Chapter 52: Abyss Demon Sword

The Abyss Demon Sword, which was once the portable sword of the Everlasting Demon King, was made with first-class materials and secret techniques. It had drunk the blood of millions of people, the murderous aura from the sword body could make people go crazy or even suffocate to death.

The previous life's Mo Xiu walked alone in the sky with one sword and one man. No one in the entire Realm of Heaven was his opponent. If it hadn't been for Lan Xiao's betrayal and then be besieged by those immortals and demons, he wouldn't become how he was now either.

In the Battle of Origin, the strongest demon king fell and the Abyss Demon Sword was also destroyed. Now that he reborn again, the sword he created was no longer the original Abyss Demon Sword.

But it didn't matter, the former Abyss Demon Sword was gradually strengthened by Mo Xiu step by step, and when it was just refined, it was not so powerful.

Now he himself was starting from scratch, so he was confident that it would be possible to strengthen the Abyss Demon Sword to its original height someday, or even stronger than the previous Abyss Demon Sword.

After using True Fire to burn the material into a liquid state, Mo Xiu used the True Energy to match his Divine Consciousness to refine it into the shape of a sword. Then, the True Fire was dispersed, and another seal was printed and engraved on the body of the sword.

After demonstrating hundreds of seals in a row, a dark sword appeared in front of Mo Xiu.

However, this was not considered finish yet, the next step was the most critical one.

Mo Xiu murmured and began to use his secret technique to truly transform it into the Abyss Demon Sword.

A gleam of light soon wrapped up the dark sword, following that, the sword slowly rose into the air, and then a trace of black mist spread out, covering a large area.

Upon seeing this, Mo Xiu took a drop of blood from his body and merged it into the sword.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Xiu's Divine Consciousness entered a strange space.

The entire space was pitch black, except for the body that he had simulated with Divine Consciousness, there was only one guy whose whole body was shrunk in a black cloak.

This guy's face and body could not be seen at all. What was shown was only pitch-black, but it was different from the pitch-black surroundings so that Mo Xiu could notice him at a glance.

It seemed that he had discovered Mo Xiu's Divine Consciousness, so the guy quickly rushed over, but was immediately suppressed by the pressure of Mo Xiu's Divine Consciousness, making him squatting on the ground, shivering.

It was not the first time that Mo Xiu had experienced such a thing. He knew that this guy was the spirit of the Abyss Demon Sword. Only with the approval of the spirit could the sword he refined become the Abyss Demon Sword and he could become the master of the Abyss Demon Sword.

When he refined the Abyss Demon Sword in the previous life, he spent a lot of energy to get the approval of the Sword Spirit, but now that he had an incomparably powerful Divine Consciousness, therefore, it took no effort to conquer the sword soul.

Looking at the trembling Sword Spirit, Mo Xiu imitated his own voice with his Divine Consciousness, and said with great majesty, "The Abyss Demon Sword will be thy name, from now on, thee will follow this deity to slay the four directions and sweep the millions worlds!"

The Sword Spirit lowered his head silently as if to reply a "yes".

After that, Mo Xiu's Divine Consciousness retreated and returned to his own Sea of ​​Consciousness.

The black mist had accumulated as if splashed with ink at some time as the blackness was crushed. However, as Mo Xiu's consciousness withdrew from the Abyss Demon Sword's space, the black mist was absorbed by the Abyss Demon Sword.

After the black mist was completely absorbed by the Abyss Demon Sword, the dark light that engulfed the Abyss Demon Sword disappeared, only a very dark sword was suspended in midair.

"That sword..." the old man not far away looked at the Abyss Demon Sword and swallowed subconsciously.

He didn't know what grade of a sword it was, but this sword made him very uncomfortable. Just looking at it, he felt like being punctured by invisible but extremely sharp needles. His whole body was erected, there was even a trembling in the depths of his soul, hinting that it was about to leave his body and fly towards that black sword.

It was too terrifying, how could there be such a horrifying sword in the world?

The point was that this sword was actually made by a young man under his witness, which made him wonder if he was dreaming.

Yan Ran was also afraid to look at the Abyss Demon Sword, even if she was now practicing the Holy Saint Sutra which was an Origin Level technique, she still couldn't resist the Abyss Demon Sword's shock to her soul.

Before they could ask anything, they heard a sword chant.

The wind and clouds above the sky changed color, and a large ring of dark clouds gathered, soon, a rumbling sound was heard as a purple thunder arc of the thickness of a bucket fell from the sky.

After exploding out a "bang", most of the refining workshop was blown up by that thunder arc, together with that, the thunder arc smashed into the Abyss Demon Sword unabated.

The howling of the sword became clearer and clearer as if it was struggling with the purple thunder arc falling from the high heaven.

After a while, a "shizz" sound rang, the purple thunder and lightning on the sword body disappeared, the dark and gloomy clouds in the sky dissipated, simultaneously, it returned to the state of clear sky.

Mo Xiu looked at the Abyss Demon Sword with a single look, and the Abyss Demon Sword immediately turned into a black light, flew into the center of Mo Xiu's eyebrows, and vanished.

