From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 187 Divine Artifact Tempering: Power Sublimation

The hum of the divine sword grew more and more intense, as if an ancient, imprisoned beast was about to break free of its cage.

I felt a powerful force surging through my body, impacting my meridians, almost tearing me apart.

I gritted my teeth, trying to control this violent force, and large beads of sweat rolled down my forehead.

The surrounding air became restless, and the once calm abyss of illusion seemed to be boiled. Powerful air currents swirled around me, emitting sharp whistling sounds.

My heart sank. The power of this divine sword was far greater than I had imagined, and it was also much more difficult to control.

Am I getting excited too soon?

Before I could even catch my breath, two powerful auras approached again—it was the Blood Fiend Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King!

They're still alive!

The Blood Fiend Elder's face was grim, his eyes flashing with venomous light: "Little girl, do you really think you've won? The power of this divine sword is not something you can control!" The Netherworld Ghost King also let out a chilling laugh: "That's right, this divine sword will ultimately belong to us!"

My heart shuddered, and a chill ran from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

I am in no condition to fight them again, let alone with the two of them working together, I have no chance of winning.

I gripped the divine sword tightly, my heart filled with contradictions and struggles.

To fight again, or to give up?

Just then, I felt the power of the divine sword suddenly calm down, but this calm made me even more uneasy, like the calm before a storm, foreshadowing an even greater danger to come.

I looked up at the Blood Fiend Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King approaching step by step, took a deep breath, and forced myself to calm down.

I felt a strange power surging into my body from the divine sword, this power...

"What's this?

"

This power...

So pure, yet so violent, like a galloping dragon rampaging through my meridians, scorching my internal organs.

I groaned, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, staining the divine sword in my hand red.

The divine sword let out a mournful cry, and its blade trembled violently, as if in response to my pain.

"Haha! It seems this divine sword doesn't recognize you!" The Blood Fiend Elder laughed triumphantly upon seeing this. "You overconfident little girl, obediently hand over the divine sword, and you'll suffer less!"

The Netherworld Ghost King let out a sinister laugh: "The power of this divine sword is not something an ant like you can withstand. You'd better obediently accept your death!"

I endured the excruciating pain, gripping the divine sword tightly, refusing to let go.

This divine sword is something I obtained with great difficulty, and I will never give it up easily!

I gritted my teeth and mobilized all the spiritual power in my body, trying to suppress this violent force.

However, this force grew stronger and stronger, and my body felt as if it were being torn apart. The intense pain almost made me faint.

The air around me grew increasingly oppressive, as if a mountain was pressing down on my chest, making it hard for me to breathe.

Just when I was about to give up, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking the attacks of the Blood Fiend Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King.

"Ling Feng?!" I looked at the person in front of me in surprise. He actually helped me?

Ling Feng didn't speak, but only gave the Blood Fiend Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King a cold look. A powerful aura erupted from him, causing the two to take a few steps back.

"You...you actually dare to stop us?" The Blood Fiend Elder's face was gloomy.

Ling Feng remained silent, but a long sword appeared in his hand, its tip pointing directly at the Blood Fiend Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King.

"You're courting death!" The Netherworld Ghost King roared, transforming into a black shadow as he lunged at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng dodged the Netherworld Ghost King's attack with a flash, then swung his sword to unleash a sharp sword aura, aiming straight for the Netherworld Ghost King's vitals.

"Stop!" I suddenly shouted. I recognized the sword in Ling Feng's hand…it was…

That sword...

It is the other half of the Guardian Sword!

Guardian Light!

I suddenly remembered what Fairy Qinglian had said: only when the two divine swords are combined into one can their true power be unleashed!

Is it...

Ling Feng ignored my shouts and continued his battle with the Netherworld Ghost King.

The protective light in his hand shone brightly, echoing the divine sword in my hand.

I felt a powerful attraction pulling the divine sword in my hand toward Ling Feng. The two divine swords seemed like lovers who had been separated for a long time, eager to embrace each other.

A thought struck me: Could this be the fusion that Fairy Qinglian spoke of?

