525: Chapter 526: Ancestor Dragon Supre Sword (3rd Update) 525: Chapter 526: Ancestor Dragon Supre Sword (3rd Update) Chu Fengmian was a Sword Cultivator, and to Sword Cultivators, the most important thing was the sword.
Chu Fengmian’s Red Fla Sword, though he had refined it and its power had greatly increased, was no longer capable of fully unleashing Chu Fengmian’s swordsmanship given his current strength.
Only a heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact, a sentient one, could fully manifest Chu Fengmian’s swordsmanship to its fullest potential.
If he could obtain a heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact sword, Chu Fengmian’s strength could further increase, possibly even doubling.
This heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact sword seed not to have appeared initially in the secret chamber but only erged after many treasures had been collected by the crowd.
Chu Fengmian hadn’t noticed it at first.
“I must obtain this sword,” Chu Fengmian muttered to himself, his expression resolute.
A heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact was a once-in-a-century encounter, let alone a sword of this caliber.
Chu Fengmian’s figure flickered repeatedly, and soon he approached the heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact.
“Chu Fengmian, how are your gains?”
Just as Chu Fengmian arrived nearby, Bai Xuan flew over and asked.
A trace of joy was also evident on her face.
In the struggle, she had managed to acquire three treasures.
Although her haul was nowhere near Chu Fengmian’s, obtaining three treasures amid such a chaotic battle was still quite fortunate.
“Not bad,”
Chu Fengmian chuckled lightly and did not elaborate further but instead asked,
“When did this heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact appear?”
Chu Fengmian had been collecting treasures inside the chamber and thus hadn’t noticed when exactly the heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact had appeared.
“It is said that soone suddenly triggered a chanism, and then it just appeared.
But getting your hands on this heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact is not going to be easy,”
Bai Xuan pointed at the Spiritual Artifact and said.
“Look at the restrictions on it.”
Following Bai Xuan’s direction, Chu Fengmian looked over.
This heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact, like the countless treasures in the Ancient Dragon Emperor’s cave, had restrictions placed upon it.
Iridescent lights enveloped the surroundings of the weapon.
However, the restrictions on this Spiritual Artifact were slightly different in terms of strength.
The restrictions on this artifact were likely even more robust than those on the secret chamber’s main door, despite having withstood fifty thousand years of ti’s erosion.
The power within them still made Chu Fengmian feel like a minute ant when he faced these restrictions with all his might.
“Could these restrictions have been personally set by the Ancient Dragon Emperor?”
Chu Fengmian was taken aback by the iridescent lights on the Spiritual Artifact.
The power of Ti was the most terrifying force in existence, resistant to even the might of nurous ancient powerhouses, who fell directly under its relentless erosion.
Likewise for these restrictions; the protections laid by the powerful could last a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand years.
But fifty thousand years was enough to erode most of their strength, yet the power of this iridescent light remained terrifying even after such a long period.
Only soone like the Ancient Dragon Emperor, who had reached the pinnacle of the Nine Domains, could have set such enduring restrictions.
“Using Bloodline Power, I could neutralize these restrictions, but in the presence of so many onlookers, if I were to dissolve the restrictions, I would likely be attacked by the crowd!”
Chu Fengmian gazed at the heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact and frowned.
Obtaining this heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact was not going to be easy; everyone desired it.
All the gathered people were watching closely; if Chu Fengmian were to rush forward now, it would surely incite the crowd’s rage.
With Chu Fengmian’s current strength, if everyone tead up to besiege him, escaping would be extrely difficult.
Chu Fengmian murmured to himself.
“I must wait for the right mont.”
While waiting for an opportunity, Chu Fengmian observed the heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact.
On the blade of the longsword was carved a dragon that seed almost lifelike.
This dragon was no ordinary dragon; even as a statue, Chu Fengmian could feel the terrifying dragon might and the breath of ancient tis emanating from it.
This aura was even older than that of ancient battle dragons—it was the breath of the ancestor of ten thousand dragons.
“Could this sword be the legendary Ancestor Dragon Supre Sword, one of the dragon tribe’s sacred treasures?”
A thought crossed Chu Fengmian’s mind, and he imdiately considered the origin of the sword.
Though dragons inherently possessed Divine Power, not all were averse to practicing Sword Dao.
At least, the Ancient Dragon Emperor had been a formidable Sword Cultivator whose skills in Sword Dao had reached an unparalleled level.
For a Sword Cultivator who had made a na for himself, the sword in his possession was equally crucial.
The Ancient Dragon Emperor’s sword was the Ancestor Dragon Supre Sword, one of the dragon tribe’s sacred treasures, reputedly crafted by the ancestor of ten thousand dragons himself and imbued with its power.
“If it really is the Ancestor Dragon Supre Sword, gaining it would be even more beneficial!
Though my bloodline is from the ancient battle dragons and not pure, I could still barely harness the power of the ancestor of ten thousand dragons!”
Chu Fengmian silently thought to himself, determining that he must obtain this Ancestor Dragon Supre Sword.
One hour, two hours.
Chu Fengmian continued waiting for an opportunity, and Luo Changhen and others were also waiting in front of the Ancestor Dragon Supre Sword.
During this ti, several Martial Artists had tested the power of the iridescent light.
But almost in an instant, they were annihilated by the iridescent light without any chance to resist.
This made everyone present extrely fearful.
Nevertheless, no one wanted to leave, for the temptation of the heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact was too great to forsake.
As ti passed, ever more people gathered in the chamber.
“BOOM!”
Suddenly, five or six figures appeared from outside.
But this ti, the aura emitted by these five or six individuals was imnsely powerful.
Among them, even the weakest was not inferior to Luo Changhen, and the strongest among them seed to surpass all present by a large margin.
“Who are these people?”
Everyone’s gaze imdiately turned toward them, and when they saw a large character “Ancient” on the chest of their clothing, their expressions drastically changed.
This character “Ancient” evidently represented their identity.
“Central Domain!
People from the Ancient Desolate Sect!”
Bai Xuan gasped.
“How did disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect co to our Northern Domain?”
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