Li Chen has gone missing, leaving behind both good news and bad news.
The bad news is that Emperor Xiu will be forced to accept double the tribulation lightning, but the good news is that the ever-present sense of crisis has disappeared.
He watched Li Chen take the fall with a cold eye and overheard his conversation with the "Plundering Golden Finger System." He couldn't understand why this combination could give him a sense of crisis.
As for the endless tribulation lightning in the sky, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he opened his right palm, making a grasping motion, and a long sword with a divine light appeared in his hand.
The longsword is engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side and mountains, rivers and plants on the other. The hilt is covered with inscriptions that seem to move and change if you stare at them for a long time, but upon closer inspection, they seem to have remained unchanged since time immemorial.
The moment it appeared, the wind stopped, the trees ceased to grow still, the thunderclouds froze, and all was silent. A series of muffled thunderclaps echoed from the deeper sky, making it inexplicably seem a bit cowardly.
The spirit beast deep in the mountains peeked out, then quickly dug its nest even deeper, no longer caring about maintaining the dignity of the crisscrossing mountains, only wanting to survive.
Dignity is precious, but life is more important.
The disciples of Taiyi Sect were alarmed by the disappearance of their senior brother's aura, but the sudden disappearance of the thunder still caught their attention.
The fifth senior brother felt uneasy, so he took out a group teleportation talisman, which landed and formed an array, encircling all the disciples.
"The situation is bad. This is not something we can handle. We must return to the sect immediately and report to the sect leader and elders."
No one objected. With the eldest brother gone, the fifth brother became their pillar of support.
The thunderclouds that had already enveloped the entire Zongheng Mountain Range seemed to hesitate. The lightning above Di Xiu's head flickered erratically. The lightning, which had already turned bright white, gradually "faded" as time passed, turning white, then gold, then silver...
Xiao Lingchuan's natal spirit sword fell to the ground with a "thud".
Emperor Xiu gently stroked the sword, slowly exhaled, and used spiritual energy to fly up, slashing at the thundercloud from afar.
In an instant, the sky seemed to become the surface of the sea, rippling with waves, while the thundercloud was like a mirror, shattered by the blow.
The broken sword raised one end, gave a small buzzing sound, and then continued to lie obediently.
001, who should have been asleep, suddenly awoke, flew out of his sea of consciousness, looked at the sky, looked at Di Xiu, and then at his sword. Blue light flashed wildly around him, and he fell into a long period of program disorder.
"Where did you get this sword?"
Di Xiu flipped his hand and sheathed his longsword, frowning slightly: "Why did you come out?"
001, in a fit of rage, climbed onto his neck, coiled her hair around his neck, and screamed, "You're asking me? You're asking me how I got out? Your sword almost shattered this world, and you're still asking me how I got out? If I hadn't gotten out, I wouldn't even know why I was punished by the main system."
"Even though we're both high-level worlds, this one is far too fragile."
"Can it be the same? Can it be the same? Can it be the same?!" 001 roared. "This world is just an ordinary fantasy world. At its peak, it's only at the level of an immortal in your world. An immortal, not a god. The upper limit is not even in the same league, okay?"
Di Xiu had learned what he could and couldn't do during each mission, and seeing that he was indeed in the wrong this time, he decisively admitted his mistake.
"Feel sorry."
He offered a way out, but 001 became uncomfortable, her mouth agape for a long time, unsure what to say. She silently smoothed his hair and said dryly, "N-nothing?"
Di Xiu asked him, "Was this implicated and punished?"
001 tugged at his thick hair in frustration, hummed twice, and then said, "No, but I got a warning for not supervising him properly."
"But what impact will it have?"
001 wanted to say that he had been punished with merit again, but then he remembered that all his merit came from Emperor Cultivator, so he swallowed his words. He looked at the few strands of hair in his hand with a guilty conscience, silently threw them behind his back, ruffled them, and muttered, "No, just be more careful next time."
"good."
After a moment, 001 remembered the sword question and looked at him with her head tilted: "You still haven't told me, where did you get your sword?"
"It's always been here."
"Huh? Then why haven't I seen you use it before? With such a powerful weapon, how come you were still chased and beaten by the Demon Lord?"
"..."
"With such powerful weapons, how could you have been imprisoned in a seal a thousand years ago?"
"..."
001 gasped: "The protagonist's halo, is it really that terrifying?"
No, it was simply a case of being caught off guard and losing control.
"Is that sword a divine weapon?"
"I guess so."
001 didn't press the matter further. Once he learned that it was something he brought from his original world, he stopped asking questions. Everyone has a couple of trump cards, but he repeatedly warned him, "Don't use them carelessly next time."
Emperor Xiu, in his good temper, said okay.
001 continued to sleep in his sea of consciousness. Emperor Xiu shook his head slightly, looking somewhat helpless.
He picked up the broken sword lying on the ground.
As they were talking, the tribulation lightning dissipated, and Heaven, reluctantly, declared him to have passed the tribulation, and according to the rules, began to send down green spiritual rain. Because thunderclouds covered the crisscrossing mountain range, all the spirit beasts in this forbidden area also enjoyed the spiritual rain that was unique to human cultivators.
Emperor Xiu's cultivation level stabilized at the Spirit King Realm. All the physical and internal injuries on his body were healed, and the injuries to his soul and consciousness were also slightly relieved.
As his subordinate, the broken sword benefited greatly. Under the influence of the spiritual rain, the sword spirit gradually stabilized, and even when the emperor cultivator released his divine sense, it no longer showed any signs of dissipation.
Emperor Xiu stored it in his dantian, and then... it was kicked out.
"Wuji, stop fooling around."
However, the sword spirit was asleep, and the artifact, relying only on instinct, did not know what "stop fooling around" meant. Emperor Xiu had no choice but to put the broken sword into his wrist guard.
This is probably the first natal spiritual artifact on the entire continent that cannot reside in its master's dantian, but instead resides in a spatial magic treasure.
Li Chen was driven away, and his injuries had healed. However, Di Xiu did not leave immediately. He stood there waiting for the sunset, and the Taiyi Sect members arrived.
This time, the disciples were the same as before, but the sect elders and guest elders were also mobilized, and for some unknown reason, a Supreme Elder was invited.
Di Xiu watched coldly without making a sound, but several powerful auras appeared in the inner circle of the Zongheng Mountains, and instantly the roars of dragons and tigers stirred up waves of green pine trees.
The ethereal crimson dragon head blocked the last rays of the setting sun, its orange-yellow vertical pupils filled with majesty, and as the crocodile's mouth opened and closed, it spoke in human language: "Humans, withdraw from the territory of the Zongheng Mountains."
The Supreme Elder stepped forward, releasing the pressure of the Spirit Venerable Realm, but remained silent, stroking his goatee and gesturing with his eyes to the Third Elder of the Discipline Hall, who held the highest position among the others, to speak.
“Lord Crimson Dragon, we have come to arrest the traitor of our sect. Please do not interfere.”
The crimson dragon let out a long roar, its voice like thunder: "The Zongheng Mountains are the territory of us spirit beasts. You shall not be so presumptuous. This is the last time. Leave the Zongheng territory."
The two elders and two guest ministers exchanged a few words, and one of them shouted to Emperor Xiu, "Xiao Lingchuan, you betrayed your master and ancestors first, and then betrayed your sect. Hand over the Taiyi Mirror and come back with us to accept your punishment."
Di Xiu said calmly, "It's getting dark."
The four were puzzled.
"Xiao Lingchuan, stop wasting time with nonsense."
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