Crack!
The Profound Dragon Sword shattered.
But Song Yan also got a brief chance to catch his breath.
He drained the last bit of power from the ng Po Toad and the Poison Dragon, slapped fiercely behind him, then took the Profound Dragon Broken Sword and flew away.
The next mont, Song Yan appeared in the Ancient Race Secret Realm.
The balance of the broken sword in his hand was already disrupted, with the Yin Yang Profound Dragon and Chang King’s Evil Power surging out wildly.
However, Song Yan moved his fingers, and a wisp of golden fla sprouted from his fingertips—the Taiyin and Taiyang Projection Fire.
This fire quickly smoothed over the broken sword, calming the chaos sowhat.
However, the Taiyin and Taiyang Projection Fire was "limited" in supply, and what Song Yan obtained was also limited. Though not much was consud this ti, it still used a bit.
He gazed at the broken sword, slightly lowering his eyes, contemplating whether today’s face-off was worth it.
In the corner of his eye, a group of familiar faces was approaching from afar.
Many years ago, Song Yan yearned for a Personal Secret Realm, and now... it seed he had one.
If his guess was correct, this should be a monitored area within the Sword Alliance.
And now, he intended to leave with this Secret Realm.
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The Master of Heaven and Earth looked at the pitted long sword, then at the destroyed Sword Village, his expression uncertain, then he broke from the Sea of Suffering, standing on the vast black sea surface, and then broke out of the Sea of Suffering, standing in a desolate place outside.
He could use the Secret Technique for "anchor point shuttling," but shuttling without any losses was not easy.
At this mont, he looked up at the blazing sun in the sky.
The sunlight spread across the land, the golden radiance scattered, and from the distant forest ca the rustling sound of swaying leaves. From a higher vantage point, it revealed another grand and glittering view.
"Jalayosa’s refinent plan, it seems, has failed... The strength of this sword, though powerful, still hasn’t reached the level I desire."
The Master of Heaven and Earth murmured, looking again at the bubbling formidable Divine Souls erging from the sword, and suddenly felt a surge of irritation.
But this irritation didn’t last long; he quickly returned to normal, then suddenly raised his hand to grasp the sun in the sky.
A blazing light fla appeared in his hand and was pressed onto the damaged sword.
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In the early autumn.
Song Yan had already disappeared from the world.
No one could find him.
As for the Master of Heaven and Earth, unless he was not severely injured and put forth full effort in searching, he might find Song Yan.
At this ti, Song Yan sought out a "Netherworld Ghoul," and a "Rotting Thought Layer Celestial Demon," thus forming his new body and mind.
With a simple transformation, his body returned to his original youthful appearance.
He sat on a cliff by the Celestial Pool in the Formless Ancient Race, drinking wine.
The wine had long lost its taste, even with countless Profound Flower and Profound Grass, and even poisons... could no longer stimulate him in the slightest.
He looked up at the sky.
It was clearly early autumn, clearly just afternoon, yet the sun had disappeared, the moon had not risen, cold weather brought a skyful of swirling snow, snowflakes drifting down one by one.
He raised his hand to catch one, watching it slowly lt in his palm.
The Formless people lived their lives, like an ordinary village, wisps of cooking smoke arose from Wang Susu’s house, the smoke scent thick, mixed with so peculiar high heat.
Soon, Wang Susu appeared behind Song Yan, carrying a food basket, and smiled, "I know senior brother doesn’t quite like , and may not want to appear at such a ti, but... I saw you had nothing to go with the wine, so I took it upon myself to fetch so advanced Demon Beast at to make you so sauce bones."
Song Yan beckoned, drawing the food basket over, opened it to find that the sauce bones were made from Purple Mansion Level Demon Beast.
He smiled, "This isn’t Mortal Fire."
Wang Susu promptly displayed the fire, it transford in her palm, sotis into tigers and leopards, sotis into dragons and elephants, and at other tis into insects and ants...
"This is the Hundred Beasts Fire, accidentally obtained by Susu while making shadow puppets, ancient books reveal it can rge various Demon Beast flas, solidified in one place via Secret Technique."
Her words had just fallen when a voice of anger rang out from not far away.
"Nonsense, which genius have you hooked up with again, sweet-talking to deceive, or did you directly steal this Secret Technique? You’re really a wanton woman who seduces anyone, you..."
The one roaring was Tang Xiongjia.
