Chapter 1291: Sacrificing the Emperor Sword Spirit into the Stone Sword
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Chapter 1291: Sacrificing the Emperor Sword Spirit into the Stone Sword
After seeing Lin Yue swear the Heavenly Oath, the demon king of the Ancient Pot Holy Land slowly said, "Put your emperor sword on the altar..sto.coМ"
The Emperor Sword in Lin Yue's hand floated away on its own.
Came to the altar.
There was endless gray light emanating from here.
Gradually, it enveloped the entire place, and the gray light turned into a big fire.
He began to continuously practice the Emperor Sword.
Time is passing.
The power of the Ancient Pot Demon King continued to radiate from under the altar.
But now the demon king of the Ancient Pot Holy Land is too weak.
Even though he has mastered extremely powerful weapon refining techniques, he still needs Lin Yue's assistance.
In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.
The blade of the Emperor Sword gradually revealed a sharp aura.
It seems to be able to tear the sky apart.
As Lin Yue's power continued to be injected.
The Emperor Sword is constantly improving.
"Boy, merge your divine consciousness into one of them."
At this time, the Ancient Pot Demon King said weakly.
Lin Yue nodded, and he controlled his spiritual thoughts and entered the Emperor Sword.
The Emperor Sword has condensed a space.
Lin Yue stood on the water.
There was an unhatched egg in the center.
The sword energy is everywhere.
A huge sword energy storm formed outside.
Lin Yue stood in front.
He cut his wrists.
There is pure divine power inside.
The power of divine consciousness turned into wisps of clear air and entered the egg.
The sword embryo inside is slowly reviving.
"Owner……"
Half a month passed.
The spirit of the Emperor Sword began to revive.
It turned into a young man with red lips and white teeth, but his eyes revealed a sword intent.
With an attitude of looking down upon the world.
"Well, this is the peak of the Imperial Sword in your hand."
The Ancient Pot Demon King said slowly.
Then he fell into a deep sleep.
The sword spirit of the Emperor Sword appeared in the outside world.
Following behind Lin Yue.
"Have you thought about it yet?"
Lin Yue asked without turning his head.
"I hope to stay by my master's side for the rest of my life, fighting against all enemies!"
The sword spirit said.
There was determination in his eyes.
In his heart, if he couldn't shine in Lin Yue's hands, it would be better to be destroyed.
Lin Yue took out the stone sword.
The simple stone sword emits no aura at all.
But if you feel it carefully, you will know how terrifying it is.
Even Lin Yue’s spiritual thoughts found it difficult to enter.
This means that Lin Yue cannot help the spirit of the Emperor Sword to take control of it.
Everything depends on the Emperor Sword itself.
However, Lin Yue finally sacrificed the pottery jar and suppressed the aura of the stone sword to the lowest level.
The sword spirit of the Emperor Sword stood aside.
boom……
The Emperor's Sword shattered directly.
Broken into pieces, the sword spirit of the Emperor Sword, carrying unparalleled sword intent, rushed into the stone sword.
Everything becomes unknowable.
Lin Yue stood in front of the pottery jar.
The stone sword hangs above the clay jar.
The two auras are restraining each other.
Two years passed like this.
All he could feel was that the aura of the Emperor Sword's spirit was becoming increasingly weak, and in the end, it had almost completely dissipated.
Almost failed.
Lin Yue couldn't help but frown.
The stone sword fell silent again.
The Hongmeng artifact is too terrifying.
The Ancient Pot Demon King himself said that the chance of success is less than one in a billion.
Even the Emperor Sword has been successfully advanced.
But no one has ever done this in ancient history.
This is also equivalent to refining innate things.
Even if he was the most supreme being, it would have been impossible for him to refine the true Hongmeng artifact back then.
Even if it is to reawaken the spirit of the weapon, it is impossible. (5,0);
Not to mention injecting new sword spirits into it.
At this time, the stone sword had completely dimmed.
