God Destroying Pearl

Song Yun took the sword box and slowly opened it.

The originally broken ethereal sword was now completely renewed, and the sword body emitted a soft and bright light.

The patterns on the sword became clearer and deeper, faintly revealing a powerful fluctuation of spiritual energy. It was obvious that its grade had been upgraded to a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Song Yun was overjoyed and couldn't help but draw out his sword and wave it gently a few times.

I just felt that the hand felt very good, and the spiritual power flowed more smoothly, and I said with satisfaction: "Not bad, it's really good, thank you very much."

"As long as you are satisfied." said the middle-aged man with a smile.

After a while, Song Yun paid the final payment and walked out of the Equipment Refining Pavilion.

His steps seemed quite brisk. After all, he successfully retrieved the repaired and upgraded ethereal sword. His heart was filled with joy, thinking that with the help of this top-grade spiritual sword, he would be able to have more security on the road of cultivating immortals in the future.

After Song Yun left, the head of the Equipment Refining Pavilion, Li Feihe, and He Qidu slowly walked out from the darkness inside the pavilion.

The shadows in the dark seemed to merge with them, and it was not until they appeared that people realized there were people hiding there.

Li Feihe's face was stern, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes. He turned to look at He Qidu.

"Have you made the tracking mark on the ethereal sword?" he asked in a low voice.

"Master, don't worry. It's been done. Moreover, we have set up other measures to ensure that Song Yun cannot escape. The tracking mark is extremely concealed. No matter how capable he is, it will be difficult for him to detect it. As long as he makes any unusual movement, we will know his whereabouts." He Qidu hurriedly nodded respectfully and responded with a flattering smile on his face.

After hearing this, Li Feihe nodded with satisfaction, a sinister look flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly said: "Since he is not from Jinshi City, don't waste time. When he leaves the city, you can take people to get rid of him, which can be regarded as revenge for Bin'er. Humph, no matter how he got the sword, as long as Bin'er gets into trouble because of the sword, he can't get away with it, and he must not be allowed to continue to get away with it."

"Yes, Pavilion Master, I will definitely take care of this matter. I will not let Song Yun have a chance to escape. Just wait and see." He Qidu hurriedly bowed and said.

After saying that, he straightened up, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

After Song Yun left the Xuantie Refining Pavilion, he was still in a good mood and continued to stroll around Jinshi City.

As he was walking, he saw a shop selling spirit wine. Thinking that it would be quite pleasant to have a drink occasionally, he walked in.

The shop was filled with the rich aroma of wine, and the shelves were filled with various kinds of spirit wine, some of which were packed in exquisite jade bottles, while others were packed in specially made spirit wooden barrels, which were extremely tempting.

Song Yun selected some in the store and bought a few pots of high-quality spiritual wine. Then he walked towards the city gate with satisfaction, ready to leave the city and return to Qingyun Sect.

After leaving the city, Song Yun looked around and then took out the ethereal sword.

Song Yun gently grasped the hilt of the sword and poured spiritual power into it. The ethereal sword suddenly shone brightly. Then he leaped up and flew up on the sword, galloping away into the distance.

Not long after, when Song Yun was flying in the air, he looked down and saw a bamboo forest below. The bamboo forest was lush and green, and the bamboos were tall and straight.

Song Yun thought to himself: "This is a good opportunity to test the power of the top-grade ethereal sword and see how powerful this upgraded sword is."

Thinking of this, he slowly lowered his flying altitude and flew towards the bamboo forest. Soon, he flew into the bamboo forest.

After landing, Song Yun held the Kongling Sword in his hand. He first took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then began to practice the Qingyun Sword Technique.

His figure was as fast as lightning, and the ethereal sword in his hand swung rapidly as he danced. Spiritual power surged out of his body, flowed along the sword, and then transformed into sword energy and chopped towards the bamboo in front.

The sword energy was extremely sharp, and wherever it passed, the bamboos made a rustling sound. Some thinner bamboos were cut off instantly, with neat and smooth cuts. The broken bamboos fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Song Yun did not stop there, and then he performed space replacement.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the ethereal sword disappeared from his hands in an instant, as if it was sucked into another space.

When it reappeared, it had already pierced through a large patch of bamboo like a bolt of lightning. The bamboo was like a fragile piece of paper and was easily penetrated.

Then the ethereal sword drew a graceful arc in the air and flew steadily back to Song Yun's hand.

