"Be careful!"
Yunkai's expression was anxious as he hurriedly shouted. His eyes locked onto the red sword as he stretched out his right hand and clenched it.
Metal control was the second innate skill that the Golden Lion King gave to Yunkai.
But at this moment, Yunkai was shocked to find that he couldn't control the red sword.
Although he could feel it, the sword seemed to have its own consciousness. Not only did it reject his control, an evil aura also flowed into his soul sea along with his soul power.
At this moment, Yunkai's body instantly heated up. His blood felt like it was boiling and wanted to leave his body.
In Yunkai's soul sea, the Golden Lion King let out an angry roar and defeated the evil aura. The heat and boiling feeling quickly disappeared.
Facing his uncontrollable right hand and the red sword, Linfeng's expression didn't change. He was very calm. His soul sea slightly shook and the aura of the King of Nightmares was released. An aura that was ten times, a hundred times more evil than the red sword flashed.
This aura made Dong Yunan and the rest tremble. Their eyes were filled with fear and they couldn't help but shiver.
The red sword that was struggling violently in Linfeng's hand suddenly stopped trembling and let out an even sharper cry.
The sound was filled with fear and panic.
"An evil sword?"
Linfeng gently stroked the sword. The red sword trembled in his hand as if it was struggling and trembling in fear.
"Why does it feel so familiar? Is it because of the evil and bloody aura, or is it because it's a weapon of a foreign race?"
Linfeng thought in his heart.
Through the foreign race's cultivation technique and blood, Linfeng was sure that the King of Nightmares was related to the foreign race. Since this sword could make the King of Nightmares so agitated and excited, it was most likely a weapon of a foreign race.
Seeing that Linfeng seemed to have subdued the ominous sword, Yunkai and the rest were in disbelief and shock. However, they still had lingering fear from the terrifying aura that flashed by just now.
Only Yue Mingming didn't care.
Only he knew that the evil aura didn't come from the red sword, but from Linfeng.
That was Linfeng's bloodline talent.
It was an enviable talent.
"Feng, you want to choose this sword?" Yunkai asked.
In his opinion, this red sword was very dangerous. It would bite back at its owner. Although it looked very obedient now, no one knew if it would go crazy one day.
If he went crazy in battle, he would lose his life.
"Don't waste time. Go and pick your spiritual weapons. I know what I'm doing," Lin Feng said.
Although Yunkai was still a little worried, he knew that no one could change Lin Feng's decision. Therefore, he did not continue to persuade him and began to choose his own spirit tool.
While everyone was choosing their spiritual weapons, Linfeng observed the red sword in his hand. The dark red sword did not have any patterns on it, and he could vaguely smell a faint scent of blood.
"This color and material doesn't seem like metal, but more like a gem."
Linfeng was very interested in the red sword. Although the sword was a little broken and the edge of the blade was a little chipped, it was very spiritual.
To a certain extent, spirituality also meant the level and power of the spiritual weapon.
The more powerful the spiritual weapon, the more spirituality it had. In addition to spirituality, the sword's aura was also very terrifying. The evil and bloody aura had the effect of causing one's blood to tremble, dizziness, and nausea.
In battle, being able to disturb the enemy was a great advantage.
What made Linfeng even more excited was that the sword's aura was very similar to the Nightmare's. It was evil and bloody.
If he could refine it, the Nightmare's aura would not be so eye-catching in the future.
Just based on this point, Linfeng already had a choice in his heart.
In his dantian, waves of spiritual energy surged out. The blue-purple spiritual energy covered the red sword, wanting to refine it. However, in the face of Linfeng's power, the red sword began to resist. A red light came from the sword, repelling his spiritual energy.
No matter how Linfeng urged his spiritual energy, the resisting force still existed and tenaciously held on.
Linfeng could feel that if it wasn't for the Nightmare's aura that made the sword somewhat afraid, the red energy would not only resist, but it might even devour him.
Linfeng could feel the red sword's restlessness, suppressing violence and killing intent.
"This sword is afraid of the Nightmare's aura. What about blood?"
A thought flashed through Linfeng's mind. His left index finger drew across the sword's edge. Drops of blood dripped onto the sword, and the original resistance quickly disappeared.
"It can really suck blood?"
Linfeng's eyes flashed with surprise. It was just a guess, but he didn't expect it to be true.
