The Art of the Great Sword

The breath emanating from the Tianjue Sword was as sharp as a steel knife scraping bones. Just by feeling the power of the Tianjue Sword, the Zheng family ancestor felt like he was being torn apart by the sword.

However, the Tianjue Sword was of great importance. With his peak cultivation in the Creation Realm, no one in the entire Xuanhuang World would be his opponent.

The Zheng family's strength in Zhongzhou could not be compared with that of the Futian Kingdom after all.

But now it was different. With the Tianjue Sword, even the royal family of the Futian Kingdom could be killed with one blow when facing him!

Immediately, he began to grab the Tianjue Sword.

As soon as his palm stretched out, the terrifying power contained in the Tianjue Sword had the tendency to wipe him out directly.

When the Zheng family ancestor felt the changes he was experiencing now, he felt endless bitterness in his heart.

His palm was bleeding, and criss-crossing wounds appeared on his palm, making him in unbearable pain.

Moreover, the blood flowing from his palm was also gathering towards the Tianjue Knife. From a distance, it seemed as if the Tianjue Knife was going to absorb all the blood in his body.

Seeing this scene, the Zheng family ancestor was a little nervous.

Could it be that the Tianjue Knife was going to absorb all the blood in his body?

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly found that the blood in his body was flowing faster and was quickly gathering towards the Tianjue Knife.

"The blood in my body is also flowing away, what's going on?"

The Zheng family ancestor found that his physical condition was very wrong.

The palm was cut by the momentum of the Tianjue Knife, but the blood flowing from his wound was the blood in his body.

For cultivators, blood is very important. Once the blood in the body is lost, they will be threatened by death.

This Tianjue Knife was clearly transmitted from the altar he built, but now, why did it suddenly attack him?

The Zheng family ancestor was panicking. He felt that the Tianjue Sword would suck away all the energy in his body.

"Don't be nervous. The Tianjue Sword was transported across the border to this place this time, and it consumed too much energy. Wait for the Tianjue Sword to recover a little."

When the Zheng family ancestor used his own power to resist the sword intent of the Tianjue Sword, another voice came into his ears.

This voice was very gentle and had the effect of soothing people's inner trauma.

The Zheng family ancestor, who was originally very nervous, was really no longer nervous after hearing this voice.

However, he suddenly felt that the crises he was facing now were enough to destroy his life.

Was this voice deceiving himself?

He just thought of this and suddenly gave up this idea.

They needed a spokesperson, and there was no spokesperson more suitable than himself.

The speed of the blood and blood in his body was accelerating, but the Zheng family ancestor was not panicking at all now.

Not long after, the blood and blood in his body were absorbed, and even his soul was destroyed at this moment.

But the Zheng family ancestor was still not as panicked as before.

He even felt that his power was getting stronger and stronger, because he controlled the Tianjue Sword.

"My strength is getting stronger. When I control the Tianjue Sword, I will become the most powerful existence in this Xuanhuang World!"

The Zheng family ancestor was cheering himself up, but he saw that his body had shriveled up, like a dehydrated mummy.

His body had no vitality, and the vitality in his soul was also being devoured by the Tianjue Sword, but he seemed not to be aware of his crisis.

Not long after, when his soul was about to die, he suddenly reacted and roared: "You are lying to me!"

What Tianjue Sword, once exerted, can bring a devastating threat to the cultivators in the Three Tribulations Reincarnation Realm, this was a lie from beginning to end.

The Tianjue Sword was attacking himself, or rather, it was the Tianjue Sword that ate himself!

"Fool, it is your honor to be the nourishment of the Tianjue Knife!"

"Aren't you going to offer everything for my Lord?"

"Your life is your sacrifice!"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came out from the Tianjue Knife.

After hearing this, it was too late for the Zheng family ancestor to regret.

He had been crushed by the Tianjue Knife to the point that only his soul was left, and his soul was in a state that could collapse at any time. Even if he wanted to escape from the attack of the Tianjue Knife, he couldn't do it.

Death has become a foregone conclusion, which filled the Zheng family ancestor's heart with sadness.

"Cooperating with the demons is a wrong choice in itself."

"The demons have never regarded us humans as life of the same level. In the eyes of the demons, we are just food after all!"

At this moment, the Zheng family ancestor suddenly realized that it was actually difficult for the human race to change their identity as food when facing the demons.

Over the years, he has not only cooperated with the demons, but also with the demons.

This time he was able to build an altar in this secret room and summon the Tianjue Sword because the demons had dreamed of him, and then he used the blood of the human race as a sacrifice to summon the Tianjue Sword.

