The sea of fire was not really a sea of fire, but a rolling lava, with only a thin stone bridge only one foot wide above the lava. Such a bridge was already difficult to walk on, and one could fall if not careful.
What's more, fireballs fly from above from time to time, which is even more life-threatening.
Fortunately, if you encounter danger in the secret realm, you will be teleported out in time so that no one will die.
After walking through the sea of fire, they entered a world of ice and snow. The temperature was suddenly hot and cold. Everyone shivered and wrapped themselves in their coats.
By the time they finally reached the entrance to the Sword Altar of Heroes, they were all exhausted. Those like Yun Feimiao, who had already contracted their natal swords, were in no rush to go in, wanting only to find a place to rest and recuperate before entering.
But the sect elders all felt that a sword cultivator should possess an indelible will. So why delay? Just go in!
So just as Yun Feimiao and the others found a place to sit, they were directly teleported to the Jiying Sword Altar, facing the test of thousands of sword energies.
Yun Feimiao felt like he was going bald. Were the elders of the Wanjian Sect really good at torturing people?
After enduring the first three waves of fierce sword energy, Yun Feimiao realized belatedly that he seemed to have lost his three friends?
What was bad was that Luo Shuangbai was very close to him, and was looking at him together with several disciples with water and ice spiritual roots, their eyes full of unwillingness and jealousy.
There's no way around it. In some ways, spirit swords are also snobs. They also like to choose people with better talents.
For an ice-attributed spirit sword, Yun Feimiao, who possessed a Heavenly Grade Water Spiritual Root, was more popular than Luo Shuangbai, who possessed a Supreme Grade Ice Spiritual Root. Therefore, all the supreme ice and water-attributed spirit swords at the Sword Sacrifice Altar circulated around Yun Feimiao.
There were indeed three swords that only revolved around Luo Shuangbai, but Luo Shuangbai was still not satisfied, and always suspected that the dozen or so swords surrounding Yun Feimiao were more powerful.
Yun Feimiao, who was envied by everyone, was not in a hurry to choose. It was impossible for him to take out more than a dozen swords from the Jiying Sword Altar at one time. Even if Lingjian was willing, the elders would not agree!
So the rest of the time will be left to the spirit swords to compete among themselves. After they finish a fight, the two or three strongest remaining ones will belong to him.
Soon, the two swords closest to Yun Feimiao released a powerful aura, forcing back all the spiritual swords behind them, and then pointed their swords at each other, as if they were struggling over whether to fight or not.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting, it's just the two of you." Yun Feimiao stepped forward and stretched out his hand, holding the two swords in his hands one by one.
The two swords struggled slightly, as if trying to maintain their restraint.
"Frost Invasion, Mist Killer, I know you two are good brothers. You definitely don't want to fight, right? From now on, just follow me and continue to fight side by side."
When they heard their names, the two swords stopped moving instantly and looked very obedient.
Yun Feimiao was very satisfied and was about to sign contracts one by one, but someone rushed forward and tried to snatch the Frost Sword from his hand.
But how could the Frost Sword be taken away so easily? It took the initiative to break away from Yun Feimiao's hand, and used only the hilt to hit the person, making him scream and run around.
Yun Feimiao looked at the scene in front of him with amusement. He really didn't understand where Zhen Yuchun got the courage to snatch the sword from him. Is the power of love so strong that it can eat people's brains?
He knew that Luo Shuangbai wanted this sword. Whatever Luo Shuangbai wanted, someone would find a way to get it and send it to him.
But no one can snatch it away from Zhen Yuchun, who has a medium-grade fire spirit root!
He lacks talent and has incompatible attributes. Isn't he just asking for trouble?
Luo Shuangbai seemed to be unable to bear it, so he stepped forward and tried to grab the hilt of the sword to stop this one-sided beating.
Although Frost Invasion Sword preferred Yun Feimiao, it also felt a sense of familiarity towards Luo Shuangbai, who possessed a supreme ice spirit root, so it didn't attack him. It simply kept dodging him, and when it grew annoyed, it vented its anger on Zhen Yuchun, beating him even harder.
Luo Shuangbai's face didn't look good. He didn't expect that Shuangqinjian would always reject him.
It's obvious that his attributes are more compatible with the Frost Invasion Sword, and it's obvious that the purity of his spiritual roots is not bad either. Is a 5% difference in purity so important?
"Young Master Yun..."
Seeing that Luo Shuangbai was trying to persuade him again, Yun Feimiao quickly interrupted him and waved towards Shuangqin Sword.
"Frost Invasion, come back."
When Frost Sword heard Yun Feimiao's call, he ran back happily.
Even though Zhen Yuchun was beaten black and blue, when he met Luo Shuangbai's gloomy eyes, he still rushed towards Shuangqin Sword without hesitation, trying to stop it.
The result was obvious, he came up empty-handed again.
Zhen Yuchun was extremely unwilling to give in and yelled at Yun Feimiao, "Yun Feimiao, put down the Frost Invasion Sword immediately. If you had any self-awareness, you would have known that Frost Bai is a better match for the Frost Invasion Sword than you are. Even their names are so well-matched!"
"If we were really that perfect, how could I be Frost Invasion Sword's first choice?"
Yun Feimiao smiled slightly, and under Luo Shuangbai's unwilling gaze, he directly contracted the Frost Invasion Sword.
It wasn't that the others didn't want to stop it, but after what happened just now, the Wusha Sword automatically protected them, and the Cangmiao Sword also came out to guard Yun Feimiao.
Seeing this, Zhen Yuchun grew even more indignant. "You've already contracted a spirit sword, so why did you also contract Frost Invasion? You even want to contract Mist Killer? Why are you so greedy? Are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for Shuang Bai?"
What a familiar scene...
Yun Feimiao couldn't help but think of the scene in the early warning dream. In the dream, he did not contract the Cang Miao Sword, but was still chosen by Shuangqin and Wusha at the same time.
But everyone told him that a swordsman can only have one natal spirit sword in his lifetime, so he can only choose one.
He actually didn't believe it because his third brother had two natal spirit swords.
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