C912 Middle-grade Divine King
C912 Middle-grade Divine King
As for Wang Hao, who was in the state of One with the Sword, he regarded all of these as nothing. A sword beam was shuttling back and forth in the Heavenly Burial Sword Intent at an extremely fast speed. It was especially conspicuous in the midst of the myriad of sword beams. The dazzling light it emitted showed that this sword beam was extraordinary.
"Time... Immense Old Man." When used in the realm of One with the Sword, it had actually reached a new peak. For no reason, it was invisible, and it was nameless. This was the true meaning of time. Boundless sword intent swept across the sword light of the Reincarnation Heavenly Burial and pointed straight at Supreme Sword God.
The aura of time spread across the surface, like a long river of time flowing on his body. The aura and momentum of his sword were all taken away by this flowing river of time. Supreme Sword God's figure instantly became ethereal, and the sword intent of Reincarnation Burial permeated the entire spatial zone. The sword light also gradually disappeared.
Supreme Sword God was a Divine Soul Fragment, and he would disappear along with the passage of time. Seeing that his figure was floating and about to disappear, Wang Hao quickly retracted the sword intent condensed from the Laws of Time. However, the Sword God's Divine Soul Fragment did not stop the floating momentum.
He had existed for too long, and with the Divine Soul Fragment's condition, he had also persisted for too long. Adding on the fact that his long-cherished wish of many years had been fulfilled, there was naturally no meaning for him to persist any longer.
Without any delay, Wang Hao swiftly stored his Divine Soul Fragment into the system.
"You have won! It's the new Supreme Sword God." Before he was swallowed by the system, Wang Hao only heard him say one sentence. Although it was lonely, Wang Hao felt relieved when he heard this sentence. It was indeed a relief. A life of loneliness and defeat would end in the most perfect way. He was satisfied.
Everything in the wine cellar returned to normal. There were still some remnants of Supreme Sword God's aura. But soon, the wind blowing from the cave entrance would dissipate, and he would become the past. From now on, there was only one Supreme Sword God in Long Teng, and that was Wang Hao.
The Sword God had left a deep impression on Wang Hao, whether it was the Dancing Sword and Neon Rainbow or the Heavenly Burial Reincarnation. He was worthy of Supreme Sword God's name, but the realm of the Sword Dao... He was stronger than the previous generation, and had become the new Supreme Sword God. Wang Hao was also looking forward to seeing someone who could compete with his sword in the future.
"System, how many memories have you recovered?" Wang Hao said with mixed emotions. The Sword God who was standing in front of him like a real person had his Divine Soul Fragment devoured by the system at this moment, and there was nowhere to find him.
Without the system's answer, it should be because he had not fully digested the memories. Wang Hao looked at the wine cellar behind him. There were not many bottles left. The wine jars had been smashed to the ground, and the fragrance of the wine was wanton. When he noticed this, Wang Hao was completely drunk.
Seeing that there were only four or five pots of wine left, Wang Hao felt a little regretful at the same time. He couldn't help but pick up a pot of wine and unseal it, then he drank it in one gulp. The fragrance of the wine was rich, unexpectedly containing astonishing spiritual energy and life force. There was even a kind of faintly discernible concept within.
Wang Hao no longer tasted the wine. He took a big gulp, and instantly felt as if he was floating in the air. With just this mouthful, he was completely drunk, and he gulped down a large jar of wine.
This was the fragrance of wine that had settled down over the years, and it was filled with the vicissitudes of time. It also carried the sword intent of the Sword God, the cycle of reincarnation. Being born and destroyed meant being buried by the Heavens, this... It seemed to be somewhat familiar. After thinking for a while, Wang Hao finally found the source of the familiarity.
The Sword God's Sword Intent seemed to have something in common with his own Sword Intent. Heavenly Burial and Reincarnation were the cause and effect of time. They did not exceed time. Therefore, the Sword God's Sword Intent was also an understanding of time. However, it was still inferior to Wang Hao's.
"Wang Hao!" Just as Wang Hao was deeply attracted by the wine fragrance and opened another jar of wine, the system called out to him and stopped his hand from grabbing the wine jar.
"System, you're awake. How many memories have you recovered?" Wang Hao asked.
"A lot." The two of them made Wang Hao's heart beat violently. He had also recovered some of his memories after devouring the Divine Soul Fragment of other supreme gods. But... She had never said much, and Wang Hao knew it very well. What did it mean to make the system say so many words? It was possible to recover more than half of her memories.
"Have you recovered all the memories regarding the Sword God?" Wang Hao asked anxiously. He really wanted to know the story of the Sword God.
"I have, but it's a little too heavy for me to digest." After the System finished speaking, although its voice was calm, it let out a soft sigh after saying this.
Wang Hao had always thought that the experience of the Elf God was heavy enough, but after swallowing his Divine Soul Fragment, the System did not show any reaction. Instead, it was the Sword God that made the System show such an expression.
"It's not easy to hear the word heavy from your mouth." Wang Hao did not ask what the experience was, but said with a sigh. Wang Hao knew that the system would say what should be said and what he heard. There were some experiences that Wang Hao did not need to understand, because on the path of cultivation, there were some things that he did not need to understand. Everyone had their own experiences, or they were smooth sailing. Or... He doesn't need to understand Thorned Rebirth, nor is he interested in understanding... Because, he had his own mission, and his own life.
