When the sword was unsheathed, the heavens fell and the earth cracked. Ghosts wailed and gods howled.
This was the sword that once belonged to a Middle Heavenly Venerate. That Middle Heavenly Venerate had used the Sword of Fate to sever fate and suppress all resistance in the world. He was the Fortune Heavenly Monarch's follower, and he was the second person to step into the half-step Sovereign Realm after the Fortune Heavenly Monarch.
The power of the Sword of Fate was unimaginable. Not only was the sword stained with the blood of Emperors and Heavenly Venerables, it was also stained with the blood of half-step Sovereign Realm experts. What kind of glorious existence was this?
With just this sword, no one dared to underestimate his existence.
"There is no reason for my Dao to yield to others. Since you want my sword, you can exchange your life for it!"
The spirit of the Sword of Fate erupted. With a roar, the world shook, and cracks appeared everywhere. This world of sword dao that had been built for countless years completely collapsed at this moment.
The sword dao creatures turned into countless rays of light and returned to the body of the Sword of Fate, causing its power to soar to a terrifying level.
One sword could seriously injure or even kill a peak Heavenly Venerable. If it was in the hands of a Middle Heavenly Venerable, the power would be unimaginable.
It wasn't without reason that the Sword of Fate's artifact spirit was so confident. Ordinary peak Empyreans weren't a match for it. In this world of the treasury, it was enough to proclaim itself as a king. It could continuously evolve the world of sword dao until it transcended. It might even have the chance to step into the half-step Sovereign Realm.
This was a great opportunity, but the heavens gave everyone the same trial. If the spirit of the Sword of Fate wanted to step into the half-step Sovereign Realm like its master, it had to face many tribulations. Even Ye Xiwen could guess that he had become one of these tribulations.
He didn't want to destroy this miracle, but since the spirit of the Sword of Fate was so stubborn, he had no other choice.
"Boom!"
A terrifying aura burst out from Ye Xiwen's body. The monstrous aura shocked many of the treasure demons in the treasury.
Many Treasure Demons were trembling. This was a battle at the peak. Even though their original bodies were dao artifacts of extreme experts and could be considered experienced and knowledgeable, in front of these two auras, they could only crawl on the ground. There was no other possibility.
"It's that outsider. Did he go against the Sword of Destiny?"
"Sure enough, an expert at his level would have seen all kinds of treasures and divine materials. Therefore, he couldn't have come for us. If it's not the Great Fortune Robe, then it's the Sword of Destiny!"
"What has happened in the outside world? The Sword of Fate has been here for many years, and the Fortune Divine Dynasty has never shown any intention of letting the Sword of Fate out. But now, they actually sent a Middle Empyrean to subdue the Sword of Fate. Something earth-shattering must have happened!"
"Since the Sword of Destiny has been found, the Great Fortune Robe won't be able to escape. Judging by the pace, it's very likely to be used to deal with half-step sovereigns!"
"Although this person is very strong, whether it's the Sword of Fate or the Great Fortune Robe, I'm afraid that they won't just let him be. When that time comes, there will be another great battle!"
The Treasure Demons in the world of the treasury withdrew from their own worlds, their own countries, and their own sects. However, in the void, their divine senses were constantly communicating. For them, this matter was equally shocking.
"Clang!"
The Sword of Destiny was finally unsheathed, and a burst of buzzing sounds erupted. In an instant, a ten million meter long torrent of sword dao directly bombarded towards Ye Xiwen.
"Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
Ye Xiwen didn't move at all. Above his head, the Martial Sovereign Seal continuously rotated, directly resisting this astonishing torrent of sword dao. This torrent of sword dao couldn't hurt Ye Xiwen.
Meanwhile, Ye Xiwen directly rushed towards the tool spirit of the Sword of Fate.
He didn't try to resist the Sword of Destiny head-on. Although his Virtuous Tyrant Form was tyrannical, it wasn't worth it to resist head-on. If the Sword of Destiny could be so easily resisted, then it wouldn't have caught his attention. That's why he specifically came here to look for its value.
He chose to defeat the spirit of the Sword of Destiny. If there was a weakness of the Sword of Destiny, then it would undoubtedly be this spirit.
"Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!"
Ye Xiwen roared, and a huge six paths of reincarnation formed behind him. The wheel constantly rotated, and with every rotation, endless power poured into Ye Xiwen's arm, transforming into terrifying power.
This fist pierced through the heavens and the earth. This fist directly triggered reincarnation, directly crushing the heavens and the earth, and directly rushed towards the spirit of the Sword of Destiny.
The spirit of the Sword of Destiny instantly felt the terrifying threat of Ye Xiwen's fist. If it was hit by Ye Xiwen's fist, it would most likely be killed.
"You're courting death!" The spirit of the Sword of Destiny revealed a somewhat sinister smile.