Wang Susu ignored him and said, "Primordial Ancestor is here today, so I’ll make it clear, our feelings are over!"
Tang Xiongjia said angrily, "Fine! All ties are severed!"
Wang Susu replied, "May we each find peace."
Tang Xiongjia took a deep breath. As a prodigy of his clan and having gone through so much, a re woman was easy to forget. He then bowed to Song Yan and left.
Only after he was far away did Wang Susu chuckle quietly.
But upon seeing Song Yan, she playfully stuck out her tongue and then said bashfully, "I didn’t an to be amusing, senior brother."
Song Yan didn’t have much to say. Susu junior sister had always been this way, embodying the true essence of a Demon Sect demoness, and the "Hundred Beasts Fire Secret Technique" was likely what she acquired in those hundred years.
Throughout those hundred years, her experiences must have been remarkable, perhaps having visited so other sects, or encountered many people and events.
Wang Susu respectfully presented the Secret Technique to Song Yan.
Song Yan took it casually and gave it a brief look-through.
Undoubtedly, this "Hundred Beasts Fire" was rely a Purple Mansion Level Secret Technique, but in Song Yan’s hands, it would quickly evolve to a deeper realm.
"I noticed your sword was broken, senior brother, and thought you might be interested in fire, so I presumptuously present this cultivation technique to you."
Song Yan couldn’t help but be impressed: ’Junior Sister Susu is indeed astute.’
He pondered and then said, "In a few days, I might go to the Void. If convenient, I’ll collect so Profound Yellow Material and leave it to you and Ningxin to handle. You take the lead, and she assists. Any objections?"
Wang Susu joyfully bowed and then turned to leave.
She understood that senior brother needed soone to accompany him to watch the snow and talk, but... that person could never be her, nor anyone here.
Perhaps, the strong in Cultivating Profound, like emperors in the mortal world, are all lone figures, all exceedingly lonely?
At such heights, unless there’s a larger world out there, it’s hard for senior brother to regain his vitality.
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It snowed for three days and nights.
On the morning of the fourth day, the heavens finally revealed a faint light.
But that light was not as resplendent as the sun once was; it carried a slightly decaying golden hue.
Song Yan associated this with the damaged state of the Master of Heaven and Earth’s sword, and had already guessed the true reason behind the abnormal weather.
The Master of Heaven and Earth had extracted the Fire of Taiyin and Taiyang from an already damaged world to repair that sword.
Clearly, he valued that sword imnsely.
Yet this was precisely what Song Yan couldn’t comprehend.
The most logical interpretation would be to transform "Jalayosa" into a "cloak" to survive in this world’s end.
Since the Master of Heaven and Earth had refined "Jalayosa," he should have done so. Then, as Celestial Venerable suggested, gather more power amidst the apocalypse, and see if there’s an opportunity to escape when approaching the dark dragon’s corpse.
Not to say there are no other thods, but this was undoubtedly the best choice.
As for anything else, it absolutely should not include refining "Jalayosa" into a sword completely.
Especially this sword, which had been infused with the power of many prodigies from this world.
The actions of the Master of Heaven and Earth gave Song Yan the impression of "a declining household packing all its valuable belongings before leaving."
’If the Master of Heaven and Earth refined the sword just to take it with him, as additional insurance, then... it makes sense.’
’Celestial Venerable also ntioned that the Master of Heaven and Earth is very knowledgeable and knows things we don’t.’
’So, does he still have another way to escape?
But why doesn’t he escape?
What is he waiting for?
Or perhaps, is he waiting to collect everything before making his escape?’
The above was the reason Song Yan suddenly decided to take another look at the Void.
In the past at the Void Ruins, to avoid Demon Mother Su Yao, he hid among the yin soldiers, teetering on the brink of death, trembling in fear, barely escaping with his life. If he returns now, the situation will surely be entirely different.
As for the Profound Dragon Broken Sword in his hand, though broken, it can potentially be repaired, but with the Changwang’s Evil Treasure damaged, you’d naturally seek Celestial Venerable for repairs.
But speaking of which, since Celestial Venerable’s "Chang" character could forge Changwang’s Evil Treasure, why couldn’t his "Freedom" forge a new treasure?
Fire, artifact refining, must be learned.
Life’s long years will be spent, skin making... must be picked up again too.
Thinking of this, Song Yan smiled faintly and transmitted his voice: "Susu, bring the skin."
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