Borrowing a sword

Chapter 329 The Evil Sword Battles the Ancestral Emperor

The evil sword of a thousand years has appeared in the world today.

It remains the same as always—looking down on everyone equally.

Including the so-called ancestral emperor of the Moon Kingdom!

The four strands of Emperor's divine sense within Qin Xuanxiao's body seemed to have nowhere to hide from it.

The other party's attitude horrified Prince Rui.

After all, although the Ancestral Emperor has been gone for hundreds of years, the position of these few wisps of divine thought is still there, which shows how powerful they are!
Moreover, one of the wisps of divine thought within him was the most important main soul among the ten wisps!

But what about in Xu Ziqing's eyes?
It seems that nothing matters.

Since the passing of the Dao Ancestor, there has been no one in this world who can suppress it.

All things considered, only that annoying kid ever made me suffer a setback.

Forget about the Ancestral Emperor or anything like that, or the Nine Realms of Great Perfection.

If all nine restrictions on the Evil Sword are lifted, even a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Ninth Realm can slay it!

Back then, even when several ninth-realm experts attacked together, they still couldn't suppress it.

More importantly, Xu Ziqing did not make a move immediately after floating in the air with his sword.

It's waiting.

Or rather, they disdain to take action at this time.

Qin Xuanxiao only heard a sigh echo in his mind.

That sigh carried a sense of the vicissitudes of time.

"well--."

"After all these years, it's time to get out and stretch our muscles."

This made him realize that he should take the pill.

Next, all I need to do is...
—Please let the ancestor possess you!

In an instant, four strands of divine thought enveloped Qin Xuanxiao's entire sea of ​​consciousness!
A blood-red barrier enveloped his sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, Qin Xuanxiao lost all control of his body.

However, he did not fall into a brief slumber like Xu Ziqing.

He was conscious, and his consciousness could still perceive the situation in the outside world.

However, he went from being a participant to an observer.

On the arena, Qin Xuanxiao wore a long purple-black robe.

Ever since he wore the same outfit as Chu Huaixu, he immediately sought out a master craftsman to modify the design upon returning to the country.

At this moment, many people felt that the Crown Prince had become a completely different person.

His eyes changed, and so did his demeanor.

He slowly raised the spear in his hand and glanced down at it.

This gun was originally Emperor Zudi's personal weapon.

This peerless expert, skilled in both spear and sword, once wielded this weapon and roamed the world freely.

His left hand slowly brushed over the gun, his eyes still carrying a hint of reminiscence.

Seeing this scene, Chu Huaixu knew in his heart: "Right now, everyone on the field is using substitutes."

On the high platform, the expressions of these top cultivators from the Xuanhuang Realm also changed slightly.

No one expected to witness such a scene in their lifetime.

In the East-West Continent Grand Competition of the Third Realm, we saw the Dao Ancestor Sword fight against the Moon Kingdom's Ancestral Emperor!
In fact, according to the official rules of the East-West Continental Tournament, such proxy fighting is not allowed.

Unfortunately, the purpose of the East-West Continent Grand Competition was to select the strongest in terms of overall strength within this realm to enter the Origin Spirit Realm.

As long as it looks acceptable on the surface, no one will delve into the details.

The most important thing is the great calamity of heaven and earth.

I made all these dumplings just for this little bit of vinegar!
If these two substitute fighters were at their peak back then, all the people on the platform combined wouldn't be enough to defeat them.

So much so that everyone held their breath and watched with lowered eyes.

Qin Xuanxiao, holding the Emperor Moon, floated into the air.

How could a dignified ancestor emperor accept others looking down on him from a high place?

Holding a bronze sword, Xu Ziqing also ascended into the sky.

Who would have thought that the first scene to unfold would be such a rather childish one?
So much so that even those on the high platform had to look up at it.

The first to make a move was the Ancestral Emperor.

At this moment, the illusory purple moon behind him was gradually solidifying.

No one knows what kind of secret technique this is, but it is constantly absorbing the national fortune of the capital!

This power of fortune will also be used by him through the illusory image of the purple moon.

Half of it entered the body, and the other half entered the superior spiritual artifact [Emperor Moon].

In addition, the purple moon phantom was also expanding continuously, and soon became tens of feet in size!
With a flick of the spear, purple flames streaked through the air.

In comparison, "Xu Ziqing's" side appears much more "simple".

Apart from the two streams of black and bluish-black energy swirling around the sword, there was nothing else.

Faced with the oncoming purple flames, he simply raised his hand and casually swung his sword.

There are no techniques or spells involved.

It's as simple as picking up a longsword and swinging it forward.

Chu Huaixu, watching from below, suddenly realized something.

"The bronze sword can be used as a substitute, but it doesn't know any magic!"

The previous competition for the title of leader of the Eastern Continent was also like this.

There's nothing that can be done; a sword spirit is ultimately just a sword spirit.

It is a sword in itself, yet it has never practiced swordsmanship!

This caused Chu Huaixu some confusion.

He found this contradictory.

He even felt that the character settings in "Borrowing a Sword" were contradictory.

Although he couldn't perform divination, he vaguely guessed something from this incident.

"If Xiao Xu's path to saving the world is purely based on this evil sword, then why does his character setting need to be [Comprehension 10]?"

"The biggest characteristic of 10 comprehension is that academic skills are incredibly fast, and can even be optimized on their own. In the later stages, they will definitely be able to create their own spells!"

