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C2585 So-so

During the process of devouring, Feng Yixiu could personally experience the journey of the ancient heroic spirit. As the losers of the previous era, they might also have resentment and unwillingness in their hearts.

In fact, Feng Yixiu really pitied these heroic souls that were buried in the Thousand Soldier Tomb. They might have had endless glory in the ancient era, but in the end, it could not change the fact that they were the losers.

The Thousand Soldier Tomb could be said to be a better way to describe it. It could be said that the Sea God was built to commemorate his past opponents. If it was not a better way to describe it, wouldn't it also be a monument that the Sea God used to show off?

"Although the glory of the old era is worth protecting, in the end, we still have to walk towards the door of the new era. Isn't this a new life for you?" Feng Yixiu could vaguely feel the unassuming heroic soul in the pitch-black devil sword. He also didn't know if the other party could understand the meaning of his words. He said as if he was minding his own business.

He didn't know if it was Feng Yixiu's misconception, but he could clearly feel that the restless heroic soul suddenly became much calmer, and the trembling of the black devil sword also gradually stopped.

"Young master, who are you talking to?" The Nine-Colored Dragon King looked at Feng Yixiu with a puzzled expression. There seemed to be no one else around except the two of them.

Feng Yixiu smiled and said faintly, "I am just talking to myself..."

"Master, why do I feel that your dark devil sword doesn't seem to have changed at all? Didn't you say that by borrowing your heroic soul, you can complete the awakening?" The Nine-Colored Dragon King carefully sized up the pitch-black devil sword in Feng Yixiu's hand. He didn't see any changes even after a long time.

"Only by absorbing the souls of ten thousand experts will I be able to do so. Only then will I be able to absorb one of them. Furthermore, the strength of this Heroic Spirit isn't very strong. It would be strange if I could see the difference." Feng Yixiu raised the pitch-black devil sword in his hand and looked at it for a long time. Similarly, he didn't notice too many changes in its appearance.

However, Feng Yixiu could clearly sense that there was indeed a trace of a heroic soul within the dark-black devil sword. Otherwise, based on the appearance alone, he would doubt whether he had succeeded or not.

"One... Ten thousand ancient heroic souls. Isn't this a little too exaggerated?" The Nine-Colored Dragon King was startled by this enormous figure. His eyes stared at Feng Yixiu in disbelief.

"I was also startled when I found out about it, but there was nothing I could do about it. This was the amount required to forge a Demon Weapon, and it wasn't just the number that was required. The quality of the Heroic Spirit consumed directly affects the strength of the Ultimate Demon Sword. " Feng Yixiu forced a smile. Even if he knew that this method was feasible, he wouldn't be happy. He continued, "I was just trying to forge a sword with the heroic soul. I'm afraid I can't devour the weak Heroic Spirit anymore in the future."

"If that's the case, then we have to make a trip to the core area of the Thousand Soldier Tomb..." The Nine-Colored Dragon King's expression suddenly became serious. He had seen the dangers of this place before. If it wasn't because he had no other choice, he wouldn't be willing to set foot in this place again.

"Alas... Looks like it's like this now. Moreover, I'm afraid I don't have much time left. I have to complete it before the opening of the Sea God Hall." Feng Yixiu sighed helplessly. The Sea God Temple was their ultimate goal in heading to the remains of the sea god. Furthermore, there was a time limit to the opening of the Sea God Temple.

If Feng Yixiu could not complete the awakening of the Demon Weapon before this, he would have to leave the Thousand Soldier Tomb no matter how unwilling he was. Therefore, time was very precious to him.

"This means that there is only about half a month's time. In such a short period of time, he wants to subdue ten thousand ancient heroic souls. Moreover, it requires a high quality soul. This is indeed not an easy task. " The Nine-Colored Dragon King had taken care of Feng Yixiu's emotions, and didn't speak too bluntly.

The reason why Feng Yixiu's absorption of the ancient heroic soul went so smoothly was not because of his overwhelming strength. It was also because the ancient remnant sword had already been subdued by the Nine-Colored Dragon King. The real process was far more difficult than imagined.

"It's useless to think so much now. No matter how difficult it is, I have to give it a try. Mobilize the Holy Dragon Corps as soon as possible and gather everyone at the periphery of the Thousand Soldier Tomb. "Feng Yixiu's eyes were burning. He had already prepared himself mentally.

"Understood!"

The Nine-Colored Dragon King bowed slightly and immediately went to gather the manpower.

Although she was instinctively afraid of the depths of the Thousand Soldier Tomb, she had prepared for the worst in order to help the Young Master awaken the Demon Weapon.

"I wonder where the Wine Devouring Ghost King went..." Feng Yixiu touched his chin and took out the small pudding that he had been sleeping on.

However, the small pudding seemed to be really tired. Feng Yixiu's huge movements still did not wake him up, and the faint sounds of fighting continued to ring out.

Feng Yixiu tried to call out a few times, but he still could not wake up the small pudding. Helpless, he could only use his trump card. He took out a Brahma Blood Devil Fruit. After that, he placed it in front of the small pudding.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The small pudding, which had been unconscious a moment ago, sniffed a few times. Its mouth unconsciously moved toward the direction of the Fan Blood Magic Fruit.

Feng Yixiu carried the little pudding with one hand and kept pulling the position of the Gao Fan Blood Magic Fruit with the other hand. The tail of the little pudding started to shake continuously and swept up a huge spiraling sea current.

"Oh... I unlocked a new skill. I didn't expect you to be able to fly with your tail!" After Feng Yixiu completely released his grip, the small pudding did not immediately fall to the ground. Instead, it kept moving along with the position of the Van Blood Magic Fruit.

"It's time to eat!"

Feng Yixiu suddenly shouted softly. The small pudding seemed to have an electric switch pressed down on it. The sleeping bubble was instantly broken. It quickly grabbed the Brahma Blood Magic Fruit in front of it in midair.

"Wuwu... It's so delicious!" The little pudding held the Fan Blood Magic Fruit in both hands and bit around, showing a look of satisfaction. In a good mood, he laughed and said, "Master, why are you suddenly so good to me? Is there something you need from me?"1

"Usually when there's nothing to do, I'm also good to you, right?" Feng Yixiu touched his nose and said with a smile.

"So-so! "Little pudding was busy eating the devil fruit in his arms and replied perfunctorily.

"I'll eat it later. I have some things to ask you!" Feng Yixiu saw the little pudding's perfunctory attitude, so he used a method of cutting the base with a stick and directly snatched back the magic fruit that he had eaten in the little pudding's arms.

"Then ask! After asking, I still have to eat!" Little pudding pouted its small mouth angrily, looking quite cute.

"Quickly help me find out where the Wine Devouring Ghost King went." Feng Yixiu said truthfully.

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