However, it wasn't the slightest bit afraid. In its life, it had followed the former Middle Heavenly Master and defeated too many strong enemies. As it waved the Sword of Destiny in its hand, in an instant, billions of splashes of brilliance splashed out, filling the entire space.
The sword-light directly met the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist.
"Clang!"
A loud roar sounded, and the sword-light slashed on the fist. The Sword of Destiny broke through the six paths of reincarnation, and with unparalleled strength, it fell on Ye Xiwen's fist without losing any momentum.
"Drip, drip!"
Blood dripped from the fist.
Ye Xiwen's fist was cut open, and blood dripped from the wound.
"As expected of the Sword of Destiny, it can actually injure me!"
Ye Xiwen said with a mischievous smile. In fact, he couldn't remember when was the last time he was injured. Most of his injuries were actually caused by using the Supreme Ancestral Symbol, which caused him to injure himself.
It was very rare to be injured by an outsider, especially after cultivating the Meritorious Tyrant Form Golden Body. This kind of situation was even rarer.
Even if it was an ordinary Heavenly Master Dao Tool, he could forcibly resist it without being injured.
And the Sword of Destiny could injure him. Most importantly, Ye Xiwen also knew that the Sword of Destiny could only display its basic power. If it was in the hands of the former Middle Heavenly Master, it would be truly invincible, and no one would be able to stop it.
Ye Xiwen was slightly surprised, but even more surprised was that the spirit of the Sword of Destiny opposite him could only cut Ye Xiwen's skin with his full strength.
In his estimation, the sword should have directly cut off Ye Xiwen's arm. If it was an ordinary Heavenly Master, he would have been cut in half along with the entire body.
He was too confident in the amazing power of the Sword of Destiny. The more he knew about the power of the Sword of Destiny, the more confident he was. He didn't expect Ye Xiwen to be able to block it with his bare hands. He was simply a monster.
In the world of the treasure house, he had been unrivaled for many years. Except for the Good Fortune Treasure Robe, who could stop his edge?
He didn't expect that there would be such a person in the outside world. Even when the former Middle Heavenly Master was still in power, when the Fortune God Dynasty was at its peak and full of talents, there were only a few people who could stop the edge of the Sword of Destiny.
"The power of the Sword of Destiny is indeed good. Unfortunately, it has lost a master, and its power is greatly reduced for no reason. What a pity!"
Ye Xiwen faintly smiled. The skin on his fist squirmed unceasingly, pushing out the sword-qi. His injury was restored to its original state. It wasn't a big wound. It was just that the sword-qi of the 'Sword of Destiny' was somewhat difficult to deal with.
The spirit of the Sword of Destiny suddenly changed his expression. Ye Xiwen was looking down on him.
"It's just the beginning. Don't be too proud!"
The spirit of the Sword of Destiny roared. In an instant, the treasure aura of heaven and earth gathered into his body. The whole world, the universe, the chaos, everything was sealed.
Ye Xiwen suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a swamp. He couldn't move at all, as if there was a force that was tightly binding him.
"Sword of Destiny, lend me your power. One sword to cut the world!"
The spirit of the Sword of Destiny chanted in a low voice. The power on his body grew stronger and stronger. The sword aura surged into a pillar and directly rushed into the world. It was as if it could destroy the entire world of the treasure house.
This was his hidden technique. Tyrannical. It was really too strong!
Ye Xiwen instantly felt that he had been locked by a terrifying sword intention.
However, he wasn't afraid. In his body, the spirit shone brightly, igniting everything. It directly burned the restriction around him into nothingness.
"I've heard that the Sword of Destiny contains three sword techniques. They are Cut the World, Cut the Chaos, and Cut the Fate. Let me have a taste of them!"
Ye Xiwen's figure moved, smashing the void. His qi and blood swept out like a vast ocean, shocking the treasure demons in the world of the treasure house.
Many treasure demons were dumbfounded. They couldn't imagine how Ye Xiwen could be so powerful just by relying on his physical body.
At the moment when Ye Xiwen moved, the Sword of Destiny finally moved. It directly slashed towards Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen didn't dodge. Or rather, he couldn't dodge. This sword had locked the world. No one could escape. They could only face it head-on.
This was also the terrifying part of the Three Swords of Destiny. In the past, the former Middle Heavenly Lord relied on these three sword techniques to sweep away all strong enemies. The number of people who could receive the third sword, Cut the Fate, could be counted on one hand.
Ye Xiwen had only heard of it. He had never seen it in person. For him, the more tyrannical the Sword of Destiny was, the better it was. Only then would he be able to rely on it in the upcoming battle.
"Boom!"
This sword engulfed everything. The world collapsed. All the rules, laws, laws, rules, and all the fetters were cut into powder by this sword.
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