The murderous aura within the Saint Weapon Tomb turned into a black vortex that swept in from all directions.
If Chen Zong wasn't worried about being discovered, he would have released his Asura doppelganger and allowed it to absorb the murderous aura at a faster rate.
Late Third Heaven Saint Realm!
In the end, the Asura doppelganger's cultivation stopped. This was his current limit. Of course, it wasn't impossible for him to continue breaking through, but it would only cause his foundation to be unstable.
Although his cultivation couldn't continue to increase, he could continue to absorb the murderous aura here and store it for future breakthroughs.
As time passed, most of the murderous aura in the Saint Weapon Tomb had been absorbed. Chen Zong felt that the light here seemed to be brighter and less oppressive.
Next, he could wholeheartedly search for a suitable Saint Weapon.
Suddenly, Chen Zong's eyes lit up as he saw a large forest of swords in front of him.
It was a forest of swords stabbed into the ground. At a glance, there were more than ten thousand swords, and each sword emitted a shocking aura of sharpness.
Chen Zong stepped into the forest of swords. It was as if he was surrounded by ten thousand swords. As he stood in the middle, he felt countless sharp rays of light slicing towards him, as if they wanted to pierce through his body.
The owners of these swords had killed many Void Demons in their lifetime. These swords were stained with the blood of countless Void Demons and nurtured countless murderous auras. Under the impact, it seemed as if they wanted to cut Chen Zong into pieces.
Chen Zong's eyes flashed. Suddenly, a shocking ray of light broke out of his body, shocking the world.
Heart Sword Dao Intent!
Although it was only a first revolution, as a high-grade Heart Sword Dao Intent, it possessed shocking power.
In an instant, the swords in the forest of swords seemed to have felt the fluctuations of the Heart Sword Dao Intent's aura. They vibrated and reverberated endlessly.
The Heart Sword Dao Intent was a high-grade Dao Intent. Its sharpness was shocking, and it naturally resonated with the swords.
Chen Zong carefully sensed the swords. He felt that the swords resonated with his Heart Sword Dao Intent the most and used it to choose the most suitable sword for him.
Closing his eyes, Zhang Xuan carefully sensed his surroundings. Every single sword was trembling, but the trembling varied in intensity.
However, the strength of the trembling had nothing to do with the strength of the sword itself.
Some of the sword auras were extremely shocking and could be said to be terrifying, while some of the sword auras were more ordinary.
Chen Zong eliminated them one by one.
As for the Asura doppelganger, it was in the Sea of Consciousness, consolidating its cultivation base that had advanced by leaps and bounds. Once it was fully consolidated, it would continue to absorb the baleful aura to break through.
In the end, only three longswords resonated with the Heart Sword Dao Intent the most, and Chen Zong was allowed to choose.
One of them was a thin sword, as thin as a little finger. Such a sword could only be used for stabbing, which was not in line with Chen Zong's swordsmanship.
It was a sword with a width of two and a half fingers and a length of one meter and eight inches. The body of the sword was crimson red like a fiery hell, as if there were countless streams of magma flowing around it.
The last sword was a heavy sword.
Chen Zong had tempered his body, so logically speaking, he should have chosen the heavy sword. However, at this moment, Chen Zong hesitated.
Because in terms of the Heart Sword Dao Intent and the perception of the heart, the second sword was the most intense, more intense than the other two.
Although there was only a slight difference, it also showed that the second sword was the most suitable sword for him.
Chen Zong could not help but ponder.
Immediately, Chen Zong revealed a wry smile, secretly thinking that he did not understand and did not think it through.
One should prioritize one's own will, and everything else came second.
Moreover, one could control the weight of the sword according to one's will.
In his heart, without any hesitation, Chen Zong reached out and directly grabbed the crimson longsword.
When the sword entered his hand, it let out an earth-shattering hum, and a blazing sharpness gushed out, as if a volcano had erupted and a fiery hell had descended.
At the same time, a faintly discernible thought also spread to Chen Zong's Spirit Sea.
The so-called Spirit Sea was the transformation of the Sea of Consciousness. It carried the divine thoughts, hence the name Spirit Sea.
"Flaming Hell Sword, a fifth-grade divine weapon," Chen Zong muttered to himself.
That message was the message that the sword itself had sent to Chen Zong.
A divine weapon already possessed a stronger spirituality. Although it did not have much intelligence, it had already mastered some basic abilities.
From the moment it was forged, the name it was given was branded on it.
A fifth-grade divine weapon was not an ordinary fifth-grade divine weapon, but an elite fifth-grade divine weapon. Its power was comparable to that of a Fifth Heaven Saint Rudiment Stage genius.
"With my current cultivation base, a fifth-grade divine weapon is just right for me," Chen Zong thought to himself.
The higher the grade of a divine weapon, the more powerful it was, but if one's cultivation base was insufficient, it would be difficult to control.
The most important thing was that it was suitable.
With the divine weapon in hand, the next step was naturally to go back and refine it. Only by thoroughly mastering it could it be compatible with him and truly unleash its power and strength.
Leave.
Chen Zong left the Saint Weapon Tomb and appeared outside.
"Chen Zong, how was it? Did you choose a divine weapon that you were satisfied with?" Min Ze immediately asked.
Chen Zong nodded.
