Cultivating With The Nine Dragons System

Holding the broken sword in his hand, Wang Hao had mixed feelings. He hoped that the supreme sword body would be a gentleman, and this was what he had hoped for. He also hoped that Supreme Sword God would be a madman. This way, it could prove Wang Hao's cultivation in the Sword Dao.    

    

However, there was one thing that had already been confirmed, and it had never changed. In the Sword Dao, he, Wang Hao, would definitely become the strongest. This was Wang Hao's obsession with the Sword Dao, and also his greatest hope for his own Sword Dao. To Wang Hao, his sword was the most useful weapon against the void.    

    

"Wang Hao, you have to remember that this isn't the only time. Even in the future, you have to remember this. Even if you have seen it with your own eyes, it might not be the truth. He might just be an illusion to confuse you, even if what you see is real. It might not be what you think it is. " The System warned.    

    

"En!" Wang Hao agreed and remembered what happened just now. It was not too late to make a conclusion after finding Supreme Sword God about the truth of the matter. Even if it proved that Supreme Sword God was indeed a madman, Wang Hao would never forget this lesson. He easily came to a conclusion. This time, he was suspected by the system. What if it wasn't?    

    

Perhaps the result was the same. Wang Hao and Supreme Sword God had a true sword art. No matter what the result of the battle was, it had nothing to do with Supreme Sword God's character. So this time, it had nothing to do with him.    

    

However, if this wasn't the case, a light conclusion would only cause Wang Hao to fall into confusion and believe in a wrong thing.    

    

Wang Hao held up the divine sword and said, "Are you willing to leave Sword Tomb with me and find a new master?" He knew that the sword spirit could understand what he meant. If he was willing, Wang Hao could help it repair the sword spirit and find a suitable master for it. However, this master couldn't possibly be Wang Hao. His purpose here was to revive the sword spirit of the True Dragon Sword. No matter what, he could not have another sword.    

    

Initially, he thought that this divine sword wouldn't reject his help. However, Wang Hao was wrong. This sword only wanted Wang Hao to bring it to Supreme Sword God. Could it be that this sword spirit also had an obsession? Wang Hao was speechless, but since it was his wish... Wang Hao agreed.    

    

Without delay, Wang Hao continued to walk towards the depths of Sword Tomb. A sword was a story, a broken sword. It was the end of the story, a countless number of broken swords. Countless sighs of sorrow. It wasn't just these countless broken swords that were buried here. It was the shadow of an era's sword user.    

    

Perhaps, what Supreme Sword God pursued in his life was not invincibility. It was the name of the sword-shaped sword, a sword that could be buried in the Sword Tomb. There was a great story about it all those years ago, even though Wang Hao did not touch it like he did with the divine sword. He could feel it, but it was enough for him to feel it when he walked in it.    

    

Step by step, he walked deeper into the sword. He felt more and more sad and sad about these swords.    

    

Wang Hao stopped at the edge of the Sword Tomb. This was the first time Wang Hao stopped after the divine sword. He realized that this place wasn't just a place where the swords were buried. These broken swords seemed to be placed in a messy manner. In fact, there was a pattern to it. Just now, Wang Hao was immersed in the sorrow of these broken swords. He didn't realize that he had already reached the edge of the sword array.    

    

This step came to a sudden stop. Wang Hao woke up suddenly. One more step and this sword formation would be activated. At that time, the swords in Sword Tomb would surround Wang Hao and attack him.    

    

He raised the sword in his hand and looked at it. He frowned slightly. Wang Hao approved of the sword's attitude. But... There must be some special relationship between this sword and Supreme Sword God. Now, Wang Hao was trapped in the sword formation. Wang Hao couldn't help but suspect that this was the sword's trick. After all, this was the first sword Wang Hao had paid so much attention to.    

    

However, after observing it, the sword spirit still looked the same. There was nothing different about it. Wang Hao couldn't help but think, could this sword be the eye of this sword formation? The moment he picked up the sword, the sword formation had already been activated.    

    

Did he fall for it? Of course not. Even if he knew from the start that this sword was the eye of a shocking sword formation... So what!? He would never allow a sword to possess a soul. A divine sword with a sword heart stabbed into the Sword Tomb just like that. It was Wang Hao's choice to be a pile of scrap metal for a long time. He had promised the spirit of the divine sword that he would bring him to Supreme Sword God.    

    

He wouldn't go back on his word, and he wouldn't regret it either. Just like the current Wang Hao. He was faced with two choices. First, he would stop here. He would make the sword formation calm down and return to its original position. If he didn't take a step into the Sword Prison, he would be safe. Of course, this was a path Wang Hao couldn't choose. He would never retreat, let alone retreat.    

    

His goal in coming here was to obtain Supreme Sword God's strength. To revive the sword spirit of the True Dragon Sword, it also decided that Wang Hao must choose the second path. If he continued to walk, no matter how terrifying the sword formation was, he would still bravely advance forward.    

    

"Ha!" Wang Hao laughed lightly. He took another step and stepped out of the border of the Sword Tomb. In an instant, the millions of swords buried in the Sword Tomb shook the heavens and earth. The sound of the sword chime was enough to make the heaven and earth lose their luster.    

