2584: C2584 Devour the Soul

C2584 Devour the Soul

A few broken weapons were floating in the air, glowing with a bright light. The unique patterns and luster on them amazed Feng Yixiu.

The ancient weapons were not inferior to the current Spirit Weapon, and their forging skills had even reached the peak of perfection. The Thousand Refined patterns that flowed smoothly like flowing water on them were also extremely gorgeous.

Although these Ancient Era's Remnants were already incomplete, they still emitted an extremely desolate and heavy pressure, causing others to not dare to rashly touch them.

This was merely an ancient artifact fragment that the Nine-Colored Dragon King had mentioned. It was difficult to imagine just how powerful an ancient Sacred Artifact was in the core region of the Thousand Soldier Tomb.

Feng Yixiu looked at the few ancient remnant weapons that were floating in the air. He could not suppress the curiosity in his heart. He randomly chose one of the most powerful remnant generals. Immediately, he planned to reach out and touch it.

"Young master, be careful!"

The Nine-Colored Dragon King suddenly shrank upon seeing this. However, it was still too late. The seemingly inconspicuous broken sword suddenly let out a buzzing sword hum, and stabbed at Feng Yixiu's chest at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

However, this level of attack was unable to truly harm Feng Yixiu. He did not dodge at all. Instead, he attached dragon scales to his palm and grabbed the broken sword in the air.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

The ancient broken sword was still struggling crazily, and it kept producing deafening sword hums. However, Feng Yixiu's strength was far beyond that of a mere broken sword. No matter how hard it shook, it couldn't shake Feng Yixiu at all.

The reason why the ancient broken sword suddenly attacked was because of the hidden heroic soul within it. Anyone who dared to approach it would become its target.

Even though they were the losers of the previous era, they would not allow others to trample on their pride. Unless they had absolute strength that was enough to crush them, they would not easily yield.

"If you don't want to be crushed, you'd better be quiet!" When Feng Yixiu touched the Spirit Weapon, he felt the soul hidden in the broken sword.

After saying this, the ancient broken sword that was shaking suddenly became quieter. It seemed to have sensed Feng Yixiu's overwhelming spirit press.

Although Feng Yixiu did not know the power system of the ancient era, based on the strength of the heroic soul within this broken sword, the owner of this broken sword should have been equivalent to the early battle spirit emperor when he was alive.

As for the ancient Heroic Spirit among the other broken weapons, it had not even reached the battle spirit emperor level. This was only the outer area of the Thousand Soldier Tomb. It could be seen what kind of monsters were buried deep inside.

"Young master, this broken weapon isn't even half as strong as your Spirit Weapon. It doesn't seem to have much value." The Nine-Colored Dragon King couldn't understand Feng Yixiu's actions. He didn't understand why the young master was so interested in these Spirit Weapons.

"The broken weapons themselves might not be of great value, but the heroic souls within are of great value!" Feng Yixiu smiled slightly and explained patiently.

"What is the value of the heroic soul within?" The Nine-Colored Dragon King was still confused and could not understand what Feng Yixiu meant.

"For some reason, my Demon Weapon can't be fully awakened. I need to borrow the Ancient Heroic Soul to forge the final Demon Sword, and these Demon Weapons with ten thousand heavy weapons are the best choice!" Feng Yixiu did not hide anything from the Nine-Colored Dragon King and explained with a serious expression.

"So that's how it is. Doesn't that mean the Ten Thousand Soldier Tomb is very important to the young master? I will send someone to continue sweeping the Ten Thousand Soldier Tomb!" The Nine-Colored Dragon King nodded thoughtfully. His character was swift and decisive. Immediately, he prepared to gather people to go to the Thousand Soldier Tomb.

"There's no hurry now. I still don't know if the Ancient Heroic Soul can successfully forge a devil sword. You can wait for me to succeed first before acting together. There's no hurry. " Feng Yixiu shook his head with a smile, then he took out the devil sword that was wrapped in black mist.

"This is..."

The Nine-Colored Dragon King widened her eyes when she saw this strange devil weapon. This devil sword had obviously exceeded her understanding.

This was not because the Nine-Colored Dragon King was ignorant and ill-informed. Not to mention her, even the most respected master of the Spirit World could only shake his head and sigh when he saw this sword.

What Feng Yixiu was doing now could be said to be unprecedented. He needed to explore step by step to have a glimmer of hope of success.

"This is my devil sword that has yet to fully awaken. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I don't even know its real name." Feng Yixiu shook his head helplessly and explained.

"How could this happen?" The Nine-Colored Dragon King finally opened his eyes and said with a shocked expression.

"This matter is a long story. If I have time in the future, I will explain it to you. However, the most urgent matter right now is to test whether this plan is feasible or not." Feng Yixiu held the ancient broken sword in his left hand and the pitch-black devil sword in his right. However, he waited for a long time without any response.

"Master, if you want to devour the Heroic Spirit, you need to come into contact with both of them. However, the prerequisite is that you have completely subdued the Heroic Spirit. Otherwise, I won't be able to suppress it."

Just as Feng Yixiu was at a loss about what to do, a familiar voice sounded in his mind. The Weapon Devil Master was communicating with him through the pitch-black devil sword.0

Although the Black Devil Sword hadn't fully formed, the Weapon Devil Master could still communicate with Feng Yixiu through the Devil Weapon.

Feng Yixiu nodded silently. Then, he crossed the pitch-black devil sword and the ancient broken sword. The sword chime that had been quiet for a moment sounded again, as if it was trying to break free from Feng Yixiu's palm.

However, Feng Yixiu's strength had always been at a crushing level. There was no way the ancient broken sword could resist him.

A wisp of faintly discernible soul was extracted from the ancient broken sword, and then it moved closer to the black devil sword in Feng Yixiu's right hand.

The black mist released by the black devil ape became thicker and thicker, like a greedy beast that had completely devoured the Heroic Spirit. When all the soul energy was completely devoured, the ancient sword that was still emitting a bright light had completely lost all its light.

"Hualala..."

Without the protection of the Heroic Spirit, the ancient sword was already invincible against the erosion of endless time. It started to rust at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon turned into powder and dissipated into nothingness.

"Congratulations, Young Master. It seems that this method is really feasible!" The Nine-Colored Dragon King smiled like a flower when he saw that the black devil sword had successfully swallowed the ancient Heroic Spirit.

Feng Yixiu nodded silently. He looked at the tiny bit of rust on his palm and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

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