I am the snake demon!

Chapter 104 The Treasures of the Goddess of Lightning

"The underground palace is scorching hot, filled with magma. Those of you descending into the palace must wear these ice-silk garments to withstand the intense heat."

After leaving Sword Pavilion, Qiu Linyuan had several silver coats brought to him, and a chilling aura emanated from them.

Thank you for your trouble.

Bai Xuan took the Ice Silk Robe and draped it over his body. A faint layer of cold air enveloped him, providing insulation between the inside and outside.

The others also put it on.

After everyone had put on the protective clothing, Qiu Linyuan led the way, guiding them through a small door and then straight down, where a wave of intense heat swept over them.

Xu Yushuang and the others, who had initially felt cold and somewhat uncomfortable after putting on the Ice Silk Robe, now understood its necessity.

Bai Xuan was unaffected by heat or cold, and instead felt that he was getting closer and closer to that pure power.

Continuing downhill, the road ahead suddenly brightened.

Many swordsmiths were forging famous swords shirtless, the air thick with heat, and the sound of hammers striking each other was incessant.

Even when Qiu Linyuan, the manor lord, arrived, the many swordsmiths acted as if they didn't see him and went about their own business.

"Those here are all swordsmiths who are dedicated to the art of sword making. Your Highness, please don't be offended," Qiu Linyuan explained from the side, fearing that Bai Xuan would be dissatisfied.

"Throughout history, there have always been many eccentrics and extraordinary individuals. Don't worry about them. Where is the sword?" Bai Xuan asked.

"It's just ahead, in the lava."

Qiu Linyuan led the way, with Bai Xuan following closely behind. Passing through the crowd of generals, they saw a large magma pool, several acres in size, inside the underground palace. Thick steam rose continuously from the pool, radiating a scorching heat.

And right there in this scorching magma, two ancient swords lay silently in the center.

The two swords have a unique design.

The sword was pure white, emitting a faint red glow under the reflection of the lava. Although most of the blade was hidden beneath the lava, with only the hilt exposed, the hilt was elegantly designed, suggesting that the sword beneath the lava must be of exceptional quality.

The other sword, on the other hand, was completely black, with an indistinct appearance and no decoration whatsoever. From a purely aesthetic point of view, this sword was utterly unremarkable.

"These two swords are the result of my painstaking craftsmanship. The white sword is called 'Moonlit Breath,' forged from rare iron sourced from overseas. It is three feet three inches long and weighs six pounds four ounces. Its light is like water, and it can draw upon the power of moonlight to fight. It is light and swift, and can enhance a swordsman's sword energy. The black sword is called 'Abyss of Eclipse,' similar to the Wudang True Martial Sword. Both are forged from black iron. It is three feet seven inches long, but weighs eighty-one pounds. Only those with innate superhuman strength can wield it. Your Highness, are you satisfied?" Qiu Linyuan asked.

After mastering martial arts, one can greatly increase their strength by fully utilizing their inner energy.

Even a martial artist at the seventh realm can wield the sword, but if they encounter a martial artist of the same realm and become locked in a stalemate, their true energy will be rapidly depleted. In the end, the sword in their hand will not only fail to become an aid but will also become an obstacle.

Therefore, out of professional swordsmith ethics, Qiu Linyuan still had to remind Bai Xuan.

"Only those with innate divine power can wield it? Isn't that specially made for me?" Bai Xuan chuckled, his thoughts surging, the Trapping Character Seal changing, and a soul-stirring pressure surged, landing directly on the Erosion Abyss Sword.

Instantly, the light of the Abyss Sword shone brightly, rising straight from the magma. A vast and powerful aura erupted from the sword, causing the entire magma to tremble violently. The surrounding iron chains vibrated, and the many swords that had already been forged began to hum.

Inside the sword case that Gao Feng was carrying, the three swords Zhuxian, Luxian, and Juexian also hummed and began to stir restlessly.

"out!"

Seeing this, Bai Xuan's lips curled up slightly, and he gave a soft shout.

Instantly, the sword hummed, and the sword box on Gao Feng's back opened naturally, with three swords soaring into the air and flying to Bai Xuan's side.

Four flying swords circled around Bai Xuan, and the four completely different array seals of killing, trapping, and annihilating were linked together in a special way, instantly forming an array that shook the void, causing the primordial energy of heaven and earth to surge, and a terrifying sword intent swept through the underground palace.

Inside the underground palace, many swordsmiths sensed this and stopped what they were doing, staring in astonishment at the Erosion Sword floating in mid-air.

"Unexpectedly, before the Sword Appreciation Ceremony even arrived, the Abyss had already found its master!" a swordsmith exclaimed.

"Not only is it the Abyss of Erosion, but there are also the Cloud-Cutting Sword, the Suspended Soul Sword, and the Reverse Scale Sword. All of them are famous swords. I never expected that this young man could obtain four of them. Moreover, the four swords can be formed into a sword formation, which is even more extraordinary. This young man is probably a formation master." A burly swordsmith looked at the four swords around Bai Xuan and exclaimed with amazement in his eyes.

"Why think about these things? What does it have to do with you? Focus on forging swords and strive to surpass the Master one day." Among the many swordsmiths, an old man with white hair and beard said sternly.

The old man seemed to have great authority, which made the other swordsmiths dare not talk much.

The old man did not look away, but kept staring at Bai Xuan, his eyes filled with undisguised amazement.

The underground palace is mostly populated by swordsmiths, but there are still some who can make decisions.

He was Qiu Linyuan's uncle and knew about the arrival of the Prince of Zhenbei.

So young, surrounded by beauties, and possessing four famous swords—who else could it be but the Prince of Zhenbei?

Compared to famous swords, this sword formation is even more extraordinary, and it vaguely feels no less powerful than the sword formation of their Hidden Sword Manor.

Even its killing intent was greater than before, which surprised him secretly, as he had never heard of a new sword formation appearing in the martial arts world.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, on obtaining the precious sword," Qiu Linyuan congratulated, also feeling relieved that everything was finally resolved.

"I also want to thank Master Qiu for his sword-forging skills. However, I have some questions. Why was the sword placed in lava after it was successfully forged?" Bai Xuan asked.

"This is because this lava is unique. Forging a superior sword is no easy task. The material of the sword itself, the craftsman's skill, and the fire and water used in the forging all have their own requirements. This lava can temper the sword to the greatest extent, remove its impurities, and even slowly enhance its spirituality."

"Back then, the patriarch of my Hidden Sword Manor discovered this magma and forged the Crimson Sky Sword, thus establishing Hidden Sword Manor here. Therefore, after the sword is forged, it must also be placed in the magma," Qiu Linyuan explained.

"So that's how it is. No wonder I sensed a similar aura to Chi Qiong before arriving at this lava." Bai Xuan smiled faintly, thinking that his senses were indeed correct. He then channeled his divine sense deep into the lava.

A fiery intensity, yet also imbued with domineering power.

Bai Xuan felt increasingly uneasy. The heat was like fire, but the domineering nature was not like fire; rather, it was like thunder.

The divine sense could reach a hundred feet.

After continuous exploration, he finally sensed a palm-sized object, resembling a mirror but not quite, in the core of the magma. Sensing it with his divine sense, a golden light struck his mind like a thunderbolt. Bai Xuan's body trembled slightly, and then his eyes shone with unprecedented joy.

I only wanted to get a sword, but I never expected to encounter this thing.

The treasure of the Goddess of Lightning, the Mirror of Four Symbols.