Seeing that everyone nodded seriously, Ye Futian looked in the direction of the abyss again and said, "Let's go around!"
After saying this, he walked in another direction, not taking any risks.
In fact, he could try to use the imperial weapon to open the way and attack the abyss, but he was not confident. The giant hand that stretched out from the abyss was too terrifying. If an accident happened, he would die here.
As his cultivation grew stronger, the responsibility on his shoulders grew greater. Ye Futian cherished his life more and more and would not take risks easily.
Secondly, he was still in awe of the tombs of the gods. If he could inherit the relics of the ancient emperors, he would do so. If he could not, he did not want to destroy them.
The group of people took a detour and did not cross the abyss. They would rather take the long way around than take risks. The strange sound in the abyss was still there, attracting people's attention. It was like the call of the god of death. If they were attracted, they might be brought into the abyss and be doomed eternally.
They changed direction and walked a long distance. They came to another area. Ye Futian's divine spirit covered an extremely vast area. While moving forward, he was also looking for the relics of the Great Emperors.
The Tomb of the Gods was most likely the battlefield of the gods. The ruins left behind by the battle of the gods would be unprecedented.
"Sword Will!" Ye Futian said at this moment. He sensed a gust of Sword Will, and then he moved in a certain direction. The other cultivators followed closely behind him.
Not long after, several mountains appeared on this barren land. This area was covered by an extremely powerful Sword Will. It was like a sword domain. When they got closer, they could feel an extremely strong pressure of swordsmanship. It was as if they had stepped into a world of swords.
Many of these mountains had been split open, but they were not destroyed. Looking closely, there were sword marks in the middle of the mountains. The sword marks were extremely clean. The mountains were cut open, but they did not destroy them. Only the shocking Sword Will was left behind.
On the highest peak, there was a broken sword. The broken sword was covered in dust. It had been through countless years of wind and frost. It looked like an ordinary broken sword stuck there, but Ye Futian could clearly sense that this was the source of the Sword Realm.
"The Sword Will that has not dissipated for countless years seems to be eternal," Ye Futian said in a low voice. The Sword Will of the Great Emperor would naturally not decay.
They gradually approached the mountain. Ye Futian walked at the front and felt a strong pressure on his body. The cultivators behind him did not have it as easy as Ye Futian. Celestial Lord Chen and Hua Jieyu were fine, but the others were struggling.
"This broken sword should have been left behind by the Great Emperor. The sword will here is also the sword will left behind by the Great Emperor. I can cultivate here and see if I have a chance to obtain this broken sword." "However, don't force yourself. If you can't withstand the Sword Will here, then leave."
This time, many of them had come. The Tombs of the Gods had appeared, and the core cultivators of the Ziwei Segmentum had all come here. Not only were there cultivators who had passed the tribulation, but there were also many top Renhuangs.
Here, he could cultivate properly.
"Yes." Everyone nodded. After that, some of them stayed where they were and tried to comprehend it, while others continued forward, getting closer to the broken sword.
Ye Futian also continued forward. As he got closer to the broken sword, the Sword Will became stronger and stronger. This Sword Will was extremely pure. It was the purest Sword Will that Ye Futian had ever felt. It was as if it was the Way of the Sword itself.
This extremely pure Way of the Sword seemed to have the power to destroy everything and the Great Path. Even though the sword was broken, the Sword Will remained.
Ye Futian stood there, closed his eyes, and meditated. They had entered the Tombs of the Gods relatively early. Only a few Great Emperors had arrived at the same time as them. The cultivators of the top forces of the other worlds had to rush here through the major spatial passages, so they did not meet other cultivators.
However, looking at the scene on this ancient continent, each broken sword was a relic. If possible, he hoped that he could seize this opportunity and let the core figures of the Ziwei Imperial Palace be baptized by the Will of the Great Emperor. In the future, they would all have a chance to move forward.
After all, many people were restricted by their talents. If they were baptized by the Will of the Emperor, they could undergo some transformation.
Closing his eyes, Ye Futian calmly comprehended. Very quickly, he felt the terrifying Sword Will that was everywhere. Even the pressure that he had to bear grew stronger. It was as if the stronger his perception of the Sword Will, the stronger the pressure would be.
At this moment, Ye Futian suddenly felt that the broken sword seemed to have a life of its own. In his perception, at the top of the mountain, there was no longer a broken sword there, but a person. He sat there quietly, as if he had existed since ancient times.
In the powerful and pure Sword Will, Ye Futian even felt a summoning power. It was as if the sword was waiting for someone to awaken it.
"Sword Soul?"
Ye Futian's heart trembled. This sword might have already nurtured its own Sword Soul. It took the form of the sword's owner and became a spiritual body. If this was the case, this sword could even be forged into a cultivator's Sword Soul.
However, this would require a lot of danger.
