Amidst the heavenly light, a meter-long sword stood proudly. Like the emperor of swords, it revealed its sharpness and sharpness.
Its entire body was three different colors. The hilt was ice blue, the blade was purple, and there were gold carvings in between. It was as beautiful as a work of art.
However, if one really thought this sword was a work of art, then they would be making a huge mistake.
To know that immortal materials were invaluable treasures. Even a thumb-sized piece of it was enough to make all the omnipotent fight over it.
This was all because weapons made from immortal materials were far too powerful. Even if it was just one type of immortal material, it was still very rare and very powerful.
Yet this sword was made from three different types of immortal materials. Its powerfulness was not hard to imagine. It was definitely the king of swords and extremely powerful!
That was three different types of heavenly materials. Every single one of them was the size of a fist!
In the entire world, even in the history of modern times, this kind of existence could be counted on one's fingers!
Therefore, Ling Xian's face was full of joy and he smiled in satisfaction.
This sword was forged from his blood and was connected to his veins. Therefore, even if he didn't try it, he knew how powerful this sword was.
To put it bluntly, even if he simply swung the sword around, it could explode with power that was comparable to an unparalleled technique!
"It is no wonder this sword is made from three different types of heavenly materials. It sure is powerful."
Feeling the power of this sword, Ling Xian exclaimed. At the same time, he was getting more and more excited.
With this sword, his battling abilities will increase by at least 20 percent. When the time comes, he will wave the sword and the sky will be filled with sword energy. Who can stop him?
However, after a moment of joy, Ling Xian suddenly remembered that this sword shouldn't be taken out in public.
A sword made from one type of heavenly material was enough to create a storm of blood. A sword made from three types of heavenly materials … just how tempting would that be?
It was easy to predict that once he takes out this sword in public, everyone will try to steal it. Even the most powerful cultivators would not be able to resist the temptation of this sword.
What could they do? The value of this sword was far too shocking. It was definitely an invaluable treasure and everyone's heart would be tempted.
"So, doesn't that mean all my efforts were for nothing?"
Ling Xian shook his head with a bitter smile. At first, he only wanted to improve his capabilities. He didn't think that after he made this sword, he would attract so much trouble.
However, his efforts were not in vain.
Although it was not advisable to take out this sword in front of everyone, it was naturally more important to save his life if he really came to a critical juncture. Therefore, this sword could be considered his trump card. Unless it was absolutely necessary, he wouldn't use it easily.
"With this sword, I'll have another way to protect myself."
The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up as he rubbed the sword in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
Putting aside the sword's power, its appearance alone was enough to move any cultivator's heart. It was simply too beautiful. No matter how picky a Sword Dao expert or a Weapon Forging Master was, they would not be able to find any flaws in this sword.
The icy blue hilt, the purple blade, and the golden patterns were all extremely beautiful.
This made Ling Xian feel very happy and proud.
Don't forget, he wasn't just the owner of this sword, he was also its creator. Anyone else would be proud to have made such a good sword.
"Luckily, my skills with crafts have reached the grandmaster level. Or else I wouldn't have been able to make such a good sword." Ling Xian softly grinned. He slowly caressed the sword's body, his eyes were full of intoxication.
Then, he frowned and wanted to give this sword a name.
Since this sword was infused with two immortal metals, Zi Yao was no longer suitable. But what should he call it? He was troubled.
"Since my dream is to reach the peak of the Ascendant Realm, then let's call it the Dao Seeking Sword."
Grinning, Ling Xian decided on a name for this sword and placed it into his storage pouch. Then, he emptied his mind and allowed himself to enter a state of absolute peace.
Tomorrow was the day of the final battle. He naturally had to be in his best condition to fight against this terrifying opponent.
After all, he was the Son of the Demon, the descendant of the Demon Leader. He was so powerful that others of the same level would feel hopeless!
Ling Xian had to be 120% vigilant and cautious.
Therefore, he emptied his mind and used the calmest heart to face the strongest opponent he's ever faced.
…..
The Demon Cloud Mountain was located at the border of the Luo Yang Area and the North Underworld Area. It was a tall mountain that was surrounded by demonic energy all year round.
Legend has it that 10,000 years ago, the Demon Leader passed away here. After his death, his anger didn't dissipate and his demonic energy didn't disperse. Instead, it condensed into black clouds that covered the sky. Even though 10,000 years have passed, it still hasn't dissipated.
Especially on this day every year, the demonic energy is extremely dense. Everything within a radius of 100 miles is filled with demonic clouds.
Within this area, as long as one is a demonic cultivator, their battling abilities will be enhanced. Their spiritual energy will also be endless and infinite. Spiritual beings who don't cultivate demonic techniques will naturally be affected by the demonic energy and their battling abilities will decrease.
Currently, the Sun had just risen. However, the Sun's light could not pierce through the black clouds. Therefore, everything within a radius of 100 miles was dark and gloomy, as if it was the end of the world.
At the foot of the mountain, countless living beings were raising their heads in anticipation, and all of them revealed expressions of anticipation.
Not only the human race, but some non-human races had also gathered here, waiting for the start of a world-shaking war.
Because the Demonic Son purposely spread the news, the entire Realm of Immortality knew about his challenge to Ling Xian. After all, he was one of the most famous young cultivators in the Realm of Immortality. His every move was watched.
On top of that, the person he challenged was Ling Xian, a Heaven's Favorite who came out of nowhere and made a name for himself.
Which one of those things wasn't a shocking feat? Every single one of them didn't stir up the seven territories.
Therefore, after learning that the Demonic Son was going to fight against Ling Xian, all the spiritual beings who had free time and nothing to do all gathered at the Mountain of the Demon Cloud in order to personally witness the battle of the century. Even the top forces were paying close attention to this event.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that this was going to be a shocking battle!
On one side was the famous Heaven's Favorite, the Demonic Son. On the other side was a powerhouse who came out of nowhere and fought against the three young cultivators. The battle between these two will definitely be exciting and rare.
Therefore, before the battle even began, the Mountain of the Demon Cloud was already buzzing with excitement.
Everyone was looking forward to it. They were all discussing and guessing who would die in this world-shaking battle.
"The Demonic Son has a higher chance of winning. No matter how you look at it, this is the case."
"That's right. Since he dared to spread the news, he must have absolute confidence. Or else he would be the one losing face."
"Plus, he chose a good time and place. The Mountain of the Demon Cloud has the ability to strengthen demonic cultivators. Today is the day when the demonic energy is at its peak. I think the Demonic Son's battling abilities will increase by at least 20 percent. "
"That's right. But you forgot something. Based on all the information about Ling Xian, he has never trained in demonic techniques. His battling abilities will decrease by at least 10 percent."
"In other words, the Demonic Son's battling abilities will increase by 30 percent!"
Everyone chimed in and guessed at the Demonic Son's chances of winning. Finally, they came to the same conclusion.
A sure win!
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