This ancient relic site is an independent cave heaven created by a powerful being.
Isolated from the outside world, the concentration of spiritual energy here is as dense as in ancient times.
He looked up and saw a long sword suspended in the sky.
The moment he stepped into this relic, the sword reacted.
It released a powerful sword energy, aiming to kill Fang Ling.
His protective shield naturally blocked it, and for a moment, he was unharmed as the sword energy couldn’t penetrate the shield’s defense.
He walked forward slowly; this place indeed resembled the mountain gate of a sword sect.
Upon entering, he saw five towering mountains shaped like swords, exuding a majestic and awe-inspiring aura.
It felt as if five swords were simultaneously attacking him, causing his heart to race.
Passing through these five sword mountains, he saw pavilions and towers standing tall among the mountains.
He continued walking and saw many skeletons.
These skeletons, despite the passage of countless years, had not turned to dust, indicating their formidable strength in life.
Beside these skeletons were swords that had turned to powder.
He could still recognize them as swords because traces of sword energy remained in the powder.
The fact that the sword energy hadn’t dissipated after so many years showed that these were good swords, and their owners were masters of the Sword Dao.
He walked a bit further and found several storage rings.
Most of the items in the storage rings had been eroded by time, but some jade slips remained intact.
Jade slips were often used to record techniques and divine powers because they could withstand the erosion of time.
Most of the jade slips he found recorded Sword Dao divine powers and techniques beneficial for cultivating the Sword Dao.
Gu Hong Yan’s Canglang Sword Technique was also found in a storage ring.
Fang Ling walked for a while and suddenly felt a chill.
He had overlooked a problem: the scattered skeletons didn’t match the surrounding environment.
Sword cultivators were known for their tough temperaments among all cultivators.
But why were there no signs of battle here?
The pavilions and towers were completely intact; if there had been a battle, it wouldn’t look like this.
“The enemy must have been overwhelmingly powerful, killing everyone instantly,” Fang Ling could only speculate.
Suddenly, he frowned and looked up at the long sword suspended in the sky.
The sword’s released sword energy was getting stronger, and his protective shield could no longer withstand it, causing him pain.
“The sword energy is getting stronger, I need to move quickly!”
Fang Ling’s heart tightened, and he no longer dared to dawdle.
He quickly moved through the abandoned mountain gate, collecting more storage rings along the way.
Suddenly, he felt his Life-Bound Blood Sword becoming excited.
It was like a child seeing its favorite food.
Following the Blood Sword’s guidance, he moved forward and finally stopped in front of a cave.
Above the cave was a plaque with the words “Sword Tomb” inscribed on it!
A Sword Tomb is a place to bury swords.
Some powerful individuals, having no heirs, didn’t want to pass their swords to others after death, hence the existence of Sword Tombs.
After their death, their swords would be placed in the Sword Tomb as their final resting place.
“Could there be primordial sword energy inside?” Fang Ling wondered.
He felt his Life-Bound Blood Sword becoming more excited.
It was like when he saw Dou Qin and Purple Bamboo.
He had heard from Sword Demon that some ancient Sword Tombs could condense primordial sword energy.
However, the chances of a Sword Tomb condensing primordial sword energy were very low, with extremely harsh conditions.
First, the swords entering the Sword Tomb had to be good swords, with at least thirteen restrictions.
Second, the number of swords in the Sword Tomb had to be sufficient, at least a thousand, to resonate with each other.
Finally, it took time. Over the long years, these treasured swords would gradually perish.
But their purest sword energy would be preserved, eventually condensing into primordial sword energy.
He entered the cave and arrived at the Sword Tomb.
The scene before him was desolate, with numerous “broken swords” crookedly stuck in the ground.
These treasured swords, after so many years, still retained their shape and hadn’t turned to powder, indicating their high quality.
His gaze swept across and finally stopped on a mass of gas as white as snow.
But just one look, and his eyes were pierced, with two lines of blood tears streaming down.
If not for his strong physique, his eyes would have been blinded.
“Incredible, it’s impossible to look directly at it.”
He confirmed that this must be the primordial sword energy Sword Master had mentioned.
“Such fortune today, I must thank Gu Hong Yan.”
He flew forward and approached the primordial sword energy.
He wanted to draw the primordial sword energy into his body, but the moment he touched it, his outstretched hand was instantly shredded!
A new hand quickly grew from the severed stump, and his shredded hand was immediately restored.
“So domineering, can’t look at it, can’t touch it,” Fang Ling snorted coldly.
He continued to try, not giving up, but he couldn’t succeed for a long time.
“If force doesn’t work, I’ll have to be gentle,” Fang Ling sighed inwardly.
He decided to first get close to the primordial sword energy, letting it accept him willingly.
He slowly wrapped it with his divine sense, and the primordial sword energy didn’t react violently, not severing his divine sense.
Seeing hope, he slowly got closer…
Who knows how long it took, but the primordial sword energy gradually merged into Fang Ling’s Life-Bound Blood Sword, becoming one with him.
In an instant, a blood-colored sword energy shot up to the sky!
Even the long sword suspended in the sky felt fear and immediately retracted its sword energy.
Primordial sword energy suppresses all sword energy. In the future, when facing strong Sword Dao practitioners, he would have an innate advantage.
At the Sword Tomb, Fang Ling suddenly opened his eyes.
He stood up and brushed off the dust on his body.
“Who knows how long I’ve been sitting here, the dust is so thick.”
He looked at the rising dust around him and couldn’t help but frown.
He left the Sword Tomb and continued to search the relic.
Now, with the primordial sword energy, he was not afraid of the treasure sword in the sky and could search here as long as he wanted.
In the depths of the relic, beside a sword furnace, he saw a corpse.
The corpse, except for the lack of a heartbeat, was no different from a living person.
Even his hair was intact, with not a single strand fallen.
“A body that doesn’t decay, this person was a sword cultivator with such a powerful physique…”
His appearance was majestic and handsome, but his eyes were open, not at peace in death.
Fang Ling followed his gaze and saw the sword furnace.
“This person was probably still forging a sword before his death,” Fang Ling thought.
The fire in the sword furnace had long been extinguished, and the furnace door was open, with nothing inside.
Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he looked up at the sky.
“Could this sword have been forged in the sword furnace back then?”
“When the sword was completed, everyone here died, and it automatically flew out, suspended in the air.”
At this moment, Fang Ling suddenly noticed a few lines of text on the ground.
These lines were engraved with sword energy and had faded over the years, which is why he hadn’t noticed them at first.
“This sword is named ‘Executioner,’ forged with precious materials like Primordial Black Gold and Kaiyuan Thick Iron.”
“I also inscribed it with the Law of Penetration, granting it the power to destroy everything.”
“If this sword is completed, it will surely rank among the famous swords!”
“However, during the forging process, a curse entered the sword furnace, causing a major flaw in the sword.”
“When I opened the furnace to inspect the sword, I deduced that anyone with a special physique who bonds with this sword will be cut down by it, turning into a mortal…”
Fang Ling looked up at the sky, a strange light flashing in his eyes.
“A cursed sword, this sword is not for me…”
“But it would be perfect for Gu Hong Yan.”
“If he is willing to switch to the Tianluo Divine Art and become my follower, gifting him this sword wouldn’t be a bad idea.”
He beckoned to the sky.
Now that he had the primordial sword energy, this sword, though extraordinary, dared not act rashly and obediently flew into his hand.
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