He thought that the Tianjue Sword could be the beginning of his Zheng family's dominance of the Xuanhuang World, but he didn't expect that this would be the beginning of the Zheng family's demise!

The Tianjue Sword has self-awareness, and even a demon cultivator has inhabited the Tianjue Sword and set foot in the Xuanhuang World.

By the time the Zheng family ancestor figured out the key, it was too late.

The shadow of death lingered on him. When he felt the situation he was facing, he only had regrets.

To cooperate with the demons was to seek the skin of a tiger. No one had told him this truth, but he had never listened to it before.

But now, when he was threatened with death, he suddenly realized it.

"Since you know that you are food, why don't you just be my food?"

A mocking voice came from the Tianjue Knife.

Then, a group of black mist came out of the Tianjue Knife.

The black mist that came out of the Tianjue Knife poured into the body of the Zheng family ancestor.

The body, which had originally looked like a mummy, began to inflate like a balloon at this moment.

Then, the Zheng family ancestor appeared in the secret room intact again.

However, the Zheng family ancestor at this time was no longer the original Zheng family ancestor.

"Such a weak body, the potential has been exhausted, there is no possibility of even stepping into the Samsara Realm."

"Why did I choose such a waste!"

The voice full of disgust came from the mouth of the Zheng family ancestor. Now the person who spoke was no longer the original Zheng family ancestor.

He was the black shadow that came out of the Tianjue Sword, and his true identity was the demon clan!

"However, the Zheng family ancestor is still a figure in this Xuanhuang world after all. Through his identity, I can do a lot of things!"

When the current Zheng family ancestor's voice fell, he grabbed the Tianjue Sword, and then a cruel smile appeared on his face, saying: "Tianjue Sword, Tianjue Sword, since you have come to this world full of food, then I will let you eat enough first!"

After saying this, the Zheng family ancestor immediately carried the Tianjue Sword and walked out of the secret room.

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Zhongzhou, Yang Family.

The Yang family ancestor's cultivation is at the peak of the Creation Realm. It is rumored that he has been in seclusion for a hundred years and is preparing to impact the Samsara Realm.

At this time, the place where the ancestor of the Yang family was in retreat was filled with a strong smell of blood.

In the place where the ancestor of the Yang family was in retreat, there was an altar located in the center of the place where the ancestor of the Yang family was in retreat, and there was a river of blood around the altar.

In the blood river, faces of human beings appeared one after another, some of them were numb, some were angry, and some were extremely sad.

All this blood was from the human race, including the blood of ordinary people and the blood of cultivators.

Even the altar was built with the bones of human cultivators.

The ancestor of the Yang family was now kneeling devoutly under the altar, holding a white jade bottle in his hands.

He was muttering something in his mouth, saying some incomprehensible syllables.

At the same time, a mysterious breath emanated from the mouth of the jade bottle he held in his hands, and it gathered towards the altar.

Not long after, a space fluctuation came from the altar.

Following closely, the blood pool built around the altar suddenly began to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All the blood was gathering towards the altar. Not long after, a middle-aged man with a dignified face gradually appeared above the altar.

The middle-aged man was just a shadow, but as the blood continued to merge into his body, his face became more and more solid.

However, in an instant, a breathtaking force emanated from the middle-aged man. Even the ancestor of the Yang family, who had reached the peak of the realm of creation, was oppressed by this breath and could not breathe.

"Welcome my Lord!"

Even though he could not breathe, the ancestor of the Yang family still shouted respectfully.

"What is the situation over there at the Evil Yin Demon Tower?"

The visitor did not care about the attitude of the ancestor of the Yang family. He was more concerned about the Evil Yin Demon Tower.

Upon hearing this, the ancestor of the Yang family said nervously, "Master, the Evil Yin Demon Tower is under the supervision of the Floating Heaven Kingdom. No one can get close to it unless they are related to the Floating Heaven Kingdom."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man on the altar said, "Forget it, since you don't know, I will go to the Evil Yin Demon Tower myself."

After he said this, his figure suddenly disappeared from the altar.

Seeing this, the ancestor of the Yang family was full of disappointment on his face.

This time, he summoned this terrifying existence to the Xuanhuang World. He thought that the Yang family could take advantage of the situation, but he didn't expect that this powerful man he summoned would ignore their Yang family.

It would be good to give them a little benefit. If he didn't give them anything, wouldn't all his efforts be in vain?

He wanted to intercept the middle-aged man, but he didn't say it after all.