Ye Futian's cultivation was now very strong, and many of the powers of the Great Path had been perfected. He did not want to take risks. Even if he integrated the Sword Soul, it would not be stronger than the Life Spirit that he already had.
However, this Sword Will could be comprehended, and it could make his Sword Will purer.
Of course, many people behind him were skilled in swordsmanship, so they could cultivate here for a while. There would be many opportunities in the Tomb of the Gods. He needed to seize all that he could.
Gu Dongliu, Ye Wuchen, the Swordmaster of Lihen, and Yaya all cultivated in swordsmanship. Besides Gu Dongliu, who was undergoing the Heavenly Tribulation, the other three were also at the top of the Renhuang Plane. Now that they had the opportunity to cultivate here, they naturally could not miss it.
Even for those who did not cultivate in swordsmanship, comprehending the Sword Will of the Great Emperor would not do them any harm.
In the quiet space, a group of people cultivated quietly. There was no sound. The powerful Sword Will shrouded everyone. Time passed unknowingly. While they were cultivating here, cultivators from various worlds had set foot on this ancient land one after another. Moreover, there was an endless stream of them.
This time, cultivators from various worlds had come through the opened passageway.
However, this was not necessarily a lucky time. As the number of people on this continent continued to increase, some strange beasts began to run amok. Many cultivators did not obtain anything and died tragically at the hands of the strange beasts.
However, there were also powerful existences who could deal with the strange beasts and even kill them. They were all top figures from various worlds.
Finally, other people came over. After feeling the Sword Will, someone walked forward, wanting to comprehend this Sword Will.
But at this time, Blind Tie, Fang Cun, and Duo Yu walked to different directions and directly sealed off this space. As protectors of Ziwei Imperial Palace, they naturally had to stand up at this time.
These cultivators from other worlds had not seen Ye Futian and the others before. However, they also felt a hint of threat from their aura and did not dare to act rashly.
But the number of people who gathered here increased. Someone said, "In the land of the relic, anyone who comes here can cultivate. What is the meaning of this?"
"This place already belongs to us. You can go somewhere else," Fang Cun said.
"Hmph." Someone snorted coldly. It was a cultivator from the Dark World. A terrifying will of death surged from his body and shrouded Fang Cun and the others. His eyes were like the eyes of death. As he looked forward, they turned into a domain.
But at this moment, a figure stood in front of him. There was also a pair of terrifying eyes staring at him. It was Duo Yu's eyes, the Eyes of Samsara.
In an instant, many illusions appeared in the mind of the other party. A divine implement spear appeared in Duo Yu's hand. His figure flashed, and his body disappeared from where he stood. The spear shot straight at the other party as fast as lightning.
When the spear appeared, countless spear shadows and countless illusions appeared in front of the other party's eyes. He was trapped in them. The Eyes of Samsara, the Reincarnation Spear.
Pfft … A crisp sound was heard. The divine implement spear directly penetrated the other party's body. A terrifying existence from the Dark World did not even have time to release his powerful power and died on the spot.
"Wonderful," Fang Cun praised. Fang Cun praised. They rarely fought with others. Last time, when they caused a ruckus in the Domain Chief's Manor of the Shangqing Domain, no one was a worthy opponent. Among the four disciples of Four Corner Village, Duo Duo's cultivation was the purest.
Just one strike was enough to display such powerful combat power that Celestial Venerable Chen and the others couldn't help but exclaim.
The other experts were all intimidated by this spear, and no one stepped forward.
"Anyone who dares to touch the territory of the Ziwei Segmentum will be killed without mercy." Fang Cun said coldly, causing the hearts of the cultivators to tremble. Although they had never seen them before, how could they not have heard of the Ziwei Segmentum?
One by one, the figures turned around and left. They left very quickly, which showed how powerful the Ziwei Segmentum was now.
Fang Cun and the others turned their heads and saw a figure walking towards the broken sword at the top of the mountain. His pace was slow, but it was firm as he walked towards the broken sword step by step.
"Wuchen." Ye Futian looked at the figure and saw that it was Ye Wuchen. He walked through the air and came to the front of the broken sword at the top of the mountain. He was still moving forward.
Gu Dongliu and the Swordmaster of Lihen also took a few steps forward. They looked a little worried.
"Let him try," Ye Futian said in a low voice. Ye Futian said in a low voice. Ye Wuchen was already in front of the broken sword. Every step was extremely difficult. Everyone stared at him.
Ye Wuchen stretched out his hand and grasped the broken sword. In an instant, a terrifying Sword Will raged on his body. He let out a scream, but the Sword Will in his body resonated with the broken sword. At the same time, his Sword Spirit appeared. It was as if his shadow was there. It was as if his spiritual soul had left his body and was heading towards the broken sword.
Seeing this scene, Ye Futian's expression froze. This madman actually responded to the call of the broken sword!
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