sovbooks Chapter 152: The Third Realm of Divine Power
Chapter 152: The Third Realm of Divine Power
A divine sword has recognized its master?!
Chu Hanwei's expression changed drastically. Something was wrong! Suddenly, her expression changed again.
This person was the former owner of the divine sword!
"You must be the current owner of the Xuan Tian Sword? I never expected you to be a little girl."
The Yangming Divine Sword was obedient and docile in the Demon Lord's hands. The Demon Lord's expression was somewhat wistful as he looked at Chu Hanwei with great interest.
Chu Hanwei did not speak, but secretly tried to communicate with the divine sword. However, a powerful force blocked her way, suppressing her will.
Mo Tianhe, who had stood up, couldn't help but ask, "He can control a divine sword? Is he really Senior Wang Tian?"
He wasn't alone in sharing this thought, especially Dao Yuanzi and others. They were well aware of the origins of the Yangming Divine Sword.
This sword was originally passed down from Wang Tian to Wang Yangming. It is the treasure of the Xuantian Sect and was once called the Xuantian Sword!
"Master, how could you... have been tainted by demonic energy?"
Dao Yuanzi finally suppressed his shock and carefully chose his tone before asking.
The Demon Lord smiled without answering, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, a barely perceptible hint of amusement in his expression. He then stepped out of the black hole with his hands behind his back. Once he was completely gone, the black hole instantly shrank into a singularity, hovering in mid-air.
"Yuanzhi, your blood and qi have reached the limit of the Body Refinement Realm, and you have even triggered a spiritual phenomenon. I knew I was right about you."
The Demon Lord walked up to Dao Yuanzi and suddenly patted him on the shoulder. A middle-aged man patting the shoulder of a white-haired old man as if comforting a junior seemed particularly inappropriate.
Caught off guard, Dao Yuanzi quickly bowed and clasped his hands in greeting: "I dare not forget Master's teachings. I have always cultivated diligently and have never slacked off for a moment."
The Demon Lord smiled, noticing the curious gazes of the others, and then spoke:
"At the sixth level of Body Refinement, one reaches the pinnacle of Qi and Blood, transforming into spiritual power. With the unity of Qi, Blood, and Spirit, one transcends the mortal realm and ascends to the third level of Divine Power!"
"From now on, I will eat the blue sky at dawn and the evening glow at dusk, and roam freely as I please."
"His lifespan will increase by five hundred years, and he will once again roam the world."
Upon hearing these words, the others' eyes lit up, and their faces all showed longing!
Peak of Qi and Blood, Transformation of Spirit, Unity of Qi, Blood, and Spirit
Is this the method to break through to the Body Refinement Realm? And there are also three realms of supernatural powers! It can even add five hundred years to one's lifespan!
Hong Ri trembled with excitement. His lifespan was already nearly exhausted, and if he could break through to the third realm of supernatural powers, he could borrow another five hundred years from heaven! He immediately took two steps forward, walked to the Demon Lord, and pleaded:
"Senior, please instruct us on how to leave the former territory of Wei and Zhao!"
This statement perfectly expresses the sentiments of many. More than three hundred years have passed; even if Senior Wang Tian hasn't found the way out, he must possess far more clues than they do.
Seeing this, Dao Yuanzi hesitated to speak, while his attention was also drawn to the intense demonic aura emanating from the Demon Lord.
"There is, of course, a way to leave."
Just then, the Demon Lord raised his hands, and endless demonic energy surged out from his body.
The sudden change startled many people, and Dao Yuanzi subconsciously activated his internal energy to try to resist.
However, this demonic energy did not corrupt them; instead, it condensed into a map in mid-air.
This map is very similar to the one Dao Yuanzi just created, except that there are clearer directional markings after arriving at Fallen Valley.
The Valley of Fallen Souls spans thousands of miles and contains countless dangerous places. A winding road extends from the entrance of the valley to the depths of the valley floor, with the words "Sealed Rift" marked at the end.
The Demon Lord explained, "The Demon-Sealing Array connects heaven and earth, suppressing the old lands of Wei and Zhao for countless years. It is as difficult as ascending to heaven to destroy it by human power. But time is the sharpest blade. Deep within the Valley of Fallen Souls lies a gap in the seal. On the first yang day of each month, the gap will stabilize, forming a passage to the Sunset Marshland."
