Innate Deity Kings were awakened in the chaos, their bloodline Dao will was incredibly strong, containing the will of the Dao. Ordinary living beings would not be able to withstand it, let alone fusing with it.
However, the Deity Earth was able to harmonize and transform the power of all things. Under Qin Hao's control, Lu Qiu's divine source that was left behind by Jun Mo actually started to fuse with his Sword Spirit.
The entire process was slow and every breath was torture. Lu Qiu was drenched in cold sweat, gritting his teeth as if he was sitting on a bed of needles. The excruciating pain made every second feel like an eternity to him, but with his strong will and hope, he managed to survive.
This was also a difficult test for Qin Hao.
When the noble Divine King's Dao light ball was gradually swallowed by the Sword Heart Grass until it was completely absorbed, the fragile grass bud burst out with extremely holy light, illuminating Lu Qiu's damaged Heart of the Source of God. It was like a seed that had been buried in the soil for a long time waiting for sweet dew, waiting for an unexpected rainstorm. The scarce resources became unprecedentedly abundant.
Under such conditions, the Sword Heart Grass started to grow rapidly, bringing with it its unique sword light, like a huge sword tree that grew taller and taller, spreading its branches all over Lu Qiu's heart.
When the barrier that was suppressing the heart was removed, a layer of Sword Dao light quickly spread across the scorched earth under the tree until it regained its strong heartbeat.
Weng!
From Lu Qiu's chest, there was a shocking vibration of power. In the dazzling light, the towering divine tree finally condensed into a sword, an incomparably sharp and peerless divine sword.
It was only at this moment that the Creation Light that shrouded Qin Hao and Lu Qiu in the outside world completely disappeared.
"It's done."
Qin Hao moved his hand away from Lu Qiu's body and wiped the sweat off his face. He smiled and said, "Come, try your reborn Glass Fan Sword."
As he spoke, he stood up but Lu Qiu did not move, he lowered his head and sat on the ground with his fists clenched tight.
"What's wrong?" asked Qin Hao. Did he fail?
That was impossible!
Through his spiritual will, he saw with his own eyes that the Sword Heart Grass had condensed into an extremely sharp Sword Soul. The Sword Soul looked exactly the same as the Glaze Fan Sword.
"I don't really believe that this is real. It's not a dream, right?" When Lu Qiu raised her head, her eyes were filled with tears.
When Qin Hao saw this, he heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Believe me, this is not a dream. You have a Sword Spirit, quickly give it a try."
"Yes."
Lu Qiu stood up. Qin Hao did not know if it was an illusion, but the moment Lu Qiu stood up, he felt that Lu Qiu was like a giant.
"Lifan."
Lu Qiu whispered the name of the sword spirit and flicked his palm to the side. A dazzling light appeared in his palm and condensed into a life weapon.
When he held the glass again, he could feel the familiar blood vessels in his palm. Lu Qiu trembled in excitement, and his temperament changed greatly. There was no longer any trace of depression on his face, and only strong confidence was left in his eyes!
"Prince Lu Qiu of the past has returned," Qin Hao said quietly.
Then, Lu Qiu held the sword and slashed at the void. The Lifan in his palm suddenly burst with dazzling light, and a sharp ray of light flew out and cut all the way. It actually split the entire sword domain into two distinct parts.
However, it was different from before. As the ray of light flew, it seemed to roll up a supreme power that was extremely oppressive. It was as if a monarch's will had descended, and it could naturally suppress all things, making all creatures instinctively fear and submit when facing the Sword Qi.
Swoosh!
The sword light flew past, heading toward a roaming dragon in the distance.
Long Mo transformed into his original form, and his five claws stepped on a dragon sword. He was enjoying himself in the reincarnation field. He was very intoxicated with the feeling of being surrounded by the Reincarnation Great Path. He did not need to do anything, and he only needed to maintain his own Dragon Will, and it would automatically become stronger through the reincarnation field.
This feeling was too wonderful. He could strengthen his divine power and cultivation without cultivating, and his Divine Meridians were freely growing in this environment. It turned out that there were really good things in this world that did not require any effort. No wonder Jun Mo was so greedy for the Reincarnation Mirror.
However, suddenly, Long Mo, who was flying on his sword, opened his languid eyes. His dragon eyes were so wide that two mountains could be stuffed in.
A ray of light was reflected in his eyes. It was so sharp. As his former lover, his old rival in the Great Path Sword Realm, how could he not recognize that it was the Lifan!
Roar!
With a leap, Long Mo got into a defensive position. His dragon head roared, and a torrential sound wave roared toward the sword light that was cutting toward him.
True Dragon Roar!
When the tyrannical dragon roar shook, it swept through the entire sword domain, and the void space trembled. The sound wave swept toward the many places of cultivation in the reincarnation field.
Immediately, the dragon roar collided with the sharp ray of light that cut through the sword domain. The strongest bloodline superpowers of the two God Clans in the Great Path Sword Realm clashed. The old rivals who had been on par with each other in the past had undergone a drastic change at this moment.
Long Mo watched as the True Dragon Roar that he had roared out was cut in half by the ray of light. What kind of Sword Qi was this? It was the Lifan, but it was also not the Lifan.
What was it exactly? It was simply absurd!
Then, Long Mo watched in despair as the ray of light cut through. He did not know why, but when the Sword Qi flew over, he seemed to be instinctively suppressed. Although it was only for a short while, this suppressed aura affected Long Mo, causing his will to be in a trance for a moment. He seemed to be afraid.
Then, the sword really cut into Long Mo's body. The powerful defense of the Dragon Clan was ineffective under the sharp Sword Qi. A ten-foot-long bloody wound was branded on Long Mo's dragon body as he roared angrily, causing his dragon scales to shatter. The tyrannical impact sent him flying thousands of feet away, spilling dragon blood everywhere.
"Lu Qiu, f * ck you!" Long Mo was like a twisted loach, almost falling. He cursed in anger.
"What a shocking Sword Will."
"Heavens, what's going on?"
"Lifan, Prince Lu Qiu, you …"
One figure after another flew over from different directions in the sword domain. The swordsmen of the Three Realms looked at Lu Qiu, who stood proudly with an unparalleled blade in his hand, and all of them were dazed.
If they did not know what had happened to Lu Qiu in the past, which caused his will to be depressed for thousands of years, everyone would have suspected that the Sword God in front of them was actually Prince Lu Qiu, whose Sword Soul had been destroyed.
"I'm back." Lu Qiu suppressed the excitement in his heart and spoke to everyone in the calmest tone.