Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

Although that person brought him infinite power, Ye Yu's intuition told him that the other self might not be a good person.

"Haha, little guy, don't be nervous." A laugh sounded, and a figure slowly appeared in the cauldron. It was not another Ye Yu. The figure was wearing a blood robe and had a blood sword on his back.

"Are you... a sage of humanity?" Ye Yu widened his eyes. The man who came out of the cauldron looked exactly like one of the sages of humanity who was inspired by Ye Yu's initial enlightenment.

The one who taught Ye Yu the Sky-Slaying Sword Technique.

"What kind of name is that? Just call me Uncle Jian." Uncle Jian walked out of the cauldron and landed beside Ye Yu. He looked at him carefully and nodded. "Not bad, but his strength is a little lacking."

Ye Yu's mouth twitched. Indeed, his strength was a little lacking. "Senior, why are you in the Xutian Ding?"

"In order to seal that thing, we can't leave." Uncle Jian smiled, but his eyes were filled with endless fear.

"That thing, does it refer to another me?" Ye Yu frowned.

"You can say yes, and you can say no. Okay, let's get back to the point. Since you've completed a corner, I don't have to stay inside all the time, but you can't come out at any time. So cherish your time."

After saying that, Uncle Jian pointed his finger at Ye Yu's eyebrows.

Suddenly, scenes appeared in front of Ye Yu's eyes, all of which were of Uncle Jian wielding the blood sword. The colorful rays of light that were originally attached to the stone platform also merged into Ye Yu's body.

Feeling this powerful force, Ye Yu immediately sat down cross-legged and began to absorb this power.

Uncle Jian stood aside silently, looking at Ye Yu wrapped in the rosy glow, took a deep breath, and murmured, "I hope you are not wrong this time."

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Ye Yu had been sitting here in a daze, when suddenly an invisible sword intent burst out. Ye Yu's eyes, which had been closed for three days, suddenly opened, and an invisible sword intent burst out.

"Not bad, not bad, you have actually comprehended the sword heart." Uncle Jian's voice sounded.

Ye Yu then looked up, only to see that Uncle Jian's figure had become so transparent that it was almost invisible. It was obvious that he had reached his limit.

"Thank you, Uncle Jian." Feeling the late Nascent Soul cultivation in his body, Ye Yu expressed his sincere gratitude.

"Having comprehended the heart of the sword, you have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Practice well. As for other miscellaneous sword techniques, don't practice them. You should find your own way of swordsmanship." Uncle Jian said.

Hearing this, Ye Yu remembered the cold snort when the Sword King passed on his legacy, and it was probably from Uncle Jian.

In this whole world, the only person who can describe the Sword King's inheritance as a mess is probably the person in front of me.

However, what Uncle Jian said was not wrong. The Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique alone was by no means comparable to the Sword King's inheritance.

"Okay, go out. I'll help you deal with the demons outside. It's time for me to go back." Uncle Jian waved his hand and said.

Ye Yu nodded and then summoned the Xu Tian Ding back.

The moment the Xutian Ding sank into the Dantian, the surrounding green light also dissipated.

"Boy, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I thought you didn't dare to come out! Hand over what's inside!"

As soon as the green light dissipated, a cold voice rang out.

Ye Yu looked over and saw no less than fifty demons standing outside, and each of them had extraordinary cultivation, the weakest of whom was in the late Nascent Soul stage.

If it were before, this lineup would be really difficult to deal with, but now.

Ye Yu's mouth corners rose slightly. These demons are here to die!

"What are you laughing at! Can't you hear what I say..." The demon's voice stopped abruptly in the middle of the words.

I saw a figure slowly walking out from behind Ye Yu. Although the figure was very faint, it was real. The key was the oppressive feeling that made people feel scared.

"Look carefully, this is the real sword-drawing technique of cutting the sky!" Uncle Jian's majestic voice sounded, and Uncle Jian slowly drew out the blood sword on his back.

The next moment, Uncle Jian's aura suddenly changed, and it seemed as if he could split the heaven and earth apart when he stood there.

The demons immediately sensed that something was wrong and tried to run, but it was too late.

At this moment, the sky and the earth seemed to change color, and the air around seemed to be able to cut everything apart. Then the blood sword in Uncle Jian's hand slowly fell.

"Heaven-slashing sword technique, slash the sky!"

Ye Yu only felt a white light passing before his eyes, and the world was dead silent at this moment. The fleeing demons were frozen in an instant, and the next moment their bodies were torn apart, deader than dead.

"Awesome!" Ye Yu exclaimed. The figure of Uncle Jian behind him had disappeared and returned to the Xutian Ding.

Looking at the corpses lying all over the place in front of him, Ye Yu dug out their storage rings. The points on the Baichao Token also skyrocketed, and soon reached a terrifying 1.3 million points.

"These guys have looted a lot of good things here." Ye Yu grinned, recalled the spiritual roots used as bait, and then rushed back to the previous place.

"Damn it! These bastards from the demon clan!" Zhu Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the scarlet spot above his head.

When they arrived here three days ago, they found that they had fallen into a trap set by the demons and were trapped in the Netherworld Blood Transformation Formation.

Feng Qing'er's face also looked extremely ugly.

It is even impossible to transmit information to the outside world from inside. Everything is isolated, and the blood in the body gradually evaporates with the continuous operation of this formation.

If you continue like this, you will die sooner or later!

"Tsk tsk tsk, you human cultivators are still as stupid as ever." Xuezhan stood outside the formation, looking at the group of human cultivators trapped in the Netherworld Blood Formation with a mocking look on his face.

"Bullshit! If you have the guts, break the formation and we will kill you!" said a Divine Transformation cultivator gritting his teeth.

The cultivation of the people in the bloody battle was not high, they were only at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. In order to avoid being noticed by the human race, those who came were all below the Spirit Transformation stage. If it weren't for this formation, one Spirit Transformation stage could have solved them all.

Upon hearing this, Xuezhan just sneered, then his eyes fell on Ye Xuan and nodded in appreciation. If it weren't for Ye Xuan, this Netherworld Blood Transformation Formation would not have been able to locate so accurately.

But this guy is indeed cruel enough.

With this thought in mind, Xuezhan threw the dying Ye Qingshuang aside.

If it weren't for the blood connection between the two, there would be no way to move the Netherworld Blood Formation here so accurately.

Feeling the qi and blood in their bodies being constantly stripped away, a strong sense of despair swept through the hearts of all the monks.

Ye Xuan looked at the group of people around him with disdain. These were the people from the so-called Super Dynasty. If I could get those resources, I could do better than them!

It’s a pity that Ye Yu was not trapped.

"Wow, so lively?" Suddenly a light laugh was heard, and everyone looked up, only to see a thin figure slowly walking out of the blood formation.