Thinking of the past glory, the Buried Sword Peak Master showed myriad emotions in his eyes; it was nostalgia, sorrow, contemplation... or perhaps a little regret...

Sword God Lake carried the memories of these elders for most of their lives. Even today, 150 years after it disappeared, they still long for the reconstruction of Sword God Lake.

"Haha, old age makes one sentimental and melancholic, making Little Yuan laugh."

The Buried Sword Peak Master chuckled, wiped away the reminiscence of the past, and said, "This Sword Pool was built in imitation of Sword Immersion Lake. For 150 years, we have immersed our swords here, nurturing them day by day. Now, it has achieved two-tenths of Sword Immersion Lake's ambiance.

Little friend, you are born with a Sword Bone, and naturally harbor a trace of Sword Qi within you. What is even more commendable is that you do not shy away from hardship, nurturing your Sword Qi and Sword Body daily, causing this innate Sword Qi to grow stronger.

Moreover, the Sword Intent within the Holy Sword Stele has laid a foundation for you to reach the peak. You only need to retreat in the Sword Pool for a period, absorbing the Sword Qi and Sword Intent within to naturally breakthrough to Divine Communication without any after-effects."

A hundred and fifty years of sacrifices have endowed this Sword Pool with some of Sword Immersion Lake's characteristics, even assisting a Swordman at the True Pill Realm Peak to smoothly breakthrough to Divine Communication without side effects. If the Swordman can absorb the pool's essence, they could skip at least thirty years of arduous practice upon breaking through.

Behind this miraculous effect is the heavy price paid by the people of Buried Sword Peak. For the entire 150 years, their strength has rarely advanced, and some even regressed due to the decay of their Sword Hearts.

The Sword Pool is the last hope of the people of Buried Sword Peak, crafted for the emergence of a new Sword God.

And today, this hope is due to play its role. Whether Sword God can reappear will depend on fate and human effort.

"Little Yuan, this Sword Pool, which sacrificed 150 years of our lives, can you—"

The Buried Sword Peak Master locked eyes with Yuan Jianyi, and asked word by word, "bear, it,?"

This is the entrustment of hope, the handing over of responsibility. If Yuan Jianyi cannot achieve something, then in the coming hundreds of years, Sword Dao may just swirl beneath the peak, possibly even faltering.

To this, Yuan Jianyi's answer is, "I can."

A simple word, expressing an unyielding determination. In Yuan Jianyi's dictionary, there is no can't, no dare not, only forward.

"Haha, good," the Buried Sword Peak Master laughed heartily, with a wide sleeve sweeping, he threw Yuan Jianyi into the Sword Pool, "Then let me witness."

Yuan Jianyi's figure disappeared into the Sword Pool without causing a ripple. But beneath the Sword Pool, the standing sword objects trembled, invisible Sword Intent permeated, nurturing a possible legend.

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December ninth, the day Po Jun Star shines.

On this day, Hong Province's Lian Family received two mysterious guests. Wrapped in black robes, revealing no traces, Lian Feihong could only deduce one of them held immense power through her years of experience.

"Please, come with me, my husband is currently reforging weapons in the underground workshop, unable to come out and greet you," Lian Feihong said, raising her hand to invite the two mysterious figures.

The three proceeded into a cave behind the Lian Family premises.

Descending at least a hundred meters down the stone stairs inside the cave, a wave of hot air surged upwards.

"Underground magma?" the taller of the mysterious figures asked.

"Correct, the Lian Family's workshop uses underground magma as the heat source. The Lian Family chose Hong Province as their family base precisely for the magma beneath several of its volcanoes," Lian Feihong replied.

Turning a corner, a dark scene met their eyes, with a burning heat like hell pouring onto their faces.

Lian Family's underground workshop, it's arrived.

Over a large area above the Magma Lake, dark cold iron embedded in the mountain wall forged a suspended platform. Through the drain-like grates on the iron surface, one could see the crimson hue of the Magma Lake below.

The platform covered two-thirds of the area, with dozens of furnaces built on top. It was evident that this underground workshop used to be a bustling and grand scene, with dozens of furnaces simultaneously working, infusing magma below, countless clear and deep hammering sounds rising and falling.

But to reforge weapons for Qing Yu, these underground furnaces have been shut for six days.

Besides avoiding disturbances, the secrecy factor is crucial. After all, this upcoming weapon is forged to kill Elder Shiming's pawn, Po Jun Star Lord.

Lian Feihong led the two mysterious figures to the platform's edge, beside which was the boiling Magma Lake.

"Ah Lin, the messenger of the real person has arrived." Lian Feihong said to Lian Lin standing at the platform edge.

Lian Lin looked at the two mysterious figures, examined them for a while, then asked, "The sword is forged, which one of you will use the sword?"

Previously, it was communicated that when the sword was finished, the user should personally retrieve it, so Lian Lin asked this.

The two mysterious figures pulled down their hoods, revealing their true faces.

The shorter one was a woman, her beautiful mature face bearing an exotic charm, with two cross sword marks on her brow hinting at an eerie feeling.

And the other, was a young man with dark green long hair, underneath his wicked hair was a determined face, his eyes exceedingly sharp, like two blades.

These two were the Sword Maiden and Xuanyin Sword Residence. At this moment, the Sword Maiden was being possessed by Qing Yu using the "Divine Travel Technique."

"Sword Residence, go ahead, extract the sword," Qing Yu controlled the Sword Maiden's body and instructed.

"Yes."

Xuanyin Sword Residence leaped off the platform, seemingly stepping on solid ground on the Magma Lake below.

Lowering his stance, he reached into the magma with one hand, magma hot enough to melt steel felt like a cool pond, letting Sword Residence's hand delve in.

"Woo woo—"

Suddenly, an eerie coldness surged in the fiery underground workshop, a faint mournful sound echoed.

No, not faint, but rather tangible.

The pale green ghostly figures emerged from below the Magma Lake, countless dark green skulls' mouths opened and closed, slowly rising.

"Oh? Unexpectedly, it has this effect," Qing Yu exclaimed.

Apart from the Wolf Fang Club, Qing Yu also sent the Heavenly Demon Battle Armor, fusing these two Heavenly Demon inheritance items completely, forging new weaponry.

Now it seems, it yielded intriguing results.

The ghostly cries and wolf howls continued, as Xuanyin Sword Residence stood upright, the cold Death Qi spread all around, completely overshadowing the heat of the Magma Lake.

"Boom—"

Xuanyin Sword Residence emitted eerie Demon Energy, resonating with the sword below. Ghostly figures infused into the sword from his hands, and then—

The sword was drawn.

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