Next, under Min Ze's lead, Chen Zong went to an independent small tent.
The Xuantian Army was an army of cultivators. It was different from the armies of ordinary countries.
In ordinary countries, the soldiers mostly lived in collective tents. However, it was not suitable for cultivators because they needed to cultivate.
And it was best not to be disturbed when cultivating.
Therefore, collective tents were not suitable. Only independent tents were suitable. Of course, independent tents were only an environment and were relatively ordinary.
The advantage was that they would not be disturbed by the outside world and could cultivate well.
Of course, there were also cultivation rooms in the barracks. Only then would they not be disturbed by the outside world.
Chen Zong had a month's time, so he could cultivate properly.
In addition, he should also choose which of the three divisions of the Xuantian Army to join.
Combat Division!
Imperial Division!
Murder Division!
The living quarters of the Xuantian Army were very simple. Chen Zong did not understand enough, so he did not make a choice directly. However, after asking Min Ze, Chen Zong knew what he should choose.
The Combat Division would lead the army and fight the Void Demons head-on.
Imperial Division would defend and assist.
In fact, all three divisions could fight against the Void Demons. It did not mean that the Combat Division was stronger than the Imperial Division.
The only difference was in the formations.
The Combat Division trained in head-on combat formations. The Imperial Division trained in defensive formations. As for the Murder Division, they trained in purely offensive formations.
The difference between the Combat Division and the Imperial Division was that the Murder Division had fewer people. In other words, one could not enter the Murder Division just because they wanted to.
Similarly, the people in the Murder Division had more freedom.
Freedom!
This was what Chen Zong valued.
Of course, this freedom was relative. After all, in the army, one had to follow the relevant military rules. However, compared to other armies, the Murder Division had the most freedom.
After Chen Zong understood, he naturally did not hesitate and made his choice to join the Murder Division.
However, if Chen Zong chose the Combat Division or the Imperial Division, then he could join directly. However, if he wanted to join the Murder Division, he had to go through an assessment. The assessment would be stacked with the recruitment mission one month later.
However, everything would have to wait for one month. This month was Chen Zong's one month of cultivation.
He was refining the fifth-grade sacred artifact, the Scarlet Hell Flowing Flames Sword.
This sword had a strong reaction to the Dao Will of the Heart Sword, so the refining process was very smooth. In just one day, the Scarlet Hell Flowing Flames Sword was completely refined by Chen Zong. It was completely compatible with Chen Zong.
Immediately, one image after another flowed into Chen Zong's mind like flowing light. It was extremely clear.
The primal chaos sky was filled with thick, grayish-black smoke. It surged like a great river, surging endlessly. With just one look, Chen Zong felt shocked for no reason, a shock that came from the bottom of his heart.
The vast land was covered with countless cracks. It was dry and dark like a ruin. It was filled with an indescribable smell of ashes.
This was a battlefield!
In front, there was a monster charging towards them. Chen Zong could recognize that it was the Void Demon.
On the ruined land, a crimson figure stood quietly. It was as if he was the only person in the world other than the Void Demon.
The crimson light was blazing. It was as clear and bright as the lava in the Inferno Hell. His whole body seemed to have turned into a ball of fire that was burning fiercely.
Through the fire, Chen Zong could see the crimson robe on his body. He had crimson eyebrows and crimson hair. His long hair fluttered like a raging fire.
His eyes emitted a blazing crimson light. He raised the sword in his hand and slashed out.
Boom!
The crimson light was like a flame that exploded in an instant. It turned into a long river. Like a volcanic eruption, magma surged out like a torrent.
Wherever the flaming magma passed, the dry and cracked land became even more dry and scorched black. It was as if a raging fire had raged through it. It directly attacked the Void Demon.
The Void Demon's body was hit by the flaming magma in an instant. It let out a furious roar.
But in an instant, the defensive power of the Void Fiend was smashed apart in an extremely violent manner, and it turned into a charred corpse that was sent flying into the air and split into pieces.
Chen Zong couldn't help but be stunned. What a violent sword. It seemed to have abandoned everything. It was completely and extremely violent.
The scene changed. It was the same person on the battlefield again. He was still holding the same long sword. Chen Zong recognized it. It was the fifth-grade sacred weapon, the Red Hell Flowing Flame Sword.
The person held the sword and swung it again. This time, it wasn't the same violent sword as before. Instead, it was a red sword light. The highly condensed red sword light was extremely fast. It was like an aurora that pierced through the sky and shot out.
Almost at the same time he swung his sword, the red sword light had already pierced through the Void Devil that was charging at him from head to toe.
Fast!
Extremely fast!
Piercing through everything!
The scene changed again. It was still the same person, the same sword, the same battlefield, and the same Void Demon.
The third scene!
The third sword!
With a swing of the sword, a large ball of fire surged and hit the Void Demon. In an instant, it was as if oil had been added to the fire. The flames burned fiercely on the Void Demon's body. The extremely high temperature seemed to be burning the Void around the Void Demon into a vacuum.
In less than three breaths of time, the powerful Void Fiend had been reduced to ashes by the raging flames, dissipating in the wind.
Then, the scene shattered and everything fell into darkness.
It seemed like an instant, but also like a long time. Chen Zong woke up and withdrew his gaze from the Red Hell Flowing Flame Sword.
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