Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

The Taotie, with its ears drooping, took two steps back.

You bad guys, don't even think about making me lead the way on adventures again.

"I'll try!"

The Fiora, who had been standing silently to the side, her mind racing with countless guesses, finally decided to make her move.

The sword immortal formed hand seals, emanating a mysterious and sharp aura.

He gazed at the endless abyss before him and smiled serenely.

As she focused her mind, a blood-red magic sword suddenly appeared in her hand.

The magic sword emitted a strong red light, accompanied by a chilling sword intent.

Without hesitation, the female swordswoman drew her sword, and red light burst forth from the blade, shooting into the terrifying, endless abyss like fire and lightning.

The crimson sword light enveloped everything, illuminating the dark abyss.

The power of the sword immortal erupted in the sword intent, as if transforming into a sharp sword, challenging the terror of the abyss.

However, the crimson sword intent appeared weak and insignificant in the face of the endless abyss.

Darkness spread like a demonic hand, slowly devouring the crimson sword light.

Despite the Fiora's incredibly powerful sword intent, she was unable to resist the corrosive power of darkness.

The red light gradually dimmed, and the Fiora's expression became solemn.

The terrifying darkness of the endless abyss mercilessly devoured her blood-red magic sword, submerging its sword intent in the boundless dark world.

"Five swords united as one, swiftly!"

She gently bit her lip, and then unleashed one of her trump cards so far.

Sword intent permeated the entire black hole, mingling with the black aura.

Chapter 192 [Finding the Yellow Springs Sword]

Despite employing every possible method and displaying overwhelming sword intent, the Sword Maiden ultimately failed to penetrate her defenses.

But she was basically certain in her heart that the endless abyss before her was a sword.

This feeling comes from nowhere, and there is no evidence to support it.

It's just innate intuition.

It's more like a resonance of being born to be a sword.

His figure retreated rather than landed beside the group, his white robes fluttering, and the blood-red spirit sword in his hand trembling slightly.

Upon examining the area between the thumb and forefinger of his palm, fresh blood was already seeping out.

"Didn't you say this was a sword? How come even you can't handle it?" Hei Liuli asked in a low voice as she approached.

Among the people present, if we were to discuss understanding and mastery of the sword, or talent in swordsmanship, this elegant white-clad swordswoman would be unmatched.

Or rather, few geniuses in the world can compare to him.

"I don't know, I feel like it doesn't suit me, so it doesn't want to talk to me."

The Fiora sheathed her sword and stood there, looking down at the blood flowing from the split between her thumb and forefinger, her brows furrowing slightly.

This was the first time she had suffered a loss in swordsmanship, and the first time she had encountered a situation where she could not obtain a precious sword.

Although the force of repulsion was not strong, the attitude seemed resolute and unyielding.

It has become spiritually aware, possesses its own wisdom, and makes its own choices.

"You mean this is a Chaos Treasure?" Black Glaze's eyes lit up.

As a demon saintess, she naturally possessed powerful magical artifacts and various life-saving runes.

However, such Chaos Treasures are rare and hard to come by.

At its peak, the Demon Clan possessed ten Chaos Treasures, making it the force with the most Chaos Treasures in the entire world.

Only later...

Most of these Chaos Treasures have now disappeared or been destroyed, reduced to half-step Chaos Treasures or even lower-level treasures.

"Great God Taotie, that's an extremely rare and precious Chaos Treasure. If you were to devour and refine it, you would definitely gain a significant amount of cultivation power..."

“…That makes sense!” Taotie looked at the endless black hole with its eyes shining.

Chaotic spiritual treasures are naturally desirable to everyone.

"Young master, could this be one of the legendary two Chaos Treasures, Biluo or Huangquan?"

Wherever Orange's gaze fell, the black aura appeared in a different form. It was not simply a dark aura, but a pure power of the Yellow Springs.

The Yellow Springs is a legendary underworld, signifying death and the netherworld.

When people enter the underworld, they will be shrouded in a hazy darkness.

There is no sunlight here, only a gloomy gray.

A cold wind howled past, making people shiver involuntarily.

The land of the underworld is barren and lifeless.

A patch of withered grass and trees lay scattered across the desolate land, adding to the bleak atmosphere of the entire place.

Will-o'-the-wisps danced in the air, shimmering with a deep and cold light.

Deep within the underworld lies a dark river known as the River Styx. Its waters are as black as ink, flowing heavily and slowly.

People believed that only by crossing the River Styx could one truly enter the realm of the dead.

But it was an insurmountable river, blocking the mortals' way home.

The underworld exudes a strong aura of death, permeating the air.

A sense of oppression and sorrow enveloped my heart, making me feel the endless chill of death.

In this mysterious underworld, ghosts who enter are often plagued by fear and disorientation.

The underworld is a place where life and death meet, filled with mystery and the unknown.

The Yellow Springs Sword is said to have been forged from concentrated essence of the Yellow Springs.

Its level of terror is self-evident.

Orange has a pure heart and few distracting thoughts. Most of the time, she can see, hear, witness, and think about things that ordinary people tend to overlook.

After she said that, the group fell silent, all of them suddenly realizing something.

The thing before my eyes seems to truly be the meaning of the netherworld.

"According to the 'General History of the Qian Yuan Era,' the netherworld and the underworld are inseparable and complement each other. If this is indeed one of them, then it means that the other one is also nearby."

Fan Qingyi spoke calmly, as he could almost recite the extraordinary book, the General History of the Qian Yuan Dynasty, from memory.

Of course, the author of this extraordinary book has always been a mystery.

All that is known is that his pen name is: You are a time traveler.

Yet no one has ever seen his real face.

But I imagine he must have been an extremely handsome and dashing man, a man of extraordinary talent who knew everything from astronomy and geography to the vastness of the world.

The book "Qian Yuan Tong Shi" is updated with a new version every year, which adds some new extraordinary people and events, or rare treasures.

It records and documents almost everything.

"I'll give it a try!" Taotie finally couldn't resist the temptation of this delicacy and decided to step forward and test its power.

Taotie, a legendary evil beast, is a representative of dark forces.

It was enormous, with skin as hard as blue stone, teeth like sharp blades, eyes like blood-red demonic flames, and limbs strong and powerful.

It reeks of a nauseating stench and is filled with an aura of evil.

The Yellow Springs Sword, compared to this, seems to be no better; both are synonymous with evil.

The endless black hole glowed with a faint black light, its patterns as desolate and mysterious as dragon scales.

The two clashed, and the collision triggered an unprecedented and unparalleled battle.

The Taotie opened its blood-red maw, seemingly about to suck the black abyss into its body.

Its claws and fangs ripped through the air, attempting to tear space apart.

Under immense pressure, the endless abyss finally transformed into the Yellow Springs Sword.

It transformed into a yellow light, its sword light dancing like a dragon soaring, like an eternal broom sweeping away the Taotie's dark power.

As the two continued to clash, the power of the Taotie gradually weakened, and it was suppressed by the black energy of the Yellow Spring Sword.

The black energy suddenly erupted, blasting the Taotie away.

The phantom of the Taotie's body shattered into countless fragments, which scattered like ashes, emanating from the darkness.

A miniature version of the Taotie, a wild dog, falls from the sky and plunges into the soil, forming the perfect pose for pulling up a radish.

You people, don't even think about making me lead the charge again!