Chapter 1368 - 1344: Seal Unleashed! (Second Update)

Therefore, for the safety of the Human Race, the Primordial Emperor must step into another realm.

Before leaving, the Primordial Emperor foresaw this as extremely dangerous, so he left a strand of soul and complete inheritance on Earth. This strand of soul possesses independent consciousness and abilities, essentially a separate self.

After the Primordial Emperor left for hundreds of years, Earth gradually quieted down, and the Primordial Emperor along with those who went to the other world never returned. Their names gradually became known only in history.

As time passed, the cultivation level of subsequent martial artists on Earth struggled to break through. The difficulty of advancing was much higher than before, and the Spiritual Qi was gradually depleting. With more martial artists competing for rarer natural treasures and caves with Spiritual Qi, the previously peaceful Earth was once again engulfed in massive killings and chaotic battles.

During this slaughter and chaos, some focused on the place left by the Primordial Emperor, and over a thousand masters rushed into the Primordial Sect, killing everyone within it until nothing was left of the entire sect.

However, the strand of soul left by the Primordial Emperor persisted and, after everyone else left, unleashed a Divine Power to protect this island with a stunning Array.

Then came the transformation of time; the masters changed again and again but never returned to match the top masters of the past. Added to that, the Demon Race developed intelligence, and after subsequent wars, those few surviving masters from the Ancient Era perished completely.

The remaining few were fortunate to survive, but the Cultivation Techniques and civilization from the Ancient Era were largely broken, inheriting only some during the Yanhuang Period.

A few thousand years later, the inheritance of the Primordial Emperor was opened for the first time.

The reason for opening was because the strand of soul sensed that contact with the Primordial Emperor in that world was lost.

This was a euphemistic way of saying that the link between the strand of soul and the main body had broken, meaning the main body had already perished; the Primordial Emperor had died in that world.

Ren Feng only felt his mind overwhelmed and everything he saw was truly shocking.

Moreover, this strand of soul was entirely tied to the Primordial Emperor's inheritance. Once he started accepting the inheritance, the suppression of other people's realms in this relic place would no longer exist.

In other words, they would all regain their original strength.

After reading through, Ren Feng still felt his mind in chaos; so this is how the Ancient Era was?

In the next moment, Ren Feng, who was originally bewildered, suddenly felt a change in the pressure on his entire body, and at this moment, an inexplicable energy surged into his body!

"Ah!"

The intense pain immediately exceeded Ren Feng's tolerance, and he cried out in agony, gripping the armrests of the throne tightly.

"Inheritance begins."

A voice, full of majesty and indifference, sounded as the terrifying energy rushed in from the heavens, and from below the throne, a unique energy began to spread upward.

Ren Feng felt as though his entire body could not bear it, the surging energy completely surpassing his strength. If he continued to endure it, he might even explode on the spot!

But Ren Feng had to grit his teeth and persevere, because this was the inheritance of the Primordial Emperor. If this trial wasn't passed, then the inheritance of the Primordial Emperor would not be obtained.

As the inheritance on the floating island began, the masters undergoing trials in the city below suddenly felt their suppressed powers abruptly return.

Long Yue was in fierce battle with the masters of the Primordial Sect, and several masters had already fallen to the ground, but Long Yue was also covered in blood.

With a quick turn, Long Yue feigned a flaw, sacrificing a wound to his left arm to directly kill the last disciple of the Primordial Sect.

After killing this person, Long Yue breathed a sigh of relief and took out the Purple Jade Cyan Ginseng Elixir to quickly restore the True Qi and heal the injuries within his body.

Just as she killed the last master, the surrounding scene instantly returned to normal, and a teleportation array glimmering with soft blue light appeared in front.

...

In the Sword Tomb, Sima Nan was being chased by that enormous sword.

Constructed from countless broken swords, this massive sword was incredibly powerful, and Sima Nan did not want to be pierced through by thousands of swords. His speed was extremely fast, and he took out the Purple Jade Cyan Ginseng Elixir to replenish the True Qi he had lost.

With an exquisite footwork move, at the moment the giant sword flew toward him, Sima Nan suddenly lifted his Qi, ascending directly into the air.

The enormous sword directly collided with a giant rock at this moment, and with a crash, the huge sword shattered to pieces.

Sima Nan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the pile of broken swords amassed on the ground, finally feeling at ease.

But then, the scattered swords suddenly began to tremble again, swiftly gathering in midair.

Sima Nan, watching the scene, was at a loss for words.

"Damn!"

Sima Nan cursed, turned without hesitation, and ran again only for the enormous sword to reform and fly directly towards him.

Those swords not far ahead also took flight at this moment, aiming to pierce the ground in front of Sima Nan.

Sima Nan was startled and abruptly halted, turning back as the broken swords stabbed into the ground just ahead of him, forming a semicircle that blocked his path.

Looking back, Sima Nan saw the giant sword almost upon him.

The situation was extremely dangerous at this moment, and the broken swords received a call from the Sword Spirit, trembling as they rose from the ground!

Sima Nan's expression grew serious, clutching his sword tightly, but then, he suddenly felt his strength rapidly increase!

It was as if a restraint on his body had been released in that instant, and in the Soul Sea, a shackle was directly broken.

The sudden change thrilled Sima Nan, though he didn't understand the reason, his strength had already returned to the Half-Saint Realm, enough to deal with this Sword Spirit.

"I'll use this to test out my newly comprehended sword move!"

Sima Nan flicked his right wrist, crafting a sword pattern in the air as the giant sword approached, recalling the swordsmanship the man performed under the peach blossoms in the courtyard.

In the next second, a strange aura surrounded Sima Nan, seeming ethereal and poetic as he gently thrust out his sword.