Dongfang Ming's shock to everyone did not end there. While his injuries were recovering, his regrown right hand had already been raised and he grabbed the long knife that was still shaking.
Just like catching Populus euphratica's spear before.
Seeing this scene, everyone's heart skipped a beat—could it be...
"Buzz..."
As if sensing a life-and-death crisis, the red-gold sword trembled even more violently. However, Dongfang Ming just grabbed it with his left hand and couldn't break free, let alone now
Dongfang Ming's hands flashed with dark red light at the same time, and the entire long knife was wrapped around it. It moved in circles like water patterns, as if some kind of energy was being extracted from the long knife.
And with every beat, the long knife trembled more violently, and the red-gold light on it dimmed...
"Click, click..."
In an instant, there seemed to be subtle cracking sounds in front of Dongfang Ming, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became colder.
"Crack... Clang!!"
Finally, under everyone's horrified gaze, this long knife, just like the previous spear, broke into two pieces in Dongfang Ming's hands!
"puff!!"
At the same moment, Yang Yao, who had just recovered from his injuries, turned pale again and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood!
"How is it possible...how is it possible!!"
Yang Yao's face was pale, and he stared at Dongfang Ming in the distance, his eyes full of horror, and he murmured to himself in disbelief.
It's not just him, this is what almost everyone is thinking. Everyone's heart is full of fear and horror. They can't believe what they see in front of them - a high-grade heavenly soul weapon, which is destroyed like a rotten tree in Dongfang Ming's hands. How is this? Can it keep people from being frightened
"Ho ho... Uncle Yang Yao's Golden Flame Dragon Sword is so 'powerful' that I almost couldn't suppress it. It really didn't disappoint me..."
Dongfang Ming casually threw away the broken knife in his hand, which was already dull and dull like scrap iron. He let out a weird chuckle and murmured to himself. There was an inexplicable look of "enjoyment" on his face, as if he was an alcoholic after drinking. Just like a glass of pure wine.
Although it is unbelievable, most people have already seen that Dongfang Ming not only destroyed the Horcrux, but also indeed 'absorbed' something' from the destroyed Horcrux, perhaps a kind of energy - An energy that can make itself more powerful!
Because at this moment, the aura on Dongfang Ming's body is not only the early stage of the Imperial Realm, but... the middle stage of the Imperial Realm! !
This is another shock. There are many secret methods to improve strength in the world, but the secret method that can improve a whole level of strength in the imperial realm is rare in the world. Even the "Double Flame Art" practiced by Bai Yunfei cannot do it.
Now it is obvious that Dongfang Ming has used such a powerful secret method to advance from the early stage of the imperial realm to the middle stage, and it is obviously related to the 'energy' he absorbed from the destroyed soul weapon.
Relying on 'devouring' Horcruxes to increase strength? !
—Coincidentally, most people had such speculations in their minds, and they were suddenly even more horrified, and everyone in the Weapon Refining Sect looked even more ugly.
In just a few moments, Dongfang Ming defeated two emperor-level experts from the Weapon Refining Sect and destroyed their strongest soul weapons. Zijin was also seriously injured and in critical condition. He couldn't hold on to the battle just a moment ago because he was alone. It was completely changed by the appearance of the Weapon Refining Sect, which was extremely detrimental to the Weapon Refining Sect...
"How to do how to do?!"
Kou Changkong's expression was extremely solemn, with a look of anxiety in his eyes. Dongfang Ming, who was once his 'junior brother', had become so terrifying. As the current master of the Weapon Refining Sect, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness. , Master Zijin was injured by Huangfului, which made him lose some control.
Obviously, if a melee breaks out again now, the people of the Weapon Refining Sect may not have much chance of winning.
"There is no other way but to ask my uncle to come out to confront the enemy..."
With heaven and man fighting in his heart, Kou Changkong finally made a decision, with a look of guilt and helplessness in his eyes. With a flick of his right hand, a fiery red crystal appeared in his hand. He squeezed the crystal into pieces with a fierce force.
"Buzz..."
The moment Kou Changkong crushed the crystal, everyone suddenly felt the world shake. Without any warning, an extremely powerful coercion swept across a thousand miles around, making many people pale and even feel It became difficult to breathe.
Everyone who was shocked by Dongfang Ming's performance a moment ago turned their attention to the north peak behind Chixia Mountain almost at the same time.
That was the source of the sudden pressure, and everyone felt that there was a terrifying aura coming from that mountain.
"Soul Emperor... later stage!!"
Huo Zhenting's pupils shrank, his face was as gloomy as water, and he squeezed out four words through his teeth. Looking at the North Peak of the Refining Sect, he couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable fear in his heart - how many strong people are there in that mountain? , Could it be that in the past few decades, none of those old monsters that have long become legends have died? !
"Uncle Chu!!"
Even many people in the Weapon Refining Sect looked shocked. Yang Yao screamed in surprise and joy, subconsciously glanced at Kou Changkong and understood.
Yang Yao wanted to call the person "Uncle Master". Isn't that the ancestor of the previous generation of the Weapon Refining Sect? !
A figure appeared in the air above the North Peak, with a sea of fire raging above its head, as if there was a fire dragon that had just awakened from its slumber. A powerful soul consciousness swept across all directions in an instant. Everyone had the illusion of being seen through. In an instant, the strong man who suddenly appeared initially understood the situation in the field.
At this moment, Dongfang Ming, who was in the air, suddenly shrank his pupils and felt that powerful soul consciousness was concentrated on him.
"Chu Yintian? Uncle Chu, I didn't expect that you haven't passed away yet, but... you have been in seclusion since I joined the sect. Sixty or seventy years have passed, but you are still in the late stage of the Soul Emperor. You probably won't live long. Right? Now that you have forced your way out again, are you planning to use your life to protect the sect for the last time?"
Dongfang Ming's eyes flashed with light, and he murmured to himself. The sneer on his lips remained unabated, with a bit of disdain and ridicule.
“…”
In the air above the North Peak, a thin old man with white hair and a red gown with looming flames looked calmly at the vast crowd of people in the air outside Chixia Mountain in front of him. His eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking briefly, and then he glanced at the surrounding world. There was a hint of emotion and melancholy.
This old man's name is Chu Yintian, he is Zijin's uncle and one of the true ancestors of the Artifact Refining Sect. He is over two hundred years old and a powerful man of that era a hundred years ago.
As early as a hundred years ago, he had retired from the world, devoted himself to cultivation, and silently guarded the Weapon Refining Sect. He even began to retreat to death seventy years ago. Without wasting any of his remaining life, he began to seek a stronger realm. He had not even appeared in the catastrophe of the Weapon Refining Sect thirty years ago. Only the special Horcrux crushed by Kou Changkong just now could wake him up from seclusion.
The journey of cultivation is difficult and unpredictable. Some people realize it once, but many people are stuck at a bottleneck. Chu Yintian has been in seclusion for decades, but he still can't find the edge of the holy realm. Although life passes slowly in seclusion, it has already passed. He was still in his dying years, and his life was short. If nothing unexpected happened, he would probably have died silently and returned to dust within ten years.
In fact, his strength has reached the peak of the late soul emperor, but the price of forcing a breakthrough now is that most of the achievements over the years will be destroyed.
"Anyone who offends my weapon refining sect... will die!!"
After scanning around, Chu Yintian redirected his gaze to Dongfang Ming, Huo Zhenting and others in the distance. His gaze became cold. He gave a light drink and with a little step, his figure disappeared instantly.
"Roar!!"
At the same time, there was a dragon-like roar in the sea of fire above, and a fire dragon that looked like a living creature rushed out!