No matter how turbulent the hearts of the people at the foot of the mountain, the scenery at the top of Fire God Mountain remains unchanged.
Seeing Zheng Fa coming up the mountain, Shi Nandang didn’t ask much about the situation inside the sect, rely pointed to a Divinity Transformation Real Person beside him, not even bothering to speak.
Zheng Fa leapt into the array, replacing the Divinity Transformation Real Person, jointly controlling the Heaven and Earth Divine Evil Formation.
He looked around at the crowd, seeing everyone appearing worn and lethargic.
The Ninth Elder, Chongxuan Sect Leader, and two Divinity Transformation Real Persons were ditating outside the array. Seeing Zheng Fa’s arrival, the Ninth Elder slumped to the ground, opened his eyes, and managed a weak smile.
The smile fleeting, evidently with much effort.
No wonder they aren’t concerned with Chongxuan Sect’s situation.
Don’t ask, because asking is akin to being on a production line, six roots of pure tranquility, having long forgotten worldly ties.
Of course, the main reason lies in these people’s confidence—they treat Chongxuan disciples as no more than ants, naturally uncaring.
To Shi Nandang, most Chongxuan disciples are simply tools:
Just to engrave Spirit Stones, harass the Hundred Immortals Alliance, and finally line up to serve as nourishnt for the Heaven and Earth Divine Evil Formation.
Other than that, he might care even less than Zheng Fa.
Since no one had the energy to bother with him, Zheng Fa kept silent, rely peering into the volcano’s belly from the crater.
Shi Nandang and the others’ overti efforts were evidently effective.
The Spiritual Energy contained within the Earth Fire was much denser than before.
Fiery waves roared, burning the air into hisses, like Divine Fire Mountain was roaring in anger.
The Immortal Trapping Sword in the mountain’s belly seed to sense danger too, struggling more fiercely. Zheng Fa felt that operating the array this ti was noticeably more strenuous than before.
Fearfully, this Divinity Transformation group was fatigued from suppressing the Immortal Trapping Sword’s resistance.
Now, regarding the Immortal Trapping Sword, Zheng Fa actually had two handling strategies:
One, naturally, like the Fire Refining Nine Mountains Ancestor, to cure its split spirit.
But there were two major issues with this:
First, Zheng Fa’s cultivation wasn’t enough. The Immortal Trapping Sword was, after all, a True Immortal treasure, greatly different in power from Zheng Fa. It’s not sothing he could refine at will.
Even adding the Heaven and Earth Divine Evil Formation, he didn’t have much confidence.
The second major issue was actually more troubleso:
He lacked ans to control the Immortal Trapping Sword.
The Immortal Trapping Sword is unlike Fusang Wood or the Ten Thousand Demon Banner Ping Sword. Its Divine Sense is intact, and its power is formidable.
If he cured this Immortal Sword and it turned hostile, he’d suffer great loss.
Hence, this treatnt strategy had considerable hidden risks.
The second strategy, on the contrary, was simpler:
To imitate Haori Mountain’s approach and wipe out the spirit wisdom of the Immortal Trapping Sword, thereby achieving control over the sword.
Due to Haori Mountain’s efforts, this thod was already quite refined.
In the end, it involved using Haori Mountain’s Basic Great thod to reforge the Immortal Trapping Sword, designed very cleverly to ensure its power wasn’t greatly diminished while making it obedient.
Using Haori Mountain’s thods and borrowing the Nine Chapters of Mathematical Array, Zheng Fa indeed had confidence in replacing the resident.
However, as he looked at the Immortal Trapping Sword, his brow slightly furrowed.
This Immortal Trapping Sword was no longer the troubleso issue.
What was troubleso was Haori Mountain.
Even if Haori Mountain were foolish, they’d react to losing the Immortal Trapping Sword.
At that ti, Jiushan Sect would face two True Immortals and an Independent Immortal, three Dao Fruits’ frantic revenge.
And at that ti, the Immortal Trapping Sword’s power would certainly have diminished. Zheng Fa, though lacking deep understanding, could tell from the Qingping Sword’s situation that without Xie Qingxue as the Sword Spirit, the Qingping Sword couldn’t unleash such great power.
By then, facing three Dao Fruits, with an Immortal Trapping Sword possibly diminished in rank, how much use it could be is questionable.
Simply put, having a Sword Spirit greatly affects the Immortal Trapping Sword’s value.
These two options necessitate choosing one; doing nothing is the worst choice.
Once the Heaven and Earth Divine Evil Formation is complete, and the Immortal Trapping Sword is refined by Haori Mountain, Zheng Fa would have no chance to retaliate.
After much deliberation, the ideal choice remains curing the Immortal Trapping Sword, maintaining its True Immortal treasure power, while gaining control over it—
Thus, the Jiushan Realm gains another True Immortal combat strength, along with the Fusang Wood, Quiet Bamboo, Qingping Sword, and Ten Thousand Demon Banner, even surpassing the power of the Great Freedom Demon Sect of yesteryear.
Killing Haori Mountain might be a tall order, but rely for self-protection, there’s a decent chance.
Curing the Immortal Trapping Sword, aside from perfecting refining techniques, also requires cooperation from the Immortal Trapping Sword Spirit, necessitating that it doesn’t turn hostile, which is no easy feat.
Ultimately, with his Nascent Soul level power, seeking the loyalty of a True Immortal treasure seed out of his league.
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Zheng Fa stood in the void, sensing the Immortal Trapping Sword Spirit’s agitation. Seeing no anomalies within his Sea of Consciousness, he felt slightly reassured:
Given the Immortal Trapping Sword’s current impatience, if it could invade his Sea of Consciousness, it would’ve surely done so by now.
Not seeing the Sword Spirit at this mont ant that it could only communicate with cultivators practicing the Immortal Trapping Sword Manual!
At the very least, there was no need to worry about this Sword Spirit leaking secrets.
...
The mountain top mist quietly concealed Zheng Fa’s aura fluctuations as he channeled Spiritual Power according to the Immortal Trapping Sword Manual.
In just a mont, a childish cry resonated within his Sea of Consciousness:
"Save ! It’s unbearable!"
The Immortal Trapping Sword Spirit barged into Zheng Fa’s Sea of Consciousness. She was still in a black dress, with two pigtails, a small round face wrinkled into a frown, tears brimming in her eyes.
It was apparent she was even more troubled than the last ti they t.
Indeed, this Sword Spirit could only sense cultivators who practiced the Immortal Trapping Sword Manual.
Zheng Fa pondered silently, yet the Immortal Trapping Sword Spirit had already changed: her expression turned cold and stern, staring at Zheng Fa, her gaze ancient and cloudy, voice hoarse and aged:
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