Gu is gone!
That was the first thought in his mind, and only then was he brought back to his senses by a soft call.
"Master? Master? What's wrong?" Bai Yao asked tentatively, then looked at Xiao Yuhan's palm, her eyes gradually turning to surprise.
"Master! Your body... has fully recovered?"
Xiao Yuhan was also surprised. He looked up at Bai Yao and asked, "How long have I been asleep? Where are your two senior uncles?"
Bai Yao then remembered the important matter, "Oh right! Our sect leader said that as soon as you wake up, you should go to Sword Valley to check on them. They've been guarding there the whole time!"
Xiao Yuhan rubbed his head and quickly got up to head to Sword Valley.
Now at the third level of the Void Returning Realm, Xiao Yuhan's speed has increased significantly. Transforming into lightning, he appeared in Sword Valley in an instant.
But as soon as he arrived, he immediately felt uneasy, and the sight before his eyes was truly frightening.
The entire Sword Valley has become barren, a desolate wasteland. The original Sword Valley was not bad, at least it was full of flowers and willows, although it was filled with a sense of desolation all year round, it was still better than it is now. Now the Sword Valley has no vitality at all, like a desert.
Bare rocks, withered flowers and grass, nothing else alive.
Not far away, Xiao Yuhan saw Ye Qingyun and Liu Jiantang. When she went up to ask, she learned that it was the sword that had been forged that day that had caused the current state of decay.
"How could it have turned out like this? Was that sword really that terrifying?" Xiao Yuhan murmured.
Ye Qingyun looked solemn and shook his head, saying, "Junior brother, we haven't been near that sword since that day. Initially, the sword was surrounded by black lightning, and then it was filled with baleful energy. The two forces were locked in a stalemate for a long time until yesterday when they finally calmed down. After discussing it with your senior brother Liu, we decided to wait until you wake up before we can talk about it. After all, it's your sword, and perhaps it's more appropriate for you to go and check it than the two of us."
Xiao Yuhan nodded without hesitation and walked straight toward the sword-forging platform. At this moment, he felt very uneasy, but this unease did not stem from his subjective feelings about the sword. Rather, it was an unease that arose involuntarily when he stepped into the desolate place in front of him.
It was as if he were affected by the sword.
Xiao Yuhan walked forward step by step, her mood involuntarily becoming depressed, and in an instant, a sense of ancient desolation seemed to arise from her heart.
The further he went, the stronger his sorrow and pain became. At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder if this sword was a relic from ancient times.
The moment he stepped into the Sword Casting Platform cave, he experienced an illusion, and the surrounding world instantly transformed into a battlefield.
The place was littered with corpses, and the air was filled with the stench of blood. Looking up, two figures were fighting in the sky: a white-clad female immortal and a blood-clad female demon, each displaying their supernatural powers.
Xiao Yuhan realized that the two people in the illusion were far beyond his reach, and their battle was earth-shattering, like a war between gods after the creation of the world in ancient mythology.
Upon closer inspection, the white-clad fairy seemed somewhat familiar. Dressed in white, she appeared as if a celestial being had descended to earth, her body engulfed in crimson flames, her divine power so awe-inspiring that no one dared to look directly at her.
A sense of anxiety arose in Xiao Yuhan's heart. He hurried forward and finally saw the white-clad fairy's appearance clearly. She looked very much like Bai Yao. Since Bai Yao was only twelve years old and her appearance had not yet fully developed, Xiao Yuhan was not sure if she and the white-clad fairy looked exactly alike.
But the only thing he was certain of was that the white-clad fairy's appearance was at least 80% similar to Bai Yao's. He was immediately stunned, not knowing whether this was an illusion or a scene that had actually existed before, or a scene from some future day.
He wasn't sure, so he walked forward again, trying to see who the other blood-clad female demon was, but this time he couldn't see her no matter what he did.
High above, the two women continued their battle. Xiao Yuhan watched with increasing focus and kept walking forward.
Suddenly, Xiao Yuhan stopped in her tracks and stood frozen in place.
Because the blood-clad female demon turned around and glanced at him, revealing a strange smile.
Could she see him?! Xiao Yuhan stood frozen in place, still wanting to move forward, wanting to figure out what this illusion was all about, but suddenly the surrounding environment began to collapse.
The blood-clad female demon's eyes seemed familiar—cunning, sinister, and chilling!
But as the environment collapsed, Xiao Yuhan could no longer verify it.
The surrounding environment transformed back into the Sword Forging Platform Cave, and he found himself holding a long, jet-black sword without even realizing it.
Xiao Yuhan couldn't figure out whether she saw the illusion after walking in and grasping the sword, or whether she walked here and picked up the sword after seeing the illusion.
The longsword in her hand was like a piece of black jade, and you could even see through the blade when you held it up to your eyes. However, the sword had no spiritual power at all. Xiao Yuhan was afraid that she might accidentally bump into it and break it.
He was even more surprised and tried to use the sword by circulating his spiritual power, but found that apart from being more beautiful and sharper, the sword seemed to be no different from an ordinary sword.
His own spiritual power couldn't even communicate with it, the black lightning that originally surrounded the sword-forging materials disappeared, and he couldn't detect the Blood King Gu that he had channeled into the sword through his heart's blood.
Xiao Yuhan became increasingly puzzled. After all that effort he and his two senior brothers had put in, they had only managed to forge an ordinary sword.
To his relief, the sword could still be controlled with spiritual energy, and flying on it was no problem. However, Xiao Yuhan dared not test its power, fearing that he might accidentally break it.
He picked up the sword and walked out of the cave to his two senior brothers. Ye Qingyun took the sword and examined it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. Liu Jiantang took the sword and examined it carefully, but couldn't figure it out either. After a while, Liu Jiantang became somewhat dazed.
He then asked, "Junior Brother Xiao, this sword doesn't accept the spiritual power of Senior Brother Ye and me. Can you control this sword?"
With a flick of his fingers, Xiao Yuhan brought the sword back to his hand. "I can do it!"
Ye Jiantang immediately showed an incredulous expression, and quickly said, "I understand! A sword forged with one's heart's blood can only be controlled by its master!"
As he spoke, Liu Jiantang summoned the Dragon Slayer Sword and handed it to the two of them. The two tried it and found that, just as Liu Jiantang had said, they had no way to control the Dragon Slayer Sword.
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