Sword sacrifice!
The other use of the Flawless Sword Bone is actually to offer it as a sword sacrifice!
The young Luo Xuan’s pupils shrunk suddenly, his eyes already trembling uncontrollably.
Jian Ling’er is the Flawless Sword Bone, the Flawless Sword Bone is her, Jian Ling’er simply cannot separate the Flawless Sword Bone from herself.
This Sword Casting Pool burning with fierce flas, how will Jian Ling’er sacrifice the sword?
It can only be... sacrificing herself!
Jian Ling’er’s smile is incredibly poignant.
"Wood, you said before that I don’t owe Jian Kuanglan any karma, nor do I owe the Eastern Sword Domain any karma. Actually, you were right...
Jian Kuanglan always thought it was the Sword Intent of the Eastern Sword Domain that nourished into human form. Actually, when I realized I am the Flawless Sword Bone, those occasional images in my mind already told this.
I was able to transform into human form within a thousand years thanks to the Sword Intent from the entire Sword Tomb, the Sword Intent of the Eastern Sword Domain couldn’t provide any help.
The reason I said that was to allow myself to use this reason to face death, and to let you leave safely.
In the end, you chose to fight Jian Kuanglan for ... How could there be such a foolish wood like you in this world..."
Jian Ling’er murmured, and unknowingly, two clear tears had already slipped from the corners of her eyes.
She did not choose to jump directly without explaining everything.
Just because she knows, young Luo Xuan is very ticulous, even when he cos to the Sword Tomb, he also covers the entire Sword Tomb with his Divine Thought.
She does not have cultivation, she cannot jump into the Sword Casting Pool before Luo Xuan reacts, even if the distance to the Sword Casting Pool is very close.
Only when the young Luo Xuan realizes that they have no choice at this mont.
Can she jump down, to forge this Sword of Ultimate Power for him...
Jian Ling’er’s beautiful eyes are filled with tears, but her smile blooms completely.
"Wood, all along, I have never given you anything.
This ti, let give you a Sword of Ultimate Power..."
"You are not allowed to jump!"
Before Jian Ling’er finished her words, a cold shout from young Luo Xuan interrupted Jian Ling’er!
Young Luo Xuan has always been the kind that remains calm, unmoved even when Mount Tai collapses before him.
It’s the first ti Jian Ling’er saw him like this.
Young Luo Xuan took a breath, forcing himself to calm down a bit.
Only he knew how chaotic his mind was just now.
"Ling’Er, you must not jump, no matter what, I will not let you die!
Besides, we agreed that we will live and die together!"
It was as if Jian Ling’er knew young Luo Xuan would say this all along.
"...Wood, I won’t die, I will just beco this sword, accompany you in a different form.
Perhaps by then, I can still retain my consciousness, it doesn’t count as dying..."
"No!"
Young Luo Xuan closed his eyes, not wanting Jian Ling’er to see his emotions through his gaze.
No matter what, he will not let Jian Ling’er jump!
At the next mont, Jian Ling’er’s delicate jade hand clenched his hand.
"Wood, we have no other choice now, isn’t that right?
I am your... best friend, only I am qualified to jump for you."
However, young Luo Xuan at this mont forcibly shook off her hand.
Streams of sword light directly bound her in place, making Jian Ling’er unable to move!
Young Luo Xuan turned his back.
"Ling’Er, from now on, if you want to jump, then you are not... my good friend.
By then, you are not qualified to jump!"
Jian Ling’er’s charming face turned pale.
She knows, young Luo Xuan is using this thod to prevent her from jumping.
However, now they have no choice!
If she jumps, she will die, Luo Xuan can live.
If she does not jump, they both will die!
"Wood, listen to , we truly have no other choices..."
"Who says we have no other choices!"
Young Luo Xuan’s voice is filled with resolve and determination!
"Without that sword, I can still kill a Quasi-Emperor!"
Young Luo Xuan didn’t even look at the unfinished sword in the Sword Casting Pool.
He headed towards the outside of the Sword Tomb!
And everyone in the Celestial Emperor Palace could see that the young Celestial Emperor’s steps at this mont were incredibly heavy!
As he walked towards the outside of the forbidden land, young Luo Xuan still felt uneasy.
Without turning around, he waved his hand, and Jian Ling’er’s body uncontrollably moved towards him.
Placing Jian Ling’er far from the Sword Casting Pool, far from those flas, and added several layers of Sword Qi.
Only then did young Luo Xuan feel a bit more at ease.
Jian Ling’er does not have cultivation, there is no way she can break through his Immortal Monarch Realm restriction to enter the Sword Casting Pool!
"Wood, let go!"
"Wood, co back!"
"Wood, you can’t go, or I’ll, I’ll never speak to you again!"
"Wood, you really can’t go, sob, you’ll die, don’t forget, you promised you wouldn’t die!"
Jian Ling’er called out again and again.
In the end, she was already in tears, her voice full of sobs.
But it was as if young Luo Xuan didn’t hear her at all.
Even in the end, young Luo Xuan waved his hand, and Jian Ling’er couldn’t even make a sound.
She could only watch helplessly as Luo Xuan disappeared from her view.
The young Luo Xuan walked to a corner where Jian Ling’er couldn’t see him.
He opened his eyes, and there was an unprecedented determination in his gaze!
"Ling’Er, I won’t let you die!
I promised you, I will never go back on my word, and I won’t die either!
What of the Quasi-Emperor, even a Quasi-Emperor must be slain!!"
