I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

"This little thing is quite stubborn."

Shen Ming didn't know anything about the Devouring Sword Dao, nor could he see that the sword spirit was devouring the intent of the Sword Dao.

The sword pellet hesitated to acknowledge its master, which was simply a test of perseverance.

After all, this is a treasure opportunity that even those at the Supreme Realm would fight over.

What he didn't know was that the sword spirit had similar emotions.

Sword spirits with independent consciousness do not yet possess personalities such as joy, anger, good, or evil; they follow instincts in everything they do.

They targeted the sword cultivators in the Taiyi Treasure Vault, aiming to devour their sword intent and grow their skills.

The sword spirit was extremely excited when it found Shen Ming. Its intuition told it that consuming this person's sword intent would allow it to directly complete its transformation.

but……

If Blade & Soul could talk, it would say, "We can't finish it, we definitely can't finish it."

This person's swordsmanship is extremely unique, with endless sword momentum and unfathomable sword intent.

This should have been a good thing; it could keep eating and growing.

However, the sword spirit discovered that no matter how much sword intent it absorbed, it did not improve at all!

The sword spirit even suspected that it had targeted the wrong person, that this person was not a sword cultivator at all.

Because the sword pellet can only absorb the power of intent related to swordsmanship.

But this is clearly the way of the sword!

The not-so-bright sword spirit started getting stuck on trivial details.

As a result, all I ate was air, and I felt completely full, but it was of no use at all.

So the two sides remained locked in this standoff for about ten minutes.

The sword cultivators went from disbelief to shock, and then to numbness.

Until a fine crack appears on the surface of the sword pellet.

Correspondingly, it was as if Shen Ming's body had been freed from shackles, and endless sword energy surged forth.

After mastering the Sword Heart Clarity, Shen Ming has not made any further breakthroughs because he simply doesn't have enough time.

The Sword Heart Clarity has nine levels.

Now, Shen Ming is constantly making breakthroughs.

First order...

Second order...

Level 3...

……

"Who is devouring whose sword intent here?!"

The sword cultivators, who had claimed to be numb, held their heads in disbelief.

"He's refining the sword pellet!"

Lin Tianyi and Nie Qing, both Supreme Realm cultivators, realized the reason, and their hearts were filled with shock.

It's not impossible for someone at the Yuantai realm to refine a sword pellet, but they would need someone at the Supreme realm to suppress it.

Refining in this way is something only those at the Supreme Realm can do.

A fierce look appeared on Nie Qing's face. A jet-black flying sword appeared beside him and shot out as a black light.

The next second, a white sword light shot out, catching up with the black sword and knocking it away.

"Lin Tianyi! Are you crazy! Do you want him to refine the sword pill?!" Nie Qing shouted angrily.

Lin Tianyi had a stern face, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, showing that he was also conflicted.

The Taiyi Sword Pill can be used to forge one's own natal flying sword.

He possesses a natal flying sword, which will break through the upper limit, and the future upper limit will be the Sovereign Realm.

“This is his good fortune and destiny; it’s what makes us different from your Demonic Sect,” Lin Tianyi said.

"Hypocrite! Look at your own face! Stop pretending! Get out of the way!" Nie Qing shouted angrily.

Lin Tianyi took a deep breath and relaxed his brow. He did not deny that he had been greedy, nor did he bother to explain.

His sword is a reflection of his attitude.

"You don't want your natal flying sword anymore?!" Nie Qing exclaimed in a panic.

Shen Ming has reached the sixth level of Sword Heart Clarity. The surface of the Taiyi Sword Pill is cracking more and more, and the outer shell is about to peel off.

"My heart is my natal sword."

After saying this, Lin Tianyi found that his state of mind had been elevated and his bottleneck in the sword realm had loosened.

"Lin Tianyi! Let me tell you! You've ruined him, you've seized an opportunity you couldn't grasp, and that will cost you your life!"

Nie Qing was no longer in a hurry; his voice was filled with murderous intent.

