And the Chiyou Sword also seed to sense Ye Qingfeng’s Sword Realm, close to the Dao Essence realm, which is why it reacted this way.
Thus, Ye Qingfeng stepped forward a few paces without any hesitation and grasped the hilt of the Chiyou Sword directly.
As soon as he held it, a strange and inexplicable sensation spread throughout his body, as if this sword was tailor-made for him, closely connected.
As soon as his palm made contact with the Chiyou Sword, the blade emitted a brilliant red glow, illuminating the sky. An unmatched Sword Intent raged forth, and the front row of trees a thousand feet away were cut down as if by a sharp blade.
The crowd around exchanged looks but dared not utter a breath.
Ye Qingfeng drew the Chiyou Sword and held it horizontally in front of him, his left hand forming a sword technique gesture, sliding from the blade’s end to the tip. The chilling Sword Qi made him involuntarily marvel.
"Truly a suprely fierce and formidable Divine Sword!"
No sooner had Ye Qingfeng finished speaking, red light flashed in his eyes. With a flick of his arm, the Chiyou Sword in his hand seed to co alive, spinning and dancing. In the void, countless dark red sword marks were drawn, the Heavenly chanism upturned, and winds began to swirl.
A whirlwind arose, forcing everyone around to retreat. The rampant Sword Qi wreaked havoc, carving deep sword marks into the already ravaged ground.
The strange red light in Ye Qingfeng’s eyes grew stronger, and the sword danced faster. He leaped up and slashed down from the sky, a massive dark red Sword Qi shot forth, splitting the stream along its path into two, separating the waters.
This Sword Qi nearly rivaled an Interdiate War King’s strike.
Ye Qingfeng, after striking a sword, stood motionless on the ground, his pupils showing two colors, at tis dark red, and at tis pitch black.
Others had no idea of the situation he was in, for a voice was echoing in his mind.
"This sword is yours, it belongs only to you!"
"It’s yours, it’s yours!"
"Pick it up, kill, kill all living things you see!"
Ye Qingfeng’s body intermittently emanated a violent aura, which dissipated after a mont, only to surge again shortly.
The people far away, including Qian Liuzhi, were puzzled but dared not approach. When Ye Qingfeng had wielded the Chiyou Sword earlier, the Sword Qi was rampant, and no one dared co within a hundred feet.
"Kill, kill, slaughter them all, only then will you be the king of the world, the master of this world!"
Voices continued to seduce Ye Qingfeng in his mind, it was the residual soul of the Heavenly Beast, trying to lure him into a demonic path. If his mind faltered, the world would see a massacre maniac no one could control, staining all life with blood.
The color in Ye Qingfeng’s pupils changed more rapidly, his aura alternated between violent and calm, the battle between them had reached a boiling point.
Just then, he suddenly closed his eyes.
A cool and gentle feeling arose from his entire body, converging into a clear stream, reaching his mind and forming a strong Divine Sense.
"Get out!"
His Divine Sense gathered, stronger and more steadfast than before, and a low shout rang out.
The hallucinations that tempted him vanished instantly, and the Slaughter Aura on the Chiyou Sword contracted in an instant, the overwhelming killing intent dissipated without a trace.
After a few seconds, Ye Qingfeng opened his eyes, the dark red color in his pupils had long vanished, leaving only the black.
"Hmph!" Ye Qingfeng sneered, looking at the Chiyou Sword in his hand, disdainfully said, "It’s just a remnant soul of a Heavenly Beast, wanting to control , is simply dreaming!"
"I, Ye Jiujie, am unrivaled in Heaven and Earth, I need no one to dictate to , let alone control ?"
The Chiyou Sword lay quietly in Ye Qingfeng’s hand like a well-behaved child, exuding a gentle warmth and harmony. If this scene was seen by War Emperors or even War God Warriors, they would be shocked beyond asure.
They were all old fellows with decades or even centuries of experience, their ntal toughness like stone Buddhas, but a Heavenly Beast was akin to a War God Strong Man.
Though it was just a residual soul, it was still not sothing a warrior below a War God could withstand.
But, how could the world know that if compared to ntal fortitude, no one globally could match even a tenth of Ye Qingfeng’s resolve.
After all, the reincarnation of the Immortal Venerable, who had long seen through life, death, and reincarnation, no cosmic calamity could easily sway Ye Qingfeng anymore.
Ye Qingfeng gently stroked the Chiyou Sword’s blade, while in the distance, Qian Liuzhi and Tie Wuqing felt a sense of dread.
The Chiyou Sword was a divine artifact in the world, its allure to top experts was imasurable. If Ye Qingfeng wanted to claim the Chiyou Sword as his own, who here could stop him?
"It’s over, the centuries-old reputation of our Weiyuan Escort Agency is likely to be ruined today!"
Qian Liuzhi’s heart weighed heavily, Ye Qingfeng’s keen interest in the Chiyou Sword was already evident.
The Chiyou Sword is a divine artifact of the world, there are few who wouldn’t be moved by it. Even though Ye Jiujie ascended in Huaxia, he might not escape the sword’s overwhelming allure.
Ye Qingfeng fiddled with the Chiyou Sword, then turned around.
Qian Liuzhi felt apprehensive, worrying greatly that if Ye Qingfeng wanted to take the Chiyou Sword, there was no thought of stopping him.
Even Cold Smiling Buddha, the number one on the Hua Xia Hidden Dragon List forty years ago, died at Ye Qingfeng’s hand. Even if the Weiyuan Escort Agency’s full force was used, it would likely be an egg striking a rock, ultimately leading to their destruction.
Ye Qingfeng walked step by step towards them, Qian Liuzhi’s heart was in his throat.
"Snap!"
The next mont, Ye Qingfeng’s actions left everyone dumbfounded.
He placed the Chiyou Sword flat on a carriage, covered it with a cloth, and paid it no more mind.
"Master Qian, Master Tie, let’s continue the journey. The sword still needs to be delivered to Yanjing, it’s about a day’s journey left!"
Ye Qingfeng spoke so casually, as if what he abandoned was rely a piece of scrap tal, leaving everyone in disbelief.
Qian Liuzhi froze for a few seconds before asking, "War God, you..."
Ye Qingfeng wore a slight smile: "What, does Master Qian think I want to keep the sword for myself?"
Qian Liuzhi smiled awkwardly, while Tie Wuqing and the others touched their noses, not knowing how to respond, but the aning was clear.
Ye Qingfeng glanced at the Chiyou Sword wrapped in fabric and said indifferently, "Indeed, this Chiyou Sword is a unique divine artifact in the world, able to make countless people spill blood just to fight for it."
"It can indeed make a martial arts master stronger, greatly increasing their strength, even turning soone with no martial arts background into one of the top masters."
"But to , I will never choose it!"
Ye Qingfeng’s words shocked everyone, leaving them puzzled. Even after he had explained the various benefits of the Chiyou Sword, he still chose to abandon it, a decision they couldn’t comprehend.
Only to hear Ye Qingfeng say indifferently, "What others think, that’s their business, I can’t control it. But in my opinion, a so-called master who uses weapons is no true master at all!"
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