172: C172 The Name of the Sword Was Taia

C172 The Name of the Sword Was Taia

The name of the sword is Taia.

Two rays of nine-colored light shot into the distance like sharp swords, landing on the valley. With a loud bang, dust and dust flew into the air like a huge explosion.

"Roar!"

Hsiang Yang let out a long roar and rose into the sky. His entire body was emitting a powerful nine-colored light. His eyes were like lightning, shining with divine light. He looked down at the surroundings like a Heavenly God.

At this moment, Hsiang Yang's domineering aura was radiating in all directions. Wherever his eyes swept across, the world would appear. The light was so dazzling that no one could defeat him.

The unparalleled expert of the western world, Supreme Loong Mian, had returned!

"I've finally returned to the Innate Stage."

Hsiang Yang's heart was filled with emotion. He never thought that after the Nine-coloured Divine Dragon entered his body... It was just a casual exhalation, as if he was breathing. The energy source that was released was absorbed by him, allowing him to break through to the Innate Stage. Currently, both his inner and outer force were at the Xiantian realm. Hsiang Yang's strength had grown by leaps and bounds. Even if he couldn't compare with his peak combat strength, it was enough for him to protect himself. He no longer needed to be as cautious as before, not daring to let anyone recognize him. He was afraid that he would be assassinated if he wasn't careful.

"As expected of the legendary 'Nine Dragons Spitting Bead' terrain. It's a paradise that even the real cultivator would fight over. Even though it's already abandoned, it still possesses such a great opportunity. I should really thank the mountain breeze for filling up those few R People. "

If Hsiang Yang were to cultivate by himself, even if he could absorb the essence of the sun, moon, and stars, he would still be able to cultivate. The Nine-coloured Divine Dragon had entered his body. * Hong Long...... * Furthermore, his foundation was solid and flawless. Hsiang Yang could feel that his current condition was even more perfect than when he was cultivating alone. This had filled Hsiang Yang's heart with gratitude towards Feng Shan and the others.

"I wonder what effect does the Nine-coloured Divine Dragon in my body have?" Hsiang Yang looked inside his body and saw that the Nine-coloured Divine Dragon in his body was sitting motionlessly in the depths of his Dantian, as if it had already occupied that place.

It seemed like the Nine-coloured Divine Dragon had only used a tiny bit of energy to help Hsiang Yang recover his Innate Stage strength. It had no effect on the Nine-coloured Divine Dragon itself. If he could completely refine this Nine-coloured Divine Dragon, what kind of realm would his cultivation base increase to? Golden Core Stage? Or perhaps even stronger?

Thinking of this, Hsiang Yang's face revealed a look of yearning.

"Let's go."

Hsiang Yang stood proudly. After checking the condition of his body, he threw his head back and let out a long roar. His body soared into the sky and soared into the sky.

"Bang!"

"Aiya!"

However, before Hsiang Yang could rush out of the valley, he felt as if he had crashed into a barrier. Immediately, he let out a blood-curdling scream and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, why can't I leave?"

Hsiang Yang's entire body smashed into the center of the altar, creating a hole in it. If it wasn't for the fact that his outer force had reached the Innate Stage, he was afraid that he would have been smashed into a pool of blood.

He rubbed his head and looked at the sky with a gloomy expression. He saw that the sky was covered with nine colored light. It was precisely this nine colored light that prevented him from getting out.

"If the heavens can't do it, I'll just walk out."

Hsiang Yang muttered. Although he felt aggrieved in his heart, he didn't have the urge to destroy the nine colored lights in the sky. He stood up and patted his butt, preparing to leave.

"Roar!"

Right at this moment, the Nine-coloured Divine Dragon in Hsiang Yang's dantian let out a low roar. An invisible sound spread out, and a mysterious force was brewing in the valley.

"Why does it feel strange? It feels like something bad is about to happen. This won't do, let's hurry up and leave."

Sensing the mysterious force, Hsiang Yang's facial expression changed. He decisively wanted to leave, but it was already too late.

"Bang!"

"Ouch!"

An explosion was heard from where Hsiang Yang was standing. He was sent flying away while screaming in pain. His hair was disheveled, and he fell to the other side of the altar.

"I knew something bad would happen."

Hsiang Yang had a long face. All along, he had been the one with the strongest sense of danger. He had just sensed danger. Sure enough, he was sent flying before he could take any defensive measures.

"It's really too dangerous."

Hsiang Yang rubbed his butt and stood up. He felt that this place was really too strange. In the beginning, there wasn't any nine-colored light screen in the sky, but it appeared just as he was about to leave. He bounced back from the sky and landed on the ground. He suddenly blew himself up again.

Hsiang Yang carefully looked to the west where he was standing. He made up his mind that as long as there was a sign of explosion, he would immediately use his peerless Light-body Technique and leave.

His current cultivation base had already reached the Innate Stage. If he were to use his fastest speed, he was afraid that even the Silver Wolf King, which was famous for its speed, might not be able to compare with him.

Hsiang Yang was confident that if he encountered any danger again, he could rely on his Light-body Technique to avoid it.

"Buzz!"

However, right at this moment, in the center of the altar... An unusual change happened at the place where Hsiang Yang was blasted away. Boundless silver light rose from the hole in the explosion. After that, a terrifying sword Qi rose from below.

"Sword Qi?"

Hsiang Yang was so scared that his face turned pale. The true qi of an Innate Stage covered his entire body, and he had also pushed the Indestructible Vajra Skill to its limit. At the same time, his body shook, and countless sword Qi surrounded him, protecting him. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.

After coming here twice in a row, Hsiang Yang was frightened by the strangeness of this altar. Therefore, when he felt the powerful sword Qi, he immediately unleashed all of his strength to protect himself.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

As soon as Hsiang Yang's body was fully protected, he heard a piercing sound, as if it was the sound of steel rubbing against each other.