At this time, the warriors in Su Family's mansion hurried over, looking at the refining workshop that had been blown up halfway, and was dumbfounded.

"What's the matter?" a Core Formation warrior who seemed to have a position in Su Family asked.

"No... it's okay, you can all disperse," the old man who witnessed everything didn't care about the facts of the matter, he just waved his hand to drive away those warriors who hurried over.

After that, he looked at Mo Xiu, his eyes became a little eager, and he smiled and said, "Master, earlier, it was this old man that... Bah, it is this little old man who has no eyes, and I hope that the Master will not take the matter earlier to heart."

Although he didn't know the rank of the Abyss Demon Sword, he knew what was going on just now. According to legend, the Thunder Tribulation would only fall when an Artifact came out. After all, only the Divine Weapon would be incompatible with heaven.

In the entire Yan Kingdom, there were very few people who could refine Artifacts, but now, there was someone who could refine Divine Weapons?

Who could believe it?

But he had seen the Abyss Demon Sword just now, and even if he hadn't seen Mo Xiu using the Abyss Demon Sword, he knew how powerful and terrifying the Abyss Demon Sword was. If that sword was a divine weapon, he was still willing to believe it.

If the title of "Master Refiner" was to put on those who could refine Divine Artifacts, it would really debase them. He was afraid that only the title of the "God Refiner" was suitable for Mo Xiu.

However, after all, no one had used the title of the God Refiner, and it sounded too arrogant. He was afraid that Mo Xiu would not like it, so he called "Master" instead, which represented the highest honor of Yan Kingdom.

Before, Mo Xiu said that he was not qualified to be his disciple, he didn't believe it, but now he believed it. With his refining aptitude, it seemed that if he wanted to become a disciple of a God Refiner, he was not qualified.

Just now, he actually asked for a test in front of the God Refiner, so now, it made him feel so ashamed to think about it. He couldn't wait to find a hole to sleep in.

Fortunately, his face was thick enough, no matter how ashamed he was in his heart, he still didn't change his face on the surface, but he was a lot more polite than before.

Mo Xiu glanced at the old man and said, "Do you still need to try?"

"No! No! This little old man has already lost, even if you give me another hundred years, I will still not be able to refine that kind of Artifact," the old man shook his head repeatedly.

Mo Xiu said again, "What about the bet just now? Do you remember?"

"Bet, hehe... hehe..." the old man's smile was ugly, not knowing what to say.

He remembered that Mo Xiu said that he wanted the Su Family to surrender. Regardless of whether Mo Xiu was serious or joking, it was the Su Family's business, not his business. He could not represent the entire Su Family to compromise with this kind of thing.

Besides, he hadn't agreed to Mo Xiu's bet just now, it was Mo Xiu who started the refining without his authorization, but he didn't dare to say such things, otherwise, he still didn't know what Mo Xiu would think.

Seeing the old man pretending to be stupid, Mo Xiu knew that the other party wanted to fool around.

He didn't take it seriously, just pointed to the furnace that was in operation, "It's almost time to add more fire, otherwise, don't talk about Spiritual Weapons, even ordinary weapons will become wastes after refining."

"Ahh!"

The old man then remembered that he had thrown a piece of iron into the refining furnace, so he hurried to the refining furnace to add fire.

Mo Xiu achieved the purpose of this trip, no longer staying, motioned towards Yan Ran's eyes, and immediately walked away.

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After leaving the refining workshop, Yan Ran couldn't help asking, "Is that sword really a Divine Weapon?"

"No." Mo Xiu shook his head slightly.

"Then why did he say it was a Divine Weapon?" Yan Ran suddenly became a little confused.

"According to the legend of the Yan Kingdom, the birth of a Divine Weapon will cause the Thunder Tribulation to descend from the sky, but they don't know that the birth of a Peerless Weapon will also cause the disaster to descend," Mo Xiu explained.

"That sword you refined is a Peerless Weapon?" Yan Ran couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Yes." Mo Xiu nodded gently.

Yan Ran was silent for a short while, and did not ask Mo Xiu why he wanted to refine a Peerless Weapon but said, "Fortunately, only the old man witnessed at the scene this time, otherwise, the title God Refiner will shock the world."

Regarding this, Mo Xiu didn't take it seriously. After all, as the reincarnation of a top powerhouse in the Realm of Heaven, he had a means that ordinary people could not imagine.

Even if he was an enemy of the world, he would still not take it seriously, otherwise, he wouldn't have refined a furnace of twelve Storm Pills in front of everyone.

As he was about to say something, he saw several figures coming aggressively under the leadership of Luo Er.

"You are Young Master Wuji?" the leader asked.

Mo Xiu didn't respond to him but looked at Luo Er.

Luo Er raised her head and looked at Mo Xiu and quickly said, "Young Master Wuji, the Eldest Miss has some trouble in the Elder Council's meeting. Regarding your part, it seems that it needs you to explain in person."

The man who came in the lead nodded gently, "It's like that, come with us."

Mo Xiu had expected it a long time ago, so he ordered Yan Ran to stay, and immediately said to those people, "Lead the way."