Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Jun Wuxie left the Eight-Nine Profound Palace with the Ancient Demon Centipede King and appeared before the rock cave abyss.

It was very quiet here, the atmosphere heavy.

From the depths of the abyss, the light of the other shore flower shone upwards, as red as blood.

"Master, what do you want to do?"

The Ancient Demon Centipede King stared at the two coffins, one above the other, in the center of the abyss, its eyes revealing fear and dread.

"A dignified Ancient Demon Centipede King, actually so cowardly.

They have been self-sealed and dormant for many years.

Millions of years have passed, and you are still so afraid."

Jun Wuxie glanced sideways at the Demon Centipede King.

This guy was probably scared out of his wits by Linglong and the Demonic Daoist back then, otherwise, how could he be like this?

"Master, you don't understand, the Demonic Daoist is too terrifying, and Linglong is even more terrifying.

Although I am the Demon Centipede King, I am far from being their opponent.

I am only at the Saint Emperor Minor Celestial Realm, and after a long period of sealing, my strength is less than one in ten thousand.

But that Demonic Daoist is different.

He wakes up once every ten thousand years, and after waking up, his strength will gradually return to its peak, so his strength has not been diminished much.

As for Sect Master Linglong, even if she is weak, once she takes action in great anger, not to mention me, even the Demonic Daoist would die.

Back then, she killed a large number of Half-Step Saint Ancestors with one move, and even the surviving Half-Step Saint Ancestors were severely injured, it was boundless terror…"

"Linglong is very strong, but she is not as terrible as you think.

As for the Demonic Daoist, he is still in slumber.

As long as we don't make too much noise, we shouldn't wake him up."

As Jun Wuxie spoke, he stepped onto the stone bridge again, treading on the slippery moss, and arrived at the stone platform in the center of the abyss.

His eyes swept over the saprophytic flowers growing along the edge, and Jun Wuxie's heart warmed slightly.

Saprophytic flowers, an excellent resource for improving one's realm.

Although there weren't as many left as he had harvested before, it should still be enough for him, Xu Yan'ning, and An Ning to improve by two realms.

However, it was not yet advisable to move the saprophytic flowers.

He tried to restrain his aura as much as possible, and carefully walked towards Linglong's coffin.

The Ancient Demon Centipede King followed behind him, trembling with fear, afraid that he would awaken the Demonic Daoist in the suspended coffin.

"Master, you can't save Sect Master Linglong.

The Demonic Daoist once placed a seal on the coffin.

Some time ago, the Daoist talismans on the Demonic Daoist's coffin reinforced the seal on Sect Master Linglong's coffin.

With his realm and methods, you, Master, who is at the Saint King Realm, have no chance of opening this coffin.

Moreover, if Master forcibly opens the coffin, it will not only be useless, but it will also cause the Daoist talismans on the Demonic Daoist's coffin to sense it, thereby awakening the sleeping Demonic Daoist."

Jun Wuxie ignored the Ancient Demon Centipede King and quietly looked at the coffin on the high platform, lost in thought.

After a moment, he looked up at the suspended coffin in the air, his gaze focused upwards, locked on the iron chains suspending the coffin.

"Opening the seal on Sect Master Linglong's coffin is indeed not easy."

Jun Wuxie walked towards the high platform, stepping on the stone steps, step by step, until he reached the coffin, which was more than ten meters long and three meters high.

"Demon Centipede King, shrink your body and come into my barrier."

He erected a domain barrier around himself, three meters in diameter.

The Demon Centipede King didn't know what he was doing, but it didn't dare to disobey the order, so it could only shrink its body to half a meter long, trembling with fear, and enter the world domain.

At this moment, it looked at Jun Wuxie in shock as brilliant golden talismans lit up all over his body, like a glazed golden body.

He grabbed the edge of the coffin at one end with both hands, exhaled and shouted, the veins on his arms popping, and he actually lifted the coffin up all at once.

"Master, what are you doing?"

It felt very puzzled.

What was he trying to do?

Did he want to just take the coffin away like this?

If that was the case, it wouldn't work, because it was impossible to take the coffin away from this high platform.

Once he tried to take it away, he would immediately be attacked by the Daoist talismans on the suspended coffin, and it might even directly awaken the Demonic Daoist.

At this time, Jun Wuxie put the coffin down.

He just wanted to try if he could lift the coffin.

If he couldn't even shake it, then the idea of rescuing Sect Master Linglong would probably be difficult to realize.

"Do you see the iron chains hanging the suspended coffin?"

He pointed to the black iron chain and said to the Ancient Demon Centipede King: "If you had a high-grade weapon, could you cut it off?"

"What?"

The Ancient Demon Centipede King was scared half to death and said in a trembling voice: "Master, this is impossible.

Not to mention that I can't cut off that iron chain, even if I did cut it off, the Demonic Daoist would wake up, and then all of us would be unable to escape death!"

"You talk too much nonsense.

Don't you think I know what realm the Demonic Daoist is in?"

Jun Wuxie didn't like the Demon Centipede King's cowardly appearance.