"What is it? Could it be some kind of monster?" Hsiang Yang had an impulse to run away. He thought for a while. After losing my power, I actually became so much more timid. I was actually frightened by this unknown thing. Hehe."

"Come, since ancient times, danger and opportunities coexist. Let me see what else is there."

Hsiang Yang shouted coldly. He looked at the place where the sword Qi rose. The sound of friction continued, and the sound was getting closer and closer. Then, under Hsiang Yang's gaze, a sword hilt slowly rose from the ground.

"It's a divine sword."

Hsiang Yang's eyes lit up when he saw it, but he did not rush over immediately. Instead, he continued to stare. However, the sword Qi on his body became denser.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

It was as if someone was pulling out a sword. The sound was transmitted bit by bit. The hilt of the sword rose inch by inch, revealing a silver blade. The blade was wide, as wide as four fingers. The entire sword shone brightly. Silver sword radiance soared into the sky. It was like a glass that had just been polished.

At the same time, an even stronger sword intent burst out. When Hsiang Yang felt this sword intent, a strange expression appeared on his face.

"This is the sword intent of the Sword Of King?"

"No, it's not the sword intent of the Sword Of King, but the majesty of the Emperor. It's like the majesty of an Emperor. In other words, this divine weapon was once an Emperor Sword, the personal sword of an Emperor."

As Hsiang Yang spoke, his eyes lit up. In ancient times, true warriors were everywhere. This was an era where innate talents were inferior to dogs. Even cultivator would often appear in the mortal world. And emperors ruled the entire world, possessing endless power. To be able to become the personal sword of an emperor, it must be a peerless divine weapon.

"Crunch!"

The sound of the sword being unsheathed could be heard all of a sudden. The divine sword suddenly flew into the sky, emitting the majesty of an emperor. Just like the Divine Dragon from before, it was swimming in the air above the altar.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Moreover, the divine sword was still attacking the nine-colored light screen in the air, trying to break through the light screen and fly out.

Seeing this scene, Hsiang Yang's mind moved, and he disappeared from where he stood. When he reappeared, he was already in the sky, underneath the light screen. His body was one with the sword, and the nine-colored sword Qi on the surface of his body was pervading the air. It formed a huge sword-shaped sword that kept chasing after the divine sword.

"Pa!"1

As Hsiang Yang grabbed the divine sword, a buzzing sound was heard. The divine sword in his hand released a vast amount of imperial might, making Hsiang Yang feel like he would be defeated without a fight. He had the urge to kneel down and worship the divine weapon. This was the might of an emperor.

"It's just the will of a king. I know how to do it too. Let me see if your ownerless imperial sword is stronger or my Sword Of King is stronger."

Hsiang Yang laughed and his body trembled. The sword intent of the Sword Of King erupted. This time, it could be said that all of the sword intent had erupted. Instantly, the wind and clouds surged, and even the altar below was trembling.

The divine weapon in Hsiang Yang's hand was still trembling at the beginning. But... When he felt the sword intent of the Sword Of King coming from Hsiang Yang's body, it actually calmed down. After that, a submissive Qi was transmitted into Hsiang Yang's body.

"Submit to me just like that?"

Hsiang Yang was overjoyed. The more he looked at the divine weapon in his hand, the more he liked it.

Hsiang Yang carefully played with the sword in his hand. It was four fingers wide. Compared to the sword that was popular today, it was much bigger. There was a heavy sword intent on the sword. The sword was extremely heavy. It weighed at least hundreds of kilograms. No one knew what material it was made of. The sword body and the hilt became one. On one side of the sword body, there were sun, moon, and stars. On the other side, there was a beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers. It was as if everything in the world was covered within it.

"Too... Ah!"

Hsiang Yang's eyes widened when he saw the two young men written under the sword hilt.

"Taia Sword? Could this be the Taia Sword of the First Emperor?" Hsiang Yang said in shock. He took a closer look at the Taia Sword. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was the same as the legendary divine weapon.

"Back then, the ancient emperor fought against the ancient ancestor, but in the end, he was killed by the ancient ancestor. However, it couldn't be denied that the First Emperor, who was able to rule the entire world by himself, was extremely powerful. I'm afraid that he has already reached a point where no one can defeat him. According to the records of his ancestors... If the First Emperor used the Taia Sword to fight against his ancestors, even his ancestors might not be a match for him. "

Hsiang Yang was deep in thought, and his facial expression became somewhat strange. Thousands of years ago, the old ancestor of Hsiang family, the conqueror of the world, the divine weapon that he had always wanted was actually obtained by him just like that. Could this be the will of the heavens?

"What a great treasure."

Hsiang Yang touched the divine weapon in his hand happily, as if he was caressing his own emotions. A person was as gentle as a human. This was the divine weapon that the strongest ancestor of Hsiang family wanted the most back then. He didn't expect that he would be able to obtain it.

"Ah, it's quite sharp."

Hsiang Yang treated it gently. He accidentally touched the blade of the sword, and a small cut was instantly cut open. A stream of blood slid down the blade of the sword.

Hsiang Yang's face was filled with shock. His outer force had already reached the Innate Stage. He had reached the early stage of the Vajra Indestructible Physique. Even if he stood there and let an ordinary person cut him with a sword, he wouldn't be able to hurt him at all. However, when he accidentally touched the blade of the sword, he was cut just like that.

"As expected of a Divine Weapon."

Not only was Hsiang Yang not angry, he was even excited. Who in the world could compete with such a divine weapon?

"Buzz!"

Right at this moment, something strange happened. After the sword absorbed the drop of blood, it started trembling.

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