Hidden Dragon Fortress, arena!
Only The Sword Without Trace was truly focused on sword cultivation, and the only person who could achieve great things in the future.
Furthermore, Yu Haoran had just promised her that he would help her get rid of all obstacles in the Hidden Dragon Rankings. Therefore, the only person who could give the formation sword to her was The Sword Without Trace.
"That's right!" Facing Thaling's teasing question, Yu Haoran nodded and admitted without any embarrassment.
"Sure!" The Tower Spirit put away its playful smile and agreed solemnly.
After all, Yu Haoran had destroyed his Natal Sword on the day of his wedding and had a direct clash with his Sword Dao providence. He had basically severed all ties with his Sword Dao and sword.
Even if he had the hand seals that she taught him, he would be affected by the sword cultivation and could only use 30% to 40% of the formation sword's power. It would be better to give it to someone who was more suitable for it.
The Sword Without Trace, who was obsessed with sword cultivation, was the most suitable owner for the formation sword.
After receiving Thaling's agreement, Yu Haoran took out a blank jade slip from his storage ring and imprinted the sword control hand seals that Thaling had just taught him into the jade slip. Then, he wrapped the formation sword and the jade slip in front of The Sword Without Trace using Yuan Qi.
Without saying anything, The Sword Without Trace knew that Yu Haoran wanted to give him the small sword just by looking at him.
Even the top Revered Martial Artists on the spectator stands were jealous of the Limitless Godly Sword, but Yu Haoran gave it to him without batting an eyelid. The Sword Without Trace was deeply moved and instinctively wanted to reject it.
Firstly, the Limitless Godly Sword was very powerful and could help Yu Haoran deal with the upcoming battles, as well as Gu Sheng who could threaten him.
Secondly, giving such a precious treasure to himself would cause a misunderstanding with Qin Lingfei and affect the relationship between him and Qin Lingfei.
However, just as she was about to reject, the jade slip floating in front of her suddenly exploded and a trace of divine thought shot directly into her forehead.
Five seconds later, The Sword Without Trace looked up at Yu Haoran in the arena with an extremely shocked expression.
In addition to the hand seals to control the formation sword, Yu Haoran also introduced the true origin of the Limitless Godly Sword in detail according to Thaling's explanation, as well as its heaven-defying assistance in improving her sword cultivation and strength.
Therefore, knowing The Sword Without Trace's stubbornness to pursue sword cultivation, Yu Haoran believed that she would eventually accept the formation sword.
Since the treasure needed a suitable owner, Yu Haoran immediately took out the low-level Venerable Realm double-ringed saber and directly threw it to Wu Zhengjun who was below the arena.
Reaching out to grab the double-ringed saber thrown by Yu Haoran, Wu Zhengjun could not help but wave the double-ringed saber a few times due to the blood boiling sensation in his blood.
He did not use his yuan qi or soul power, nor did he use a trace of his physical strength, but the double-ringed saber emitted a blood-red light.
"Good saber, good saber!"
The double-ringed saber's unexpected reaction made Wu Zhengjun like it more and more. The more he liked it, the more he wanted to give it a new name.
Looking up at Yu Haoran in the arena, Wu Zhengjun thought of the scene of Lu Yuan's blood oath on the day of the wedding. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out three mouthfuls of blood on the double-ringed saber. Then, holding the saber hilt tightly with his left hand, he suddenly raised it to the sky.
"Casting the body with blood, devouring the soul, companionship as responsibility, life as defense. Now, I, Wu Zhengjun, bestow upon you the name of Blood Devouring. Accompany me to follow senior brother and kill all the people who deserve to be killed in this world. Slaughter all the people who deserve to be slaughtered in this world!"
Along with the name bestowed by Wu Zhengjun with his own blood, the double-ringed saber suddenly formed a strong suction force.
The strong suction force gradually turned into a traction force, and began to quickly gather the blood energy floating in the air.
At first, the amount of blood energy drawn was too little. Everyone present could only smell a faint smell of blood.
However, as the traction force spread wider and wider, more and more blood energy gathered. Wu Zhengjun, who was holding the double-ringed saber, was gradually enveloped by the blood energy.
After only three minutes, the area hundreds of meters around Wu Zhengjun had completely turned into a sea of blood. Yu Haoran also had to retreat to the edge of the arena.
At the same time, the ranking list that was affected by the blood energy in the sea of blood temporarily stopped the ongoing battle of attrition. Then, they quietly waited for the double-ringed saber to complete the transformation process.
The white-haired old man in the middle of the east side of the stands muttered to himself in disbelief after seeing the transformation of the double-ringed saber.
"Impossible. The Fallen Mountain is clearly the natal saber left behind by our ancestor before he passed away. How could it transform in the hands of that kid?"
When the sea of blood covered an area of 1,000 meters, Yu Haoran had to jump out of the arena and continue to retreat with Qin Lingfei and the rest.
When the sea of blood covered an area of 10,000 meters, it emitted a strong smell of blood. Qin Lingfei and Kang Jung-ah could not help but pinch their noses. It also made many young women in the stands gradually turn pale.
However, when the sea of blood covered an area of 10,000 meters, the traction force in the sea of blood began to weaken gradually. The area of the sea of blood began to shrink rapidly.
When the sea of blood covered an area of only 999 meters, a terrifying aura suddenly came from the sea of blood.
Although the power of this terrifying aura was far less powerful than that of the middle-aged man in purple, the murderous aura contained in the terrifying aura forced the seven Venerables in the air to temporarily leave their dragon thrones and continue to fly for a distance.
"Birth of Blood Devour!"
As Wu Zhengjun's roar came from the sea of blood, a blood-red shadow that looked exactly like Wu Zhengjun rushed out of the sea of blood.
The blood-red shadow floating in the air raised its head and smiled strangely at the seven Venerables. Then, it opened its mouth and sucked hard at the sea of blood below it.
After that, the blood in the sea of blood was quickly sucked into the blood-red shadow's body like a tornado.
In less than five seconds, the blood-red shadow had completely devoured the 999 meters of blood in the sea of blood.
However, the blood-red shadow in the air did not change at all, whether it was its body shape or aura, even after devouring such a large amount of blood.
At the same time, Wu Zhengjun was revealed after the sea of blood disappeared. Whether it was his aura or his aura, it was completely different from before.
"My origin energy and soul power have successfully advanced to the beginner stage of a first-grade Martial Venerable. My mental state cultivation and power of law are also on the verge of breaking through to a Martial Venerable."
Although Wu Zhengjun did not display any of his strength, Thaling's sharp eyes could still clearly see his current state.
"Yu Haoran, without me and Víctor's help, you might not be able to defeat Zhengjun right now."
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