I released the divine sword from my hand and let it fly towards Ling Feng.

The two divine swords met in mid-air, emitting a clear dragon's roar, and then merged together, transforming into an even more dazzling divine sword.

The fused divine sword unleashed an even greater power, distorting the surrounding air.

I felt a surge of pure energy flowing into my body, repairing my damaged meridians.

The previously violent power became docile, flowing through my body like a gentle stream.

I took a deep breath and felt my whole body filled with energy.

I gripped the divine sword tightly, a confident smile spreading across my face.

The oppressive atmosphere around me dissipated, and I felt as if I had regained control of the situation.

“Now, it’s my turn!” I looked coldly at the Blood Fiend Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King.

They also sensed the powerful aura emanating from me, and their expressions became serious.

"Hmph, so what if you obtained the divine sword? Do you really think you can defeat us?" The Blood Fiend Elder sneered, and a blood-red longsword appeared in his hand.

The Netherworld Ghost King let out a sinister laugh, and a black longsword appeared in his hand: "Today, I'll show you our true strength!"

I sneered, said nothing, and simply swung the divine sword in my hand to attack them.

The divine sword sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and streaks of fierce sword energy attacked the Blood Fiend Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King.

The Blood Demon Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King dared not be negligent and used all their skills to resist my attack.

In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed the abyss of illusion, and the powerful energy fluctuations shattered the surrounding rocks.

The onlookers were stunned, completely captivated by the thrilling battle.

The tension of the battle continued to escalate. Every attack I made carried a devastating force, while the Blood Fiend Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King also used various bizarre moves in an attempt to find my weakness.

As I fought, I felt the power of the divine sword.

This divine sword is far more powerful than I imagined. It can not only enhance my strength, but also improve my speed and reaction speed.

I moved with lightning speed, weaving freely through the attacks of the Blood Fiend Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King. Every swing of my sword was incredibly precise, leaving them struggling to keep up.

A cold smile crept across my lips. It seemed the battle was already decided...

I raised the divine sword high, "Next..."

"Next, it will be your death day!" I raised the divine sword high, and its dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire Illusionary Abyss, as if a miniature sun was blooming in my hand.

I felt an unprecedented power surge into my body, filling every part of my body.

The divine sword emitted a clear dragon's roar, and its blade trembled violently, as if it couldn't wait to unleash its power.

I took a deep breath, concentrated all my strength into the divine sword, and then swung it down fiercely!

A dazzling sword aura, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, swept towards the Blood Fiend Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King with a world-destroying momentum.

The Blood Fiend Elder and the Netherworld Ghost King's expressions changed drastically. They could feel the terrifying power contained in this sword energy, enough to completely annihilate them!

They tried to escape, but found themselves locked in place by this powerful aura and unable to move at all.

"No—" The Blood Fiend Elder let out a desperate roar. His body was instantly devoured by the sword energy, turning into a cloud of blood mist and disappearing into the world.

The Netherworld Ghost King was not spared either. His body was torn apart by the sword energy, and he let out a shrill scream before turning into a wisp of black smoke and disappearing without a trace.

The aftershocks of the sword energy spread out, shattering the surrounding rocks into dust, and causing the entire Illusionary Abyss to tremble violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

I stood there, the divine sword in my hand radiating a dazzling light that illuminated my face.

I felt a wave of exhaustion, but my heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

I finally defeated them!

The people around me looked at me, and I became their hero, their savior.

I slowly sheathed the divine sword, and the light faded away.

I looked around and saw that the Abyss of Illusion had become a mess, with traces of battle everywhere.

I took a deep breath, feeling a surge of power within me, but also a sense of unease.

The power of this divine sword is far greater than I imagined; I have not yet fully mastered its capabilities.

I looked down at the divine sword in my hand; its blade was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting my face.

I reached out and gently stroked the blade, feeling its warm, smooth texture.

"What other secrets do you have..." I murmured softly.

Suddenly, the divine sword emitted a soft hum, as if in response to my words.

My heart was moved. Could it be...