"Of course not, but the Mizar Sword …"
"Nangong Ying is there, and I'll be there soon. You don't have to worry. Your mission is to stay here and wait for the astral winds to dissipate. If there's a corpse, bring it back. If not, search for evidence of his death …"
After saying that, Zhou Aotian turned around and left, leaving Ximen alone.
"Forget it, I'll stay here and watch. Maybe I'll get something good. This kid is someone with great luck. Maybe he'll get something good."
Ximen looked at the deep pit expectantly. The astral winds in the deep pit were getting more violent. He knew that this was the final frenzy. After the frenzy, it would dissipate …
… …
"Rumble …"
There was a loud roar in his ears. At that moment, Zhou Yang's vision was filled with blue light. His body continued to spin in the tornado. His body felt like it was being cut by knives, and wounds soon appeared on his body.
Fortunately, Ximen's attack just now could be said to be a lucky hit. It actually dispersed the power of Zhou Aotian's Shocking Space-Breaking Palm. Now, his Blue True Fire had turned from a disadvantage to an advantage. It was quickly melting the Power of Metal on his body.
"Qilin Armor!"
Finally, he could feel his chest again. He immediately activated the Qilin Armor.
After activating the Qilin Armor, Zhou Yang activated the Discerning Eye. However, the spinning speed increased, and he still could not see anything clearly.
In a moment of desperation, he gathered all the power in his body and started to move against the wind.
His body suddenly stopped, but the Qilin Armor began to dim under the power of the astral winds. If this continued, he would be torn apart by the astral winds sooner or later.
"I can't go against the wind …"
At that moment, Gai Yang's words suddenly rang in his mind.
"How could I forget …"
Zhou Yang cursed under his breath. Then, he dispersed the power in his body. His body once again sank into the wind, and he continued to descend with it.
Soon, his body descended by about 300 meters. However, strangely, as he sank deeper and deeper, the surrounding wind became weaker.
"Looks like Gai Yang was right. I'm almost at the eye of the storm now …"
While he was thinking, a piercing blue light suddenly appeared in front of him. In the next moment, his entire body seemed to be thrown from the sky, and he landed on the ground.
The ground was still blue, and a hundred meters above him was the astral winds that wandered like ghosts.
"So this tornado is floating in the air. If that's the case …"
When he thought of this, he was overjoyed because the source of the light was underground. Obviously, the Spiritual Sword was not far away from him.
Activating the Eyes of Discrimination once again, the blue light in front of him disappeared, and a sword appeared not far away. He leaped over and withdrew the Eyes of Discrimination.
This was a flaming longsword wrapped in Blue Clear True Fire. It was about four feet long, and its blade was slender. Through the flames, he could see the complicated patterns on it.
Buzz …
The sword let out a buzzing sound as if it was summoning Zhou Yang.
"Looks like you and I are really fated."
Zhou Yang couldn't help but smile. Originally, he was still considering whether or not he should come down, but in the end, he didn't even have time to think before he was forced down.
Taking a deep breath, he grabbed the hilt of his sword.
The blazing flames didn't bring him any discomfort. Instead, it gave him a warm and comfortable feeling. When he gripped it tightly, the flames on the sword spread throughout his body like vines. In the next moment, the remaining stiffness on his body disappeared.
Lightly cutting his finger, Zhou Yang dripped his blood on the sword. The longsword suddenly rose from the ground and quickly revolved around Zhou Yang's body, as if it was a young girl who had escaped from her home.
"Looks like you've been trapped here for a long time. However, from now on, you will travel the world with me …"
As if it had heard Zhou Yang's words, the longsword let out a crisp sword chime.
"The Sword Spirit should have reached five hundred years. However, I don't know if there is an inheritance left behind by a senior expert."
Just as he was thinking, the longsword in the air suddenly descended and stopped on Zhou Yang's chest, as if it was curious.
Swoosh!
Without Zhou Yang being prepared, the sword actually rushed into his Qilin True Pattern. In the next moment, the last true pattern started to condense …
This …
In reality, Zhou Yang didn't intend to refine the longsword because he felt that the sword already had intelligence. If he refined it, it would probably disappear as well.
However, he didn't expect the spiritual sword to enter by itself.
Helpless, he could only look forward to it.
This time, the condensation time was extremely long. He simply sat down and began to adjust his body.
Although his injuries from the battle with Zhou Aotian weren't serious, it would have been life-threatening if not for the coincidence. Moreover, the silver-white palm print was still on his chest, and it might act up again.
He couldn't help but sigh that he was too careless.
From entering the Tiangang Sword Sect to the end of the Five Peaks Competition, although the battles never stopped, he was able to deal with them calmly every time. This was because he had many trump cards. He didn't even care about Ye Zhining.
It was also because of this great confidence that he let down his guard and even became blindly arrogant.
Facing Zhou Aotian, one of the Eight Elites of the Southern Region, who had the Army Destroyer Sword, he was still full of confidence. He thought that he could deal with him just like how he dealt with Ye Zhining.
In reality, be it in terms of battle experience or techniques, Zhou Aotian was far from what Ye Zhining could compare with.
His first attack was like a thunderbolt. He wasn't completely in a passive position and almost fell into a dangerous situation in the end.
In terms of strength, Zhou Aotian was stronger than him, but if he hadn't been too careless, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state. At least he could retreat calmly. If he used Fearless Battle Will, he might have a chance of winning.
"I've underestimated the prodigies of this world. Even Zhou Aotian has such combat prowess, let alone the Imperial City and the famous Five Hidden Dragons. I still have a long way to go!"
This battle allowed him to understand his true level of skill.
Compared to the Eight Prodigies, he was slightly inferior.
However, this was only temporary. At this moment, his strength was increasing. Once the Qilin True Pattern was completed, his combat power would increase tremendously. By then, everything would be different.
Time passed quickly and it was finally the fifth day. Finally, the last True Pattern was completed.
The moment it was completed, Spiritual Swords flew out from Zhou Yang's chest and floated quietly in the air. The last one that flew out was the 500-year Spiritual Sword that he had fused earlier.
Buzz …
The Spiritual Sword circled above Zhou Yang's head as if to tell Zhou Yang that he was still there. This made Zhou Yang overjoyed.
The refinement didn't make the trace of intelligence in the sword disappear. It was still a good sword.
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