What of the Quasi-Emperor?
Today, he shall slay the Emperor!!
The young Luo Xuan sat cross-legged at this mont, seizing the last short mont to adjust his breathing.
Outside the Sword Tomb, Jian Wentian was still desperately trying to break into the Sword Tomb.
The young Luo Xuan, however, was seizing the last mont to adjust his breathing.
Obviously, this was the last calm before the storm!
The cultivators in Celestial Emperor Palace saw this.
"Can it be...the Celestial Emperor really intends to slay this Quasi-Emperor?"
"Even if Jian Wentian’s potential has reached its peak, clearly boosted by many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to forcibly elevate his Realm, he is still an Emperor Realm! Has the Celestial Emperor truly gone mad!"
"How could the Celestial Emperor not know the strength of the Quasi-Emperor, but the Celestial Emperor has no choice, right? If he doesn’t fight, Jian Ling’er will die, and if he allows Jian Ling’er to sacrifice himself and then fight, Jian Ling’er will die at that ti too..."
"If the Celestial Emperor wants Jian Ling’er to live, he can only... battle Jian Wentian the Quasi-Emperor, and he must win!"
After the shock, the hearts of the cultivators were filled with complexity.
How could the Celestial Emperor not know all this, but the Celestial Emperor has no other choice!
If he wants Jian Ling’er to live, he can only now, fight Jian Wentian this Quasi-Emperor!
What Jian Ling’er said before was right, they truly have no choice left.
Jian Ling’er’s choice is to let the Young Celestial Emperor live, even if it ans sacrificing herself.
But the Young Celestial Emperor’s choice is to let Jian Ling’er live, even if it ans battling Jian Wentian the Quasi-Emperor!
These two, are truly—!!
Wang Teng looked at this scene on screen, feeling a bit disdainful in his heart.
In his view, the Young Celestial Emperor is absolutely impossible to win this battle.
An Immortal Monarch trying to battle a Quasi-Emperor, this is definitely madness.
It’s just that this Sword Spirit Forbidden Land is indeed extraordinary, able to block a Quasi-Emperor to such an extent.
Jian Wentian hasn’t been able to break into the Sword Spirit Forbidden Land until now.
And according to Jian Ling’er, it seems that the stronger the cultivation of the Sword Spirit Race, the more restrictions they face when trying to enter the Sword Tomb?
Thinking about the sowhat astonished reaction of the Sword Spirit Race cultivators in Celestial Emperor Palace when Jian Ling’er ntioned this.
Wang Teng’s heart felt sowhat uneasy.
The previous betrayal from the Lixing Empress completely scared him.
Fearing that sothing unexpected will happen again.
"Sword Emperor, according to what Jian Ling’er said earlier, the Sword Spirit Race’s Forbidden Land Sword Tomb restricts the Sword Spirit Race, the stronger the cultivation, the stronger the restrictions.
Is it still the sa now?"
Wang Teng asked uncertainly in his heart.
However, the next mont, Jian Wuming shook his head.
"...It is not so.
Now, the Sword Tomb of the Sword Spirit Race does not restrict the mbers of the Sword Spirit Race.
From Qi Refining Sword Cultivators to Great Emperors, all can enter as usual.
It’s just that the Sword Tomb, being a Forbidden Land, indeed has no Sword Spirit Race mbers setting foot in it."
Wang Teng’s heart sank.
It seems the ancient Sword Tomb of the Sword Spirit Race is indeed different from the current Sword Tomb of the Sword Spirit Race.
If not careful, unexpected things might happen!
No wonder the Sword Spirit Race cultivators were all astonished when they heard what Jian Ling’er said.
But according to Jian Wuming, Wang Teng was still a bit confused.
"Sword Emperor, if the Sword Tomb no longer restricts the Sword Spirit Race, why doesn’t the Sword Spirit Race have any Sword Cultivators set foot in it?"
Wang Teng was sowhat puzzled.
If it was like the ancient Sword Spirit Race, where it was truly difficult for Sword Spirit mbers to enter, that would be one thing.
But since there is no such restriction now, why is no one going to the Sword Tomb?
Jian Wuming glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze.
"People have their tombs, swords have their Sword Tombs.
The Sword Tomb is a grave for swords, also their final resting place!
We, being Sword Cultivators, treat the swords in our hands as dearest partners, even as a second life.
The Sword Tomb is a grave for myriad swords, naturally, we must respect and honor the swords within, how can we step in lightly and disturb it?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Teng felt at a loss for words.
He certainly couldn’t understand such matters.
In his eyes, the people of the Sword Spirit Race are just a bunch of stubborn people.
After all, it’s just a grave for swords, these swords don’t have thoughts, what disturbance could they cause?
Taking a step back, if they are disturbed, what would happen?
After all, they’re just swords, could they overturn the heavens?
Even though Wang Teng thought this way in his heart, he wouldn’t say it aloud.
"...I see, the Sword Emperor is right."
Wang Teng casually agreed with a word.
Yet his mood didn’t improve.
As Jian Wuming said, the present Sword Tomb is indeed just a simple Forbidden Land for the Sword Spirit Race.
mbers of the Sword Spirit Race avoid disturbing it, rely to keep from startling the swords asleep within.
But the ancient Sword Tomb of the Sword Spirit Race had restrictions that prevented even the Quasi-Emperors from entering easily.
What happened inside the Sword Tomb in the past, to cause such a change??
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