"This place is his life's work, the place where he cultivates his sword, and the place where he cultivates his sword. When you first entered the Sword Prison, most of the swords you saw in the Sword Tomb were his own." The System said.
When Wang Hao heard this, he was very surprised. There were at least tens of thousands of swords in the Sword Tomb, and most of them were forged by themselves. Each of them had their own sword heart, sword nature, and even sword spirits.
If it was just a normal treasure sword, then there was no need to say much, but a sword must have a spirit. If one had the heart, they must have put in great effort to forge it. At the same time, they must also have sufficient strength. Ten million swords, ten thousand hearts. Although Wang Hao had surpassed the Sword God's Sword Dao, however, he could not help but admire the Sword God's Sword Dao.
"I don't want to talk to you about anything else. There's no need..." The system was naturally talking about the Divine Sword Heavenly Rainbow. Wang Hao was still open-minded about this. He would let the things that had passed away disappear with the wind, so there was no need for him to take it seriously. In any case, the scattering of the Heavenly Rainbow's spirit was his own intention.
"Unfortunately, this wine cellar has already been destroyed. There isn't even much good wine left." Wang Hao said. The feeling of drinking just now had once again risen. He could actually feel the spiritual energy within his body increasing exponentially. He quickly converted it into divine energy and quickly recovered his physical strength.
This should be considered an unexpected surprise. Wang Hao really didn't expect this. He opened another jar. He gulped it down and felt as if he had been immersed in the boundless sword intent. The long river of time circulated, returning to the cycle of reincarnation, returning to karma.
The drunkenness came fast and violent. Wang Hao borrowed the strength of the wine to actually hold the True Dragon Sword and dance in the wine cellar. The sword shadows were swift and boundless, Wang Hao's figure was extremely fast. The speed of his sword movements was also very light, but it was big and wide. It was completely dependent on his will.
In between the two, he actually danced into the Sword Pool. Beneath his feet was boiling magma, and there were all kinds of swords hanging on the cliff walls. They were all treasured swords made by the Sword God. Each sword was nurturing this Sword Soul, and it was extremely precious.
However, Wang Hao was not attracted by these, and he was even dancing with his sword. The sword followed the will of the sword. How many swords were bound by the sword moves? Those who could not follow his will to wield the sword were all experts among experts in the Sword Dao, and those who could reach this realm were all experts among experts.
Wang Hao walked for a long time in this realm before he woke up. His state of mind had increased by another level. However, the moment he woke up, his feet sank and he fell into the rolling magma.
The scorching temperature had burnt Wang Hao's robe and the True Dragon Sword to ashes. Supreme Sword God had stayed in the magma for a long time, and even... When the Divine Sword Heavenly Rainbow found him, his Divine Soul Fragment was still in the magma. Was he trying to cast himself into the sword?
He was also pursuing the unification of man and sword, but it didn't seem like he had succeeded. He could only use that method to control the Longevity Demon Sword. If he didn't cut it off, would he be able to fuse with the Divine Sword Heavenly Rainbow?
"What are you thinking!? It's already at this time, are you still not sober?" The system berated, pulling Wang Hao's thoughts back. His entire body was surrounded by magma, the hot temperature grilling every inch of his skin. Even the True Dragon Sword was within the magma, unable to escape.
This temperature was not any lower than Wang Hao's crafting flame. The True Dragon Sword actually showed signs of melting. However, there seemed to be a suction force below, causing Wang Hao and the True Dragon Sword to continue sinking. It was unknown how deep this magma pool was. If it sank to the bottom... Not to mention the True Dragon Sword, even Wang Hao had melted.
At this moment, Wang Hao condensed his Divine Power and charged forward. His body suddenly had a strange feeling. His Divine Power had reached a critical point. Under the scorching heat of the magma, he broke through the thin membrane. Breaking through the bottleneck directly allowed Wang Hao's cultivation to advance to middle-grade Divine King.
The strange feeling of pleasure actually made Wang Hao's body even more excited. He waved the True Dragon Sword without any order. A five-clawed golden dragon broke out from the True Dragon Sword. It was the sword spirit of the True Dragon Sword. As Wang Hao's cultivation base increased, the sword spirit was able to leave the sword body.
This was the difference between a Dao Weapon and a divine-grade weapon. The sword spirit broke through the True Dragon Sword's sword spirit. It flew directly into the magma, separating the magma and forming a dividing line filled with flames. Wang Hao circulated his Divine Power along the dividing line and flew up.
As soon as his head was exposed, a huge lightning bolt struck down and struck Wang Hao's head. A charred smell was transmitted into Wang Hao's nose. This was the smell of his own hair being burnt.
This lightning tribulation seemed to be a little powerful. In the magma, Wang Hao had only burnt his clothes. How could his hair be burnt by the lightning? This was what Wang Hao did not understand, but he did not have the time to think about it.
Another wave of heavenly lightning fell, drowning the entire sword pool. The endless lightning tribulation struck Wang Hao's body and cracked his skin. This was something that had never happened before.
There was something wrong with this lightning tribulation. There was definitely something wrong with it!
Wang Hao's heart trembled. He stretched out his hand that wasn't holding the sword. He grabbed at the lightning that was attacking him, and he felt a numbing sensation. It spread throughout Wang Hao's body, but he didn't let go. Because he seemed to have caught a real lightning.
He felt as if there was a living creature wriggling in his hand, and it was attacking him. It had succeeded. Although it didn't hurt him much, it had indeed injured his hand.