Song Yun looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but admire in his heart: "It is worthy of being a top-grade spirit sword. Its power is indeed much stronger than that of a mid-grade spirit sword. Sure enough, this repair and improvement was not in vain."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but gently stroke the sword, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Afterwards, Song Yun stood in place to regulate his breathing and adjust the somewhat disordered spiritual power in his body, then prepared to fly up on the sword again and continue on his journey.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, six monks in different clothes suddenly rushed out from all directions of the bamboo forest and quickly blocked his way.

Song Yun was startled, and hurriedly looked at these people vigilantly. His gaze swept over them one by one, and instantly realized that among them, two were in the great perfection of foundation building, one was in the late stage of foundation building, and the rest were in the middle stage of foundation building. Their cultivation should not be underestimated.

"Who are you and why are you blocking my way?" Song Yun frowned, wondering what these people's intentions were, and asked immediately.

There was a hint of vigilance in Song Yun's voice, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the ethereal sword in his hand, ready to deal with any emergency.

At this time, a voice came from behind these people.

"Friend Song, we meet again."

Song Yun was quite familiar with the voice, so he hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound.

The person who spoke was He Qiduo from the Xuantie Refining Pavilion. At this moment, He Qiduo exuded the aura of a late foundation building cultivator, with a hint of pride on his face, and was slowly walking towards Song Yun.

Song Yun frowned even deeper, and doubts arose in his mind.

"I wonder why Steward He stopped me? My deal with your company has been completed, but you stopped me as soon as I left the city. Are you going to go back on your word?" he said in a deep voice.

He Qiduo walked closer, looked Song Yun up and down, and then said with a fake smile: "Humph, Song Yun, let me ask you, do you know Li Bin?"

"I don't know any Li Bin. Why does Butler He suddenly ask about this person?" After hearing this, Song Yun became more and more confused and shook his head.

He Qidu sneered, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a gloomy look.

"The ethereal sword in your hand belongs to Li Bin. Did you kill him and then steal his ethereal sword?" he continued.

Song Yun's face changed and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

This ethereal sword was indeed obtained by him from a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. At that time, for some unknown reason, the disciple tried to assassinate him. After a fierce fight between the two sides, the disciple was defeated by him and was eventually killed by him. The sword thus fell into his hands.

But Song Yun never expected that this sword would be involved in so many things.

When He Qidu saw Song Yun's expression change instantly, he was convinced that it must be Song Yun who killed Li Bin.

He didn't ask any more questions, but waved his hand and ordered loudly, "Kill him for me, and avenge Master Li Bin!"

Following He Qiduo's order, the six monks immediately attacked Song Yun like wolves and tigers.

They all took out their weapons, some were spiritual swords, some were various strange magic weapons, and they poured spiritual power into them, and rushed towards Song Yun.

The two cultivators who had reached the great perfection of the foundation building stage were the first to launch the attack. They were extremely fast and rushed to Song Yun in the blink of an eye.

The magic swords in their hands swung out sharp sword shadows, covering Song Yun with amazing power. Wherever they passed, deep grooves were carved into the ground, and the bamboo leaves were also stirred up by the sword energy and flew everywhere.

Several other cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building were not to be outdone. They attacked Song Yun from different directions, casting spells or throwing out spiritual weapons.

For a moment, all kinds of spiritual lights flashed in the bamboo forest, and attacks poured towards Song Yun like raindrops.

Song Yun was not panicked at all. His eyes turned cold and he thought to himself, "Since you are unreasonable, don't blame me for being rude."

As he spoke, he performed space teleportation, and his figure instantly turned into an illusory light and shadow, and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye, easily avoiding the first round of attacks from the crowd.

The attacks of those monks fell into failure, and they only hit the empty space, splashing up dust and bamboo leaves.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Song Yun to be so fast, but they were not discouraged. They quickly adjusted their bodies and continued to attack Song Yun.

Song Yun used the ability of space teleportation to shuttle back and forth among them, making their attacks repeatedly fail, but they were helpless.

Just when everyone's attack failed again, revealing some flaws, Song Yun seized the opportunity and performed space replacement again, instantly appearing behind a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

Before the monk could react, the ethereal sword in Song Yun's hand had already slashed across his neck like a poisonous snake escaping from a hole. The movement was clean and neat, without any delay.

I saw a line of blood spurting out from the monk's neck, and then the monk fell to the ground with a "thump".

He Qiduo saw this and widened his eyes, his eyes full of disbelief, and exclaimed: "You are a space cultivator!"