Zhuo Bufan sent Zhuge Jin away and then headed to the sword tomb of the Limitless Sword Domain alone.
Zhuge Lan had said that the sword source spirit might appear in the sword tomb.
After obtaining the sword source spirit, Zhuo Bufan would have the chance to comprehend his own sword dao.
Walking out of the sword garden, he stepped into the sword tomb.
A desolate hillside appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan.
On the hillside, broken swords were stabbed everywhere.
There were tens of thousands of broken swords and each sword was different.
It was as if an earth-shattering battle had happened here and everyone had died.
This was the graveyard of the gods. It was filled with desolation, tragedy, and magnificence.
Zhuo Bufan took a step forward and prepared to step into the sword tomb.
Seeing this, the person beside him hurriedly said.
"Kid, do you want to die? This sword tomb is filled with sword qi. If anyone rushes in, they will definitely be killed by the countless sword qi. "
Zhuo Bufan looked up and saw that there were many corpses on the hillside.
These people had obviously trespassed into the sword tomb and were killed by the sword qi in the sword tomb.
However, since Zhuo Bufan was here, it was impossible for him to retreat.
He did not listen to the dissuasion of the others. He still took a step forward and stepped into the sword tomb.
For a moment, the swords in the entire cemetery began to tremble.
All the broken swords began to condense sword souls.
Zhuo Bufan felt the hostility of these sword souls.
These sword souls were the power left behind by the owner of the sword.
"Where is the sword source spirit?"
Zhuo Bufan shouted in a low voice. His voice carried divine power and echoed in all directions.
Following Zhuo Bufan's voice, the surrounding sword soul energy became even stronger.
"Still not coming out?"
Zhuo Bufan did not say anything else. He summoned the Bell of Primal Chaos and struck the mountains.
Dong!
The sound of chaos suppressed the entire sword tomb.
All the trembling swords calmed down in an instant.
Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan flew into the center of the sword tomb.
He closed his eyes and began to sense the existence of the sword source spirit.
However, the Sword Source Spirit could hide among these broken swords, so to find it, it was not easy.
At this moment, the Sword Souls of the broken swords suddenly floated out again.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …
Before Zhuo Bufan could react, all the swords around him flew towards him.
Each sword carried a different type of energy.
All the swords had the same purpose, and that was to kill the intruder.
Zhuo Bufan took out the Bell of Chaos.
However, facing more and more Sword Souls, Zhuo Bufan felt a certain amount of pressure.
Although his Chaos Bell was indestructible, if this continued, Zhuo Bufan could only cower in the Chaos Bell and not retaliate.
Not to mention finding a Sword Source Spirit.
"Brat, the attacks of these broken swords are getting fiercer and fiercer. What should we do?"
At this moment, the Chaos Bell began to shout.
Outside the Bell of Chaos, there were already three layers inside and three layers outside forming a huge sword blade tornado.
Tens of thousands of swords clanged against the Bell of Chaos.
As the sound became heavier and heavier, Zhuo Bufan understood that if he did not counterattack, he might be trapped here.
"Save!"
After not saving for a long time, Zhuo Bufan finally opened the save space again.
He covered the nearest "Great Whirlpool" save and then put away the Bell of Chaos with the determination to die.
"Brat, what are you doing?"
"Nothing. Avoiding is not the best policy. I want to fight them head-on. "
Zhuo Bufan put away the Bell of Chaos and then released surging life and death energy around him, bombarding everything around him.
This time, Zhuo Bufan did not dodge.
He stood in the storm of swords and felt the flow of every flying sword around him.
Swoosh!
A sword flew behind him. Zhuo Bufan grabbed it with his hand and turned it into ashes with the Hand of Death.
Swoosh swoosh!
Another two swords flew over from the left, each with a strong murderous aura.
Zhuo Bufan grabbed one of the swords with the Hand of Life.
Instantly, the broken sword started to rust and started to sharpen. It looked brand new.
Then, he held the sword in his hand and slashed in the air, sending the other sword flying.
Zhuo Bufan rarely used swords. The moment he held the sword in his hand, he felt an aura that belonged to a swordsman surround him.
"Fight!"
Zhuo Bufan yelled and the sword in his hand shook in a poetic way.
Every time a sword flew over, it would be repelled by his fierce attacks.
Zhuo Bufan's heart moved and the sword followed his heart. Where his heart moved, the sword would go.
Wave after wave of sword aura swept across the land.
He recalled the Taichu Sword Technique that Zhuge Lan used in the battle with the Sword-shaped Grass.
The Taichu Sword Technique was an extremely simple yet extremely powerful sword technique.
There were no sword moves or routines. It relied on the true meaning that one had when they first comprehended the Sword Doctrine.
There were no extra movements in every sword move.
It was clean and neat. Every sword moved to kill.
Every sword move seemed to have thousands of swords falling at the same time, killing people.
Unknowingly, the sword in Zhuo Bufan's hand had already split into thousands of pieces.
The sword shadows were unparalleled. He had even triggered the sword aura of heaven and earth.
As Zhuo Bufan's sword moved faster and faster, the storm of swords around him gradually stopped attacking.
Instead, it started to move with Zhuo Bufan's sword aura.
Wherever Zhuo Bufan's sword went, the sword souls would follow.
Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan's eyes lit up.
At this moment, he saw that within the storm of swords, layers upon layers of sword shadows had actually condensed into the image of a huge human figure.
There was a ball of white energy floating in the center of the giant's chest.
The giant's eyes were shining with golden light, like a giant ancient god.
There was a large sword condensed from thousands of flying swords in his hand. Without saying a word, he slashed at Zhuo Bufan.
"Found it. This is the sword source spirit!"
Zhuo Bufan looked at the white energy on the giant's chest and immediately understood that this was the sword source spirit he was looking for.
"It seems like I can only defeat you."
Zhuo Bufan did not say anything else. He raised the sword in his hand and the flying swords around him flew at the treasure sword in Zhuo Bufan's hand.
Then they quickly condensed into a hundred meter long sword.
Peng!
The moment the two large swords collided, all the flying swords were sent flying in all directions.
"Again!"
Zhuo Bufan raised his sword again. Thousands of flying swords followed the momentum of his sword. They stuck to the treasure sword in his hand and quickly formed a large sword.
Peng!
Another sword slammed into the giant's body and directly smashed a hole in his body.
All the flying swords were smashed away.
The speed of the giant's condensed flying swords could not catch up with Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan suddenly raised his sword and flew up.
The sword in his hand condensed crazily again.
"Break for me!"
Zhuo Bufan raised the hundred meter long giant sword in his hand and then slashed down from the top of the giant's head.
With one slash, the giant's body was split into two halves.
All the flying swords turned into scrap iron and fell to the ground with a rumbling sound.
Zhuo Bufan directly rushed at the hole in the giant's chest and then grabbed the white ball of light.
At that moment, the white ball of light released infinite light, illuminating the entire Infinite Sword Domain.
Zhuo Bufan's eyes widened. He felt that his eyes were about to go blind.
In the next second, there was only a vast expanse of white in front of his eyes.
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