He saw that the blood did not drip down the sword, but instead merged into the sword. The red sword trembled slightly. The originally dark red sword emitted a weak red light, and the original gap on the sword's edge began to automatically repair itself.
Although this repair was very slow and almost negligible, it was still noticed by Linfeng.
"Did the refinement succeed?"
When the blood merged into the sword, Linfeng could feel a special connection between himself and the red sword in his hand. When this connection was formed, he could feel the red sword's excitement and desire for his blood!
It seemed to like the taste of his blood.
The sword moved closer to his wound.
It seemed to want to drink more!
The sword seemed to have its own consciousness, conveying to Linfeng its desire to eat more. Even if Linfeng ignored it, a few drops of blood automatically flowed out and seeped into the sword.
"You still dare to do this."
Linfeng's eyes flashed with killing intent. The Nightmare's aura was released again. The red sword trembled slightly and became obedient, not daring to continue sucking blood.
Linfeng controlled his blood and Qi to flow around the wound, and the wound quickly healed.
"It can suck blood, and it can even heal itself. What kind of characteristic is this?"
Linfeng let go of the red sword. The red sword floated in the air and did not attack him.
Linfeng opened his right hand, and the red sword automatically approached and floated above his palm. It seemed to be a little obedient.
"It seems to be able to fuse into my body?"
Linfeng had a feeling that the sword could fuse into his body, but he did not try it.
"Looks like I've struck it big this time."
A weapon that could be fused into one's body was already the standard of a high-grade spiritual weapon.
High-grade spiritual weapons were worth at least 10 billion.
As for whether the red sword's aura would affect one's mind, Linfeng was not worried.
It was nothing compared to the evil aura of the Nightmare Lord. It paled in comparison.
With the Nightmare's suppression, Linfeng was not worried that it would backfire.
This trip was right!
Linfeng had already chosen his spiritual weapon and began to help Yunkai and the rest choose.
Seeing that Linfeng still chose the red sword, Yunkai and the rest frowned and tried to persuade him. Seeing that Linfeng was indifferent, they could only give up helplessly.
Compared to the red sword that Linfeng chose, the spiritual weapons that Yunkai and the rest chose appeared to be average.
Yunkai was the same as Linfeng, also choosing a weapon. A two-meter-long, palm-wide, pitch-black Xuan Iron heavy sword.
This heavy sword weighed 250 kilograms, giving people a heavy feeling. Under activation, it could even affect the gravity of space.
Controlling gravity, this was a very powerful soul power. This heavy sword was indeed extraordinary.
Among the three substitutes, one person also took a fancy to it, but he could not take it out.
On the other hand, Dong Xiaomei chose a half-meter long water-type magic staff that was covered with star patterns and had a Ninth Stage Blue Demon Crystal embedded at the top.
Yue Mingming chose a bead. The bead was also the size of a normal marble. It was gray all over and looked unremarkable. But Yue Mingming said that he sensed the power of space.
Compared to other attributes, the power of space was the most difficult to control and also the most dangerous. Hence, space attribute spiritual weapons were also the rarest.
Linfeng had just observed. In the secret room, there were hundreds of spiritual weapons, but not a single one was of the space attribute.
Although he did not know what kind of spiritual weapon the gray bead was and what effect it had, as long as it was of the space attribute, it was worth a gamble.
As an assassin, Yu Qiao chose a black soft armor that emitted a chill. It was compatible with his attribute. According to him, it could also be used in conjunction with his demon spirit's soul skill. It was very suitable for him.
As for the team's three substitutes, Linfeng did not pay too much attention to them.
"Come out."
An hour quickly passed. When the bronze door opened, Bu Zheng's voice sounded. The three substitutes took the lead and walked through the bronze door. Yunkai and the rest followed closely behind.
"Since everyone has chosen, it's time to go …"
Bu Zheng glanced at the weapons that everyone had chosen. He took another look at Yunkai's heavy sword and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He seemed to know the value of this heavy sword.
As for the gray bead that Yue Mingming chose, he looked at it for a long time, but he could not see anything special about it.
"This kid seems to have changed a lot."
Bu Zheng took a glance at Yue Mingming.
He could clearly feel the changes in Yue Mingming.
Originally, Yue Mingming was walking at the back of the team. Facing the discussions of others, his expression revealed a trace of inferiority and awkwardness.
But now, that inferiority and awkwardness had long disappeared and was replaced by confidence.
Confidence.
