"How could this happen? Are we really going to die here?"
"I don't want to die."
"We've finally made it to the depths of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords, and we still haven't found a sword that suits us. Why are we going to die now?"
Hearing what was said below, Wei Qinghe felt a headache coming on.
"Don't you have jade pendants on you? You can break them and get out."
At worst, I won't use the sword.
"There will be other opportunities to enter the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords in the future, but if you lose your life, then you will have nothing left."
Those people seemed to only just remember that they had teleportation jade pendants on them, and that they could leave this place by crushing the pendants.
"Oh right, how could I forget? There's this good stuff too."
"Senior Sister Wei is right, we can go out now."
"As long as we're alive, there will be plenty of opportunities to enter the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords. If all else fails, we can always come back another time."
As the wood elemental power in Wei Qinghe's hand grew weaker and weaker, several cultivators crushed the jade pendant one after another.
Wei Qinghe only breathed a sigh of relief after all the cultivators had disappeared.
She looked up and felt as if all the spiritual energy in her body was sealed off.
She hesitated, unsure whether to go up, go down, or go out.
Returning empty-handed from a treasure trove is not her style.
Time passed second by second, and a cold wind blew, ruffling her dark hair.
However, Wei Qinghe's gaze became increasingly firm. Because her spiritual power was sealed and she had been suspended in this place for a long time, her face was slightly pale at this moment.
Her hands trembled noticeably, and the part of the Frost Sword that was stuck in the soil shifted slightly.
Just then, a cold light suddenly appeared below.
Wei Qinghe narrowed her phoenix eyes and saw her suddenly draw the Azure Frost Sword. A talisman flew out, and her descent speed was controlled.
But what lay before him was a scene of groans and moans. Wei Qinghe released a wisp of her divine sense while...
She landed safely, and what she saw there was indeed unexpected.
This caused a commotion like an earthquake, and even the place where spiritual energy was sealed was left completely empty.
Wei Qinghe, however, refused to believe that all this commotion would come for nothing.
Just as she was about to pull out **Fenfen and Shuling, a sword appeared not far ahead.
A rusty sword, its hilt unrecognizable.
As Wei Qinghe approached, an unusual aura suddenly erupted.
It even spread and permeated the entire Ten Thousand Swords Abyss.
Like a ferocious beast unleashed from its cage.
A powerful gale blew, causing Wei Qinghe's dark hair and skirt to tumble violently, making a screeching sound.
Although the sword in front of him looked the same, Wei Qinghe could sense that it was no ordinary sword.
The swords in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords all have their own stories, and they are all extraordinary.
The story of this sword being buried here is perhaps even more fascinating.
"Master, do you want this broken sword?" Pink appeared on Wei Qinghe's shoulder without anyone noticing.
Its treasure-hunting instincts failed to detect any value in the sword that made it worth taking with it.
It only likes its treasures and even looks down on the sword.
Someone as outstanding as its master would only be worthy of someone of Qing Shuang Jian's caliber.
She stepped forward and placed a spirit-gathering talisman into her palm. Even if she couldn't use the spiritual power within her body, with the Spirit Heart Technique and the spirit-gathering talisman, it wouldn't be too dangerous.
However, when she grasped the sword, which was covered in rust and dirt, it did not cause any unusual reaction.
It was heavy, covered with a thick layer of mud.
What's most surprising is that it's a broken sword.
**Pinkie was ready to show off her skills in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords, but her master was too busy to give her any time to do so.
"A broken sword? It really is worthless, Master. Just throw it away."
Wei Qinghe weighed the sword in his hand, seemingly hesitant.
However, suddenly more debris fell from above, and an old voice suddenly rang out.
"The Sword Sovereign's legacy has been found, and the opening time of the Myriad Swords Abyss has ended."
Wei Qinghe didn't have time to think much. Just as she was about to use the Spirit Gathering Talisman again, she discovered that, without her noticing, the spiritual power within her body was usable again.
She had just flown out of the ruins when she saw the cultivators in the distance gradually disappearing from sight.
Has the Sword Master's legacy been found?
It must have been obtained by Di Fuyue. Thinking of this, Wei Qinghe smiled.
The next second, she was also teleported out.
"What do you mean by that, Goddess? Senior Sister Wei is kind-hearted and would never intentionally hurt you."
"That's right. In that situation, Senior Sister Wei chose to save us, so why would she want to hurt you for no reason?"
"Aren't you a goddess of the Northern Underworld Divine Palace? How could you be so easily injured by Senior Sister Wei?"
It turned out that the cultivators who had crushed the jade pendant earlier were fighting for Wei Qinghe.
They heard the goddess Yingluo say that she was injured by Wei Qinghe.
They felt that Wei Qinghe was not the kind of person who would intentionally hurt others, especially since the other party was a goddess of the Northern Underworld Divine Palace.
Logically speaking, the goddess of the Northern Underworld Palace is very powerful, and she is clearly seriously injured. They do not believe that Wei Qinghe did it.
“That’s right, our Senior Sister Wei would never do such a thing,” Mao Kai said indignantly.
"It's no use talking about it. Let's wait until our Senior Sister Wei comes out before we talk about it," Gan Hongjie said, arms crossed, clearly unconvinced.
They didn't care about any goddesses or anything like that; they only knew how good Wei Qinghe was.
"Wei Qinghe is out."
Among the crowd, someone spotted Wei Qinghe.
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