    

In just a short period of time, the Sword Tomb shifted its position. Broken swords and broken swords were dancing in the sky in the Sword Prison. It was like the scene of ten thousand arrows shooting out at the same time when two armies were fighting, although it was not as sharp as the divine power attack. However, this situation where there was nowhere to run and nowhere to run was not something that divine power attacks could possess.    

    

Wang Hao was shocked by the scene in front of him, but he was also attracted by it. Even though the system had warned him that it wasn't necessarily true, Wang Hao still believed that Supreme Sword God was a reckless man who only knew how to fight.    

    

It was only at this moment that Wang Hao corrected his thoughts. Supreme Sword God was definitely not a boor who only knew how to fight. How could such an exquisite sword formation be set up by a boorish man? This sword formation had refreshed Wang Hao's understanding of Supreme Sword God.    

    

But so what? As long as it was an obstacle in front of Wang Hao... The sword formation started attacking Wang Hao, but Wang Hao did not take out his True Dragon Sword. Because he did not want the True Dragon Sword to be damaged at this moment. This would be detrimental to the revival of the sword spirit.    

    

The divine sword in Wang Hao's hand did not move. This made Wang Hao certain of one thing. This sword was indeed the eye of the sword formation, but it was the eye of the formation.    

    

From the moment Wang Hao stepped onto the path of sword intent and stepped into the Sword Prison... This sword formation had already been activated. Every step of Wang Hao was calculated by Supreme Sword God. In other words, it was the most crucial step in the test. It was the moment when ___ stopped in front of the divine sword and saw its first master. Until the moment Supreme Sword God killed it.    

    

If he didn't feel the grief of the divine sword, he wouldn't have picked up a broken sword that looked like a piece of scrap metal. In that case, when he walked into the depths of Sword Tomb, he wouldn't be able to advance or retreat. Without the divine sword, which was the key to breaking the formation, he would certainly die here. Unless he had absolute strength, but this absolute strength... It wasn't something a person could possess.    

    

Supreme Sword God was already a supreme expert in the way of the sword, but this sword formation that he had set up was even more powerful than Supreme Sword God himself. He was afraid that only someone like Void Master could break out of the sword formation in a frenzy! In short, it was impossible for him to leave this place unharmed. Wang Hao couldn't do it now.    

    

However, with Wang Hao's understanding of the sword, he had already successfully broken this sword formation after he pulled out this divine sword. There was no pressure for cash to stand in this sword formation.    

    

With a sword in hand, I have the world... This was the most realistic description of Wang Hao. He held the divine sword in his right hand. He raised it above his head and flew up into the sky, surrounded by countless broken swords. He didn't look nervous or anxious at all. Instead, he looked calm and composed.    

    

When Wang Hao reached the center of the encirclement, he suddenly used his Divine Power to activate the Divine Sword, causing it to shoot up into the sky. A dazzling ray of light rose rapidly and broke through the black mass of broken swords.    

    

"Buzz, buzz, buzz." Tens of thousands of sword hums seemed to have materialized and reverberated throughout the Sword Tomb. It was a long and distant sound... The moment the sword hums rang out, the swords returned to their hearts, as if many subjects were worshipping their Holy Emperor. And wasn't that Holy Emperor the divine sword that Wang Hao had pulled out?    

    

This sword formation was easy to break, but it was also a result of nature. It was luck, but it was also inevitable. If Wang Hao really couldn't feel the sad cry of the divine sword, if he continued to walk to the edge of Sword Tomb, then Wang Hao must still be experiencing a fierce battle. It was a fierce battle that he would never win.    

    

After the ten thousand swords returned to his heart, all the swords returned to their original positions. The thousands of broken swords returned to their original positions, and the divine sword flew back to Wang Hao's hand. It made Wang Hao feel the excitement of the divine sword again. That was right. It was excitement.    

    

It had been a long time since he had felt the feeling of being worshipped by the swords. For countless years, he had never felt the feeling of being worshipped by the swords. He was like a piece of scrap metal, placed there by his master. Until now, Wang Hao's arrival had made him feel the calling of his master. He had gone from a delirious state of mind to a clear-headed state.    

    

That's right. Wang Hao had already confirmed that the true master of the divine sword was Supreme Sword God. And the young man Supreme Sword God killed was Supreme Sword God himself, or rather... It was Supreme Sword God who had killed him, but Wang Hao didn't know about it. Supreme Sword God had left the divine sword here because he wanted to set up this sword formation.    

    

Or, did he think that the divine sword would never accept his past? Therefore, he endured the pain and left the divine sword here, no matter what the reason was. This was a huge investment. Supreme Sword God was a man who loved swords. But at the same time, he was also a man who hated swords. When he stood in the center of the sword formation... Wang Hao understood.    

    

What Supreme Sword God wanted to prove was that there was only one sword in the world, so he loved good swords in the world. At the same time, he hated the shape of the sword, but it did not have the scrap metal of Sword Heart.