"I'm just asking you, if you had a high-grade Saint Weapon, could you cut it off?"

"This…"

The Ancient Demon Centipede King saw that there seemed to be some anger in his eyes, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so he immediately told the truth: "That… it depends on what grade of Saint Weapon it is.

My strength has not yet recovered, unless I have a Supreme Saint Weapon, otherwise it will be very difficult to do."

"A Supreme Saint Weapon is not a problem."

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he took the Ancient Demon Centipede King away from the abyss and returned to the Eight-Nine Profound Palace.

Immediately, he entered the Trial Tower again and came to the eighth floor.

"Wuxie, why are you back again?"

Shen Lian and Fu Sheng were playing chess.

Seeing that this move wasn't going well, he was about to take it back when he saw Jun Wuxie appear in this space.

"Greetings, Master Fu Sheng, Mistress Hua Yi, Senior Shen Lian."

Jun Wuxie stepped forward and saluted.

Fu Sheng turned his head and said: "You're not here to find me this time, are you?"

"So you're here to find this old man?"

Seeing Jun Wuxie's gaze shift to him, Shen Lian immediately understood.

"Speak, what do you need this old man to help you with?"

Jun Wuxie sacrificed the Eternal Saint Furnace and said: "Senior Shen Lian, can you help temporarily transform the Saint Furnace into an attacking weapon, such as a knife or a sword?"

"What did you say?"

Shen Lian's nose was almost crooked when he heard this.

"This is the Eternal Saint Furnace, a furnace dedicated to refining weapons!

Are you even a weapon refiner?

You actually want to turn the thing you use to make a living into a knife or a sword, what are you thinking?"

The corners of Jun Wuxie's mouth twitched.

He didn't expect Senior Shen Lian to react so strongly.

Just as he was about to explain, he heard Shen Lian say: "It seems you've encountered trouble and need a high-grade Saint Weapon."

After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve towards the small courtyard in the distance, and the gate of the courtyard immediately opened.

"If you need a weapon, go find it inside, the leftmost room."

"Thank you, Senior!"

Jun Wuxie was pleasantly surprised.

It seemed that Senior Shen Lian had collected many Saint Weapons, which should all be weapons he had personally refined.

After thanking him, he strode towards the courtyard and pushed open the door of the leftmost room.

Stepping into the room, the scene inside instantly underwent earth-shattering changes.

Where was this a room, it was clearly a vast world, with blue skies, white clouds, towering mountains, and rushing rivers.

He felt an indescribable aura, coming from various weapons.

Looking around, as far as the eye could see, there were no weapons, but he could sense their existence in certain areas.

In the distance, a magnificent mountain exuded a strong spear intent.

Without thinking, he knew that there must be a very high-grade battle spear inside.

Jun Wuxie just glanced at it and didn't choose the battle spear, because this wasn't the type of weapon he needed at the moment.

Continuing forward, along the way there were many mountains with different auras standing between heaven and earth.

Some contained Saint Tripods, some contained Saint Bells, some contained Saint Halberds, and other weapons.

A river cut off the path ahead.

This river was very wide, and the water flowed gently, with only a few ripples.

On both banks of the river, along the way were maple forests, all fiery red, reflected in the water, projecting a late autumn world into the water.

Jun Wuxie came to the sky above the river, listening to the sound of the flowing water, and feeling it with his eyes closed.

In the flow of this river, there were strands of sword intent.

In the sound of the flowing water, he seemed to hear a moving sound of a sword.

That's right, it was a moving sound of a sword, as pleasant as a musical rhythm.

"There is a very high-grade ancient sword here!"

Jun Wuxie released his weapon intent and at the same time released the energy of his Primordial Weapon Dao.

Gradually, the surface of the river, which only had slight ripples, suddenly stirred up monstrous waves.

The river began to break from the middle, as if it had been cut off by invisible sword energy.

The river water separated more and more, gradually revealing the scene at the bottom of the river.

At the bottom of the river, the surroundings were all silt, but in the center of the silt there was a sword mound several meters high, very clean, filled with swords.

In the very center of the sword mound, there was a particularly exquisite ancient sword, the sword body flowing with a shallow, crystal light, the light flowing on the sword body, like a pool of autumn water flowing past.

It trembled gently, emitting a moving sound of a sword, like a musical rhythm.

Whoosh!

The ancient sword broke away from the sword mound, flew out from the bottom of the river, suspended in the air, the autumn water-like sword light flowing on the sword body, the sword intent spreading, forming a gentle wind, blowing across the banks of the great river, stirring up the maple leaves all over the sky.

"Good sword…"

Jun Wuxie looked at the light on the sword body, felt its sword intent, and felt that such a sword was very rare, because it was particularly able to communicate with people's hearts.

It hadn't been recognized as its master yet, but if it was recognized, then the sword and the person would definitely be perfectly matched!

His gaze fell on the position on the sword body next to the hilt, where two ancient characters were engraved — Autumn Water.

Jun Wuxie stepped forward and held it in his hand, the sword body trembling slightly, seeming to make a cheerful sound.

