Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

He did not expect to find a sword spirit that was compatible with the Blood Arts in the Sword Tomb.    

Along with the flow of the blood flame, Chen Yu clearly felt a deep terrifying sword intent brewing and was about to soar into the sky.    

This sword intent was bloodthirsty and brutal. It was as if it came from an ancient, savage era. It was deep and ruthless, and it contained an endless aura of slaughter and bloodlust. It possessed the power to destroy the heavens and earth.    

The sword intent alone was terrifying to Chen Yu. He vaguely felt that if he were to pull out this sword spirit, the consequences would be unknowable.    

At this moment, Chen Yu hesitated a little, but then he firmly drew his sword.    

The crimson-black lines on the sword hilt seemed to have come to life as they continuously wiggled. They were strange and fierce and suddenly condensed into the shape of eyes.    

"Hmm?" Some distance away, the warriors who were sitting cross-legged also felt something. They all looked towards Chen Yu with shocked and fearful expressions.    

At this moment, the long sword in Chen Yu's hand suddenly pierced through the ground with a clanging sound.    

The blood colored sword shadow cut through the air. Suddenly, a blood colored sword light shot up into the sky, breaking through the ink-like night sky. The night sky was suddenly dyed red with blood.    

Chen Yu saw countless blood-red inscriptions appearing and disappearing within the soaring sword light, bringing with it a tyrannical and peerless aura.    

The stench of blood pervaded the air, enveloping the Sword Tomb.    

As the sword was pulled out, Chen Yu felt the Blood Spiritual Root s and blood flame in his body throbbing crazily.    

Immediately, Chen Yu felt a peculiar sensation from his hands. He looked down and saw that the bloody eyes on the sword hilt had all opened up. Streams of blood-colored Law runes began to spread into his body.    

Chen Yu couldn't be sure for a moment whether this change was good or bad.    

This sword spirit exuded an extremely evil and bloodthirsty aura, and was extremely savage. Although Chen Yu pulled it out, it didn't mean that he could control it. Being devoured by it wasn't impossible.    

In a place as strange and dangerous as Devil Land, anything could happen!    

The blood-colored sword light sliced through the night sky, shaking the world and emitting a terrifying sword intent pressure.    

Under this kind of pressure, the atmosphere suddenly changed.    

All of a sudden, those warriors who were hiding in front of the sword shadows started to move.    

Almost at the same moment Chen Yu pulled out the blood sword, the sword shadows in front of four of the eight people sitting cross-legged suddenly released a deep sword intent.    

Then, the death sword suddenly shook and broke out of the ground under the hands of the four martial artists who were grasping the sword hilt.    

Shua, shua, shua, shua. Four sword lights pierced the sky suddenly. Just like Chen Yu's blood-red sword light, they rose up into the sky, cutting open the night sky and tearing the blood-red sky apart.    

Although the four sword intents could not compare to the sword in Chen Yu's hand, they were still terrifying sword intent pressure that made people tremble in fear.    

The remaining four attempted to draw their swords as well, but the swords in their hands didn't budge in the slightest.    

Of the four sword glows, one was a magnificent, holy light that seemed capable of washing away all filth.    

A thunderous domineering aura shook the heavens and the earth as it washed away the heaven and earth.    

Just like a fire dragon, it was also incomparably domineering, but it was more or less evil.    

As for the final sword beam, it was as black as ink, and carried an unfathomable malevolence. It was a demonic green color, and within the sword beam, tens of thousands of colors were hidden, covering it.    

Seeing this scene, Chen Yu was deeply shocked.    

Before he pulled out the blood sword, the four sword spirits did not move at all. He did not expect that after he pulled out the blood sword, the four sword spirits would be pulled out.    

Chen Yu felt that there must be some sort of subtle connection here.    

While Chen Yu was still in shock, he saw the change in Chen Yu's Divine Eye. He looked at the other sword shadows on the ground and felt that many of them were trembling. Some of them were awakening their sword auras, as if those sword shadows were about to break through the ground and fight against the five sword souls.    

The four warriors who had pulled out their Sword Souls also felt the same way and looked over at the same time.    

The remaining four warriors who hadn't been able to pull out their Sword Souls felt this change and were also overjoyed.    

In the next moment, the green sword spirit suddenly slashed across the sky towards Chen Yu.    

The person holding the sword spirit was a skinny old man who was over a hundred years old.    

As the sword came down, Chen Yu felt his heart palpitate. A formless yet strange sword intent had already enveloped him.    

Looking carefully, as the sword slashed horizontally, the sword's shadow appeared in the space where Chen Yu stood. In the eyes of the Green Firmament Deity, there were extremely dense patterns of law that engulfed everything in its path.    

Chen Yu felt the demonic invisible energy corroding his body.    

Without any hesitation, Chen Yu raised the blood sword in his hand and charged forward.    

The Bloodthirsty Heaven Sword Intent gushed out and covered the entire sky.    

Chen Yu saw invisible patterns of law colliding with each other. The green patterns of law retreated like the tide, breaking upon contact.    

The two types of terrifying sword intents interweaved.    

The two Sword Soul warriors were in the middle of the two Sword Souls. Their faces changed and they quickly retreated.    

However, just as he moved, the face of the warrior on the old man's side suddenly changed to a strange green color. His body then split open, and a series of sharp sword marks appeared. He fell down on his head and couldn't get up.    

