I picked up the scattered attributes

But there was no one in front of them.

Upon reaching this point, the sword curtain formed by the black sword could no longer hold up, flickering between light and shadow, leaving only a thin layer that seemed ready to be shattered at any moment by the sword light from outside.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, is your sword still sturdy?"

Lu Zhe glanced at Feng Xia with a pounding heart: "If we can't hold on..."

Generally speaking, the higher one's skill in swordsmanship, the deeper one can go in the Starry Sky Sword World.

Once it exceeds the range of its ability, it will be teleported to the entrance to avoid being completely swallowed by the sword light.

Therefore, while there may be injuries in the Star Sword Realm, deaths are rare.

But very few doesn't mean none.

There was a student who once tried to use trickery to forcibly reach an inaccessible depth, but before the Starry Sword Realm could rescue him, his soul was torn apart by the sword light.

By the time the teachers from the Holy Palace arrived, the student's body was already cold.

His current situation is actually quite similar to that of others.

The sword light here is already capable of severely injuring the primordial spirit of a demigod. He is not a sword cultivator, so if Feng Xia can't hold on, he will probably be killed on the spot in an instant!

I followed Feng Xia here to show my attitude.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, there is no need to worry. I can still hold on."

Feng Xia's listless reply only made Lu Zhe more worried.

The three continued forward when suddenly a piercing crack was heard. The sword curtain formed by the black sword was torn open, leaving a huge gap!

Lu Zhe's expression changed drastically in an instant: "Oh no!"

He was filled with deep regret.

As expected, after the Wind God was inexplicably injured, his swordsmanship also regressed. Logically, he should have been able to hold on until the end, but here, his defense was broken.

Outside, a dreamlike, ethereal sword light poured in from above.

"My life is over—" Lu Zhe closed his eyes in despair.

However, a long time passed, and the sense of despair from death still did not arrive.

In a daze, Lu Zhe cautiously opened his eyes, looked around, and froze on the spot: "How...how come there are two swords?"

The black swords flying around them had somehow appeared again!

Two black swords darted through the void, instantly stabilizing the sword curtain that was on the verge of collapse.

Relieved, Lu Zhe suddenly felt a strange unease: "Fellow Daoist Feng, how many of these swords do you have left?"

"There are only a few left," Feng Xia said breathlessly. "About a dozen or so..."

Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Lu Zhe thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

But as soon as Feng Xia uttered the second half of his sentence, he almost bit his tongue off: "There are still... a dozen or so?!"

The black sword is undoubtedly a very powerful artifact, and after being refined day and night by sword cultivators, it can definitely be called a true divine sword and a divine weapon of the sword path!

Even one of these swords would be too many, so how did Feng Xia manage to forge more than a dozen?

—What he didn’t know was that Feng Xia had been stuck at the perfect level of the Divine Palace Realm for ten years, during which time he had tried almost every possible means to break through.

Forging one's own divine artifact is one of them.

Of the black swords Feng Xia possesses, only one is a divine sword that has been planted in the Xuan Tian Battlefield for seven hundred years and has undergone countless trials. It is hailed by the Eastern Emperor Continent as a divine artifact with the power to break through boundaries.

The remaining sub-swords were all forged by him later.

Although the materials and techniques are exactly the same, the lack of tempering and refining means that while there is not much difference in power compared to the real main sword, it is far inferior in spirituality.

"Yes... there really aren't many left..."

"I……"

Faced with Feng Xia's weak reply, only five words remained in Lu Zhe's mind, one after another popping out:

I believe you!

That old scoundrel surnamed Feng is wicked!

"Almost there...almost there..."

Compared to Lu Zhe and Tai Shang's fear, Feng Xia's eyes were becoming increasingly bright, with flashes of dazzling sword light occasionally appearing in his eyes.

He had secretly tried to prevent the Star Sword Realm from dropping attribute orbs.

Therefore, he could only use this method to continuously perceive and analyze the Starry Sword Realm, absorb the principles from the sword light outside, and use them to improve his swordsmanship!

