Becoming a God by Amplifying the Effect of Cultivation

"This Wusheng Daohuang is indeed an extraordinary figure..."

Before Ye Yun could ask, Zi Yanyu took over the Blood-Drinking Demon Emperor's words and began to explain to Ye Yun.

The Immortal Sword Emperor!

A wandering cultivator from the ancient land of Shenhuang thousands of years ago.

In a very short period of time, he rose against the odds and became the Sword Emperor of Guiyi Realm who was feared in the ancient land of the Gods.

This guy is incredibly talented and has created an amazing secret technique that can forcibly elevate one's self to a level beyond the Return to Oneness realm at the cost of one's own lifespan!

Back then, when the five major sects in the Northern Territory fought against the Ancient Demon Temple, even if the five major sects joined forces, they were unable to do anything to the Ancient Demon Temple.

The five major sects have wanted to ask Wusheng Daohuang for help more than once.

But Wusheng Daohuang has always been a man of his own accord and had no intention of interfering in this matter. He rejected the invitations from the five major sects again and again.

later--

The Lord of the Ancient Demon Temple, the Demon Emperor, who was the leader of the Ten Demon Emperors, had a descendant who for unknown reasons had provoked the Incorruptible Sword Emperor.

When the Ancient Demon Temple was fighting against the five major sects, the Immortal Sword Emperor suddenly arrived and killed the most powerful Demon Emperor, the Heavenly Demon Emperor, with just three sword strikes!

It is also because of the fall of the Demon Emperor.

The Ancient Demon Temple was defeated in the war, crushed by the five major sects, and completely disappeared from the history of the Divine Wasteland.

Ye Yun was shocked and couldn't help but look at the Blood-Drinking Sword Emperor beside him.

"The Immortal Sword Emperor is indeed a legend in the Divine Desolate Ancient Land."

The Blood-Drinking Sword Emperor smiled bitterly and said, "The supreme secret technique he created can temporarily elevate his realm to the level of a Half-Step Martial God, condensing a sword domain. Aside from the Heavenly Demon Emperor, ordinary Martial Emperors probably wouldn't be able to block even a single strike from him."

"It seems that Senior Brother is quite lucky. He was able to obtain the inheritance of Wusheng Daohuang."

Ye Yun took a deep breath and looked at Zi Yanyu: "You said you know where the White-Robed Sword Master is?"

Wusheng Daohuang could be said to be the strongest man in the Northern Territory thousands of years ago.

The inheritance he left behind is probably what any warrior in the ancient land of Shenhuang would dream of.

Now that my senior brother has inherited the legacy of the Immortal Sword Emperor, his situation is undoubtedly very dangerous.

"It's natural."

As Zi Yanyu spoke, he took out a box from his arms.

When the box was opened, a snow-white bird flew out directly from the box.

"This is the psychic bird I raised. I once met the White-Robed Sword Master. This psychic bird can distinguish the White-Robed Sword Master's aura and lead us to find him quickly."

While Zi Yanyu was speaking, the psychic bird had already spread its wings and circled around Ye Yun and the others.

After a while.

It let out a low roar at Zi Yanyu, then quickly flew away in a certain direction.

"Hurry, let's catch up with it."

Seeing this, Zi Yanyu couldn't help but say something to Ye Yun, and then quickly followed behind the Psychic Bird.

Under the guidance of the psychic bird.

Ye Yun and the other two kept shuttling back and forth in the Luoshen Abyss.

Half an hour later.

The psychic bird that had been leading the way suddenly slowed down and finally landed on a huge rock.

Ye Yun and the other two also stopped on the boulder and began to look around.

What appeared before them was a huge mountain stream that was hundreds of feet wide.

At this moment.

In the mountain stream, there were more than ten figures standing scattered around.

These figures were all dressed in uniform grey tights, and their auras were extremely powerful. They had all at least reached the Xuandan realm.

Especially the middle-aged man with eagle eyes who was in the lead was actually a powerful Martial King in the Huaxiang realm!

"People from the Great Desolate Sect, I didn't expect them to find this place first."

Zi Yanyu looked at the more than ten figures standing proudly in the mountain stream, and his expression couldn't help but change slightly.

"White-robed Sword Master, I know you are hiding here. Hand over the inheritance of the Immortal Sword Emperor, otherwise this Fallen God Abyss will be your burial place today."

The middle-aged man with eagle eyes stared straight at a cave across the mountain stream with his sharp gaze, and his cold voice kept echoing in the mountain stream.

As the cold voice of the middle-aged man with eagle eyes rang out.

Suddenly, a faint sound was heard in the cave.

Ye Yun also felt something instantly and looked towards the entrance of the cave.

I saw a familiar figure slowly walking out of the cave.

A white dress!

Although the mask made it impossible to see his face, Ye Yun could almost confirm at a glance that the person in front of him was his senior brother Jiang Baiyi!

Even though the situation is extremely dangerous at the moment, Senior Brother Jiang Baiyi's demeanor is still as extraordinary and elegant as the first time he met him!

Moreover, Senior Brother Jiang Baiyi's aura has surprisingly reached the ninth level of Xuandan, and is only one step away from the Martial King of Huaxiang Realm!

"Fortunately, we're not too late."

Seeing Jiang Baiyi appear in his sight unharmed, Ye Yun couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

His gaze turned and fell on a group of people from the Great Wilderness Sect again.

"A Martial King at the fifth level of the Transformation Realm, a Martial King at the first level of the Transformation Realm, and ten Martial Lords at the Xuandan Realm, two of whom have already reached the peak of the ninth level of the Xuandan Realm. The Great Desolate Sect is quite a force to be reckoned with."

Ye Yun looked at these people from the Great Wilderness Sect, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"It's indeed a big deal."

Zi Yanyu nodded solemnly.

Two Martial Kings in the Huaxiang Realm and ten Martial Lords in the Xuandan Realm, such a lineup is enough to crush most of the forces outside the five major sects in the Shenhuang Ancient Land.

Even their Zi family, if they put aside the ancestor who was far away in the Tiandao Sect, would probably have a hard time facing such a lineup.

"White-robed Sword Master, you can't escape this time. Will you obediently hand over the Immortal Sword Emperor inheritance, or do you want me to do it myself?"

The middle-aged man with eagle eyes looked at Jiang Baiyi who walked out of the cave, and his indifferent voice sounded again.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight. Even if I have to throw the inheritance of the Immortal Sword Emperor to a beggar on the street, I will never leave it to your Great Desolate Sect!"

Jiang Baiyi glanced at the middle-aged man with eagle eyes with a sneer, and did not take the middle-aged man's words to heart at all.

"Since you insist on seeking your own death, I will grant your wish!"

The middle-aged man with eagle eyes obviously didn't intend to continue wasting time with Jiang Baiyi.

He formed seals with his palms, and the chilling martial arts energy surged out of his body, then condensed into a dense mass of ice blades in front of him, causing the temperature of the entire mountain stream to suddenly drop by half at this moment.

A cold light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man with eagle eyes, and he suddenly swung out with a palm.

Chi Chi Chi!

He saw the countless weapons in front of him suddenly cut through the space, like a swarm of locusts, rushing towards Jiang Baiyi!

Jiang Baiyi's hand holding a ghost-head broadsword suddenly tightened, and his whole aura suddenly surged, directly surpassing the ninth level of Xuandan and entering the level of Huaxiang realm.

next second.

He slashed fiercely with the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand, and a terrifying blade light that seemed to be enough to extinguish all life quickly spread from the blade...