Eternal Sword Monarch

0Xia Ling wasn't talking about the Old Dragon Sword, because of the explosion last time, the Old Dragon Sword still needed to rest for a while.    0

    

It was not an urgent battle anyway, so there was no need to squeeze out that Dragon of the River's power.    

    

Therefore, the divine weapons here were the Magic Sword s.    

    

The power contained within this weapon could be said to be completely greater than that of the Old Dragon Sword. If he could properly utilize the Magic Sword's power, opening a stone door would simply be too easy.    

    

"To use... Magic Sword? " Xia Yanning's voice still sounded hesitant. Obviously, the effect of this powerful godly weapon on the young girl was extremely dangerous.    

    

Xia Ling smiled. "There's no need to use it now. We can do some research on it. To be honest, if it was just to stimulate the Magic Sword's power, I could use it myself. "    

    

That's right, although Xia Ling's own cultivation technique and the attributes of the Magic Sword were not completely compatible. However, Xia Ling didn't use the Magic Sword for the fight, he was just borrowing its power.    

    

With what Xia Ling once did to Sword Emperor, this wasn't too difficult a task.    

    

However, she did not expect Xia Yanning's reaction to be so intense. "No, this is too dangerous!"    

    

The girl knew very well what the seemingly dark and gloomy purple broadsword could do. Although this youth was not weak, he definitely could not withstand such corrosion!    

    

Because this had nothing to do with strength, it went straight to the bottom of the Primordial Spirit.    

    

Xia Yanning found it hard to understand. Even if these things were precious and couldn't be obtained, why did they have to take such a risk?    

    

Under normal circumstances, Xia Ling wouldn't be like this.    

    

However, the existence of the "Celestial Spirit" was like a heavy stone pressing down on his chest. As long as he did not improve his strength, he would not be able to understand this ancient, bizarre smog.    

    

Furthermore, even if the Magic Sword were extremely dangerous, it was still a clue regarding the "Celestial Spirit" that was not easy to come by right now. Xia Ling naturally had to study it carefully.    

    

Xia Ling continued to smile, but said firmly, "Don't worry." As he spoke, he took out the purple greatsword from the Mustard Seed Bag.    

    

The moment it appeared from the Mustard Seed Bag, it seemed like there was a flash of light on the blade of the broadsword. However, Xia Ling sneered and the Sword One Tao Spirit Chapter cultivation technique instantly activated, suppressing it in just an instant.    

    

This Magic Sword was indeed very strong, but without a cultivator's control, it would not cause too much trouble.    

    

The Solar Disk and Old Dragon Sword from yesterday were not given for nothing.    

    

Xia Yanning saw the purple broadsword and hesitated for a moment. However, she soon said calmly, "If you must use it, then I'll use it."    

    

"Eh?" Xia Ling was obviously stunned. He thought that the girl would never be able to touch this Magic Sword no matter what, but he never expected her to take the initiative to tame it.    

    

Had he already broken through the barrier in his heart?    

    

However, he didn't need her at the moment. Xia Ling said, "It doesn't matter, I can still control it this time. It's just a simple display of power. "    

    

However, the girl was still very resolute. "No, let me do it. Since you have never used a Magic Sword before, it is impossible for you to realize the strangeness of it just by relying on your imagination. But I will be prepared. "    

    

"Most importantly, if I am controlled again, you should still have the ability to wake me up again. But, if you are truly lost within the Magic Sword, I don't have the ability to change it. "    

    

Hearing that, Xia Ling couldn't help but fall silent. He had to admit that Xia Yanning's words made a lot of sense. Although he was very confident in the Magic Sword, but there was a one in ten thousand chance that he would be doomed.    

    

"Fine." A sincere smile appeared on Xia Ling's face, "Then I'll leave it to you. But in your direction, I'll let you use it after properly researching it."    

    

Xia Ling became serious and slowly put his Primordial Spirit into the purple broadsword.    

    

Divine weapons naturally had their wonders, and the weapons of "Celestial Spirits" were even more extraordinary. He had been looking on with indifference, but now there was nothing out of the ordinary. But when he turned to look at the Primordial Spirit, he could see the purple smoke curling up recklessly.    

    

Xia Ling continued to cautiously approach, but he unexpectedly found that the purple smoke was not dodging his Primordial Spirit!    

    

It had to be known that even though Xia Ling's strength had been damaged after he crossed over, the Primordial Spirit was still as strong as Sword Emperor was back then. Ordinary bizarre creatures wouldn't even dare to go near it.    

    

However, although these things couldn't cause any harm to Xia Ling, they didn't avoid it either.    

    

Xia Ling nodded as if he was thinking of something.    

    

However, as they went deeper, Xia Ling saw something through the thick smoke. At this time, they had already penetrated deep into the inner part of the Magic Sword. Within the layers of energy envelopes, it seemed as if there was something sleeping.    

    

That was … Xia Ling opened his mouth slightly in surprise. If he wasn't wrong, this was most likely the sleeping consciousness of the Divine Weapon!    

    

To think that even after ten thousand years, there was still the consciousness of a Divine Weapon remaining. How amazing!    

    

In truth, the consciousness of the Divine Weapon was the previous body of the Sword Spirit.    

    

Every single powerful divine weapon, including some of the most outstanding and peerless grade weapons, would be able to enhance its own abilities through countless battles. This gave birth to a simple consciousness. This was the simplest consciousness of a Divine Weapon.    

    

With the development of time and many fortuitous encounters, the consciousness of the Divine Weapon could evolve into a Sword Spirit. Thus, they could break away from the cultivators' control and fight on their own. As such, they were not inferior to Primordial Spirit weapons.    

    

He just did not expect that the Magic Sword would have the consciousness of a Divine Weapon. Xia Ling thought that a Divine Weapon of this level should have already given birth to a Sword Spirit. However, after ten thousand years, the Sword Spirit should have disappeared.    

    

However, this place still existed. He had simply fallen into a deep sleep. Xia Ling revealed a trace of a smile recently. If that's the case, then perhaps his harvest will be more than expected.    

    

Yes, if it was empty. Xia Ling might get something, but he didn't know anything about that ancient secret.    

    

And if there was a perfect sword spirit … With Xia Ling and Xia Yanning's current strength, it would be impossible for them to fight against a godly weapon with a Sword Spirit.    

    

As Xia Ling's Primordial Spirit got closer, he could clearly see the consciousness of the Ares-class weapon. In the purple demonic energy, it was like a mass of flames was dancing. He just stood there quietly.    

    

From the looks of it, he seemed to be unconscious.    

    

But it doesn't matter, just let Xia Ling give it some stimulation.    

    

Xia Ling smiled, with a flick of his finger, a stream of sword qi shot out.