Super Evil Emperor

Taking out a piece of Spirit Stone, Yang Xie slowly began to recover the Spiritual Energy that he had used up. Even though he seemed to have lifted it lightly just now, a large amount of the spirit energy in his body had actually been consumed.    

    

Just refining a sword that was not considered a Grade was already enough to deplete thirty percent of his spiritual energy. Then, what kind of strength would he have if he were to refine a upper grade common tool?    

    

And that spirit weapon level 'Cold Sword'?    

    

With that thought, Yang Xie couldn't help but feel shocked at Daoist Huo Long's strength.    

    

After the spirit energy had recovered, Yang Xie threw out a few Spirit Stone s to fill up the few Spirit Stone s in the great formation that were about to be exhausted. He then took out another piece of 'Black Ink Iron' and another 'Refined Iron' and threw them into the raging flames.    

    

Not long after, there was the sound of hammering once again.    

    

As time slowly passed by, the sky turned dark in the blink of an eye. Red clouds filled the entire world, yet an entire day had passed.    

    

Just at this time, a bright light suddenly shone out from Yang Xie's room, and a cold steel sword appeared in mid air, releasing a cold Qi.    

    

But after an entire day and nine failures, Yang Xie finally managed to refine a set of longsword.    

    

Looking at the longsword in front of him, Yang Xie's pale white face revealed a smile. With a wave of his hand, the longsword slowly landed in his hands.    

    

The sword was three feet long and emanated a cold aura, giving people a sense of sharpness.    

    

Suddenly, Yang Xie held onto the hilt of sword, waved the longsword, causing a 'kacha' sound. The wood chair beside him split into two, the cut on the hilt of sword was as smooth as a mirror, it was extremely powerful.    

    

Seeing that, Yang Xie nodded his head in satisfaction. Although the sword did not look like a Grade, just its sharpness alone was enough to make it extraordinary. In the mortal world, it could be said to be a rare treasure sword.    

    

"Even though it can't be considered to be a universal apparatus, it's still the first sword I've ever refined. I'll give you a name as well, let's call you 'Ink Sword'." After Yang Xie gave this sword a name, he flipped his hand and kept it in the 'kunling bag'.    

    

In the next few days, Yang Xie spent every day in his room refining a treasure. As his techniques became more and more mature, Yang Xie would only be able to refine one treasure sword out of the first nine failures, and only after upgrading to the fourth failures would he be able to refine one treasure sword.    

    

Furthermore, the power of the sword that he had refined was also getting stronger and stronger. When he had refined the eleventh longsword, its power was almost comparable to that of an ordinary low rank universal apparatus.    

    

Of course, this was all thanks to the lifetime worth of experience of the smithing, otherwise he would not have been able to level up so quickly in the Path of Refining.    

    

He placed the eleven longsword in a row in front of him. The temperature of the entire room dropped as the Sword-light became dense.    

    

"It's time to begin setting up the formation." Yang Xie looked at the row of longsword in front of him and muttered to himself. Then, with a wave of his sleeve, the eleven longsword instantly disappeared and his entire person floated out of the room.    

    

Standing on the roof, Yang Xie observed the Yang family grounds, and then landed gently on a courtyard. With a flip of his hand, the 'Mo Sword' appeared in his hand, and with a light pat, the longsword disappeared into the ground with a 'swoosh'.    

    

He then came to another place and similarly took out a longsword and slammed it into the ground.    

    

Just like that, after he made a set of nine longsword s and slammed them into various corners of the Yang Mansion, Yang Xie came to the center of the palace and took out a completely scarlet longsword.    

    

When the longsword appeared, it released a scorching stream of Qi from its sword, causing the surrounding air to suddenly rise, becoming scorching hot.    

    

The sword was not created by him, but was obtained from Feng Tao. The Grade had already reached the pinnacle of middle tier universal apparatus, so Yang Xie wanted to use it as the eye of the 'Nine Palace Absolute Killing Array'.    

    

As long as one did not encounter a friar of the seventh stage or above, as long as they did not meet a friar of the seventh stage or above, once the great formation was activated, they would immediately be killed by the 'Nine Palace Absolute Killing Array'.    

    

With a slap of his hand, the entirely red longsword instantly sunk into the ground.    

    

After doing all of this, Yang Xie pinched the Method of in his hand, and spat out an obscure and profound incantation.    

    

In the next moment, all of the Spirit Qi in the area around them swarmed towards them. In the air, they were divided into ten different groups and poured into the longsword s that Yang Xie had buried underground.    

    

One portion of the spirit energy was poured into the red longsword below Yang Xie's feet, far surpassing the other nine.    

    

Immediately, at the place where no one was looking, the ten longsword s trembled and shot out a beam of light from the cave entrance. It was three inches long and the red longsword was especially dazzling.    

    

However, Yang Wanqing and the rest had guessed that it was probably Yang Xie who did it. Although they didn't know what this son of his was doing, they strictly forbade the servants of the manor from spreading this news.    

    

Those servants had already faintly heard that one of Family Head's son had become an immortal, and now that they saw this scene, they were even more certain.