The other person who was approaching Chen Yu also had his body smashed into pieces at the same time. It was as if countless swords were rushing out from his body and tearing his body to shreds.    

Streaks of blood shot out, turning into countless tiny blood swords.    

Chen Yu, who saw this scene, was shocked.    

The old man was also shocked. He then burst out laughing, and with an arrogant expression, he said, "This is indeed the Sword of Poison. I, the Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons, have obtained this sword law from the Sword Tomb. Haha!"    

The others' expressions changed.    

The two Soaring Sky Swords were about to collide.    

But at this moment, the atmosphere changed again.    

A beam of sword light suddenly bloomed with a strange divine light.    

The sword spirits that were about to collide with each other suddenly stopped and contracted.    

The other two streaks of sword-light suddenly contracted as well.    

Above the Sword Tomb, the sword spirits that were originally throbbing stopped throbbing altogether, and in the next moment, all became quiet.    

In the air, a sword intent pressure appeared. It was extremely imposing and overbearing, causing people to have the urge to kneel down and bow down before it.    

Compared to the blood sword in Chen Yu's hand and the poison sword in the old man's hand, the sword intent that suddenly appeared was many times more tyrannical.    

Chen Yu felt that the Demon Tao Laws in the air had changed.    

Subconsciously, Chen Yu looked towards the top of the Sword Tomb. He saw that the sword stuck there was trembling and there was no sword light rising up.    

The source of all of the changes was none other than the sword!    

Chen Yu was shocked.    

The blood sword that he had pulled out was already powerful enough, the sword spirits pulled out by the skinny old man and the other three were all extraordinary, as though they had exhausted some kind of sword dao.    

But in front of the sword that was trembling at the summit of the Sword Tomb, all of the sword spirits were being suppressed without exception!    

The old man's arrogant and complacent expression suddenly stopped, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.    

Looking at that sword, Chen Yu felt that the sword was like a supreme emperor that ruled over all the realms of heaven. It was so high and mighty that it overlooked all living beings. It was unfathomably powerful!    

"Is that the Demon Emperor's sword?" Chen Yu thought of one possibility and felt his heart tremble.    

At this time, the trembling of the sword came to a halt.    

When that happened, the suppressive power and power of the Ancient Code, which caused one to be unable to resist the urge to kneel down, were immediately retracted.    

Chen Yu couldn't help but gasp for breath.    

The others also had similar reactions.    

It was too terrifying. The sword at the peak of the Sword Tomb had only trembled for a short period of time, yet it had already become this terrifying. When it was actually pulled out, what would the situation be like?    

Then, Chen Yu felt something was different. He turned around and saw that the bloody sword in his hand had disappeared. It had turned into a sword that was a few feet long.    

Furthermore, Chen Yu noticed that the shape was shrinking.    

Chen Yu saw lines of blood spreading to his body on his hands. Accompanied by this spread, eyes of blood appeared on his skin one by one.    

Very quickly, the entire blood sword started to shrink back into his body.    

In Chen Yu's Sea of Consciousness, blood colored sword patterns suddenly appeared one after another. The sword patterns intertwined together and formed chains.    

Each chain was filled with endless mysteries, as if they contained the ultimate power of law.    

Chen Yu felt that he had gained a lot of insights from these chains. These insights were all related to the way of the sword and blood.    

"Sword of Blood!" A single word floated above Chen Yu's heart. In an instant, Chen Yu had comprehended many of the mysteries of combining the power of bloodlines and sword arts.    

Immediately after, the chains in Chen Yu's Sea of Consciousness vibrated.    

The blood flame spread to his right arm from Chen Yu's body. With a flick of his wrist, a blood sword formed once again.    

"So that's how it is!" Chen Yu sighed, "This is the sword spirit, and also a kind of law of the way of the sword!"    

"Every Sword Soul here is a type of Sword Dao Laws. The strength of each Sword Soul is different, and the closer one is to the top of the Sword Tomb, the stronger the Sword Dao Laws are!"    

"In order to comprehend the laws of the way of the sword, the martial artists that come here must have extremely powerful and profound attainments in this aspect!"    

"I train in the Blood Flame Tyrant Spell and have studied the Blood Devil Scripture, so my comprehension of the way of blood is sufficient. That's why I am able to pull out this sword!"    

Chen Yu suddenly felt enlightened.    

But at this time, the old man widened his eyes and looked at Chen Yu. His expression was one of extreme fear and he suddenly shouted, "Let's attack together and kill this guy!"    

Chen Yu looked up and saw that the swords of the four martial artists that each obtained a sword spirit, or a law of the way of the sword, did not merge with their bodies.    

The four sword laws no longer had the Soaring Cloud sword light. They all existed in different shapes and colors of a sword.    

Looking at the swords of these four people, Chen Yu suddenly felt that they were not as strong as he had imagined.    

Chen Yu was stunned, then his mind raced and he understood.    

He had fused with the Sword of Blood, but these four hadn't. This was the difference!    

As for the other two martial artists who hadn't been able to obtain the Sword Dao Laws, they had already quietly retreated, lest they were caught in the crossfire.    

As the skinny old man shouted, the other three revealed strange expressions.    

They didn't seem very willing, but they seemed to have some sort of desire. They walked towards Chen Yu and surrounded him.    

"Are you guys courting death?" All four of them had extremely strong cultivations, but in this Sword Tomb, cultivation was no longer important. The most important thing was how strong or weak the laws of the Sword Dao were!