"But this is completely useless when using Blade & Soul to boost your character."

"Unless it's later on"

He narrowed his eyes, guessing that the Dao Ancestor might have left a backup plan in the restrictions on the bronze sword. Or rather, there was another secret involved!

High in the air, the two substitute fighters were locked in a fierce battle.

The audience members looking up below began to question their own existence.

Are we really watching a grand competition of the Third Realm?

"This stance of fighting in the air, and this power, it's just like a battle between great cultivators!"

Yes, many people feel like they are watching a duel between great spiritual practitioners!

In fact, it has indeed come very close.

Chu Huaixu looked at the purple moon phantom behind Qin Xuanxiao and was surprised to find that it was using the nation's fortune to replenish the devouring of evil energy.

"Indeed, a country that occupies an entire continent possesses a formidable fortune, as vast as the ocean."

"Even if the evil energy is highly capable of devouring, it has only managed to open three restrictions so far."

"Moreover, this battle won't last long."

"In terms of total volume, it can only devour a very small portion in a short period of time."

"The ancestral emperor's family was vast and powerful; this is a fight fought with his own family fortune."

Chu Huaixu thought to himself, feeling a little envious.

He now thinks that it makes sense for players to jokingly call Qin Xuanxiao "Family Background 10".

What the hell are you, Batman of the Moon Kingdom, Bruce Wayne?!

However, he could also tell that the Ancestral Emperor was quite unaccustomed to using Qin Xuanxiao's body.

There's no way around it; he's too weak for that!
How can they be so weak?

The gun cores inside the body are all fake realms.

The founding emperor was naturally not comfortable with this.

But deep down, he began to feel an increasing urgency about possessing another's body.

Having been a ghost for hundreds of years, he thought that so much time had passed, and he wouldn't mind having a little more time; he was confident he had enough patience.

But now that I have a body, it's like a deadly, addictive poison!

He can breathe again.

I can feel my own heartbeat and my own pulse.

He regained his sense of touch, and his mouth could speak to people.

He felt the wind, he felt the temperature of the flames.

Even the pain he felt from the aftershocks was exhilarating!

"It feels so good to be alive!"

A glint of greed flashed in the Emperor's eyes.

This made him even more determined in his opinion.

"We must win this competition, and we must ensure that Xuanxiao refines the [Fragment of the Profound Yellow Origin] as soon as possible!"

"I simply cannot wait any longer!"

The next moment, the spear moved.

The moment this spear was drawn, even Xiahou Yue, the "Guardian of the Nation" on the high platform, couldn't help but sharpen his gaze.

"This is... the Ancestral Emperor's signature technique!"

"Heavenly-level spear technique—【Azure Moon Across the River】!"

Legend has it that back then, the spear's energy was like a cold moon stretching across the great river, its aura vast and boundless, hence the name.

And the mighty river, flowing ceaselessly, was stopped for a full ten breaths by this single shot.

Of course, Xu Ziqing had no reaction whatsoever to the legendary Heavenly-level magic.

What's with all this fancy stuff? I can't understand it at all!
The spirit of the bronze sword only knew that this strike was far stronger than the previous ones, nothing more.

The golden light on the boy's right palm began to become increasingly dazzling.

The two-colored aura surrounding the sword began to grow increasingly dense.

Only then did the sword spirit begin to actively control the evil energy, preventing it from absorbing the nation's fortune.

Instead, they all surged towards the spear energy, towards "Qin Xuanxiao"!
Seeing this scene, Chu Huaixu couldn't help but realize once again the flaws of the bronze sword.

Those major repairs on the platform probably realized it too.

This sword is inherently evil.

It rarely awakens, and its sole purpose is to devour!
After all, it had been locked up on the mountain for a thousand years, so it was naturally starving.

It doesn't act from a righteous perspective.

It is now controlling Xu Ziqing's body.

The nation's fortune is so delicious that it's busy devouring it.

As for the outcome of the current arena battle, it doesn't really care that much.

To put it simply, what does it have to do with Guan Jian?

What does this have to do with my sword?
The reason why the sword spirit turned its evil energy towards "Qin Xuanxiao" at this moment was simply because it also disliked the ancestral emperor.

Both the ghost and the evil sword were arrogant, so naturally they couldn't stand each other.

The reason why the bronze sword is suitable for conquering the [Original Spirit Realm] is simply because the small world within the Original Spirit Realm is both real and illusory.

The ancient trees that Chu Huaixu broke back then will be restored in no time; the illusory little world has its own self-healing function.

This little world, trapped between the real and the virtual, cannot be swallowed up.

So, the only beings that can be devoured by the evil energy there are the cultivators of Kunlun Cave Heaven.

It's okay if it doesn't obey, because it won't have a choice when the time comes.

Each monkey has its own way of being leashed.

This is how the evil sword is secured.

The ancestral emperor undoubtedly realized this very early on, so he allowed it to continuously absorb the nation's fortune.

But he didn't expect that the sword would stop enjoying the feast and instead set its sights on him.

The spear's energy pierced the sky, forming a rainbow bridge of blazing purple flames in the air.

But that violent and domineering power inspires awe.

Holding a bronze sword, Xu Ziqing once again swung the sword forward seemingly casually, but in reality, it was a very casual swing.

The sword touched the "rainbow bridge".

He kept walking forward, stepping into the air, and with each step he took, the "rainbow bridge" collapsed a little more.

(End of this chapter)