Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 152: Forging armor - Fire armor!

The old immortal thought back to his past life. He was chosen from the tribe and came to Zhonghuang Mountain to practice martial arts and protect the human race. He settled down in Licheng, one of the eight districts of Nuwa City. In a blink of an eye, 230,000 Huiyuan had passed.

He practiced hard for 230,000 Hui Yuan, but due to his limited talent, he was unable to break through to the Golden Immortal realm. Now, the deadline has come and there is no hope of a breakthrough. He thought he would be like his predecessors, and all his cultivation would be wiped out, and his true spirit would fall into the cycle of reincarnation.

I didn’t expect that today, I would have such a heaven-defying opportunity!

Make yourself qualified to stay and protect the human race again!

He cultivated 230,000 Hui Yuan and never stepped out of Zhonghuang Mountain. Wasn't it just for the chance to protect the safety of the human race in the future?
At least, I must fight for the human race once in this life. If I can't do that now, I'll just become a sword spirit and wield the sword for the entire human race in the future!

The old immortal looked at the familiar scenes around him with nostalgia, and then he no longer hesitated. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he pinched the immortal seal with his hand, and a mysterious wave swept out.

The old immortal's body instantly turned red. An invisible force fell on him. The old immortal's martial arts body, which had accumulated 230,000 Hui Yuan of hard work, slowly melted and turned into the purest spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, the martial arts evil spirit in his body, as well as his own immortal soul, were all transformed into pure magic power under the influence of this power.

A moment later, a red mysterious light rose from the sky and sank into the altar at the foot of Zhonghuang Mountain.

As the red mysterious light sank into the altar, the runes on the altar lit up one after another, and the long sword enshrined in the altar also lit up with red light, and the power of the long sword became stronger.

On the top of Zhonghuang Mountain, Jiang Haofeng's expression changed slightly. The sword soul entered the sword so quickly.

With a flash of mysterious light, Jiang Haofeng's body appeared in front of the altar.

Sure enough, the aura on the sword was stronger than before. Although this force was insignificant, it was indeed powerful.

A mysterious light flashed on the long sword, and a celestial being in the early stage of Xuanxian appeared in front of Jiang Haofeng, "Yinmai Xuanjiang, meet the ancestor!"

"No need to be polite!"

Jiang Haofeng waved his sleeves and helped Xuan Jiang up. "How do you feel?"

Hearing this, Xuan Jiang smiled: "To reply to the ancestor, this feeling is better than ever before. I was already in the fifth stage of decay and was about to return to the underworld, but today I feel like I have been reborn!"

"No more sense of old age, no more sense of decay!"

Jiang Haofeng nodded with satisfaction, "That's good!"

Then he spoke again: "How much cultivation do you have left?"

"To reply to the ancestor, your cultivation is only 10% of the original, and you have regressed from the peak of Xuanxian to the early stage of Xuanxian. However, this level of cultivation has been condensed much more than before. Although your cultivation has regressed, with your current cultivation level, even if it is only the early stage of Xuanxian, your strength should be no different from the previous late stage of Xuanxian, and you have 80% of the strength of your prime period!" Xuanjiang said with a look of surprise.

Then a trace of regret appeared on Xuan Jiang's face. If he could continue to practice, with his current condensed body, he would definitely be able to practice to above the Golden Immortal level. Unfortunately, from now on, his cultivation would not improve at all.

Jiang Haofeng also showed a hint of surprise on his face. Yes, the magic power after condensation is naturally much stronger than the original magic power. It is already very good to have 80% of the original strength.

Jiang Haofeng looked at Xuan Jiang in front of him and asked again: "How far can you stay away from the Holy Sword now? Does it affect your strength?" Xuan Jiang sensed it and then said: "In theory, as long as it is a place covered by the luck of the human race, I can go there, but the farther away from the Holy Sword, the lower my strength. How far away from the Holy Sword I can be depends on the cultivation of the sword spirit!"

"My strength has now been integrated into the Holy Sword. Every move I make requires the Holy Sword to provide me with mana. If I am too far away, the Holy Sword's mana will not be able to keep up."

"With the current power of the Holy Sword and my cultivation, my strength will not be affected if the radius does not exceed a hundred miles. But if it exceeds this range, my strength will decrease. Once it exceeds ten thousand miles, I am afraid it will immediately dissipate and revive in the Holy Sword!"

Jiang Haofeng nodded. As expected, the Holy Sword of Humanity that he deduced was still not as good as the Heavenly Book of the Gods. But fortunately, it was already beyond his expectations to have such power.

Then he turned to look at Xuan Jiang and said, "Okay, I understand. Although I cannot improve my cultivation by an inch after becoming a sword spirit, I can still practice my magical powers. It's considered something to do."

"You are alone now, but after a while, when new people come, you won't be alone anymore."

"Yes, ancestor!" Xuan Jiang on the side nodded immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Haofeng was about to leave when he saw a flash of red mysterious light in the void, which eventually merged into the altar. A moment later, another sword spirit in the early stage of Xuanxian appeared in front of Jiang Haofeng.

Jiang Haofeng nodded slightly, feeling relieved in his heart.

In the hidden veins, there are many Xuanxian cultivators who are about to reach their limit but are unable to break through to the Golden Immortal level. Now with the Holy Sword of Humanity, they have a place to stay.

After Jiang Haofeng left, streaks of red mysterious light streaked across the void and merged into the holy sword. In the blink of an eye, the number of sword spirits in the holy sword exceeded a thousand, and the number was increasing.

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Ten days later, the Hidden Veins, no, it should be the Fire Guards, were divided into groups and the situation was reported to Jiang Haofeng.

Jiang Haofeng looked at the list in front of him with a look of satisfaction on his face. Yes, it was much better than he had imagined. Among the 100,000 Golden Immortals, excluding the 8,000 people of the Disha Army, the remaining 90,000 Golden Immortals had nearly 80,000 people formed into teams of five and 25 people, and only less than 10,000 people acted alone, or in teams of two or three.

very good!

In this way, if a war breaks out, at least 180 large formations can be formed, with the combat power of 180 Daluo Jinxian. Moreover, the remaining 10,000 Jinxian have also practiced battle formations and can form battle formations at critical moments, even if the power is a little weaker!

Jiang Haofeng left the list of these Golden Immortals, then thought for a moment and summoned the elders of the Hidden Vein again.

Of course, this time only the elders within the hidden veins were summoned, and the elders within the visible veins were not summoned.

Less than ten days later, a group of elders from the Hidden Vein clan were called over again. Everyone looked at Jiang Haofeng in surprise, but given Jiang Haofeng's status in the Hidden Vein clan, no one had any objection and they waited for Jiang Haofeng's next words.

Jiang Haofeng raised his hand and a mysterious light flashed. An image of black armor appeared in the void. The armor was pitch black and composed of scales like fish scales. The entire armor looked majestic. At first glance, a solemn and majestic atmosphere came to the face.

Looking at the armor in front of them, the elders immediately showed surprise on their faces.

"What a mighty armor!" Haoying's eyes lit up and he said in surprise!

(End of this chapter)