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In the blood-red disc floating above the Nine Heavens Blood Stairway, in the center of the spinning disc, a young man's figure was sitting on the halo with a solemn expression on his face.
Buzz.
When his finger gently touched the blood-red vertical eye on his forehead, a faint trembling sound was suddenly emitted from between his brows. After which, it transformed into blade aura that pierced into his sea of consciousness.
However, due to the remnant blade spirit attached to the middle of his forehead, it gave him a certain amount of support. Because the remnant blade spirit attached to the middle of his forehead, under the nourishment of the blade aura, the sea of consciousness did not suffer any impact.
When the final wisp of blade aura was completely withdrawn, a new information suddenly gushed out from within his mind.
"So this blade is actually a blade that can give birth to an inner demon."
The ruthless aura that was being emitted by the Crescent Moon's vertical eye on his forehead caused Ling Jian to feel slightly absent-minded. If not for his mental fortitude, he would have definitely had difficulty controlling the blade spirit even if he had obtained the approval of the blade spirit.
After the blade energy had been completely restrained, Ling Jian could clearly feel that he seemed to have merged with the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss to become one. The current speed that came from the air was exceptionally exquisite.
"The most concentrated form of the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss's Qi is the saber Qi that is emitted from the Burying World Saber!"
Ling Jian muttered to himself in shock. Promptly, his eyes lit up as he stared at the enormous Buried Heaven Saber. His heart was in flux. Evidently, the killing intent contained within this Buried Heaven Saber was beyond his imagination.
With just a thought, the blade suddenly trembled. With a hum, under the cover of the blood-red light, the body of the blade suddenly shrank. In a few short breaths, it had shrunk to about three feet.
Ling Jian's eyes shined as he stared at the three foot long, ferocious blood colored long blade, his heart was moved. The aura of slaughter on the blood blade was so strong, as long as he controlled the blade, then the problem of sealing the Qing-Yun Sect should not be too difficult, right?
Ling Jian quickly appeared in front of the 'Buried Heaven Saber' and suddenly extended his hand to grab it. On his forehead, the vertical eye of the crescent moon flashed and the killing intent within his body surged.
Buzz.
The moment his hand grasped the longblade, a humming sound swept out continuously, and a wave of blade intent that shook the depths of his soul swept out. Ling Jian's body shook violently, and involuntarily gripped the blade of the Buried Heaven and Earth, slashing towards the cross.
Swoosh.
A crescent-like saber light abruptly appeared in front of the cross peak, bringing with it a rain of blood. Suddenly, the cross peak slightly trembled before immediately dissipating.
A weak point of light appeared in the void there, as if it was a plane node in the dimensional realm …
"Hiss."
On the blood-red colored star platform, Luo Tianyan and the two great elders walked over while trembling. After the control of the blade, the pressure coming from the sky finally slowly dissipated. However, at the same time, the ripple coming from the blade did not weaken at all.
However, when they noticed the scene just now, the blood in their bodies started to boil, causing them to feel a little shocked and incredulous. Evidently, the scene earlier had exceeded their expectations.
The three of them appeared in front of Ling Jian, their expressions extremely complicated. Their eyes stared blankly at the blade held in the youth's hand.
The blade was surrounded by a myriad of murderous auras, which prevented the shape of the blade from appearing clearly in front of his eyes. The edge and malevolence that was hidden under the energy was clearly visible, like a hidden dragon that was being stung and could not be underestimated.
"Young Sect Master!"
Both of them looked at the young man with admiration and satisfaction. After so long, the men from the Qing-Yun Sect had finally obtained the treasures of the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss. To them, this was a sense of accomplishment.
"This blade is called the 'Buried World Blade'."
"We've already gotten the Thousand Killing Abyss treasure, so let's hurry up and go back as well so that no one will notice. After all, the people from the Ten Thousand Lightning School and Little World Sect that came this time have all been annihilated."
Ling Jian shook his head and laughed.
"Let's go!"
Just as he was about to leave this place with a wave of his hand, a rushing wind sound suddenly came from behind him. In the midst of the wind, a cross like object rapidly appeared before his eyes.
"It's the Ten Killing Inheritances?"
Ling Jian, who had just taken a step forward, had also withdrawn his gaze because of the sudden appearance of this item. His clothes rolled over as he placed it in his hand. His expression was calm as he looked at the black token within his palm.
"Ten Thousand Killing Order."
A blurry piece of information appeared in his mind, causing Ling Jian's heart to tremble slightly. Soon after, he looked at the black cross in his palm in surprise. As he stroked it, he appeared extremely calm.
"The Ten Thousand Killing Inheritance is in here. I wonder, what is this Ten Thousand Killing Inheritance?"
Ling Jian shook his head, wanting to continue to understand more information, but was unable to find any information on the Ten Thousand Killing Token. He could only shake his head helplessly, and with a thought, the Ten Thousand Killing Token entered the Mustard Seed Crystal.
Holding the blade that was emitting a dense Qi, Ling Jian and the rest walked down the Nine Heavens Blood Stairway.
When they had just ascended the Nine Heavens Blood Stairway, it had been extremely difficult. However, once the harvest had been fully reaped, everyone relaxed.
Ling Jian's gaze swept across the disciples' faces, and when he saw the expressions of everyone present, he could only smile helplessly. It was obvious that from the expressions of these disciples, he could tell that they had originally planned to go up the Nine Heavens Blood Stairway themselves, but because they were unable to use their bodies to perform the Giant Spirit state and the spiritual energy suppression on the Nine Heavens Blood Staircase, they were helpless to do anything.
"Young Sect Master!"
"Elders!"
Seeing the four people come down, the disciples of Qingyun Peak stood up one by one.
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