880: C880 Merge as One

C880 Merge as One

880. Integration.

As soon as Guu Feng arrived at the bottom of the pond, Xiaohei came to his side and said something that sounded like he had found the entire pond. :

"Boss, I have already searched up and down. There isn't even a single sword in the entire pond, let alone the number one Purple Sun Divine Swords of the Ten Great Divine Tools. Tell me, are we being deceived?"

After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Guu Feng raised his head again, and his eyes were filled with determination.

"Although I haven't known the Rolling Python for long, and I haven't had much contact with it, I think that with his fame and strength, there is no need for him to lie to us."

"Boss, why don't you tell me why I searched the entire pond, but I didn't see the Purple Sun Divine Sword it mentioned?" Xiaohei muttered.

"Are you sure you really searched the entire pond? Did you do a thorough search?"

Guu Feng did not ask this question because he had chosen to trust the Rolling Python between the Rolling Python and Xiaohei. Instead, he had chosen the side that was most likely to be careless in his actions.

The Rolling Python had been famous for countless years. One could imagine how old it was and how mature it was. As for Xiaohei, he was just a little kid who had just been born a few days ago. It was very easy to make a judgment on who was most likely to make a mistake.

When he heard Guu Feng's words, Xiaohei immediately understood. Immediately, he said with some embarrassment,

"This, hehe, I have indeed only roughly searched it once."

Guu Feng nodded and said, "You, me, and me. This time, the two of us will do a carpet search. We must not let go of any place."

"Understood, boss."

After dividing the search area, Guu Feng and Xiaohei immediately started to search separately.

As they searched, Guu Feng, who occasionally glanced at Xiaohei, was shocked.

Guu Feng was very clear about Xiaohei's current strength. He didn't even have the strength of a First Grade Demon Beast. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to withstand the biting cold of the pond.

However, from what he could see, Xiaohei seemed to be completely unaffected by the pond water. Not only was he not affected by the icy coldness of the pond water, even his soul seemed to be frozen, but it was also reflected in the medium of the water itself.

"What kind of animal is Xiaohei?"

Guu Feng was puzzled. Xiaohei's movement speed in the water was not the slightest bit slower than moving on land. He was as fast as lightning and incomparably swift.

Guu Feng knew what was important at the moment. He suppressed the curiosity in his heart and began to concentrate on searching.

Although the cold pond was very big and Guu Feng had been walking for three days, the range he had locked onto was very limited, which was the area near the island.

"Since the Rolling Python willingly gave me the divine sword, it won't be too difficult for me. If it is far away from the island, he will definitely give me some hints.

The reason why he didn't give me any specific directions before was because he subconsciously thought that there was no need to point it out, which was very close to the island."

Guu Feng, whose mirror was hanging high in his heart, carefully searched his surroundings. Before long, he noticed a huge rock.

At the bottom of the Cold Water Pond, huge rocks that were a hundred square meters were very common.

The reason why this inconspicuous stone attracted Guu Feng's attention was because there was a sword hilt with obvious signs of decay on it. Obviously, most of the swords were inside.

Because he had worked so hard for nothing, he could only come to Guu Feng's place to seek comfort from his fellow sufferers. Xiaohei asked without any hope:

"Boss, I have searched three more times, but I still did not find anything. Did you find the Purple Sun Divine Sword?"

Guu Feng stared at the stone closely. Naturally, he did not hide anything from Xiaohei. He also looked at the stone. After looking at it again and again, he still did not understand and asked.

"Boss, is there anything strange about this broken stone?"

After staring at it for a long time, Guu Feng had a conclusion in his heart. He looked at the decayed sword hilt and said with certainty.2

"If I'm not surprised, that Purple Sun Divine Sword must be inside this stone."

Following Guu Feng's gaze, Xiaohei naturally noticed the sword hilt that was not very good and said disapprovingly, :

"Boss, you don't think that the sword hilt that is about to rot is a Purple Sun Divine Sword, do you?

Although I, Xiaohei, have only been born a few days ago, don't try to scare me. This kind of junk is the most famous of the Ten Great Divine Tools? "

In Xiaohei's impression, the Purple Sun Divine Sword was something that had the name of a Divine Tool. It shouldn't have rotted away naturally just because of the passing of time.

Xiaohei planned to pull out this tattered sword hilt to prove that his judgment was correct.

However, when it personally pulled it out, it discovered the difficulty.

No matter how he pulled it out, no matter how much strength he used, he was unable to pull the rotten sword hilt out of the huge rock.

Looking at Xiaohei who could not shake the sword hilt in the slightest, Guu Feng was surprised in his heart.

"With Xiaohei's strength, it should not be difficult for him to pull out a sword."

It should be like this, but it was not like this, which confused him.

"Boss, I can't do anything about this broken sword. Why don't you try it?" Xiaohei asked for help.

Even if Xiaohei did not say it, Guu Feng already had this intention. He nodded and said, "Yes, I will try."

When Guu Feng could not shake the sword hilt no matter how hard he tried, the man and the beast looked at each other. They naturally understood that there was a big problem with the sword hilt, which looked rotten and tattered.

"Boss, this broken sword hilt is strange!"

"We've already seen how strange it is, yet you still call it a broken sword hilt!" Guu Feng shook his head with a bitter smile.

"There is something strange about it, but there is something strange about it. A broken sword hilt is a broken sword hilt. The two cannot be mixed together."

Xiaohei shook his head, feeling as if he had said something famous.

"Forget it. I have no time to argue with you. Now, subduing this sword is the right thing to do."

"Then what do you plan to do, boss?"

"What do you plan to do?" Guu Feng said rather shamelessly, "What else can I do? Of course, I will drip my blood and acknowledge you as my master."

Guu Feng remembered that the Rolling Python had said that he had already canceled the contract with the divine sword, which would make it easier for him to subdue the divine sword.

And when it came to reestablishing the contract, it was very easy to think of dripping blood.

"Xiaohei, move aside first, don't get caught in the crossfire."

After Xiaohei obediently moved away from the rock, Guu Feng broke his finger and squeezed out a drop of blood essence. He tried to drip it on the hilt of the sword to recognize it as his master.

However, Guu Feng ignored it. Right now, he was at the bottom of the cold pond, and the water was flowing rapidly. Before the blood essence could drip onto the hilt of the sword, it had already been swept away.

He smiled at his little mistake. The second time when he dripped blood to acknowledge the master, Guu Feng had considered the speed of the water flow and the rust that prevented the blood from merging with the sword. He had successfully integrated the blood essence with the sword's main body.

In a split second, a purple light blossomed from the rusted sword's hilt, illuminating the entire bottom of the pond.

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