Back to normal, looking ordinary.
Even if it was thrown on the side of the road, no one would even look at it.
Lin Yue sighed.
When you get up.
In that hand was a stone sword.
When preparing to leave.
The broken pieces of the Emperor's Sword suddenly rushed up and slowly melted in the void.
Finally, it gathered at the gap in the stone sword.
However, it is still difficult to sense the breath of the sword spirit.
"Did you succeed?"
Lin Yue looked at the stone sword whose gap had been repaired by the fragments of the Emperor's Sword.
He raised his sword and swung it, tearing the sky apart.
The stone sword unleashed some of the power of the Hongmeng artifact.
However, Lin Yue knew that this was not the entire power of the stone sword.
He was looking forward to the day when the stone sword would truly demonstrate the power of the Hongmeng artifact.
The weapon spirit was now successful, but it could not reveal its intelligence. It seemed that the stone sword was too powerful and had imprisoned the sword spirit within.
However, with his own sacrifice and training, one day, the sword spirit will be revived again.
Lin Yue looked at the altar and said slowly: "I will go to the Ten Directions Realm, gather Bai Xiaoli, and then try to rescue you."
Having said that, Lin Yue left the Ancient Pot Holy Land.
Breaking the seal of the demon king is no easy task, and Lin Yue needs to be fully prepared.
Now he has two supreme weapons and a pottery jar in his hands.
Breaking the seal shouldn't be a big problem.
In the ten directions.
Lin Yuan is now in a secret place.
It can be seen that there is a terrifying demonic power emanating from within the secret place.
It even affected the entire ten directions.
All the living creatures here are under tremendous pressure.
Occasionally, you can hear the roar of animals.
Bai Xiaoli was already in the hall.
Lin Yuan's painful roars could be heard from time to time. He was enduring tremendous pain, which seemed to come from the deepest part of his soul.
The demon king's blood essence is more terrifying than imagined.
Lin Yuan exploded many times.
But they were all rescued by Bai Xiaoli.
Now he is in the critical stage of refining.
He had to cross it by himself, so Bai Xiaoli no longer cared about it.
The secret place was simply sealed off to prevent Lin Yuan from going crazy and entering the Ten Directions Realm, causing irreparable damage.
Lin Yue just came to the outside of the secret place and saw Lin Yuan's current condition.
After returning to the main hall.
"I think we can try to rescue the other demon kings."
Lin Yue said to Bai Xiaoli.
"Did it work?"
Bai Xiaoli asked with some concern.
The stone sword appeared in his hand.
Although it still looks ordinary.
But with Bai Xiaoli's vision, he could naturally see that the stone sword now exuded a different aura.
Although it does not have the power of the Hongmeng artifact now.
But it is gradually being repaired.
Lin Yue nodded.
Bai Xiaoli sighed, looked into the void, and said, "The continuation of that disaster is about to come, and it's time to rescue those old guys."
Although he was at odds with several demon kings, he did so for the sake of the overall situation.
It is known that the Demon King is the strongest fighter in the world today.
The supreme ones who once stood shoulder to shoulder with them have all passed away.
Now, the only creatures that can fight against the end of the black disaster on their own are the ten demon kings.
This is exactly what Lin Yue was considering.
Even if they rescued the Demon King now, they would still need a long time to recover their strength.
The Black Plague is coming and there is no time to lose.
"I'll go with you."
Bai Xiaoli said.
His current strength has reached the Daoyin realm.
It is the most powerful known existence in the entire universe and holy land.
Moreover, he knows the seal best, and with Bai Xiaoli, the success rate will be much higher.
After two days of short preparation.
Bai Xiaoli, Lin Yue, and Lin Xiu came to the Holy Land of Ancient Pot.
"It's time to wake up, old man."
Bai Xiaoli was standing in front of the altar, speaking with an impatient tone.
"I didn't expect that you would be the first one to come out."
The Ancient Pot Demon King responded weakly.
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