A few seconds later, I tried to open my eyes and looked around blankly.
There was still a bright yellow light flashing around me. This light wasn't from Zhao Hao's sword light, but from the Xuanyuan Sword Box in my hand!
When I looked at the sword box, I realized that the Xuanyuan Sword Box in my hand was actually undamaged!
The only difference was that the partition at the top of the box had been pushed open by an inch … Previously, when I had infused Dao Qi into the Xuanyuan Sword, there would be a small crack on the box, from which starlight would shoot out.
But just now, the Dao Qi in my body had almost withered, and I didn't even have the time to infuse Dao Qi, so how did the Xuanyuan Sword Box open by itself?
And from what I remembered, when the sword light shot out, the crack on the box was less than an inch, but this time, the crack was more than an inch!
I even noticed that the bright yellow light from before seemed to have appeared from within the sword sheath.
My gaze shifted to Zhao Hao, who was not far away. He was currently sitting on the ground with only the hilt of his sword left in his hand. His eyes were wide open as he stared at the Xuanyuan Sword Case, as if he had seen a ghost. He panted heavily and pointed his left index finger at me while muttering, "This … this …"
I searched around him for a while, and saw countless broken swords. Only then did I confirm that the cracking sound was from the Dao Sword in his hand!
I didn't activate the Xuanyuan Sword, so how could it have such power? Even Zhao Hao's Dao Sword was broken into pieces!
I blankly turned my head and looked at the two sword slaves. Originally, they were still fighting against the Armor Stripping Sword, but now, the Armor Stripping Sword's sword shadows had disappeared to who knows where. As for the two sword slaves, there were countless sword scars on their bodies. They were prostrating on the ground, as though they were worshipping me. The two swords in their hands were also trembling slightly, with the tips of the swords pointing towards me, as though they were kowtowing to me.
After stuttering for a long time, Zhao Hao seemed to have recovered his ability to speak. He jumped up from the ground and shouted at me, "What … What sword is this!
This isn't the Armor Stripping Sword!
This sword energy!
This sword energy … It directly shattered my Dao Sword, and even the sword slaves had to kneel down!
Even the Purple Lightning and Clear Frost in their hands were trembling!
This was … this was … the legendary King's Sword!
Once the King's Sword appears, all the other swords prostrate themselves in worship … "
He was like a madman, his words scattered, his eyes filled with shock and greed. After he finished speaking, he kept repeating the two words "Wang Jian".
I didn't know what the "King's Sword" he was talking about was, but I obviously couldn't tell him the true identity of the Xuanyuan Sword. I turned my wrist and put the Xuanyuan Sword Case back into the Xiangliu leather pouch.
Seeing my actions, Zhao Hao suddenly went crazy, he only held a sword hilt in his hand, and swung it at me crazily while shouting, "Hand it over!
Hand over the King's Sword!
Hahahaha … My Xuande Grotto-heaven has been searching for this sword for generations. If I can get my hands on this King's Sword, I, Zhao Hao, will definitely be able to ascend to the heavens and become an immortal!
I, Zhao Hao, will become a Sword Immortal! "
The expression on his face was ferocious, as if he wanted to devour someone. However, there was only a sword hilt left in his hand. No matter how high his cultivation was, he wasn't a threat to me.
After going crazy for a long time, he seemed to have finally recovered a little. He lowered his head to look at the sword hilt in his hand, and forcefully threw it to the side. Then, he looked at the two sword slaves who were still prostrating on the ground behind me. He gritted his teeth and said, "Sword Three, Sword Four, kill this person!"
It seemed that after I put the Xuanyuan Sword Case away, the two sword slaves didn't have the respect they had before. Hearing Zhao Hao's order, they immediately stood up, picked up two long swords, and attacked me again.
Zhao Hao stood where he was and closed his eyes. He seemed to have realized that he had lost his mind and was trying hard to recover.
I hesitated whether or not I should take out the Xuanyuan Sword again. With the Taoist Qi in my body, it was impossible to activate the Armor Removing Sword. However, from Zhao Hao's crazed expression, he seemed to be drooling over the Xuanyuan Sword, as if he wanted it at all costs. Instinctively, I wanted to hide the Xuanyuan Sword and not let Zhao Hao see it again.
As I was thinking, an old voice suddenly sounded beside me.
"Mister Zhao, please stop …"
Hearing this voice, I quickly turned to look. I didn't know when an old figure had appeared not far from me.
I instantly felt relieved and said with a wry smile, "Uncle Fu, you made me wait for a long time."
The person who had come was Wang Can's Yang God Celestial Master realm slave, Ah Fu!
Just now, the Xuanyuan Sword's strange performance had blocked Zhao Hao and temporarily resolved my crisis. However, I didn't know what had happened, and I wasn't sure whether the Xuanyuan Sword could block it again. At this time, both Zhao Hao and the sword slaves still had their battle power. Without Ah Fu's appearance, I still couldn't block it by myself.
Just as I had guessed, although there was no talisman or sound transmission, Wang Can had been paying attention to me. After discovering that I had disappeared, he would immediately send people to search for me.
From the time Zhao Hao had surrounded me until now, although we had fought several times, only less than half an hour had passed.