“I am not a true sword cultivator, nor do I possess a pure sword will. In this situation, it has become an advantage, whereas the sword god of the Xuanhuang Sacred Palace cannot.”

Feng Xia couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Of course, he was also well aware that this situation rarely occurs.

Apart from him, most living beings would consider it an extraordinary achievement if they could cultivate a single path to the level of a god throughout their lives.

Therefore, a sword cultivator is a sword cultivator, and a saber cultivator is a saber cultivator.

It's rare for multiple paths to advance simultaneously, let alone for Feng Xia to cultivate on far more than just one or two paths!

"If my calculations are correct, we will soon reach the end of the Star Sword Realm. The remains of that God Lord should still be there!"

A premonition arose faintly in the summer breeze.

The moment he reaches the end of the Starry Sword Realm, his swordsmanship will enter the second level!

The first level of swordsmanship stirs up a thousand-year calamity.

Feng Xia thought to himself, "I wonder what my second level of swordsmanship will look like."

Just then, the Supreme Being behind him suddenly twitched his nose: "Wait a moment, I sense something's not right... there seems to be demonic energy ahead!"

"Is there an eerie aura?"

Lu Zhe and Feng Xia exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

In the Star Sword Realm, the way of the sword flourishes, and it is said that any evil spirits would be completely wiped out and would not exist at all!

What's even stranger is that even Feng Xia didn't sense the demonic aura, but Tai Shang did.

"I was born from corpses, a natural-born corpse demon, so my perception of this kind of aura is extremely acute," Taishang added.

"Corpse demon?"

Lu Zhe's gaze sharpened, and his expression toward the Supreme Being became more serious.

If the Supreme Elder hadn't told him personally, he wouldn't have realized at all that the attendant pushing Feng Xia's wheelchair was actually a corpse demon!

"Even I couldn't see through his true form. Was it because Fellow Daoist Feng concealed it for him, or is this fool's cultivation actually above mine?"

Lu Zhe's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

His cultivation level is considered to be above average among demigods. The Supreme Being's cultivation level is above his. Doesn't that mean that even a pusher in Fengxia could be a top-tier demigod?

So, Feng Xia, who had a top-tier demigod pushing his wheelchair...

"Fellow Daoist Feng, what level has his cultivation reached? And why does he look like he's on the verge of death? Who is this powerful being who injured him to such an extent?"

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from ahead!

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Chapter 0898

"The source of the demonic energy is just ahead!"

The Supreme Being's voice came again, this time with a hint of solemnity: "A terrifying demonic aura, and a strong corpse aura... My senses are not wrong, there is a terrifying corpse demon here!"

Feng Xia quietly withdrew his divine sense, raised his state to its peak, and stopped the death energy from overflowing from his body. He said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Lu, it's time to prepare for battle."

Lu Zhe's expression changed slightly; he seemed to have realized something.

However, the elder of the Xuanhuang Sacred Mansion did not speak aloud. Instead, he calmly nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Feng, if you are not going to let go of your inhibitions, then you don't need to worry about me. Let go of your protection of me, and you will be able to unleash your full power!"

He would never forget that the main reason he was able to penetrate deep into the Starry Sky Sword Realm was because of Feng Xia's sword barrier protecting him.

With three people around, Feng Xia experiences three times the pressure of someone alone!

"This little bit of pressure is nothing at all."

Feng Xia shook his head solemnly. Even as their consciousnesses communicated, they did not stop moving forward. Therefore, at this moment, he finally sensed the demonic aura!

Roar--

Suddenly, another roar came from ahead!

"The truly terrifying thing is that corpse demon. If I'm not mistaken, that corpse demon is quite likely to be..." Feng Xia stopped abruptly.

Amidst the dreamlike sword light ahead, a shadow suddenly burst forth!

Its speed was so fast that it appeared in front of Lu Zhe in the blink of an eye.

"scare--"

The monster in the shadows howled, its demonic and corpse aura mingling with the eerie wind, as it viciously lunged at Lu Zhe's chest.

Caught off guard, Lu Zhe was struck as if by lightning. Several claw marks were scratched on his chest, the wounds so deep that the bone was almost visible!