Sword Emperor

The Sword Breaking Imperio Herb had a very strange appearance. It looked like a grass that could be seen everywhere. However, every leaf on the grass was like a sharp sword that had been completely cut off from the middle. Its surface was still emitting a sharp aura.    

    

Even this seemingly simple grass contained a huge power. If an ordinary person were to accidentally touch it, they would suffer the pain of thousands of Sword Meaning's soul devouring within 90 feet of the Sword Breaking Imperio Herb. Those with weak willpower would not even have the qualifications to approach it, let alone pick it.    

    

At such a close distance, even though Sun Bing had tempered his skin countless times, he still felt a sharp pain. It was the feeling of the sharpest sword intent revolving around his body.    

    

However, not only did Sun Bing not feel angry about this situation, he even had a smile on his face. Even the Sword Soul in his sea of consciousness was trembling with excitement.    

    

Because only through this kind of tempering could his Sword Soul advance to the next level, and climb to the highest peak of the Sword Dao.    

    

Therefore, without any hesitation, Sun Bing swallowed the Sword Breaking Imperio Herb into his mouth. In an instant, a sharp pain spread throughout his mind.    

    

It was completely different from ordinary treasures from heaven and earth. One had to know that most of the spiritual beings that grew from the Heaven and Earth Meaning of Dao would melt the moment they entered his mouth, condensing into a majestic medicinal strength. However, at this moment, the small grass that looked like unknown broken sword... At this moment, it had actually turned into the sharpest broken sword.    

    

Sun Bing could even sense that there were traces of injuries on his body after being cut by the small grass. This was also because his Qi and blood were extremely vigorous. With the help of the ❮ Nirvana ❯, such a small injury would be completely healed in no time.    

    

However, that pain was still reverberating in his mind. At this moment, Sun Bing finally understood why the Sword Breaking Imperio Herb wasn't famous. It was because this condition was too harsh. There were very few people who could pass the first stage.    

    

Presumably, there were very few people in history who could achieve a breakthrough because of this. If it wasn't for the fact that Sun Bing had a secret technique like the Nirvana skill, he would definitely have died in the end.    

    

When the spirit grass entered his stomach, under Sun Bing's refinement, it did not circulate the vigorous medicinal strength within his meridians like before. Instead, he felt waves of piercing pain surging within his body, as if he was using a sharp sword to cut through every part of his body.    

    

Just as Sun Bing used his firm willpower to resist the pain, his mind seemed to have come to an unknown space. The sky was gray, and there was no superfluous color. The ground was filled with rusted iron swords.    

    

However, when Sun Bing touched them, he found that the iron swords on the ground had turned into ashes. It was as if the opponent had decayed for countless years. With a light touch, the sword would disappear from this world.    

    

Sun Bing was quite puzzled by such a scene. He kept thinking about it. "Why did I come here? What is this place? Shouldn't I be refining the Sword Breaking Imperio Herb this time?"    

    

However, reality quickly told Sun Bing the answer. In an instant, a clear sword chime sounded beside Sun Bing's ear. When he turned his head, he could see that in the dusky sky, an indistinct figure had appeared, holding a longsword.    

    

This sword was filled with a cold light, and it seemed to be filled with killing intent. It was completely different from the other swords, as if Sun Bing was his target.    

    

Without any warning, this figure had already attacked Sun Bing with his sword. The longsword was filled with a cold light, and the thick killing intent was oppressive. He didn't show any mercy when he attacked. He raised his sword and launched his most ferocious attack.    

    

Although it was a little hasty, Sun Bing's reaction speed was still quite fast. In an instant, he realized that the opponent wasn't coming with good intentions. He immediately used Ground Shrink and retreated.    

    

And for some reason, a sword also appeared in his hand. This was not a Red Dawn Sword, it was one of the Tai E Sword. However, Sun Bing could feel a blood connection from this sword. There was no discomfort at all.    

    

With the longsword in his hand, Sun Bing's heart was filled with confidence. He looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer to him, and the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a cold smile. "Compared to the Swords Arts, I won't fall behind anyone."    

    

After that, Sun Bing also attacked with his sword. Sun Bing, who had already comprehended the Sword Domain, had a deep understanding of the Swords Arts that was close to the realm of Dao. It could be said that he had reached the pinnacle that he could reach at the moment.    

    

There were very few people who could defeat him at the same realm, not to mention the fact that his opponent's Swords Arts realm was very low. It was as if he had just learned the sword for the first time, and was easily killed by Sun Bing with a single strike.    

    

When Sun Bing's longsword pierced through the illusory figure, the opponent turned into a wave of hazy black Qi, which was then completely absorbed by the longsword in Sun Bing's hand. Sun Bing didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but he could feel that the longsword in his hand had become even stronger.    

    

Just as Sun Bing was surprised that this matter had ended, a strange thing happened. A second figure appeared in front of him, holding the longsword in his hand.    

    

However, there was an obvious change between the two of them. If the sword in his hand could only be regarded as an ordinary iron sword, then the sword in his hand was an even higher grade iron sword.    

    

There was no difference between this person and the previous one. The moment this person appeared, he immediately attacked Sun Bing. The final result was naturally the same. He was killed by Sun Bing in a single strike. Once again, he turned into a grey Qi and rushed into Sun Bing's longsword.    

    

Time slowly flowed by. Sun Bing had no idea how many figures had appeared in front of him. Almost as soon as the figure in front of him was killed, the next figure would appear and continue the battle with Sun Bing.    

    

After such a long period of time, according to the numerous battles, Sun Bing had naturally made some obvious discoveries. The most eye-catching thing was that every time a figure appeared, his cultivation base would be exactly the same as the previous person. Similarly, he would also be no different from Sun Bing.    

    

The second point was that every single person was the same. The longsword in their hands would be slightly better than the previous person's. At this moment, the longsword in the human figure's hand had already reached the level of the spiritual artifact, and the Swords Arts had also become more and more powerful.    

    

If it was said that he could only be killed by Sun Bing in an instant at the beginning, then he could barely hold on for a few more strikes, and his opponent was still getting stronger and stronger.    

    

This discovery was enough to shock Sun Bing. He could clearly sense that there must be something wrong with this discovery. After all, every time he killed his opponent, it would turn into a grey Qi that would be completely absorbed by the mysterious longsword in Sun Bing's hand.    

    

The entire process was like a trial specially prepared for Sun Bing. Every battle could be considered a test, and this test was becoming more and more difficult. In the end, there might even be opponents of the same level as Sun Bing, or even stronger enemies.    

    

However, not only did this not make Sun Bing feel fear, it also made him even more excited. Because after so many battles, Sun Bing was surprised to find that after fighting with those phantoms, his understanding of the Swords Arts had become even more solid.    

    

Time seemed to have stopped here. Sun Bing had already gone through countless battles, so naturally, his enemies had become stronger. What he had encountered now was... Even he needed to hold his ground against his opponent for a while, and exchange some pointers with him in order to kill him.    

    

The longsword in his hand killed his opponent once again. A thick grey Qi emerged and was completely absorbed by the longsword. Now, Sun Bing's face finally revealed a serious expression because he felt a rare trace of pressure.