Overriding the Heaven

The ground that should have been paved with pitch-black stone had turned muddy from the mixing of the blood.    

    

However, the main reason was because the stone slab had been poured with blood and had melted like a candle.    

    

"You want to compensate me for my weapon, right here?"    

    

"It's a piece …" "Fragment..."    

    

"Is there no complete version?"    

    

"Complete... By... Broken …    

    

His Highness Chu was rendered speechless.    

    

"You are now... Weak Chicken... If it isn't broken... You too... "Useless …"    

    

While speaking, Chu Yan bent his body and grabbed towards the mud.    

    

"What are you doing?" At this moment, the armor-clad man looked in their direction.    

    

Chu Yan's actions made him feel baffled.    

    

However, he also knew very well that, with that person's status, he would absolutely not do anything useless.    

    

Moreover, the environment here made him feel a little familiar, and also a little uneasy.    

    

Scanning the surroundings, the armor-wearing fellow suddenly seemed to recall something.    

    

Under the helmet, he suddenly let out a furious yell, "This is the place! What are you looking for?!"    

    

But at this time, it was too late for him to stop Chu Yan.    

    

The melted stone slab felt like cold mud in his hand.    

    

Chu Yan's hand reached in, and then he felt as if he had grabbed onto something that looked like a length of chain.    

    

However, the chain was very thick. Although it had not been pulled out yet, it was estimated to be as thick as an adult's forearm.    

    

Grabbing the chain, he yanked.    

    

"Creak ~ ~ ~"    

    

It was as if an ancient wooden door had been opened.    

    

Suddenly, a thick smell of history greeted him.    

    

Desolate, boundless, ancient, bloody, violent …    

    

All sorts of auras caused Chu Yan to feel as if his entire body was being continuously squeezed, as though his soul was about to be crushed into a piece of paper.    

    

Five thousand years had passed, and yet he still had such an imposing aura. Then at his peak, how terrifying and peerless would his existence be?!    

    

BOOM!    

    

As he pulled, the mud on the ground suddenly exploded.    

    

The billowing flames were like a volcano that had been waiting to erupt for a thousand years.    

    

The golden red light was extremely dazzling, like a peacock opening its tail feathers, it shot out explosively from beneath Chu Yan's feet and extended outwards.    

    

A battle blade burst out of the ground, its entire body wreathed in blazing flames.    

    

Chu Yan reached out and grabbed it.    

    

In the next moment, Chu Yan was stunned.    

    

The surface of this blade was covered with rust. It could be said to be a blade, but it looked more like an old scythe.    

    

Forget being stronger than Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd, even if you could break a brick, it would be your win.    

    

Chu Yan looked left and right, and didn't feel that this was a very powerful weapon at all.    

    

However, having learned from Jing Yue's mistakes, Chu Yan remained reserved and did not express any opinions.    

    

"Time... Too long... Rusty... "It's done …"    

    

Chu Yan, "..."    

    

"So you're saying that this is useless?" After hesitating for a while, Chu Yan asked.    

    

"Nor... It needs to... "Food..."    

    

"What food?" Chu Yan asked.    

    

Then he saw his right hand holding onto the weird scythe, and then he touched the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd on his left hand.    

    

From the looks of it, such a touch would make anyone suspect that this scythe, which looked like it had been soaked to the brim, had been directly smashed into pieces by the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd.    

    

However, the truth was the opposite.    

    

The moment the two weapons clashed, the cracks on the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd's surface suddenly spread. In the blink of an eye, it had covered its entire body.    

    

In the next moment, with a loud crash, the entire Half-step spirit weapon crumbled into pieces.    

    

"This …"    

    

Chu Yan took a deep breath.    

    

However, at this moment, he saw a strand of red light shoot out from this piece of debris and enter the thick rust covered sickle.    

    

In the blink of an eye, Chu Yan sensed that the scythe was breathing.    

    

Yes, the feeling of someone suddenly breathing.    

    

This weapon had come back to life.    

    

"Although it's just … On the weapon … Crushed... A fragment...    

    

But compensate you... The halberd … More than enough...    

    

However … Want it to recover... Power... Then we need... "Food..."    

    

As he spoke, a series of fragmented sounds continuously rang out from the scythe.    

    

Cracks as thin as hair appeared on the thick rust amidst the crackling sound.    

    

"This blade …" I used to... Call it... "Beheading Flames …"    

    

"Beheading Flames!" Almost at the same time, the armor-clad man in the distance also let out a loud roar.    

    

There was surprise, panic, surprise, and fear in his voice.    

    

"NO!" Why is this thing still here! "    

    

In the midst of its roar, it suddenly rushed towards Chu Yan.    

    

He crossed his arms at the same time, grabbed the sharp spikes on each elbow and pulled.    

    

In an instant, the spike became the handle.    

    

He pulled out two long green swords from his elbow.    

    

The body of the sword was emerald green, and it emitted a green light. With just a slight movement, the air around the sword was sliced apart, and it fiercely leaped up, as if it was going to collapse in the next moment.    

    

Chu Yan stood where he was, still not moving, maintaining the posture of watching the flames in his hands.    

    

More and more cracks began to appear.    

    

From the crevice, a red-gold light began to appear.    

    

It was a blood-like, divine light that seemed capable of slaying ghosts and deities, and intimidating all Immortals!    

    

In the next moment, with a bang, all of the rust on his body shattered.    

    

In the blink of an eye, a wave of power that could swallow mountains and rivers swept across the heavens swept out in the ancient era.    

    

The surrounding space instantly caved in.    

    

At this moment, the floating air also seemed to have transformed into a surging river, erupting into a deafening roar.    

    

The edge of the enormous flame cutter blade was not a complete piece. Instead, it was arranged according to the size of the blade. There was a total of nine pieces.    

    

The gaps between them were about three fingers wide.    

    

Each blade was shining with a blood-red light, and as it fiercely burned, it shot up into the sky.    

    

It was as if there was an Eternal Demon God that was being suppressed within.    

    

Among the blades, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Any leakage would be able to pierce through all living things and destroy the world.    

    

The blade edge occupied two-thirds of the blade's length, and the other third was held in Chu Yan's hand.    

    

The entire huge flaming blade was almost at Chu Yan's chest area.    

    

Although it was not as long as the Eight Desolations Soul Extinguishing Halberd, it was clear that the flaming greatsword was an existence that far surpassed the Half-step spirit weapon.    

    

And just at this moment, the armoured guy had already rushed in front of Chu Yan.    

    

An incomparably intense hatred exploded from his entire body.    

    

The flames that had spewed out of his mouth were completely torn apart before they could even approach him.    

    

"Today, I will make you die!"    

    

With a bellow, the two jade colored long swords slashed out countless times.    

    

In an instant, all four sides were filled with sword light.    

    

All sorts of lights penetrated the world and formed countless sharp blades. They began to revolve and interweave to form an inescapable net.    

    

Mournful and bitter hatred, carried with it a sea of blood, as if it wanted to mince Chu Yan into minced meat and grind his bones into ashes in an instant.