The hall was shattered and thick smoke rose.

Ye Lingtian held the Fighting Ghosts and Gods Sword in his hand and walked forward with an indifferent expression. His long silver-white hair fluttered in the wind, and a powerful aura emanated from his body. The magic sword flashed with magic light, and the sword energy swept across the Western Zhou Dynasty, which was extremely ferocious.

"This kid actually knocked the Wusheng Sword away. That sword strike just now actually made me feel the threat of death. He is only half a step into the realm of Zhan Dao, but he has such fighting power. Is he a monster?"

"His technique reminds me of the Great Zhou Emperor's Secret Technique. Is this someone from the Great Zhou royal family?"

"It does look like the Great Zhou Emperor's Secret Art, but it doesn't have the aura of an emperor. It's strange."

"Does it matter? Does it matter? My main hall has been destroyed, this damn thing."

"..."

The ten old men present stared at Ye Lingtian in surprise, some were shocked, some were wailing, and some had eyes full of anticipation.

If Ye Lingtian can defeat the Wusheng Sword and tame the sword, perhaps they really have a chance here.

Thinking of this, everyone became even more excited.

"I hope this kid can succeed..."

Li Wen's breathing became a little rapid, as if he saw a ray of hope again. He had been here for too long, so long that he didn't even know how many years it had been. He also wanted to go out and see the outside world.

boom!

Just as Ye Lingtian moved forward, the broken hall shook and the Wusheng Sword Spirit rushed out with a sword in hand.

It was extremely fast and arrived in front of Ye Lingtian in an instant. It thrust out a sword with an extremely sharp blade. The sword light flashed with an icy white light and was bone-chilling.

Ye Lingtian had an indifferent look, without a trace of emotion in his eyes. As soon as the long sword stabbed towards him, he instantly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the tip of the sword, making it impossible for it to move forward at all.

Buzz!

The Wusheng Sword vibrated wildly, and sword energy continued to overflow. No matter how hard the sword spirit tried, it still couldn't move forward at all.

Ye Lingtian pulled with all his strength, and the Wusheng Sword and the sword spirit were pulled to his side. He instantly let go of his hands and punched the sword.

boom!

Another roar was heard, and the Wusheng Sword was blown away again, smashing a hall into pieces.

Stab it!

This time, Ye Lingtian did not give Wusheng Sword a chance to counterattack. He rushed forward in an instant and slashed down with the Fighting Ghost Sword in his hand.

Boom.

There was another loud noise, and the hall was smashed into pieces by the Fighting Ghost God, and a three-hundred-meter-long crack was split on the ground. Smoke and dust rose into the sky. The Wusheng Sword Spirit stood inside with a sword in his hand, his figure somewhat dim.

After all, it is just a sword spirit. When the Wusheng Sword is subjected to a powerful attack, it will also be consumed and it will be difficult to maintain its shape for too long.

Ye Lingtian stood in front, and the Fighting Ghost God was shaken, and a strong wind swept, blowing away the smoke and dust. He ignored the Wusheng Sword Spirit and said, "Submit, or be destroyed."

hum.

The Wusheng Sword Spirit clenched the sword tightly, and the sword energy on his body surged wildly, and it was obvious that he was planning to fight again.

"Ridiculous."

Ye Lingtian's tone was cold, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and his aura increased several times.

The pitch-black sky suddenly turned a rich blood-red color. The city of Youdu continued to shake. Cracks appeared on the ground, and gravel floated in the air. The remaining nine palaces also showed signs of shattering.

Stab it!

Ye Lingtian rushed out in a flash, waving his sword wildly, and slashed dozens of times in a row. Each sword was extremely brutal. He used the Wusheng Sword as a sandbag. The Wusheng Sword spirit didn't even have a chance to resist and was constantly blasted away.

In Youdu City, there were constant explosions. The Wusheng Sword was crashing around everywhere. Every collision would shatter the heaven and earth, and the figure of the Wusheng Sword Spirit quickly faded away.

