Ye Futian and the others walked on the ancient starry sky path. Starlight cascaded down from the boundless starry sky. Gradually, everyone could feel a sense of solemnity. It was as if they could sense a heavenly might just by standing here. This made them vaguely feel that this was indeed the place where Ziwei the Great had once cultivated.
At the end of the starry sky, an illusionary figure formed from starlight gradually became clearer. This was none other than the projection of Emperor Ziwei. This projection carried the entire starry sky world on its back, and it held a Heavenly Tome in its hand. This Heavenly Tome released extremely dazzling starlight that shot forth in different directions.
In the direction where the starlight shot out, everyone could faintly see the space where the starlight converged. It looked like a nebula with a special shape, but also like a galaxy. However, it was not a physical thing, but was formed by the convergence of endless starlight.
At this time, the figures of cultivators appeared in front of those nebulae, as if they had discovered something.
"Let's go take a look." In that direction, there was a sword-shaped nebula. Starlight gathered into the shape of a sword, suspended in the starry sky. In front of it, there were many cultivators.
When Ye Futian and the others arrived, they felt as if there was a sword inside the nebula. They didn't know if it was a real sword or not, but no one went in to take it because someone had already tried before Ye Futian arrived.
"Sword intent." From this nebula, he could actually sense the existence of Sword Will.
Could it be that Emperor Ziwei really had once cultivated here?
The sword intent he unleashed turned into a sword-shaped nebula?
This nebula covered a very large area, covering thousands of miles of space. It was like a sword of stars hanging in the starry sky. Countless starlight flowed, and even the flowing starlight seemed to contain sword will within it.
"Does Great Emperor Ziwei also cultivate sword techniques?" Ye Futian looked at the nebula and the flowing Sword Will. His eyes seemed to become extremely brilliant. It was as if everything in the world was changing in his eyes. In his eyes, there was no galaxy, only endless swords.
He saw countless swords flowing in the starry sky, eternal and undying, thus forming this magnificent nebula.
The river of swords was reflected in his eyes, as if it had entered the world of his Eye Sorcery and entered his mind.
Ye Futian felt that the whole world seemed to be changing. He stood there, in the galaxy of swordsmanship. In an instant, there was an incomparably terrifying Sword Will descending. Billions of sword lights from the galaxy rained down on him. There was no way to avoid it. It seemed to drown out time and space. Terrifying light burst from his eyes, and the aura of the Great Path erupted from his pupils. However, the river of swords rained down and buried his body.
Boom … Ye Futian felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and a trickle of blood seeped out. He took a few steps back, lowered his head slightly, and closed his eyes, not looking in front of him again.
This scene shocked the people around him, and they all looked at Ye Futian.
What happened?
Could it be that he saw something again?
Even many people from other forces looked in this direction, looking at Ye Futian. Among them, there were people who experienced a similar scene as Ye Futian just now. They heard an indifferent voice say, "This may be a sword will left behind by the Great Emperor. Don't try to comprehend it."
Ye Futian opened his eyes, but he did not look like before. He took a deep breath and calmed his breath, but his heart was slightly disturbed. He had encountered this situation when he first saw the corpse of Shenjia the Great Emperor. This time, however, he was careless and directly looked at it with his eyes. His consciousness entered it, and that was why he was attacked.
In that case, the nebulas in other places were also a wisp of will left behind by Ziwei the Great?
Ye Futian turned around and looked in other directions in the distance. If it was as he guessed, this place would be a holy land for cultivation, and there were ways left behind by Ziwei the Great.
However, Ye Futian was not that interested in this. After all, he had cultivated many methods and had no shortage of ways. This time, after observing the body of Shenjia the Great Emperor, the body he had forged was even more powerful.
Above the firmament, what was that Heavenly Scroll in the hands of Ziwei the Great?
Did the will of Ziwei the Great truly remain in the shadow of Ziwei the Great?
At this moment, Ye Futian only felt a powerful sword will suddenly appear beside him. He turned around and looked to the side, and saw that Ye Wuchen's whole body was shining brightly. Sword will flowed, and there was even a faint trace of extremely holy sword will. Brilliant sword light also seemed to light up between Ye Wuchen's brows, directly piercing the sword river in front of him. Obviously, Ye Wuchen's consciousness had also entered there. As a swordsman, he could naturally sense it.
After a moment, Ye Wuchen's body was violently jolted back. An invisible storm of sword aura swept over him, and a bloody mark appeared between his brows. He stabilized his body and opened his eyes. His gaze was no longer as sharp as before, and he seemed to be a little dispirited. The aura on his body was also a little unstable.
Ye Futian took out a porcelain bottle of pills and handed it to Ye Wuchen. Ye Wuchen accepted it without hesitation, then took out a pill and swallowed it. Immediately, an extremely rich life will enveloped his body. He still held the other pills in the bottle in his hand, as if he was ready to use them at any time.
"What kind of sword will did you sense just now?" Ye Wuchen asked Ye Futian.
"Feel it," Ye Futian said. Then, a divine light from between his brows burrowed into Ye Wuchen's mind. After a moment, Ye Wuchen raised his head to look at Ye Futian. He was a little surprised, and said, "The swordsmanship contained within is not simple. What we sensed was different."
"Hmm?" A strange look appeared on Ye Futian's face. Different?
"Try again," Ye Futian said to Ye Wuchen.
"Alright." Ye Wuchen nodded. The two of them continued to look at the sword river in front of them. Ye Futian's eyes became demonic and terrifying again. Could it be that he had underestimated this sword river before?
He looked inside again. In the galaxy, there were hundreds of millions of divine swords flowing. But this time, his divine will spread out, radiating towards the entire galaxy, wanting to see more clearly.
He did not continue to sense the flow of sword will. Gradually, his pair of brilliant eyes slowly closed. He did not continue to use his eyes to see, but instead, he used his heart to feel.
His consciousness seemed to be standing in the boundless starry sky, overlooking the river of stars from above. At this moment, he no longer saw the countless flowing swords, only one sword, a Starry Divine Sword that lay across the starry sky. This was completely different from what he had sensed just now!
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