Boom!
As he practiced the Heaven-Swallowing Secret Art, the Heaven-Swallowing Origin quickly enveloped the Sword Fruit, erasing the mark of the Sword Heart Saint, and then slowly merged into Ling Xiao's soul.
As the Sword Dao Fruit was refined by Ling Xiao, all of the Sword Heart Saint's lifelong insights into the Dao of the Sword were also integrated into Ling Xiao's sea of consciousness.
Ling Xiao's comprehension of the four great immortal arts began to improve by leaps and bounds, and soon reached a perfect level.
Ling Xiao's understanding of the way of the sword has also reached an extremely profound level.
He has mastered all kinds of sword techniques, as if he has become a rare sword genius in the ages, and he can unleash the strongest sword skills with just a move of his hands and feet.
"Huh..."
Ling Xiao opened his eyes and slowly exhaled, which shot towards the distance like a sword beam, and the sword beam was extremely sharp.
Although his cultivation level did not improve, Ling Xiao felt that his combat power had increased by leaps and bounds.
Now, if the Sword Heart Saint stood in front of him, Ling Xiao was confident that he could completely defeat the Sword Heart Saint within three moves!
"The sword cultivator is worthy of being the most powerful avenue!"
Ling Xiao felt a little emotional and thought secretly.
whoosh!
The Heaven-Swallowing Sword flew into Ling Xiao's immortal soul like a stream of light to be nourished.
"If I get the Xianjian Sword in the future, I can be swallowed by the Tianjian Sword and become a part of it. Only then will the Tianjian Sword be completely perfect!"
Ling Xiao muttered to himself.
The Xian-Xian Sword should now be in the hands of Ning Wuji, the head of Tongtian Xianmen. If one wants to obtain the Xian-Lu Sword, the only way is to defeat Ning Wuji.
Ling Xiao doesn't hold out any hope for the time being.
But he believed that one day he would be able to obtain the Immortal-Slaying Sword from Ning Wuji.
"Now, it's time to count my greatest trophies!"
There was a gleam in Ling Xiao's eyes, revealing an expression of great anticipation.
Snap!
He opened the small world within Jianxin's soul, which was also Jianxin's storage space.
In the small world, sword intent surged with unparalleled sharpness. It contained many natural treasures, elixirs, and some powerful sword-wielding magic weapons, but most of them were not taken seriously by Ling Xiao.
All of Ling Xiao's attention was attracted by the fragments of the divine tripod!
There are a total of thirty-two pieces of the divine tripod fragments, floating in the void, emitting bright and brilliant light.
Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and grabbed, and immediately the thirty-two pieces of the divine tripod fragments flew into his palm.
whoosh!
With Ling Xiao's other hand, he took out another sixty-seven pieces of the divine tripod fragments from his own small world. These were collected by the six major divine sects over the years, and included the divine tripod fragments that Ling Xiao had extracted from the immortal stone.
Boom!
A total of ninety-nine pieces of the divine tripod fragments appeared in front of Ling Xiao, floating in the void and emitting bright light, and forming an extremely mysterious attraction between each other.
"There are ninety-nine pieces of the Divine Cauldron fragments, and there is still no news about the remaining nine pieces. Either they have not been discovered yet, or... they have fallen into the hands of the Eternal Immortal Dynasty!"
There was a gleam of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he thought secretly in his heart.
After all, although the fragments of the Divine Cauldron are very precious, it is of no use to ordinary people to obtain them, so once the fragments of the Divine Cauldron are discovered, they will be sold and then quickly fall into the hands of the six major divine religions and the nine major immortal sects.
Over countless years, all the fragments of the divine tripod that have been collected are here.
The ninety-nine pieces of the divine cauldron fragments are already most of the Cauldron of Creation!
“Although I’m still short of nine pieces of the Divine Cauldron, I may be able to condense a true Cauldron of Fortune!”
Ling Xiao whispered to himself, a bright light appeared between his eyebrows, and suddenly the seal of the gods appeared again.
boom!
The seal of the gods shone brightly, and the dazzling aura of the gods gushed out from it, instantly covering the ninety-nine pieces of the divine tripod fragments.
When the luck of the gods touched the fragments of the divine tripod, it seemed to be ignited and began to burn fiercely.
The flames rose, filled with nine-colored light, extremely mysterious.
The ninety-nine pieces of the divine tripod fragments also emitted brilliant divine light, with strange lines lingering between them, and then they quickly approached and merged into one.
The blazing divine light was like a storm, covering all the fragments of the divine tripod. The raging flames were burning the destiny of the gods, but what remained was the hope of the gods.
Ling Xiao could feel that the Chaos Divine Bones on his chest seemed to be resonating with it, and the fragments of the Divine Cauldron in front of him gave him a feeling of blood connection.
In the end, the ninety-nine pieces of the divine tripod fragments condensed into a three-legged, two-eared tripod in front of Ling Xiao. It was bronze in color, simple and ancient, but surrounded by nine-colored divine light, as if it contained the mystery of the origin of the gods.
“Is this the Cauldron of Creation?”
Ling Xiao's eyes were bright and dazzling. Although the ancient tripod in front of him still looked a little broken and nine pieces were missing from the tripod body, it had already shown its extraordinary features.
The Cauldron of Creation is the most precious treasure of the gods.
Ling Xiao could vaguely see that above the Cauldron of Creation there were the sun, the moon, the stars, all things in the world, the heavens and all realms, ancient gods and demons, and even the mysterious figures of the Twelve Ancestral Gods.
The aura emanating from the Cauldron of Creation was of the same origin as the Seal of the Gods, and it made Ling Xiao's blood seem to be boiling.
The Chaos Divine Bone on his chest shone brightly and chaotic mist filled the air, making the Cauldron of Creation buzz as if it was nurturing a mysterious power.
Ling Xiao could feel that if he could gather the last nine pieces of the divine cauldron fragments and make the Cauldron of Creation intact, it would definitely have an unimaginable impact on the entire God Clan.
“The God Clan Seal and the Cauldron of Creation, no wonder they are hailed as the God Clan’s treasures of destiny. Perhaps these two treasures are inextricably linked to the origin of the God Clan! If the Cauldron of Creation is intact, and when combined with the power of the God Clan Seal, it will surely be able to break the bloodline shackles of all the God Clan in one fell swoop, and all the descendants of the God Clan will become true God Clan!”
Ling Xiao exclaimed in his heart, his eyes extremely bright.
From his experience in the Hall of Gods, and from helping Zhan Chen, Wuhen and others to break the blood constraints, Ling Xiao saw the huge potential in them.
No wonder, in ancient times, the gods were known as the overlords of the heavens, and even the immortals were just servants of the gods.
The gods are indeed a powerful race that is blessed by nature and favored by fate.
Ling Xiao is now the Son of God, revered by countless gods. If he can release the blood constraints of all the descendants of gods, Ling Xiao's prestige will reach a level that no one can reach, comparable to the twelve ancient ancestor gods.
By then, Ling Xiao will be the true leader of the gods.
"Only the God Clan can contend with the Immortal Clan. I am now considered a member of the God Clan. I must hold on to this powerful force of the God Clan!"
Ling Xiao thought secretly in his heart.
With a wave of his hand, he immediately collected the Cauldron of Creation, along with the Seal of the Gods, and stored them in the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows, to nourish them with his immortal spirit.
(End of this chapter)