Faced with the vortex that devoured all things, not only did Yan Zhaoge not evade it, he instead sped up and charged within.
The world before his eyes abruptly darkened as his mental world descended into darkness once more. The next moment, light appeared before his eyes.
An ancient copper sword appeared before Yan Zhaoge, hovering silently amidst space as it flickered with a faint lustre.
While the copper sword seemed peaceful and peaceful, Yan Zhaoge could feel the brutality and ferocity concealed within.
The bloody baleful qi of the blood pool outside was unceasingly nurturing this sword.
Feeling the aura within, Yan Zhaoge raised his brows, "… A high-grade Sacred Artifact!"
To be precise, it was a high-grade Sacred Artifact that was currently in the midst of being forged and about to be completed.
Unlike the Dim Radiant Wheel which was still in its embryonic form, the copper sword before him was only a half-step away from completion.
Using the analogy of mortal forging of iron, even the quenching and polishing had already been completed, only the sharpening of the tip remaining.
While it was still incomplete, the aura and baleful nature contained within were already shocking to behold.
Yan Zhaoge was virtually certain that if this sword was completed, it would definitely surpass the likes of the King Xuan Spear and the Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword as it would be of an extremely superior quality.
"Huh?" Yan Zhaoge's heart grew solemn as a pair of eyes appeared within the world of his consciousness.
A pair of jet-black eyes, tranquil and quiet, met Yan Zhaoge's gaze.
These eyes were extremely similar to the jet-black eyes that Yan Zhaoge had seen in the Earth Devouring Burner earlier.
Still, they were even more intelligent.
The jet-black eyes in the Earth Devouring Burner resembled the spiritual consciousness of the burner itself more than the martial concept of its original owner.
Meanwhile, the pair of eyes before Yan Zhaoge now resembled the eyes of a real person.
A faint figure gradually manifested amidst the darkness of space with those eyes as the focal point.
Yan Zhaoge appraised the other party. It was a black-haired old man in a brocade robe.
The other party's eyes were quiet and deep, his gaze seemingly traversing through the ages as it met Yan Zhaoge's gaze.
After this old man's figure had manifested, the ancient copper sword hovering amidst space was placed horizontally across his knees.
With just a single glance, Yan Zhaoge knew that this old man did not truly exist as he was already dead. This silhouette that existed within this mental space was a remnant of his martial will.
If the other party was still alive, with his cultivation base that had the ability to forge high-grade Sacred Artifacts, seeing Yan Zhaoge with his remnant martial intent here would be the same as him personally witnessing Yan Zhaoge's arrival.
But looking at it now, it was clear that the original owners of the Heaven Swallowing Sword Box and Earth Devouring Burner were most likely no longer in this world.
"Thank you for your hospitality, senior," Yan Zhaoge cupped his hands towards the other party.
That black-haired old man did not react, but the gaze with which he looked at Yan Zhaoge seemed much gentler.
Yan Zhaoge strode forward, nearing the old man and the ancient sword. Suddenly, a chill arose within his heart.
It was as if there was another pair of eyes staring at him. It was peerlessly terrifying, causing him to feel a chill run down his spine.
This feeling was exactly the same as when he was about to enter the undersea palace.
Yan Zhaoge composed himself, his gaze falling on the ancient copper sword laid horizontally across the old man's knees.
This time, Yan Zhaoge could be sufficiently certain that that vicious gaze that was filled with coldness and malice originated precisely from that seemingly peaceful and harmless ancient copper sword.
Now, as Yan Zhaoge's gaze fell on this ancient copper sword once more, the scene before him instantly changed.
An inverted image appeared on the surface of the ancient copper sword.
It was a ferocious beast with the body of a goat and the face of a human, its eyes beneath its armpits, tiger teeth and human claws.
A sound that resembled the wailing of an infant even resounded by Yan Zhaoge's ears.
Hearing the sound and looking at the appearance of this ferocious beast, Yan Zhaoge exhaled slowly, "So that's how it is … Taotie!"
