Chapter 126: Heaven-Slaying Sword
The flames around gradually dimmed, as if night was quietly falling, indicating that this space was about to be swallowed by darkness.
At this moment of despair, Shangguan Jiannan's sight was drawn by an inexplicable force, passing through the flickering flames, and his eyes were fixed on a huge rock at the bottom of the distant mountain wall, which was branded by both time and fire.
This huge rock stands out against the desolation of its surroundings. Its surface is covered with a thick layer of black charcoal, which is almost impossible to detect unless you look for it carefully.
Shangguan Jiannan felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner turmoil.
"Could that be a way out?" he muttered to himself, his pace quickening involuntarily as he passed through layers of fire waves, each step accompanied by the sound of his robe being fluttered by the heat waves.
When he finally stood in front of the boulder, an unprecedented determination surged in his heart.
He gripped the sword tightly. The blade was as red as blood and glowing with light, as if it resonated with his inner desire.
With a crisp sword sound, the long sword cut through the air and slashed towards the boulder with unstoppable force.
In an instant, a loud thunder seemed to sound between heaven and earth. The huge rocks shattered under the sword light, and countless stone chips flew everywhere like a torrential rain.
And in this chaos, a deep cave entrance quietly appeared, like a ray of dawn in the darkness, instantly illuminating Shangguan Jiannan's heart.
"Exit!" he exclaimed, his face filled with indescribable joy.
Fatigue and despair disappeared at this moment, replaced by curiosity and desire for the unknown world.
The sword in his hand seemed to sense its master's mood at this moment. The black and green lights on the sword intertwined, illuminating the way forward for him.
Without any hesitation, Shangguan Jiannan stepped into the cave again. Although the oncoming smell of decay almost suffocated him, he still moved forward firmly.
He knew that this was not just an outlet, but also his hope of regaining his freedom.
After some struggle and adaptation, he finally stepped into this unknown field and started a new journey.
At this moment, Shangguan Jiannan held his breath and concentrated, isolating the disgusting stench around him from his body. His eyes slowly scanned the scene in the cave through the faint light emitted by an unnamed sword.
This space is about thirty or four meters square, and the ground has been stained dark brown by the blood dried by the wind over the years, like a mottled painting.
There were five or six skeletons scattered around the room, and the air was filled with a lingering stench that made people feel chilled.
At the end of the room, a heavy stone door stood proudly, with several shocking bloodstains on it from top to bottom, like a silent narration, telling of the tragedy of the past.
Shangguan Jiannan secretly speculated in his heart: "A thrilling battle must have taken place here."
His eyes wandered around the house, and he saw bones scattered everywhere. The flesh and skin had long been eroded by time, leaving only white bones. Some were even broken into pieces and scattered all over the ground, telling the tragic story of the past.
Taking a deep breath, Shangguan Jiannan tried to dispel the haze in his heart.
He noticed that there were several weapons scattered around the skeletons - long swords, long knives, giant axes, and double halberds. Although they were rusty, they still revealed an extraordinary aura. They were obviously the master's former right-hand men and had witnessed countless battles and glory.
"Over the years, countless heroes have returned to dust, leaving behind only a small resting place."
Shangguan Jiannan was filled with emotion, and couldn't help but think of the painting of the shadowy sword in the hall. Wasn't it depicting the scene before his eyes? Those geniuses and masters who once amazed the world eventually turned into yellow earth and became the dust of history.
He looked at the skeletons carefully, and speculated in his heart: "These people must have been extraordinary people when they were alive. To be able to appear in the deepest part of the underground, their status must be extraordinary."
Even after being weathered by wind and frost, those weapons still flashed with cold light from time to time, which clearly showed that they were not ordinary things.
Suddenly, Shangguan Jiannan's attention was attracted by a skeleton.
There was a faint light flowing over the skeleton, as if it was made of fine steel and had not been eroded by time at all.
He was shocked and thought to himself: "This person must be very powerful, otherwise how could his bones be so tough?" This unexpected discovery made Shangguan Jiannan even more curious and expectant about the secrets of this underground palace.
Shangguan Jiannan's eyes were deeply attracted, and his focus fell on a dazzling golden ring, which was quietly worn on the withered finger, as if it was a witness of time.
An indescribable excitement welled up in his heart, and he murmured to himself: "This... could it be the legendary storage ring?" As he spoke, his chest heaved with emotional fluctuations, and his eyes flashed with disbelief.
For Shangguan Jiannan, this golden storage ring was undoubtedly a rare treasure he had never seen before.
Looking around, the weapons have decayed, the flesh has turned to dust, only the bones are shining with a faint luster, and this ring has become the only bright spot here.
He walked slowly, and every step was extremely cautious, for fear of disturbing the silence.
The only sound echoing in the room was his heavy breathing. His eyes were always fixed on the ring, and the excitement in his heart was forcibly suppressed.
Finally, he came to the withered bones, knelt on his knees, kowtowed three times devoutly, and whispered: "Senior, I, Shangguan Jiannan, have the audacity to accept your respect.
The road of cultivation is bumpy. Although I have mediocre qualifications, I have the ambition to explore the mysteries of the way of heaven.
It would be a pity if the relics of the predecessors continue to be covered in dust. I hope that the predecessors can give me a chance. If I achieve something in the future, I will never forget the predecessors’ kindness. "
At this moment, the shadow spirit's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the room: "Xiao Qi actually died. It seems that he was killed by them."
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Jiannan bowed deeply to the bones again, then stood up and looked firmly at the ring.
He slowly reached out his hand, touched it with his fingertips, as if performing a sacred ritual, and finally carefully removed it.
Throughout the process, he tried to minimize touching the bones out of respect.
When the ring was in hand, even in this dim environment, it still shone with dazzling light, as if it could illuminate every corner of Shangguan Jiannan's heart.
He let out a long breath, and the excitement on his face could no longer be concealed.
Even the leader of the Tianjian Sect might not be able to possess this golden storage ring. This realization made him even more excited.
However, Shadow Spirit's voice poured cold water on him at the right time: "Look at how ignorant you are. A golden storage ring makes you lose your composure."
Shangguan Jiannan heard this and smiled awkwardly: "Uh, Yingling, when did you wake up?" "I woke up a long time ago. If it weren't for me, how could you get this sword so easily?" Yingling's words were a little proud, but also revealed his concern and expectations for Shangguan Jiannan. This sword that accompanied my youth was given to Xiaoqi. It is a good companion for you to learn the art of shadow."
She said with a smile, "This is my sword, the name of the sword is Slaughter the Sky, can you wield it?" Shangguan Jiannan handed over the ring, and the shadow spirit waved it lightly, breaking the seal, "Use your power to activate it."
After saying this, the shadow spirit disappeared into the Netherworld Jade Pendant.
The spiritual energy in Shangguan Jiannan's dantian surged and directed towards the ring. When it encountered resistance at first, the spiritual imprint was tenacious.
He persevered, and with the surge of spiritual energy, he finally saw results.
After several minutes of hard fighting, sweat was pouring down, and the spiritual energy suddenly found a breakthrough and surged in.
Shangguan Jiannan showed a delighted expression, "The door is open!"