Weapon Master

No matter if it was Tang Huan, Mu Yan or Gu Ying, they all displayed their own speeds to the fullest.    

Although he could no longer see the ordinary vengeful spirits behind him, judging from the screams, there were at least several thousand. The number of Blood Spirits could faintly be seen, increasing to eight.    

Under the frenzied pursuit of the vengeful spirits, Tang Huan, Mu Yan and Gu Ying did not slow down in the slightest.    

It was unknown when it started, but the crowd of screams started to lessen. It was obvious that those ordinary vengeful spirits had slowly left them behind, but the eight blood spirits were still in hot pursuit. From time to time, they would shriek out, echoing with the vengeful spirits behind them.    

If there were only three or four blood spirits, Tang Huan could have stopped and killed them all together with Mu Yan and Gu Ying before the ordinary vengeful spirits could catch up to them.    

But now, there were eight blood spirits ?    

Tang Huan only thought about it for a bit before giving up.    

With this number of Blood Spirits, if they were to fight head on, the odds of winning were extremely low. After all, there was only one Little Blue. Moreover, even if it was Tang Huan, if he fought with the Blood Spirit again, it would be very difficult to kill it as easily as it was just now.    

From this, it could be determined that they had already developed some intelligence and were definitely not something an ordinary vengeful spirit could compare to. With the previous example of their companion, it was impossible for them to be as foolish as the Blood Spirit from before, directly grabbing the tip of his spear with both of their hands.    

"Whoosh!" "Whiz!" "Whiz!" The sound of his clothes slicing through the air sounded like a thread. Unknowingly, the sky had already begun to turn white.    

"Huh?"    

Tang Huan suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked back. There were a lot of stones behind him, and no trace of blood spirits could be seen, but all the stones were emitting a gentle light.    

"Did you get rid of them?"    

Gu Ying was startled for a moment, and then he finally realized that he was listening to a scream that no longer had a blood spirit, and laughed out loud before sitting down on the ground.    

Tang Huan and Mu Yan looked at each other. Even though they were both exhausted, their eyes couldn't help but reveal smiles, as if they had been relieved of a heavy burden.    

At this point, no matter who it was, their true energy had been greatly consumed. If the blood spirit continued to chase them, they might only be able to obtain some "True Fire Spirit Fountain". However, using such a precious treasure to recover true qi was indeed a bit of a waste.    

"Hu!"    

Letting out a light breath, Tang Huan scanned his surroundings and sat on the ground. But the moment he folded his legs, he gasped for breath, "Something's not right!"    

"What's wrong? The Blood Spirit is following us again? "    

Gu Ying was shocked, he suddenly grabbed onto the gigantic sword and sat up, his eyes like two bells staring fiercely in the direction that they just came from.    

Mu Yan, who had also just sat down cross-legged, also stood up straight with a vigilant face.    

"It's not a Blood Spirit. It's this place." Tang Huan said in a heavy voice.    

"What's wrong with this place?"    

When Gu Ying and Mu Yan heard this, they heaved a sigh of relief and started to look around subconsciously.    

Although the sky was still rather dark, they could already see the general situation. In this area, there were no signs of vegetation, only rocks of various sizes. Every rock was like a sharp sword that was inserted into the ground, some were ten meters tall, some were as short as one or two meters.    

Other than these neatly arranged sword-shaped rocks, there seemed to be nothing else within his line of sight.    

"Strange?"    

Gu Ying stood up while holding onto his sword, he gazed far ahead, but his line of sight was blocked by the image of Pang Shuo's sword.    

He subconsciously turned his head. At the end of his line of sight, there was still that gigantic sword projection. He turned in another direction in disbelief, but what he saw was still the same. No matter which direction he faced, his line of sight would eventually be obstructed. It was just that the distance was different.    

"There's really something strange?"    

Such a strange situation made all the hair on Gu Ying's body stand on end.    

Mu Yan also seemed to have noticed the abnormality of this place. A look of uncontrollable shock flashed deep within her beautiful eyes, and after a moment, she could not help but cry out involuntarily, "Could this place be ?"    

"Mazy Sword Valley!" These four words came out of Tang Huan's mouth quietly.    

"What?" The 'Mazy Sword Valley' in Sword Crafting Valley? "    

In the blink of an eye, Gu Ying had carefully observed them, but what he did not notice was that under some of the sword-shaped rocks, there were quite a few eerie white bones. Some were lying, some were sitting, but because they were similar in color to the rocks, he did not notice them. This new discovery made Gu Ying's face turn green.    

"We actually came to this place." Mu Yan was stunned, a bitter smile involuntarily appeared on her delicate face.    

"?"    

A bitter smile also surfaced on the corner of Tang Huan's mouth.    

Back then, when the old fellow had asked him to memorize the Sword Crafting Valley's map, he had even specially mentioned this "Mazy Sword Valley" to him and had also roughly explained the situation of this place.    

This "Mazy Sword Valley" could be said to be a valley within the Sword Crafting Valley.    

In the past, when the human race was flourishing, this "Mazy Sword Valley" was a forbidden area within the Sword Crafting Valley. Normally, no one was allowed to enter, unless there was a "Sacred Assembly of Tools Method".    

That's right, it was the "Tools Method Sacred Assembly"!    

The "Tools Method Sacred Assembly" that was held once every ten years in Heavenly Crafting City originated from the "Tools Method Sacred Assembly" that the Sword Crafting Valley used to hold in the past.    

At that time, Sword Crafting Valley would hold a "Sacred Assembly of the Tools Method" every five years, and this "Mazy Sword Valley" would be the third and final stage. When the top three refiner s leave the Sword Casting Valley, obtaining a rich reward would be secondary. The most important thing is that from then on, they would have the qualifications to live in the Sword Crafting Valley and cultivate in seclusion.    

To refiner of the Glory Continent and Origin Continent, living in the Sword Crafting Valley was the greatest of honors.    

However, those who could reach the last stage of the "Tools Method Sacred Assembly" were basically all high-level Weapon Refiner s, or even Refining Master s. As a result, only the high-level Weapon Refiner and the high-level Weapon Refiner could enter this "Mazy Sword Valley". Since its inception, no one had ever entered the mid-level Weapon Refiner.    

After the invasion of Devil Clan and the desolation of the Sword Crafting Valley, the "Mazy Sword Valley" was also abandoned.    

However, even if it was abandoned, its effects still remained.    

In the past few decades, not a single living being who had mistakenly entered this place had been able to leave. The piles of bones underneath the sword stones were proof of this.    

Who would have thought that at night, under the pursuit of the vengeful spirit and the blood spirit, they would accidentally run into each other and ran into the "Mazy Sword Valley"?    

The three of them stared at each other, speechless.    

After the Blood Spirit Cry disappeared, everyone still kept quiet and ran for a long time. Presumably, they had always been inside this "Mazy Sword Valley" that was similar to a stone forest.    

"Yiya?"    

The Little Blue jumped down from Tang Huan's shoulder and blinked its pair of dark blue eyes. It looked at Tang Huan, looked at Mu Yan, and then looked at Gu Ying, puzzled.    

"Squeak squeak."    

The Rainbow Spirit Mouse also burrowed out from Mu Yan's chest and slipped onto the ground. It stood up straight, and then started swaying as if it was drunk, as if it was still a little dizzy.    

Feng Ming had long since woken up from his stupor on Mu Yan's back.    

Her eyes moved back and forth quickly, stealthily looking at the wooden chest on Tang Huan's body, as well as the three gourds on her and Mu Yan's waist that were holding the "Primordial Fire Spirit Spring".