After a while.

Chi!

The Wusheng Sword fell from the sky and pierced into the ground, and the sword spirit had completely dissipated.

Ye Lingtian held a long sword, stood in the air, glanced at the Wusheng Sword indifferently, and came to its side in an instant. He grasped the hilt of the sword casually, activated the Beiming Divine Art, and began to devour the power of the Wusheng Sword.

The Wusheng Sword immediately began to tremble, and a sense of fear spread out.

Ye Lingtian said indifferently: "Submit, otherwise, you will be destroyed!"

The Wusheng Sword instantly conveyed an emotion to Ye Lingtian, indicating that it was willing to surrender. It had already condensed a sword spirit, which could also transform. If Ye Lingtian continued to devour its power, the sword spirit might be destroyed.

Ye Lingtian stopped swallowing and drew out the Wusheng Sword. With a wave of his hand, the Wusheng Sword flew towards Qin Jianjia: "Jianjia, this sword is for you."

Qin Jianjia took the sword and did not feel any resistance.

After Qin You reacted, he immediately said: "Girl, hurry up...quickly use your blood to sign a contract with the Wusheng Sword. The Wusheng Sword is very special and needs a contract. Otherwise, you will eventually become its puppet..."

In the history of the Rebirth Camp, some people have obtained this sword, but without exception, they ended up being controlled by the sword and turned into its puppets, because they did not sign a contract with the Sword of No Life. This kind of contract requires the sword user and the sword spirit to sign it at the same time.

"Jianjia, do as you are told."

Ye Lingtian looked at Qin Jianjia.

Qin Jianjia immediately cut her palm with the Wusheng Sword, and a trace of blood flowed out, staining the sword red.

Ye Lingtian looked at Wusheng Sword: "If we don't sign the contract, there is no need for you to exist."

hum.

The Wusheng Sword emitted a soft light, swallowing Qin Jianjia's blood and concluding a contract. Compared to falling into Ye Lingtian's hands, it seemed to prefer staying in Qin Jianjia's hands. After all, if it fell into Ye Lingtian's hands, it might be swallowed.

A few seconds later.

The contract was concluded.

Qin Jianjia held the sword in her hand, a look of joy on her face: "Sir, I have already signed a contract with the Wusheng Sword."

At this moment, she only needed a thought to make the weapon spirit appear, which was equivalent to having a strong man in the Zhan Dao realm protecting her.

"good."

Ye Lingtian nodded slightly.

"The Yangtze River's waves behind push the waves ahead. Now the world is ruled by young people, and we are old."

Li Wen said with emotion.

Qin You looked at Ye Lingtian and said thoughtfully: "I take back my previous opinion of you. You are indeed very strong."

"Even the Wusheng Sword has been tamed. This young man is amazing."

Another old man sighed, saying that after being here for many years, they finally saw someone come here and tame the sword.

"The Wusheng Sword has been subdued, so what's next..."

Everyone instantly looked towards the gate of the Hall of Rebirth with anticipation in their eyes. The Sword of No Life had been tamed, so was it time to consider the issue of inheritance next?

This was a question they had not dared to consider easily before, but now, hope has emerged.

call out.

Ye Lingtian waved his hand casually, and the black beads flew towards the bronze door of the Hall of Rebirth.

The black beads instantly merged into the bronze door.

Click.

Then, the bronze door opened, and an eerie atmosphere wafted out from the Hall of Rebirth.

Qin You immediately said: "There is another guardian puppet in the Hall of Rebirth."

"Roar!"

Just as he finished speaking, a roar came from the Hall of Rebirth.

call out.

The Fighting Ghost God in Ye Lingtian's hand turned into a residual image and instantly shot into the Hall of Rebirth.

A loud roar was then heard in the Hall of Rebirth, and the puppet leader was killed instantly.

The Fighting Ghost God flew out and returned to Ye Lingtian's hands again. The trouble was solved...


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