The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Elven metal is only produced in the areas where elves live, because unusual metals gradually appear in the areas where elves appear.

After being crafted by the elves' superb skills, these metals become extremely hard elven metals. Weapons made from elven metals are the only type of metal that cannot be directly cut by the Muramasa sword.

"So, this place was originally the legendary land of the elves."

Yu Wenzhou was quite excited. Although they were currently trapped in the elven prison, as everyone knew,

Qiongqi wrote in his diary:
"The Elf's Prison is the easiest prison to escape from of all."

Therefore, Yu Wenzhou was not worried about not being able to escape.

Meanwhile, Mo Qian shared the same thoughts as Yu Wenzhou. Mo Qian was locked in a very special room, which was obviously much better than a prison cell, and could even be said to be not a prison cell at all.

"Am I being held under house arrest? But why is everything so pink here?"

Mo Qian looked at this place with a strange expression. This place was really too strange; the environment was not bad at all, and could even be described as good.
"Blade Spirit, do you know why this is happening?"

Dao Ling suppressed a smile; she naturally knew where she was.

This is a sacred place for elves, the place where elves are born.

Because elves are physically strong, giving birth is not a burden for them. However, elves have high requirements for their mates, so handsome captives are sometimes imprisoned here.

As for the purpose of keeping them here, it is, of course, for breeding.

The Elven race has extremely strong genes, and their children are almost always Elven without exception. Clearly, Mo Qian has been chosen and is being used as a breeding tool by the Elven race.

Mo Qian's face darkened immediately after hearing this.
"What the hell! I don't want to be used as a breeding tool here."

Mo Qian searched for the exit, but after searching everywhere, he still couldn't find where the exit was.

"Stop looking. If it were that easy for you to find the exit, how could it still be the Elven race's most secret prison? Outside, it's known as a paradise for men. You've already surpassed 99% of the men on the continent here."

"Stop kidding me, hurry up and think of what to do."

Mo Qian stared at Dao Ling with a blank expression. Dao Ling knew perfectly well that Mo Qian was married. Although Mo Qian, Mu Cheng, and Yun Xiu had not held a wedding, everyone knew about their relationship.

Dao Ling was displeased upon hearing this. Mo Qian clearly didn't consider Dao Ling one of his own, because Dao Ling's appearance had been far too sudden.
Moreover, Mo Qian felt that the sword spirit's strength was far too great, far surpassing Mo Qian's own strength. Therefore, Mo Qian never thought of conquering the sword spirit, nor did he have any improper thoughts about it.

For Mo Qian, the sword spirit is his savior and the fundamental reason why he has improved his strength to its current level.

Without the assistance of the sword spirit, Mo Qian would be very strong now, but he would never have become as powerful and oppressive as he is now.

"Could we try to break out by force?"

Before Dao Ling could even try to persuade Mo Qian, Mo Qian activated his Little Dragon Man Mode and Flash Mode, along with his fully activated domain.

In this state, Mo Qian indeed possesses extremely powerful pressure, and his strength is at its peak.
So Mo Qian rushed out without hearing what Dao Ling said and stabbed hard into the wall!
"The 108 Styles of the Sword Immortal: Lightning Poison Dragon Drill!"

Mo Qian spun his body in the air, trying to use his powerful friction to grind his way through the wall. "Bang!"

Mo Qian was thrown away by the elven metal. This time, it was Mo Qian's turn to be dumbfounded. What Mo Qian found strange was why the walls here were made of elven metal. Was elven metal so free among the elves?

“I was just about to remind you that most of the walls here are made of elven metal, and they were all imbued with runic power by the previous generation's rune master, the Elf Queen.”

As for how the sword spirit knew this, it was because the sword spirit had tried it while it was alive. Even the most powerful sword spirit, using its own demon sword Muramasa, could only make a mark on the elven metal with runic power.

Runic power is the most mysterious power of the Elven race. Perhaps only one person every few hundred years can awaken runic power. This power is mysterious and full of vitality.

"You didn't tell me earlier."

Mo Qian felt the rebounding force; all his power was bounced back into his body.

"The rebound runes have been reinforced. It seems they are the same runes from back then. Did that old woman pass on the reinforcement techniques to the elves before she died?"

The moment Dao Ling saw the runic power, he knew it was the work of the previous Elf Queen, albeit with some modifications. Previously, runic power was unrepairable, but now, from the very first runic power Dao Ling encountered, every runic power of the Elf race was repairable. In other words, as long as it wasn't destroyed, it could be used indefinitely.

Judging from the speed of development of the power of this continent, there will be no one who can break this elven metal with runic power for at least a thousand years.

Of course, this is just Dao Ling's speculation. Perhaps an extremely powerful genius or even a prodigy has emerged?

However, such geniuses are extremely rare; only one such powerful genius as Dao Ling has emerged in a thousand years.

Even if another thousand years passed, the sword spirit still wouldn't believe that a genius like himself would appear.

"Hmm? Do you doubt my abilities?"

The sword spirit glared menacingly at Mo Qian, its telepathic connection allowing it to understand Mo Qian's thoughts.

It turned out that Mo Qian actually did doubt the strength of the sword spirit.

“I can’t break through this wall, but I can overturn the ground here. This ground isn’t made of elven metal.”

"The sword spirit said confidently,"

Mo Qian looked at the ground. He really couldn't do this. Only a sword spirit could overturn the ground.

"I was wrong."

Mo Qian honestly replied, and after the sword spirit snorted twice, it indicated that it had forgiven Mo Qian.

Mo Qian's coordination with the sword spirit has been getting better and better lately, and Mo Qian feels that he can always hear some voices.
Mo Qian felt the voice was familiar, but he couldn't recognize whose it was.

In fact, what Mo Qian heard was the voice of the sword spirit, but— (End of Chapter)