Chapter 121 Unknown Sword
The changes were so fast that it seemed like a dream. One moment you were like being in the crater of a volcano, and the next moment you were standing on the top of ice and snow. The alternation of heat and cold made you feel like you were in another world.
However, this icy cold brought unprecedented comfort to Shangguan Jiannan, as if a long drought had finally ended with a downpour, and every cell in his body was greedily absorbing the coolness.
Wherever the water flowed, the heat disappeared, his body gradually returned to normal, and his eyes glowed brightly again, which was a sign that his mind had regained clarity.
The previous frenzy and boredom disappeared at this moment, replaced by unprecedented clarity and tranquility.
"Hmm~! Huh..." Shangguan Jiannan couldn't help but let out a satisfied moan. The power that had disappeared between his arms seemed to re-gather with this clear stream, making him feel unprecedented fullness and strength.
This change happened in a flash. One moment you were stuck in the quagmire of despair, and the next moment you were standing at the pinnacle of hope.
He took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the sword in his hand, an unprecedented fighting spirit surging in his chest.
"Hah!!!" With a thunderous roar that shook the earth, Shangguan Jiannan seemed to transform into an awakened lion, with icy cold air surrounding his body, forming a sharp contrast with the heat waves around him.
He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and every swing was accompanied by a crisp explosion, which was a symphony of strength and will.
"Roar, roar, roar!" As the power in his body continued to surge, the air around him seemed to be ignited. The sounds of explosions came one after another. Shangguan Jiannan's figure appeared particularly dazzling in this chaos.
He knew very well that in this battle, he would embrace his own glory with a brand new attitude.
At this moment, the howling of the two-headed hellhound resounded through the sky. Its body seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible net. Every struggle was accompanied by the violent trembling of the golden thread in Shangguan Jiannan's hand. The continuous explosions were like the gate of hell being suddenly pushed open, releasing endless pain and despair.
Shangguan Jiannan’s face was as firm as iron, his teeth were clenched, and every muffled groan revealed his inner tenacity and indomitable spirit.
He gripped the sword tightly in both hands, gathering strength in his fingertips, vowing to completely tear apart the chains that bound him.
However, at this critical moment of life and death, a miracle happened quietly.
The raging golden light began to dissipate rapidly under Shangguan Jiannan's desperate effort, like the mist in the morning light, being swallowed up bit by bit by the rising sun.
On the hilt, the golden light exploded into countless fragments and eventually turned into nothingness, leaving only an ancient long sword lying quietly in his palm.
As the golden light faded, Shangguan Jiannan felt his hand lighten, and then his body involuntarily rose into the air, as if thrown into the distance by an invisible hand.
At the same time, the two-headed hellhound let out a deafening roar, which was filled with the joy of regaining freedom and the relief of liberation. The sound waves surged like a tide, sweeping across the entire space in an instant.
Shangguan Jiannan's body drew a long arc in the air and finally hit the mountain wall heavily, making a deafening roar.
He fell to the ground, his entire body seemed to be broken apart, the pain was unbearable, but he relied on his amazing willpower to barely support his body, his eyes fixed on the sword in his hand.
The sword was red as fire, as if it contained endless power of flames. A faint red light flowed on the sword, which was both mysterious and alluring.
Although the sword exuded a suffocatingly high temperature, when held in Shangguan Jiannan's hand, there was only a warm force flowing slowly, making people feel inexplicably at ease.
"Could this... be the unknown sword in the legend?" Shangguan Jiannan was secretly surprised, his eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation that were difficult to conceal.
However, he knew that he could not determine the truth by guessing alone, and only further exploration could uncover the mystery of the sword.
Just as Shangguan Jiannan was immersed in his reverie about the sword, an even stronger vibration suddenly came.
He looked up and saw that the black scabbard was still suspended in the air, emitting a frightening pressure, as if it would turn into a black lightning and attack him at any time.
At this moment, Shangguan Jiannan's heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of urgency and crisis. He knew that the real challenge had just begun... The golden light danced wildly, interweaving in the air, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the two-headed hellhound roaring in joy.
Breaking free from the thousand-year-old shackles, engulfed in flames, the thin threads instantly extinguished, all the restraints were broken.
The majestic momentum and rolling heat waves rushed straight towards Shangguan Jiannan.
Jiannan was sharpening his sword when he was suddenly oppressed. His face suddenly changed and he was filled with shock and doubt: "Why is this happening?" The giant beast was as big as a peak, blazing and intimidating, its footsteps roared and the space was distorted.
Shangguan Jiannan was deeply troubled when he saw this scene.
The giant beast attacked fiercely, spitting fire from its mouth, and approached directly, posing a dangerous threat.
The air around him suddenly became extremely hot, and even breathing seemed to become difficult.
"Ah!" Accompanied by a quick exclamation, Shangguan Jiannan did not dare to slack off at all at this moment of life and death.
The overwhelming flames were like thick clouds, bringing with them a suffocating feeling of oppression that made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
The two-headed hellhound suddenly jumped up and approached his side in an instant. The air around him became extremely stuffy due to the terrifying heat.
Shangguan Jiannan's eyes were fixed on the surging flames, and the next moment, a deep and powerful roar came out of his mouth.
The long sword in his hand shook violently, and the crisp sound of the sword resounded all around. The fiery red light on the sword began to flow rapidly, like a living thing.
His eyes were as sharp as torches, and the long sword in his hand danced. Every swing and stab was accompanied by a faint trajectory and a crisp sound, showing his extraordinary sword skills.
Finally, Shangguan Jiannan moved and stomped his feet heavily on the ground, stirring up dust all over the sky. At the same time, his figure disappeared in an instant like a ghost.
Using the Shadow Escape Technique, he turned into a phantom and rushed straight towards the fire with a sharp sword light.
The sword seemed to have life in his hand. Every time he swung it, it brought about countless sword shadows that intertwined with the flames, bursting into dazzling light.
The sword light and the fire light collided in an instant, causing a deafening roar, followed by endless explosions one after another. The flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire space like daylight.
However, Shangguan Jiannan did not retreat. He kept swinging his sword, and every stab and rotation was extremely precise, causing the flames around him to gradually fade away.
As the scarlet sword danced, the sea of fire was broken open, revealing a way out.
However, just as Shangguan Jiannan took a breath, endless flames attacked again, filling the entire space.