The huge stone sword hilt made a cracking sound from the inside, and dazzling blood-colored rays of light burst out from the cracks and shot straight into the sky.
In the sky, the strange gray-purple color was dyed with a layer of strange blood-red.
A terrifying aura slowly awakened from under the stone hilt.
The aura was full of endless killing and destruction, like a peerless ferocious beast that had been sleeping for eternity and was about to open its eyes.
A loud and cold voice came from under the Nine Netherworld, resounding deep in everyone's soul.
Boom!
The huge stone sword hilt exploded completely!
What was exposed was not a divine sword, but a bottomless bloody vortex.
In the whirlpool, blood and thunder intertwined, and countless innocent souls were wailing and struggling in it. The flesh, flesh, and souls of the monks who had died before, including the powerful men from the Ba Dao Clan and the black-robed men from the Xingji Immortal Dynasty, were all swallowed up by the whirlpool and turned into a part of it.
And in the center of the vortex, a sword tip shining with endless starlight is slowly condensing into shape from nothingness!
Star Sword!
This is the real Xingji Sword!
It is not in this secret realm at all, but is hidden in an alien space by the Xingji Immortal Emperor with his supreme power.
This secret realm of fairyland is its "scabbard"!
The blood sacrifice at the Sword Tomb is the ritual to summon it to come!
Although Lord Black Star's plan failed and insufficient flesh and blood sacrifices were collected, those who died before, plus all the essence of Lord Black Star, the Immortal Lord, seemed to have barely met the minimum requirements for opening the ceremony.
"Look! What is that!"
Someone pointed to the sky in horror.
I saw huge crisscrossing cracks appearing in the sky at some point.
Through the cracks, you can see the bright fairyland stars outside.
This secret realm is collapsing!
It is being frantically drained of its original power by the imperial weapon that is about to take shape!
"It's over! The secret realm is about to collapse! We are all going to die here!"
The secret realm is collapsing faster than anyone imagined.
There are more and more cracks in the sky, getting bigger and bigger, spreading like a spider web. Large pieces of space debris, mixed with chaotic law storms, peeled off from the sky and hit the ground, flattening the mountains to the ground.
The earth is wailing and the space is crying.
The entire secret realm is heading towards its end.
The source of all this points to the ever-expanding bloody vortex and the tip of the starlight sword that is slowly condensing in it.
It is like a greedy glutton, madly devouring the origin of this secret realm that has existed for hundreds of millions of years. Every time it condenses, the collapse of the secret realm becomes more severe.
"Run! Run!"
"Where is the exit? We are trapped!"
The surviving monks were completely in disarray, scurrying around like headless flies, trying to find a chance of survival. However, the space crack that came from it has long since disappeared, and the entire secret realm has been blocked by the terrifying power of the imperial weapon, turning it into a cage of despair.
Someone tried to tear open the space forcefully, but as soon as they started, they were torn into pieces by the violent space turbulence.
In desperation, some people rushed towards the bloody whirlpool, as if they wanted to fight before death. However, before they could get close, the sword intent escaping from it turned the person and the magic weapon into fly ash.
Chaos, despair, death.
This is the scene at the Sword Tomb at this moment.
"Brother Ye...Brother Ye! We...what should we do?" Hu Tianzong's face was as white as paper, and his teeth were chattering. He followed Ye Feng closely, as if this was the only safe haven.
Ye Feng did not speak, his eyes were fixed on the condensed sword tip.
On his face, there was no fear or despair. Instead, there was an unprecedented solemnity and... a trace of imperceptible heat.
The breath of the same origin!
That’s it!
The moment the sword tip appeared, the nine star veins in his body and the heart of the world in the depths of his sea of consciousness began to vibrate violently like never before. It was as if he had met the same kind in fate, and as if he had met a natural enemy.
He could clearly sense that the core of the sword tip was also an extremely pure source of star power, which had the same source as his power.
But the difference is that the power of his stars is to embrace all rivers, evolve all things, and create.
But the power of the stars at the tip of the sword is the ultimate destruction, pure killing, and the end!
Xingji Immortal Emperor, what a big deal!
Ye Feng instantly understood the other party’s intention. This Immortal Emperor actually wanted to use the origin of an entire secret realm as a basis, and use the flesh and blood souls of all spirits as a guide, to forcibly transform this imperial weapon from a "killing weapon" into a forbidden weapon that contains the "Law of Destruction"!
Once successful, the power of this sword will probably be ranked at the forefront among all imperial weapons.
However, this method is too vicious.
"Interesting..." The corners of Ye Feng's mouth raised slightly. It was not mockery, but excitement from the bottom of his heart.
What others see is doom and despair.
What he saw was a huge opportunity!
This sword is simply a super tonic tailor-made for his "Art of Returning All Things to Origin" and the God-Demon Suppressing Prison Body!
If he can swallow it and refine it, the benefits he will get will far exceed that of killing ten or eight immortals! Even his World Heart can take this opportunity to complete an unprecedented transformation!
"Madman...what a madman..."
On the ridge, Shangguan Yu looked at the young man in the distance who was facing the doomsday disaster, but the corners of his mouth were rising, and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
But his cold eyes also ignited with raging fighting spirit.
The imperial weapon is still a forbidden imperial weapon that is about to transform!
As a sword cultivator, if you don’t go up and touch such magical objects, then it would be a waste of time for you to be a sword cultivator!
He raised his head, drank the last sip of wine in the gourd, and then put the ancient wine gourd around his waist.
Buzz——!
A surge of sword intent burst out from his body. The sword intent is not as domineering and destructive as the Xingji Sword, but it carries a carefree and free spirit that can break through all laws and cut everything without hesitation.
"If you can't get it, then... kill it!"
Shangguanyu laughed loudly, his body turned into a blue sword light, and he actually took the initiative to move backwards towards the bloody vortex!
"Brother Shangguan!" The few surviving elders from Taiyi Immortal Sect and Zixiao Holy Land were all shocked when they saw this.
But immediately, a look of determination appeared in their eyes.
Death is inevitable anyway. Instead of turning into dust when the world collapses, it is better to fight vigorously!
"We are here to lend a helping hand to Brother Shangguan!"
"The emperor-killing weapon! Hahaha, if this can be done, bragging will be enough for a lifetime!"
Several rays of fairy light rose into the sky, following the green sword light, and rushed towards the source of the doomsday without hesitation.
"Brother Ye, they..." Hu Tianzong was stunned.
"A group of warriors who want to die." Ye Feng commented lightly, then patted Hu Tianzong on the shoulder, "Stay away and find a place to hide. You can't get involved in the next scene."
"What about you?" Hu Tianzong said anxiously.
"Me?" Ye Feng smiled, "I'm going to...have a big meal."
Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared from where he was.