This made him slightly stunned.

This sword was more suitable for women to use, how could it be so close to him?

Soon, he discovered the truth, it turned out that this Autumn Water ancient sword was not close to him, but close to the Compassionate Sound Ice Heart Pendant he was wearing.

"So that's how it is, I was wondering why it was so close to me, it seemed a little inappropriate."

He gently stroked the sword body of the Autumn Water ancient sword.

This sword was very exquisite and beautiful, and at the same time, it was amazingly sharp.

He just didn't know what grade it was.

Although he was once a God Realm Supreme, his current realm was very low, and some things couldn't be seen through with experience, he still had to rely on strength.

However, he could basically confirm that this Autumn Water Ancient Sword was at least a Supreme Saint Weapon!

With it, it would be enough to cut the iron chains of the suspended coffin!

Looking around at the vast wilderness, there were many weapons in this small world, most of which should be the proud works forged by Senior Shenlian during his growth.

However, there didn't seem to be any Eternal Saint Artifacts here.

He had the Eternal Saint Furnace and knew what kind of aura an Eternal Saint Artifact emitted.

Obviously, there was no such level of object in this small world.

Presumably, the Eternal-level Saint Artifacts were all consumed during the great battle in the past by Senior Shenlian.

Only those below the Eternal grade were preserved.

Because those below the Eternal level simply couldn't participate in the battles between powerhouses of the Eternal Saint Realm.

The Autumn Water Ancient Sword in his hand was an exception.

It didn't seem to be an Eternal-level Saint Sword, but Jun Wuxie felt that it was extraordinary.

The Autumn Water Ancient Sword was not forged by Senior Shenlian, and the ancient characters on it were not the fonts used in Senior Shenlian's era.

Perhaps it originally had a very high grade, but later its grade fell due to special reasons, becoming what it is today.

"There are really too many good weapons and armors here. Being sealed here is a waste of natural resources, a waste to the point of madness. I have to find an opportunity to make use of them all..."

Jun Wuxie muttered to himself, his heart stirred.

"Boy, a man's heart is never satisfied, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. Are you being too greedy? You were asked to choose a weapon, but you actually want to swallow my entire armory?"

Shenlian's voice echoed in the vast world.

Jun Wuxie felt embarrassed in his heart, but his face was calm as he said, "Senior, you're being too distant. I am Senior's inheritor, inheriting the complete method, and shouldn't I also inherit all the weapons? They are all good weapons and armors, and they shouldn't be sealed here. They should shine brightly, which can also be considered as promoting Senior's divine might and letting the world know the power of the Origin Instrument Dao. I am so well-intentioned, but Senior, you can't appreciate it, and you even wronged me like this, thinking of me as such a person. Senior, ask yourself, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes blurred, and he disappeared from this small world, returning to the outside, appearing in front of the table where Shenlian and Fusheng were playing chess outside the small courtyard.

Shenlian pointed at Jun Wuxie and said to Fusheng with a face full of contempt, "Look at this disciple of yours, how can his skin be as thick as yours, and his words as shameless as yours. He clearly wants to swallow the armory, but he has to say it so righteously, and in the end, he even asks me to ask myself if my conscience hurts."

Fusheng coughed lightly, a faint smile on his face, and said, "Wuxie is right. What did you forge weapons for? They shouldn't continue to be sealed. After all, he is half your disciple. Why are you so petty?"

Shenlian's facial muscles twitched in anger. These two, master and disciple, were simply too shameless. One took his things and asked him if his conscience hurt, and the other said he was petty.

"Boy, your face is thicker than a city wall!" Shenlian looked at him angrily, then glanced at the Autumn Water Ancient Sword in his hand and said, "You have good eyes, knowing what to choose. All the other weapons inside are of fixed grades, only this sword has a mysterious origin. I obtained it by chance in the past, but I have never been able to make it recognize its master, so I couldn't use it well and stored it away. Don't think it's just a top-grade Mixed Yuan Saint Weapon now, it may break through to the Eternal level in the future, or even be promoted to a Divine Weapon!"

"This Autumn Water Ancient Sword is indeed extraordinary. Senior Shenlian, give me this ancient sword? As for the other weapons, I don't need them for the time being. I'll ask Senior for them when I need them in the future."

Jun Wuxie was very pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect that the Autumn Water Ancient Sword was already of the top-grade Mixed Yuan Saint Weapon level! This grade is already infinitely close to the Eternal level.

"Why don't you treat yourself as an outsider at all?" Shenlian gently kicked his leg with his toe and said, "Can you make this Autumn Water Ancient Sword recognize its master?"

"I should be able to..."

Jun Wuxie was still confident. Firstly, he cultivated the Weapon Dao himself, and secondly, the Compassionate Sound Ice Heart Pendant made the ancient sword close to him.

However, he didn't intend to make the Autumn Water Ancient Sword recognize him as its master. He felt that the most suitable person for this sword was not himself.

Weapons should be given to the most suitable person to exert their strongest power.