A day passed, and the small cave glowed with a dim light.
Buzz …
When the last Spirit Sword merged with the Qilin True Pattern, Zhou Yang's Qilin Armor appeared again.
Compared to before, his Qilin Armor was even more mysterious, and every scale was several times smaller than before.
"How can this be?"
Although the Qilin Armor's power had increased, Zhou Yang frowned because he had failed to condense the 108th True Pattern.
There were a total of 37 Spirit Swords, and according to his calculations, he should be able to condense 108 True Patterns. In fact, his previous guess was correct. It was the same up to the 107th True Pattern.
However, he had failed twice in a row when condensing the 108th True Pattern.
This made him very confused.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly left the cave and took another sword from the peak, but the result was the same.
"It seems that the 108th True Pattern is a threshold. An ordinary Vermilion Bird Spirit Sword can no longer satisfy it."
Frowning, he rested for half an hour and continued deeper into the Sword Catacomb.
He still did not see anyone along the way. He only felt that the deeper he went, the fewer sword mountains there were. Finally, after two hours, there were no more sword mountains around, only endless gravel.
Whoosh …
A wind came out of nowhere, making Zhou Yang vigilant.
"This wind is strange, and there's the aura of astral winds in it. Could there be astral winds nearby …"
With a trace of doubt, he rushed toward the source of the wind. Sure enough, he saw dozens of blue tornadoes in a huge deep pit.
Wind had no color, and this blue color obviously came from something in the deep pit.
"This should be the Tornado Astral Winds that Gai Yang mentioned."
Tornado Astral Winds were actually tornadoes formed by astral winds. They were different from ordinary tornadoes in that they were condensed and did not dissipate. It was not strange that they were trapped in the deep pit.
After thinking about it, he decided to leave. However, when he turned around, a blue light suddenly flashed in the deep pit, followed by a crisp sword chime.
"There's a Spirit Sword …"
Zhou Yang's expression froze. From the sword light and the sword chime, he could determine that this was definitely a supreme-grade Vermilion Bird Spirit Sword, and the sword spirit was at least 300 years old.
More importantly, he sensed an extremely powerful aura from the sword. This aura clearly did not belong to the sword itself, but came from the person who once owned the sword.
This was a sword that had been used by a powerhouse, and it was very likely to be an inherited spiritual sword.
The reason why the Seven Great Spirit Swords of the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect were so famous was because they were inherited spirit swords.
Inheritance Spirit Swords had a special characteristic that ordinary Spirit Swords didn't have, and that was inheritance. For example, the Great Clan Sword contained the inheritance of the Mountain Sword. From it, one could comprehend the profoundness of the Mountain Sword and the martial arts passed down by the seniors who had used the sword before.
However, the Seven Great Spiritual Swords also had a flaw, and that was that they could not be truly possessed.
Even if he became the Sword Master, it was impossible for him to bring the seven great spiritual swords out of the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect. At most, he could only have them for ten years, and he could not leave the sect.
However, the swords from the Sword Tomb were different. After obtaining them, they could take them away even if they left the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be tempted.
However, he had experienced the power of the Sword Tomb's astral winds. Even if his body was stronger than before and he had the Qilin Armor, the astral winds here were still much stronger than the astral winds of the Dragon Tail Mountain.
"Buzz buzz buzz …"
Another burst of blue light flashed, followed by a blue flame rushing out of the tornado.
"Blue Flame True Fire!"
Zhou Yang was delighted. Now he understood why the sword would behave like this after he arrived. It was summoning him.
Spirit Swords had a spirit and would find a suitable master. He had the Blue Flame True Fire, which was a perfect match for this sword.
However, this astral wind …
Zhou Yang was still in a state of shock. He was weighing the gains and losses in his heart.
"Whoosh …"
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of air breaking. He turned around and saw a Sword Qi in front of him.
"Light of Destruction!"
Three rays of light flashed, and the Sword Qi was instantly annihilated. Zhou Yang took a few steps back and looked at the place where the Sword Qi came from.
Zhou Aotian!
The person who came was the former Young Master of the Zhou Clan, the Sword Master of the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect, and one of the Eight Great Geniuses of the Southern Region, Zhou Aotian.
"Zhou Yang, you've been presumptuous for too long. Now it's time for you to pay the price for what you've done." Zhou Aotian slowly walked over with the bronze-colored Broken Army Sword, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"I thought our battle would wait until after the Sword Catacomb. I didn't expect you to be so impatient." Zhou Yang smiled. His battle with Zhou Aotian was inevitable. Even if Zhou Aotian didn't want to fight, he would.
"Zhou Yang, you're too arrogant and stupid. If you were a little smarter, you wouldn't have come to this." Zhou Aotian stopped in front of Zhou Yang.
"A little smarter?" Zhou Yang snorted. "Like you, submit to the Dragon Incantation and cut off all ties with father?"
"A wise man submits to circumstances. Temporarily relying on someone who is far stronger than you will save you a lot of time and effort. As for father, I have never believed that he would betray the Dragon-Martial Country. He has made the same mistake as you, being unable to adapt to circumstances. The Empress had once asked Zhao Wuhou to contact father many times, asking him to support the First Prince or the Third Prince, but he …"
At this point, anger appeared in Zhou Aotian's eyes. "He's too stupid. He actually chose to stand against the Empress. If he had listened to Zhao Wuhou, with his talent and achievements, he would have entered the Dragon General Residence long ago. I, Zhou Aotian, would not have stayed in the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect. It's all his fault. Not only did he misunderstand himself, but the Zhou family also misunderstood me …"
The more Zhou Aotian spoke, the angrier he became. In the end, he even crushed a boulder on the ground.
"Zhou Aotian, you're even worse than your younger brother, Zhou Yunfei. At least he cut off all ties with father to save his own life. But you, you actually blame father for your situation."
Zhou Yang's eyes were also filled with killing intent.
"Hmph, he brought this upon himself, but he implicated me. This is his crime. And you, do you know how important cousin Zhining is in the Third Prince's plan to ascend to the throne? You're just a small commoner, but you've ruined our plans time and time again …"
"Big plans … In your eyes, the fight for the throne is a big plan, but in my eyes, it's nothing."
"That's why you'll always be an insignificant person, an insignificant person who can't enter the grand hall. Today, I'll let you know that the fight for the throne is not something a small character like you can interfere with."
"Buzz …"
The Army Destroyer let out a series of sword cries, and Zhou Aotian's aura rose to its peak.
Wood Star Realm!
"Zhou Aotian, father spared no effort to nurture you, but who would have thought that he would raise an ingrate. Today, I'll clean up the house for father, and the great cause of you and your master's ascension to the throne will become a dream under my sword."
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