When Ah Fu appeared, Zhao Hao instantly opened his eyes, and his expression became extremely unsightly. With a gloomy expression, he said in a cold voice, "I set up the Nine Exquisite Tunes Formation here, but you actually discovered it so quickly!"
"My Wangwu Grotto-Heaven has a way. Mister Zhao, please go back."
Ah Fu was still unhurried. His waist was slightly bent, and his face didn't change as he said slowly.
Zhao Hao stared at Ah Fu for a few seconds, then he turned his head and stared at me. After a long time of silence, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Wangwu Grotto-Heaven!
Today's matter is over for the time being. We'll deal with it later! "
After saying that, he gave me a gloomy smile. Then, he suddenly waved his hand and left with the sword slaves.
After their figures disappeared, Ah Fu turned his head and bowed to me to apologize, "This old slave came late. I hope the Holy Saint can forgive me."
I shook my head and said with a wry smile, "Uncle Fu, don't say that. If you hadn't come here in time, I would have been in trouble today … All right, thank you, Uncle Fu. I've consumed too much energy in the battle. Let's go back."
I didn't mention what had happened just now. It was indeed Wang Can's fault that such a thing had happened in Wangwu Grotto-Heaven's territory. Unfortunately, Wangwu Grotto-Heaven's power was too weak to deter the other Grotto-Heavens, especially Xuande Grotto-Heaven. They didn't put Wangwu Grotto-Heaven in their eyes, so Wang Can couldn't do anything about it.
After saying that, I was about to leave. Ah Fu stood still and said to me, "If the Holy Saint is okay, please come with this old slave … The Young Master has something to do, so he asked me to take the Holy Saint there."
Wang Can wanted to see me?
I had consumed too much Taoist energy, but I still had witchcraft energy in my body. It wasn't a big problem. Moreover, Ah Fu was here, so I was safe.
I thought for a while and nodded, asking Ah Fu to lead the way.
Ah Fu was a taciturn person. He didn't say anything to me, and I didn't ask. We walked through the forest and soon reached a cliff. Ah Fu turned his head and said to me respectfully, "The Young Master is outside the Grotto-Heaven. Holy Saint, please get ready. This old slave is going to cast a spell to take the Holy Saint out."
I nodded. Ah Fu raised both of his hands. Instantly, a seven-colored light surged. Then, I felt the world spin around me. When the seven-colored light in front of my eyes disappeared, I found myself standing on the ground.
After leaving Wangwu Grotto-Heaven, I followed Ah Fu and walked through the forest for another fifteen minutes. Then, we arrived at the Taoist temple where I had met Ah Mo.
Wang Can came to greet us. When he saw me, he knelt on the ground in shame. He said in a deep voice, "Ah Fu told me that the Holy Saint was in danger. It was my fault. Please punish me!"
His face was filled with shame and annoyance, but more than that, he felt humiliated.
I understood his situation. I sighed and pulled him up from the ground. I shook my head and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to do this. Let Zhao Hao be arrogant for a while. At the Heavenly Grand Ritual, as long as we keep Wangwu Grotto-Heaven's ranking, we will find Zhao Hao to settle the score. You don't have to take it to heart."
Wang Can stood up from the ground. His face looked better, but he still said bitterly, "If my father hadn't passed away, how could the Xuande Grotto-Heaven's Grotto-Heaven be so proud?
It's my fault. Our Wang family has always had only one descendant. I used to have my father's protection, so I didn't take cultivation seriously. Now, it's too late to regret it … "
I comforted him with a smile. "What's there to regret? At your age, your cultivation is already extraordinary. What's more, cultivation can't be rushed. You have to be down-to-earth and take each step carefully."
Wang Can nodded, but there was a hint of pride on his face. "My Wang family only needs to stay dormant for a few more years. After I condense my Yang Spirit, the other Grotto-Heavens and Blessed Lands will still follow the lead of Wangwu Grotto-Heaven!"
I had discussed this issue with Wang Can.
As one of the Nine Cauldrons Families, Wangwu Grotto-Heaven had always cultivated Witch Qi. When condensing their Yang Spirit, they needed to condense their three souls and combine them with the Tai Sui. Naturally, their power would be far greater than that of Taoist Qi cultivators.
So, Wang Can was right. After he condensed his Yang Spirit, Wangwu Grotto-Heaven would stand up again, and the other Grotto-Heavens and Blessed Lands could no longer be underestimated.
But the problem was, the world was so big. Where could they find the Tai Sui?
The Wang family had always cultivated Witch Qi, and the servants also cultivated Taoist Qi. The fundamental reason was that the Tai Sui was rare.
I had talked to Wang Can about this issue, but he didn't seem to care. He only said that his father had told him that when he condensed his Yang Spirit, he would have a chance.
I didn't know about Wang Can's chance, but I knew the rarity of the Tai Sui.
But now that Wang Can had regained his confidence, I didn't want to discourage him. I just smiled and asked him why he had called me here.
Wang Can's face quickly calmed down. He sighed, pointed at the shabby temple, and whispered, "Huang Zhu couldn't hold on anymore … He begged me to see you. I thought the Sage would also want to see him, so I used a secret technique to temporarily keep him alive and asked the Sage to come here."