"Strange, Young Master Nianhua led us here, could it be that he wanted to use this blade to kill us? Where is he hiding?"
Ji Feixuan asked with some confusion.
"I know where he is!"
Ba Dao said slowly, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.
He had already determined that Young Master Nianhua was refining the Black Death Needle in order to use the resentment of Tyrant Sword Emperor to induce him to kill Young Master Nianhua, which made Tyrant Sword Emperor's murderous intent towards him become even stronger.
"I also want to see what he can rely on to deal with us!"
There was also a hint of curiosity in Ling Xiao's eyes.
The domineering sword rose into the air and flew forward, with Ling Xiao and Ji Feixuan following closely behind.
The little black fat man has been taken into the small world by Ling Xiao. In this strange area, the little black fat man's cultivation is still a little too weak.
Although the guy was very reluctant, he had no choice but to obey.
Ba Dao seemed to be very sure of the location of Young Master Nianhua, and moved directly forward with a very clear purpose.
Boom!
Ling Xiao heard a roar coming from the front, like the vibration of thunder, or the surging sea, majestic and vast.
At the beginning, the sound was not loud, but as they got closer, the powerful sound wave swept over, shaking their whole bodies.
"That's... a river in the sky?!"
There was a gleam in Ji Feixuan's eyes, and she said with some surprise.
After flying over a huge mountain, the view in front of us suddenly became clear.
A vast river appeared in the void in front of Ling Xiao and the other two.
The Milky Way is surging, with huge waves and filled with chaotic energy. It comes from the endless depths of chaos and leads to unknown areas.
The sky river suddenly appeared before them.
The Milky Way was vast and boundless, no one knew how many tens of millions of miles wide it was, nor how long it was. Standing in front of the Milky Way, Ling Xiao and the other two felt themselves extremely insignificant.
"This is... the Holy Yellow Spring River?!"
Ling Xiao's whole body trembled, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.
The Milky Way before us was filled with chaotic air. The water looked a little yellow and contained a strong smell of death, as if it came from hell, without any life.
In the Milky Way, huge waves were surging, sweeping across the sky. The void was distorted, and some extremely strange scenes emerged.
There are gods and demons bleeding, there is the emperor ruling the sky, there are the wailing of all spirits, there is the destruction of the heavens...
Those strange scenes were like the imprints of time and space left in the Milky Way, recording a glimpse of a certain era, but they were enough to shock Ling Xiao and others.
In particular, Ling Xiao could vaguely see that there were corpses floating in the Milky Way, following the waves and flowing towards an unknown place.
This is the Holy Yellow Spring River in Ling Xiao’s memory!
According to legend, the Holy River of the Underworld runs through all the heavens and worlds, and even penetrates the past and present, burying all life. It is the final destination of all powerful creatures.
It is exactly the same as the Yellow Spring Holy River that Ling Xiao saw in the God of War Realm.
However, Ling Xiao's cultivation at this moment is thousands of times higher than when he was in the God of War Realm, so he can already vaguely see the entire picture of the Yellow Spring Holy River.
The Yellow Spring Holy River before him was more magnificent than any other big river Ling Xiao had ever seen. Ling Xiao even saw the corpses of prehistoric giant beasts in the river.
The extremely huge prehistoric beast floats in the Yellow Spring Holy River, looking as small as an ant.
"The Holy Yellow Spring River? How come it appears here?"
Ji Feixuan asked with some confusion.
"Maybe, we should ask him!"
A sharp light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and fell on a figure by the river.
The flower-picking gentleman.
The Young Master Nianhua was standing by the Yellow Spring Holy River, his white clothes were whiter than snow, he looked elegant and extraordinary, with chaotic energy lingering around him. He had his back to Ling Xiao and the other two, and vaguely seemed to have merged into one with the Yellow Spring Holy River.
"You're here? I didn't expect that even the sword intent left by Tyrant Sword Emperor couldn't kill you. It seems that you are really strong!"
The Flower-picking Young Master turned around slowly, his eyes calm and indifferent.
"Master Niahua, is this Yellow Spring Holy River your reliance?"
Ling Xiao glanced at the Young Master Nianhua and said lightly.
"You also know about the Yellow Spring Holy River? However, why do I need the Yellow Spring Holy River to deal with you? After you come here, your life and death are completely in my control!"
Prince Nianhua was a little surprised, but still smiled.
"Playing tricks!"
Ji Feixuan said coldly.
"Young Master Nihua, how dare you use the resentment of Tyrant Blade Emperor to refine the Black Death Needle? You deserve to die!"
Ba Dao's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he spoke angrily.
"I forgot that you are from the Heavenly Sword Clan. Tyrant Sword Emperor should be considered your ancestor, right? However, I am very curious whether Tyrant Sword Emperor will kill you, a talented descendant?"
The flower-picking young man chuckled.
"What?!"
A cold light flashed in Badao's eyes.
Buzz!
Just as Young Master Nianhua waved his sleeves, huge waves suddenly appeared in the Holy River of Yellow Springs, and deathly aura surged. A powerful and terrifying aura was gradually condensing and taking shape.
"Soul is back!"
Extremely strange and obscure syllables came out of the mouth of the Flower-picking Young Master, and his whole aura became extremely weird.
Boom!
In the sky above the Holy Yellow Springs River, endless death energy gathered, waves rose, blazing light bloomed, and a figure vaguely emerged.
It was a middle-aged man in a black robe, with a blurred face, sharp and domineering eyes, and an invincible sword intent emanating from his whole body.
His figure looked very illusory and not solid, but the terrifying aura made Ling Xiao and the other two feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
“Ancestor?!”
Badao was trembling all over, his eyes full of disbelief.
Although the figure in front of him looked blurry and his face could not be seen clearly, Badao still recognized him instantly.
This is the Tyrant Sword Emperor!
"That's right! This is Tyrant Sword Emperor, and he is the Emperor Spirit of Tyrant Sword Emperor! Are you very happy to see your ancestor in person? No need to thank me!"
The Young Master Nianhua smiled calmly, and then his face suddenly became extremely cold, full of cold murderous intent, and a syllable came out of his mouth.
"kill!"
Following the order from Prince Nianhua, Tyrant Sword Emperor exuded murderous intent and instantly rushed towards Ling Xiao, Ji Feixuan and Ba Dao.
"The Emperor Spirit of Tyrant Sword Emperor? You can actually control the Emperor Spirit of Tyrant Sword Emperor? Master Nihua, I really underestimated you!"
Ling Xiao looked at the Young Master Nianhua deeply, the hairs on his body stood up, the original power in his body surged, and then he punched out!
Although the great emperor has fallen, his heroic spirit is immortal. It is a mark of the great Dao that exists forever between heaven and earth. It can return in some special form and burst out with astonishing combat power.
The Tyrant Sword Emperor in front of him is actually an Emperor Spirit!
Although it was just an imperial spirit, it was still extremely terrifying. As soon as it made a move, Ling Xiao, Ji Feixuan and Badao felt strongly threatened.
(End of this chapter)