Those present stared intently at the map in mid-air, memorizing every detail.
Hongri immediately bowed and thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."
"You should head there as soon as possible and leave the old lands of Wei and Zhao." The Demon Lord swept his gaze over the crowd and slowly put away the map in mid-air.
"No!"
Dao Yuanzi suddenly shouted, his expression agitated: "The chaos caused by demons has not yet subsided. If we leave, who will protect the human race of Great Wei!"
Upon hearing this, many people realized what was happening.
Yes! They're gone, what will become of the Great Wei human race?
The Valley of Desolation is full of dangerous places, and it is impossible for anyone whose cultivation level is lower than the Refining Realm to get out.
Even if they were willing to escort ordinary people and low-level martial artists, how many could they actually send out?
Moreover, it can only be passed through one day a month, so very few people will eventually be able to leave.
Most likely, only a small number of people will be able to leave through the gaps in the seal, while the vast majority will be forced to remain in the old territory of Wei and Zhao.
By then, the high-level martial artists will have already left, and the remaining humans will be at the mercy of the demons.
"Master, why do you have demonic energy about you?!" Dao Yuanzi questioned again, a sharp glint in his aged eyes. Although he had been immersed in the emotions of reuniting with his master, he had not lost his judgment.
"Those who carry the aura of demons are demons!"
Chu Hanwei was still trying to retrieve the divine sword, her face icy cold, her frosty eyes fixed on the Demon Lord.
"How can you say that! How could a senior be a demon?" Hong Ri couldn't help but retort. He had finally seen a glimmer of hope for leaving and was unwilling to believe that all of this was fake.
To everyone's surprise, the Demon Lord did not respond to their argument. Instead, his body slowly rose into the air, returning to the location of the singularity. With a soft "click," the black hole reappeared.
Before stepping into the black hole, the Demon Lord turned around and said calmly:
"Wang Tian is the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord is also Wang Tian. You cannot stop the Demon Clan's overwhelming power. Out of consideration for past relations, I sent you this map. Leave as soon as possible..."
Leaving these words behind, the Demon Lord vanished into thin air along with the black hole.
A fierce wind swept across their faces from high above. Their previous protective shields had been shattered and were now powerless to stop the onslaught.
A white cloud drifted by and crashed into the pavilion, instantly enveloping the place in mist.
The Demon Lord did not take the Yangming Divine Sword with him. Chu Hanwei raised her hand, and the sword flew back to her hand on its own. However, she felt no joy at all, only a tightness in her chest.
Seeing everyone remain silent, Chu Han spoke in a slightly cold voice: "Uncles, the Demon Lord is the leader of all demons; do not be deceived by him!"
No one responded to her.
"well--"
Dao Yuanzi let out a sigh, filled with bitterness and confusion.
Hongri left without saying a word.
He was going to investigate the map left by the Demon Lord to confirm whether there truly was a way out of the Valley of Desolation. Someone guessed Hong Ri's intentions and immediately followed. In the blink of an eye, nearly half the people on the pavilion had disappeared.
As the sun sank lower, dusk fell. The evening glow bathed everyone's heads, and Dao Yuanzi turned around in a daze, only to find Chu Hanwei and his personal disciple Mo Tianhe remaining behind him.
"Uncle-Master, you must not believe the words of demons!" Chu Hanwei's expression remained cold as he reminded him again.
Dao Yuanzi smiled, a bitter smile tinged with sadness, and sighed as he said:
"Alright, I'm not as dejected as you think. That person was indeed Master, but something seems to have happened to him; he's completely different from before. Although we don't know the specific reason yet, we should be prepared."
A resolute light gradually appeared in Dao Yuanzi's cloudy old eyes.
A true hero is one who overthrows the god within his heart.
He noticed that Chu Hanwei was gripping the Yangming Divine Sword too tightly, her knuckles trembling slightly, so he spoke up to comfort her:
"The Yangming Divine Sword was originally brought by Master and was formerly known as the Xuantian Sword. It was later passed on to your senior uncle. You have not yet fully refined the divine sword and are currently being temporarily controlled by Master, which is truly unavoidable."
"Go to the Demon-Suppressing Pool, and use your own blood and essence to cleanse the divine sword, thus completing its refinement ahead of schedule."
Chu Han nodded slightly: "Okay."