At this moment, Nangong Zhe was in a daze, as if he was hit in the head by a heavy hammer, and his consciousness was blurred.
His eyes looked as if they were glued together. Even with all his strength, he only managed to open a small crack.
He could only vaguely see the darkness in front of him, and a faint blood-red shadow.
Feeling his body, he found that he could no longer feel the weight of the black armor.
"Riyang?"
Nan Gongzhe tried to summon his familiar, the black lion Li Yang, whose life was linked to his.
But there was no response at all.
"Urgh …"
Nan Gongzhe used all the strength in his body and used his arms to turn himself from a collapsed state to a cross-legged state.
Circulating the internal energy in his body, which was almost exhausted, he tried to restore a little vitality to his body.
But the operation of his internal energy became extremely obscure, like a car stuck in a quagmire, he could only struggle slightly to move forward.
"It seems … that this place is still outside the Shinobi World, I can no longer feel the familiar natural energy that I can use."
Nangong Zhe circulated the internal energy in his body several times, relieving his tired spirit, and also allowing his body to move.
Then he opened his eyes and began to check his condition.
At this moment, the black armor that was originally attached to his body had disappeared without a trace. The lion seal that was attached to Riyang's body was also covered with a layer of dim luster.
As for the black sword that accompanied him for a long time, at this moment, it was inserted diagonally two feet in front of him.
"No matter what, I have to hold the black sword in my hand, although my internal energy can't do much, I can still use it to increase my self-defense ability."
Although in such a predicament, Nangong Zhe didn't panic, instead, he began to think about how to protect himself.
Nangong Zhe supported himself with his hands on the ground, and began to move himself little by little to the place where the black sword was.
Obviously, the distance was only two feet, but Nangong Zhe walked for a full five minutes to reach the black sword.
"Old friend, it looks like I'll have to rely on you to get through this dangerous situation …"
Looking at the black sword in front of him, Nangong Zhe could not help but shake his head as he muttered to himself with complicated emotions. As for the black sword, it was still stuck in the ground, waiting for its owner to pick it up again.
Nangong Zhe reached out his right hand and grasped the slightly rough hilt of the black sword. But at this moment, the black sword erupted with an intense brilliance, and the surrounding darkness seemed to be expelled by the brilliance of the black sword.
However, what Nangong Zhe did not expect was that the darkness around him was not the only thing that was expelled, but also him, the owner of the black sword.
The powerful shockwave violently pushed Nangong Zhe away. His already weak body landed heavily on the ground. A thin trace of blood appeared at the corner of Nangong Zhe's mouth.
"This …"
Nangong Zhe did not wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth. He only stared blankly at the black sword that had accompanied him on the battlefield day and night.
"Thief, are you the one who touched my Calamity Sword?"
A voice broke Nangong Zhe's dazed state.
Nangong Zhe focused his gaze and saw a handsome young man wearing a blood-red robe standing next to the black sword that had sent him flying.
"The Calamity Sword you're talking about is … this black sword?"
Nangong Zhe probed.
"Black sword?"
When the man in blood-red heard Nangong Zhe's description of the black sword, he suddenly laughed out loud.
"This sword was forged from a strange stone that I took from the Shikkol Forest. Its hilt, its sword guard, and its blade were all polished by me bit by bit. After I forged it, the heavens and earth seemed unable to tolerate it. Calamity Lightning struck down and caused cracks to appear on its originally smooth body. "
The man in blood-red seemed to recall the past. He pulled out the black sword and placed it horizontally in front of him. He used his fingers to gently touch the cracks on the black sword with a trace of regret and joy.
"But I never thought that the Calamity Lightning would bestow this sword with a true soul. From then on, it became a spiritual sword that could communicate with the heavens and earth. "
"It was the Calamity Lightning that forged it. It was the Calamity Lightning that created it. So I named it the Calamity Sword. "
A cool breeze blew over and lifted a few strands of hair in front of the man's face, revealing a pair of sword-like eyes. Cold stars seemed to surge in the depths of the man's eyes. Every glance was as sharp as a sword that was brandished.
"How can you touch such a sword? How can you look down on it?"
The man in blood-red flicked his wrist. The black sword, or rather the Calamity Sword, carried a sharp sword aura as it pointed directly at Nangong Zhe's throat.
"He is your sword, but he is also my sword."
Nangong Zhe looked at the man in front of him. He had a few guesses about his identity. However, Nangong Zhe did not back down. His words were firm.
"Hmm?"
The man let out a low groan. An enormous murderous aura and blood aura surged from his body. The blood-red robe made clanking noises as if it was a suit of armor, reflecting a metallic luster.
The blood aura and murderous aura slowly condensed into a picture behind the man.
It was a sea of blood and corpses. Some people were struggling, some were screaming, and some were crying. However, standing beside these people were sinister and demonic figures.
"Asura … Blood Sea …"
Nangong Zhe did not know why, but he actually said the name of the picture.
"Oh? You are quite knowledgeable. This is the condensation of my murderous aura and blood aura. It is the Asura Blood Sea Picture that can help me suppress living beings and kill my enemies. Since you know it … I might as well let you have a taste of it! "
The man in the blood-red robe was slightly surprised when he heard that Nangong Zhe knew the picture. However, his gaze immediately returned to its original cold and fierce state.
He waved the Calamity Sword. The Asura Blood Sea Picture behind him seemed to have heard some instructions and suppressed Nangong Zhe's body.
From afar, Nangong Zhe looked like one of the living beings trapped in the Asura Blood Sea Picture. He was drowned in the sea of blood and was tortured by the Asura.
"Cough cough …"
The thick blood aura seemed to have condensed and became extremely dense. After Nangong Zhe breathed in some of it into his lungs, he began to cough heavily. His heart also seemed to be suppressed by some kind of force. It felt like it was being pricked by a needle. Waves of pain came from it.
"Everyone is born with sin. The Asura Blood Sea Picture will calculate a person's various sins one by one. Then, it will use the sin as a power to suppress the person suppressed within. As long as you have this sin, you will always be suppressed in the sea of blood. You will never be able to escape! "
The man in the blood-red robe's cold eyes seemed to carry some pity as he looked at Nangong Zhe, who was trapped in the Asura Blood Sea Picture. He took out a gourd from his back and poured a scarlet liquid into his mouth.
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