This ferocious beast was none other than the renowned peerless great demon, the Taotie that was acclaimed alongside the Kunpeng and the Phoenix.
No wonder it possessed that concept of devouring the heavens and devouring the earth to the extreme.
Connecting this with the actual world outside, the place beneath the undersea palace that resembled the abdomen of a massive beast as well as that massive pool of blood, Yan Zhaoge came to a complete understanding.
That black-haired old man had forged the Heaven Swallowing Sword Box and the Earth Devouring Burner in order to forge a high-grade Sacred Artifact sword.
One of the core materials for forging the sword was an extremely powerful Taotie that he had slain, extracting its demonic essence and sealing it within the sword.
Everything in the actual world outside was actually the remains of that Taotie after it had died.
The pool of blood where the Heaven Swallowing Sword Box was located was precisely the heart of the Taotie.
The secret art of its original owner had unceasingly extracted the essence of the Taotie's qi and blood to refine this sword.
Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, "It really isn't wasteful at all. This remnant soul of the Taotie should still possess some spirituality. It must have been stifled and despondent to the extreme, angered to the point of hovering between life and death."
After being slain and having its demonic soul sealed within the sword, it still had to watch helplessly as its remains were used to forge the sword, refining its own soul.
If it were anyone else, they would probably be enraged to the point of going mad, angered to the point of ascending to the heavens.
Sadly, however, that old man had precisely wanted the remnant soul of the Taotie to feel such emotions, unceasingly suppressing and brewing them so that when this sword was forged, it would be even more powerful.
It would really be impossible for it to have an easy time even if it died.
The old man looked serene and kind, but his methods were ruthless and cruel, which could be seen from this.
"Still, the person who forged the sword still died somewhere else at the end of the day," Yan Zhaoge shook his head, "It is really hard to say who won or lost."
While the old man had died, the mechanism here was still slowly working. Now, the ancient copper sword was already nearing completion.
Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, his mind retreating from his mental space.
Having seen the martial intent left behind by the old man, Yan Zhaoge came into contact with the Heaven Swallowing Sword Box now, which instantly stabilised greatly.
It was only a matter of time before it was refined.
The Northern Ocean Clone held the Earth Devouring Burner in one hand, pressing the front of the Heaven Swallowing Sword Box with the other, communicating with the two supreme treasures with his true essence in an attempt to refine them.
This process did not affect the forging of the ancient copper sword within the Heaven Swallowing Sword Box in the slightest.
Meanwhile, Yan Zhaoge himself sat atop the Heaven Swallowing Sword Box.
The streams of light within the blood pool began extending towards Yan Zhaoge's body.
The streams of light enveloped his body as various mixed spiritual forces surged over towards his body.
Some were blazing hot, some were cold, some were sharp, some were stagnant … all sorts of feelings were present.
With such mixed spiritual forces surging into the body of a martial practitioner at the same time, it would be sufficient to cause his meridians to distort and distort, ripping apart inch by inch.
Even many Martial Saint experts whose cultivation bases were higher than Yan Zhaoge's would not dare to attempt such a risky attempt.
Yet, Yan Zhaoge possessed the Peerless Heavenly Scripture, being able to absorb all things into the sea as formless and formless as they were.
On the contrary, while such chaotic spiritual forces were mixed, as he unceasingly refined them, not only did Yan Zhaoge strengthen his accumulation of true essence, his projections of the various variations of spiritual qi also rose to a higher level.
This was a greater advantage in this regard than the pure, powerful essence of true dragons.
Even as Yan Zhaoge circulated the Peerless Heavenly Scripture, he was also analysing the Yin Yang Heavenly Scripture.
The power of extreme yang and minor yin within his body unceasingly transformed into the power of extreme yin and the power of minor yang.
Accompanied by the unceasing birth of the Four Phenomena of Yin and Yang, Yan Zhaoge could clearly feel his soul shaking.
His martial true intent began transforming into numerous runes which were inscribed onto his soul. (To be continued.)
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