This was the first time it appeared on Yue Mingming's face.
"Is it an ability or a bloodline talent that has awakened?"
Although Bu Zheng did not know about Yue Mingming's talent, he understood Linfeng very well. Linfeng was a smart person. He would not let a useless person drag the team down for no reason.
As for those who said that Yue Mingming had a special relationship, it was just nonsense. One must know that even his cousin, Lin Xiaofei, was unable to join the team.
Lin Xiaofei refined an Eighth Grade demon spirit and is now a Peak Grade 4 Martial Artist. Even he did not receive such treatment. What qualifications does Yue Mingming have?
Unless he's very special.
So special that even if he can't refine a demon spirit and his strength is not strong, he still has the qualifications to be part of the main lineup.
When Linfeng appeared, Bu Zheng's words came to an abrupt end. Seeing the dark red sword, his face slightly changed and asked, "Why did you choose this sword?!"
Bu Zheng did not think that even after his reminder, Linfeng would still choose the weapon on the red shelf.
'This kid, why did he choose a foreign race's cultivation technique and weapon?!'
Bu Zheng could not help but think. His tone immediately turned serious as he said, "This sword is very dangerous. You can't refine it. I'll give you one minute. Go in and change to another spiritual artifact."
Linfeng said, "Dean Bu, I've already refined it."
Refined it?
Bu Zheng's face was filled with shock. He sized up Linfeng and asked, "With your strength, how can you refine this sword?"
Linfeng did not explain. He let go of the red sword in his right hand, and the one-meter-long sword floated in his palm before moving back and forth around his body.
Linfeng used facts to prove that he had indeed refined this evil red sword.
After a moment of silence, Bu Zheng's expression became somewhat complicated.
Previously, he had also entered the treasury and seen this evil weapon. Naturally, he knew that it was extraordinary. A weapon with such a strong spiritual nature was definitely a high-grade spiritual artifact.
However, that evil and bloody aura made him feel that it was dangerous, and he did not like it.
"Although I don't know how you managed to refine it, let me remind you that this is an evil weapon. I'm afraid that you can also sense that evil and bloody aura. This is a foreign race's weapon, and it was brought back by the headmaster from Shenwu Continent. It's the weapon of a foreign race's Emperor."
An Emperor's weapon!
Linfeng was stunned. Although he had guessed that this sword was not ordinary, he had not expected it to have such an origin.
"A high-grade spiritual artifact?"
Dong Xiaomei's eyes were filled with shock. An Emperor's weapon was at least a high-grade spiritual artifact, and some were even top-grade.
"This sword's main material is Bloodgod Iron, which is rare among the foreign races. This metal is rare and precious, and it can absorb blood to grow. It's not just an ordinary spiritual artifact, but because of the special properties of its material, this sword can absorb blood to grow, and it can even transform into a divine artifact.
Back when it was in the hands of the foreign race's Emperor, it swallowed a large amount of blood essence, and it grew from a low-grade spiritual artifact to a quasi-divine artifact. However, it was destroyed by the headmaster, and it was reduced to an ordinary spiritual artifact. Even so, it is still very dangerous because this sword not only has a spiritual nature, but it also has its own consciousness, which is a sword spirit.
Bu Zheng's tone was very serious. "The previous owners of this sword either went crazy or were killed by this sword.
I once saw with my own eyes that the person who used this sword was injured and then devoured by the sword. That person's blood was sucked dry and turned into a dried corpse. "
The person that Bu Zheng was referring to was his classmate, an extremely talented super genius. As if recalling his past memories, Bu Zheng's expression turned ugly. "And this sword is called Heavenly Wrath!"
Heavenly Wrath!
Hearing the name of this sword, Dong Yunan and the others were shocked. This name was too scary.
Seeing that Lin Feng was indifferent and did not have much of a reaction, Bu Zheng frowned and continued. "Just like the name of this sword, the person who uses it, no matter how strong or how talented they are, will suffer the wrath of Heavenly Wrath."
"Feng, why don't you change your weapon?"
Yunkai persuaded. This sword was indeed very special and precious, but it was too evil. It would devour the blood of its owner, and it was too dangerous!
"Headmaster Bu, I've decided."
Lin Feng shook his head. His eyes were firm, and he was unmoved.
Heavenly Wrath?
There was a Nightmare in his body.
Nightmare and Heavenly Wrath, weren't they a pair?