Drunken Sword was one of the top Sword Dao cultivators in the Origin World.
His attainments in the Sword Dao had reached an unimaginable level, and he had even been praised by the Demon Devouring Patriarch.
One could only imagine.
How strong was he?
He had created his own Drunken Sword Dao, using wine as a medium and a sword to display amazing sword techniques.
However, many years ago, Drunken Sword had mysteriously disappeared.
After another hundred years, news spread that Drunken Sword had fallen. At that time, this news had swept through the entire Origin World.
Everyone was scrambling to find the Drunken Sword Inheritance.
There was a saying back then.
Whoever could obtain the Drunken Sword Inheritance would definitely become the new Sword Saint.
The Drunken Sword Inheritance.
The eyes of the Monster Race's Patriarch flashed with a burning look.
It was here?
He licked his dry lips and smiled sinisterly. Then, he waved his hand and instantly rushed in front of Sword Maniac.
Not good.
When Sword Maniac found the Monster Race's Patriarch, it was already too late.
He wanted to escape, but the void had been sealed, so he could only desperately resist.
Kill.
With nowhere to run, he could only choose to fight with his life.
At this moment, he completely displayed the incomplete Drunken Sword manual that he had comprehended not long ago.
Every sword was like a beautiful firework, causing people to tremble.
Rumble!
A deafening sound resounded through the sky. When all the sword lights converged, a dazzling light burst out.
At the same time, Sword Maniac leaped and fled.
Want to escape?
The Monster Race's Patriarch sneered. In this ancient mansion, he was an invincible existence, and no one could escape from under his nose.
Whoosh!
The Monster Race's Patriarch chased after him.
Fang Chen, who was in the Kingdom of Blood, naturally did not know what was happening in the ancient mansion.
Whoosh!
He slowly opened his eyes. In the first test, he had completely comprehended the Origin of Earth. After passing the test, he had consolidated his cultivation here.
Finally, his cultivation had stepped into the Eighth Level Saint Realm.
Whoosh!
Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.
Back then, in the Chaos Realm, his cultivation had already reached the level of an Invincible Saint, and his combat strength was close to that of an Invincible Saint.
However, after his reincarnation, his cultivation had fallen to First Level Holy King.
After countless years of bitter cultivation, he had finally returned to the eighth order.
With my current strength, I should be able to kill a Ninth Order Saint easily.
Fang Chen muttered to himself.
If he were to face an Invincible Saint, it would still be somewhat difficult.
This was because the Heavenly Dao of the Origin World was very complete. The cultivation environment here was very good, and there were many resources.
Their foundations were very solid, and their comprehension of the five great origins had all reached an extremely deep level.
It was common knowledge.
In a battle between Saints, one's cultivation level was only one aspect. Origin energy was the most important method to determine victory and defeat.
In the same cultivation realm, as long as one's comprehension of the Origin was greater than one's, one would be able to crush one's opponent.
This was also the reason why.
In this environment, Fang Chen was still able to fight above his level.
That was because he possessed four types of Origins and had even undergone the baptism of the Country of Blood.
Only the last Wood Origin was left, and he would be able to gather all five Origins.
Not bad, not bad.
The old man with a walking stick suddenly appeared and looked at Fang Chen with a grin.
He was very satisfied with Fang Chen's performance.
Your realm has been completely consolidated. Do you want to take the second test?
There were a total of three tests. Although it was extremely dangerous, Fang Chen had already learned his lesson from the first test and gained a lot.
He naturally had to continue.
Fang Chen nodded, indicating that he was willing to continue.
However, at this moment, the old man with a walking stick suddenly turned his head to look outside.
Hmph.
Immediately, he snorted coldly, seemingly a little displeased.
How dare you fight in this mansion? You must be tired of living.
The old man with a walking stick said coldly.
Then, he turned his head to look at Fang Chen. Now, in the ancient mansion, there was a Sword Dao cultivator fighting with the Patriarch of the monster race.
Fang Chen was shocked. The Sword Dao cultivator should be Sword Lunatic.
The Patriarch of the monster race actually found Sword Lunatic?
However, this seemed to have nothing to do with him.
This mansion was of great importance. If they continued to fight, it would attract a terrifying existence. So if you want to explore the Country of Blood quietly, you have to stop their battle.
The old man with a walking stick said.
Stop?
Fang Chen frowned.
What kind of terrifying existence was in this ancient mansion?
If even the old man with a walking stick was afraid, it was obvious that if that terrifying existence was attracted, the Country of Blood might also be affected.
I'm willing.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Chen nodded and agreed.
He had a blood feud with the Patriarch of the monster race.
Now that he was affecting his baptism of the Country of Blood, he naturally had to stop him.
Okay, I'll let you out now.
The old man with a walking stick said. After you suppress or drive him away, I'll bring you in.
Whoosh!
As he spoke, a ripple appeared in the void, followed by a void stone door.
Seeing this, Fang Chen leaped and disappeared into the void stone door.
Boom!
When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he felt the earth shake.
Not far away, Sword Lunatic was in a sorry state and covered in blood. Behind him, the Patriarch of the monster race was chasing after him.
You can't escape.
The Patriarch of the monster race locked his aura on Sword Lunatic and sneered.
I can't accept this.
Sword Lunatic roared crazily. He had just received the inheritance of the Drunken Sword and would definitely become the new Sword Saint in the future.
But now, he was going to die in the hands of the monster race?
How could he accept this?
Sword Lunatic, let's join forces and suppress him, how about it?
Suddenly, Fang Chen's voice sounded in Sword Lunatic's ears.
Sword Lunatic raised his head and saw Fang Chen's figure.
Great.
Sword Lunatic, who had fallen into despair, was suddenly overjoyed and quickly came to Fang Chen's side.
Swoosh!
Fang Chen displayed the Heaven Slashing Five Swords, and a terrifying sword light crisscrossed.
The Patriarch of the monster race was caught off guard and was forced to retreat by the sword light.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sword light shattered and the void was torn apart as a terrifying power surged.
After the Patriarch of the monster race stabilized his body, he finally saw Fang Chen.
It's you?
His face was hideous and he gritted his teeth, wishing that he could tear Fang Chen into pieces.
There was a path to heaven, but you didn't take it and barged into hell. I was just about to find you to avenge my dead clansmen, but you came to me yourself.
The Patriarch of the monster race said coldly. Today, none of you can escape.
Rumble!
A terrifying aura locked onto Fang Chen and Sword Lunatic.
Sword Lunatic's face was solemn, while Fang Chen was relatively indifferent.
He shrugged and said, "Why should I escape?
You should be the one running, right? "
Facing Fang Chen's provocation, the Patriarch of the monster race was furious.
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