NOVPUBHearing Xu Zimei’s words, Hong Tianfu was stunned for a moment but quickly recovered.
Although Xu Zimei and her companion were not planning to make a move yet, the five people ahead were still on guard.
Three young men looked at Xu Zimei and her companion warily. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
The old man and the young girl, however, had arrived at the site of the volcanic eruption.
The girl was dressed in a light blue gown and appeared to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.
It seemed she had just embarked on the path of cultivation not long ago.
The old man sported gray-white whiskers, and all his black hair was tied up behind his head.
He appeared to be energetic, wearing a cyan-green robe.
"Uncle Ming, please," the girl, her face still youthful, said in a low and gentle voice.
"Miss, I’ll try," the old man named Uncle Ming said with a nod.
"This broken sword has already been tainted with malice and is very difficult to subdue."
After speaking, Uncle Ming took out a snowflake-shaped object from his Storage Ring.
Or rather, it was an actual snowflake.
Xu Zimei watched with interest from the sidelines.
"Thousand Mountain Snow!"
She had not expected the other party to even have such a thing prepared; Thousand Mountain was a snow-covered mountain.
A famous mountain that was shrouded in ice and snow all year round.
It was said that a long time ago, Thousand Mountain was no different from any other ordinary mountain range.
Later, a Monster Beast named Ling Yu underwent its Heavenly Tribulation at the summit of the mountain.
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Tribulation was too fierce, and it killed Ling Yu on the spot on the mountaintop.
After Ling Yu’s death, its body decayed within the mountain, and ultimately due to its True Fate essence,
the area was perpetually covered in thick snow and the climate grew cold.
In Thousand Mountain, aside from ordinary ice and snow, there was also a scarce item called Thousand Mountain Snow.
It was formed by the fusion of Ling Yu’s True Fate essence with snowflakes after its death.
It represented the ultimate power of ice and snow.
...
Thousand Mountain Snow was rare; in Thousand Mountain, it was an existence that was fortuitous but not to be sought.
At this moment, Uncle Ming, holding the Thousand Mountain Snow in his left hand, had endless Spiritual Energy surging in his right hand.
Eventually, a massive Spiritual Energy palm formed and reached toward the broken sword inside the erupting volcano.
The broken sword seemed to have its own consciousness, watching the descending giant hand.
A sharp Sword Intent burst forth from it.
And it directly cleaved the giant hand in two.
This behavior seemed to have also enraged the broken sword within the volcano.
Endless flames surged around the sword, and the sound of "rumbling" explosions filled the entire space.
The whole volcano seemed to awaken as it began to shake.
The thick magma flowing beneath erupted, accompanied by a sword’s cry.
A sea of fire burst forth from the summit of the volcano, and the people nearby quickly took cover.
Meteorites and magma rained down.
Numerous cracks appeared on the mountaintop, and the scorching heat mixed with the scent of hot air blowing in the surroundings made it cruel and unbearable.
Within that sea of fire, a broken sword surged forth.
When the broken sword, accompanied by the sea of fire, soared into the sky, there was a "clang."
Its first target was the old man.
Carrying endless Blazing Flames, like the descent of the Fire God, the sword missile mixed with magma attacked the old man.
The old man’s expression turned solemn as he shielded the girl behind him.
Then the Spiritual Energy in his hands surged, directly activating the Thousand Mountain Snow.
Pure white snowflakes began to dance, and bursts of cold air were emitted, forming a transparent barrier at the center of his body.
Within the barrier, a flurry of snowflakes drifted down from the sky.
These molten lava strikes, upon hitting the snowflake barrier, were extinguished within it.
The scalding lava and the icy snowflakes merged into one.
The elder’s aura was commanding, his overwhelming holy might pressing down like the sky cutting through the sunlight.
Behind the elder surged his True Fate, which was a pure white longsword.
Grasping his True Fate longsword, he tread through the flying snow as he charged forward.
The broken sword surged within the sea of fire, the fire soared to the heavens, similarly charging forward.
With a "boom,"
Endless spiritual energy swirled around, turning the sea of fire into countless fireballs raining down in all directions.
Xu Zimei looked up, only to see the elder’s figure plummeting straight down.
The barrier of Thousand Mountain Snow shattered directly, and the elder, his clothes torn and face a mess, fell to the ground.
"Uncle Ming," the girl beside him shouted loudly.
"Let’s go," the elder, disregarding everything else, immediately grabbed the girl by the collar and made a disheveled escape towards the distance.
As the broken sword scattered the sea of fire across the sky, it covered the entire mountaintop.
The three youths who had been following before were all consumed by the sea of fire.
Xu Zimei watched this scene calmly, letting the sea of fire rise around him, yet he remained motionless.
"The sword has gained sentience," Xu Zimei murmured.
In the early days of the Wild Desolation era, the True Divine Sword once split into five fragments.
Some of these fragments had dead sword spirits, while others had spawned new consciousness.
The three pieces Xu Zimei had acquired earlier only had consciousness in the first piece; the other two were already lifeless.
The fourth blade fragment he now encountered had spawned a consciousness that seemed very violent.
After the elder had fled, the broken sword shift its focus to Xu Zimei.
Xu Zimei had long since sent Hong Tianfu away from here to descend the mountain; this was not a battle someone of his realm could engage with.
The broken sword seemed to sense the presence of other fragments on Xu Zimei.
It looked at Xu Zimei with a startled expression.
"Submit to me," Xu Zimei said indifferently.
No sooner had his words fallen than the broken sword appeared to be enraged.
Carrying the sky-wide sea of fire, the broken sword charged over with overwhelming momentum.
Xu Zimei waved his right hand, and the three previous fragments of the True Divine Sword flew out.
The moment these three fragments flew out, an unbeatable Sword Intent soared to the heavens.
There were three streams of unbeatable Sword Intent rising to the heavens, surrounding and encapsulating the sword blade.
Joined together, these Sword Intents directly suppressed the sword blade.
Seeing this scenario, the broken sword also seemed to sense something was wrong and attempted to flee.
With another grand gesture, Xu Zimei unleashed the Binding Immortal Lock, taking control of the entire broken sword.
Together with the three fragments, they were majestically locked away into Xu Zimei’s True Fate World.
When all had settled, the previously erupting volcano finally quieted down.
The broken sword was still struggling within the True Fate World, but Xu Zimei paid it no mind.
Having entered the True Fate World, there was no possibility of escape for the other party.
Descending from the volcano, Hong Tianfu was waiting for him at the foot of the mountain.
"Brother Xu, are you alright?" Hong Tianfu immediately approached and asked anxiously.
"I’m fine," Xu Zimei shook his head.
Hong Tianfu then breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Did you get your hands on the broken sword?"
Xu Zimei nodded nonchalantly.
"Brother Xu is truly extraordinary," Hong Tianfu could only remark.
He didn’t ask Xu Zimei how he managed to obtain the broken sword, but he surmised that Xu Zimei’s identity was likely extraordinary.
This broken sword had been in the Sword Tower of Ten Thousand Swords City for so many years.