Sword pellets do not disappear after death!

Those present felt a chill run down their spines. The Wusheng Sword Sect was skilled in killing, and the Wusheng Sword Dao was sharp and deadly.

Someone noticed that Nie Qing had locked onto a wisp of that person's aura.

Lin Tianyi lowered his eyes, amazed by Shen Ming's performance, and gave up on the sword pellet.

But not to the point of risking his life to fight Nie Qing.

That's not my responsibility; it's something Jinque Island has to worry about.

"Aren't you going to inform your elders?"

Lin Tianyi transmitted his voice to the group from Jinque Island.

Li Nan and Yang An looked at each other, confused and unsure of what was going on.

Yang An realized that he had mistaken this person for a disciple of their Golden Palace Island.

At first, he was quite pleased, as Jinque Island ranked at the bottom of the top ten sects and had no outstanding disciples.

If there really were such a person, how glamorous that would be!

"Senior Brother Yang, should we ask the elders for help?" Li Nan whispered.

"Probably not. He dared to refine the sword pill in front of so many people, so he must be confident." Yang An felt that the Xuantian Sect wouldn't let this person go unpunished.

Shen Ming, on the other hand, didn't know what refining was. Seeing the sword pellet's reaction, he simply assumed it was about to recognize a master.

I wonder what a sword spirit looks like! He thought of the novels he had read and his heart was filled with anticipation.

Little did they know, the spirit of the Taiyi Sword was gradually fading away.

It was so full it burst.

If this gets out, it will be enough to shake the entire sword cultivation world.

The Devouring Sword Dao can restrain all other sword daos and can make one stronger by devouring countless sword daos.

Countless sword cultivators both hate and love it; they hate that their sword intent becomes nourishment, but they love the wonder of this sword path.

Now, the sword spirit, inherited from the Devouring Sword Dao, is barely alive.

Even the great swordsman who created the Wuji Sword Dao back then wouldn't believe such a thing existed.

The Way of the Limitless Sword: Sword Intent Without Limits!

However, since the Wuji Sword Dao itself does not exist, only Shen Ming uses it.

The combination of these two factors resulted in this outcome.

With a snap, the outer shell of the sword pellet shattered, shrinking to the size of a corn kernel, gleaming with golden light.

Under the envious gazes of countless sword cultivators, it entered Shen Ming's body.

Shen Ming felt a surge of energy and an indescribable sense of exhilaration as he patiently waited for the sword spirit's voice to ring in his mind.

Huh? Where's my Blade & Soul?

In the end, nothing came of it, but I could sense the sword pellet inside my body.

With a thought, the sword pellet transformed into a three-foot-long golden sword that appeared before him. When Shen Ming put it away, it returned to his body.

Seeing this scene, Nie Qing was filled with murderous intent.

"On your way to the underworld, remember it was Lin Tianyi who harmed you!"

Shen Ming refined the sword pill; there was no way he could hand it over. The only option was to kill him on the spot and retrieve it from his corpse.

Jing Wuming and the other demonic cultivators from the Wusheng Sword Sect were poised to strike.

In contrast, the Taihao Sword Sect hesitated; they wouldn't risk their lives for strangers.

Lin Tianyi decided to go all the way and escape from this place with Shen Ming.

"You surnamed Lin! If you dare to do this, I will kill your Taihao Sword Sect disciples, one by one!" Nie Qing sensed his intention and threatened him coldly.

Xue Fei and the other disciples of the Taihao Sword Sect were shocked. The death threat from the Wusheng Sword Sect was not just a passing breeze.

Lin Tianyi hesitated, then sighed helplessly.

Nie Qing sneered and led the demonic cultivators of the Wusheng Sword Sect to surround Shen Ming, the air filled with a murderous aura.

"Nie Qing, you're really arrogant. You think you can just kill my Xuantian Sect disciples like that?"

At that moment, a deep, resonant voice rang out like thunder.