393: The Supreme Celestial Artifact "Soul Devouring True Spirit" Longsword

Before the words fell, White Cloud Master waved his large hand!

Swish! Swish!

Two brilliant beams of light instantly appeared on the High Platform!

On the left was a set of Treasured Armor, circulating with an earthy yellow halo and heavy as a mountain,

Mysterious Runes were inscribed on the surface of the armor, emitting a powerful defensive aura—a top-grade earth artifact Treasured Armor!

On the right was a pair of Wings, thin as cicada Wings and shimmering with multi-colored light!

The Wings gently flapped, causing ripples in space—a mid-grade heavenly artifact Wing Magic Treasure!

"These two treasures shall serve as the Prize for the Golden Core group and the Nascent Soul group's sparring matches!"

White Cloud Master said clearly, his gaze burning as he looked at Ye Wushang,

"As for the Prize for the Spirit Transformation Realm... we will entrust that to Vice Gate Master Ye!

I presume that given the Foundation of the Nine Nether Sect, the Prize you offer will certainly not disappoint us!"

Hiss—!

Seeing that pair of gorgeous, flowing Wings, countless people sucked in a cold breath!

Wing-type Magic Treasures are inherently rare and precious; the value of this pair of mid-grade heavenly artifact Wings is absolutely comparable to an ordinary high-grade heavenly artifact!

Whether for escaping or pursuing, they are supreme Sharp Weapons! White Cloud Master's generosity is truly immense!

What was even more brilliant was that he first revealed the Prize for the Golden Core and Nascent Soul groups, and their value was extremely high.

Especially those Wings, which instantly whetted everyone's appetite.

Then, with a casual line, "The Prize for the Spirit Transformation Realm is entrusted to Vice Gate Master Ye," he immediately put Ye Wushang on the spot!

Ye Wushang's expression instantly became extremely ugly!

How could he not see that White Cloud Master was setting a trap for him!

If the Prize he produced were lower in value than those Wings, or even just an ordinary high-grade heavenly artifact,

under the scrutiny of countless surrounding eyes, the Nine Nether Sect would immediately gain the reputation of being "stingy," "petty," and "less generous than the Yin Yang Sect"!

As fellow top Immortal Sects, they still needed to maintain face at this moment!

His gloomy gaze swept over the area behind him. There were two Spirit Transformation Cultivators he had brought this time.

One was Elder Dry Bone, a Mid-stage Soul Transformation Cultivator, and the other was a Black-Robed Person, a Late Stage Soul Transformation Cultivator.

His aura was cold and obscure, and he was one of Ye Wushang's biggest assets on this trip—the notorious "Blood Net" within the Nine Nether Sect!

Ye Wushang had absolute confidence in Blood Net's strength!

The Blood Sea Soul Refining Scripture he Cultivated was extremely malicious, and his fighting power far exceeded those of the same stage. He once achieved the terrifying feat of killing a Void Refining Early Stage Cultivator across stages!

Dealing with the Yin Yang Sect's Soul Transformation Cultivator was a sure thing!

"Hmph! Trying to pressure me with stakes? Dream on!"

Ye Wushang hardened his heart, but forced a sneer onto his face: "Good! Since Sect Head Bai is so generous, my Nine Nether Sect cannot be petty either!

I will provide the Prize for the Spirit Transformation Realm!"

He suddenly waved his hand!

Buzz—!

A stream of light, black as ink yet emitting bone-chilling sharpness,

suddenly shot out from his sleeve and hovered in mid-air!

It was a Flying Sword, entirely black and sinister in appearance!

The sword body was long and narrow, seemingly polished from the spine of some creature.

The blade edge was covered with fine serrations, and the hilt was a hideous skull!

The entire sword emitted a strong bloody smell and heart-stopping resentment.

The space around the sword body was faintly distorted, as if countless vengeful spirits were wailing!

A terrifying pressure, far exceeding all previous Magic Treasures, instantly spread out!

The sword's hum was low and wicked, seemingly capable of stirring up the deepest fears in people's hearts!

"Hiss—! A supreme grade heavenly artifact Flying Sword!"

"What terrifying Evil Qi! How much blood of living beings has this sword drunk?"

"Heavens! The Nine Nether Sect is actually willing to use a supreme grade heavenly artifact as a Prize?!"

"This sword... seems to have the potential to nurture an artifact spirit! Although it hasn't yet, it is definitely a top-tier supreme grade heavenly artifact!"

The entire Plaza erupted! Countless hot, greedy, and shocked gazes were fixed on the hovering Black Bone Sword!

A supreme grade heavenly artifact! And the Flying Sword with the strongest offensive power!

This was practically a Supreme Treasure that only a Void Refining Realm Mighty Expert could possess!

Its value far exceeded the pair of Wings White Cloud Master had offered!

Some Spirit Transformation Cultivators, and even Void Refining Realm powerhouses among the Loose Cultivators, showed unconcealed looks of covetousness!

As Ye Wushang watched the shocked reactions of the crowd, a twisted sense of satisfaction surged within him, even as his heart ached.

His cold gaze swept over the Yin Yang Sect members, finally settling on Yao Delong, his voice carrying provocation:

"This sword is named 'soul devouring true spirit,' and it is one of my Nine Nether Sect's Secret Treasures!

Today, it shall be the Prize for the Spirit Transformation Realm sparring match! Sect Head Bai, do these stakes meet your approval?"

A sharp light flashed in White Cloud Master's eyes, and he laughed clearly: "Vice Gate Master Ye is indeed heroic! This sword is excellent! It is settled then!

Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Soul Transformation—three realms of sparring, and the winner takes the Prize!"

"Wait!"

Beside Ye Wushang, the Black-Robed Person "Blood Net," who had been silent and whose aura was the most sinister and terrifying, suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice.

He slowly raised his head, revealing a ghastly face covered in bizarre blood-colored patterns beneath the Hood, like a Malevolent Ghost.

A pair of crimson eyes, like a Vicious Beast choosing its prey, stared intently at Yao Delong on the High Platform!

"Since the Prize for the Spirit Transformation Realm is so precious..."

Blood Butcher's voice was like sandpaper rubbing together, carrying a nauseating bloody smell,

"Shouldn't the rules of this sparring match also be changed?

Stopping after a light touch is too much of a game, and we won't be able to fully enjoy it! How about... life or death, no matter what?"

"Life or death, no matter what?!"

Blood Net's hoarse voice, like sandpaper rubbing and carrying a heavy bloody smell, swept across the entire Tianshu Peak Plaza like the Nine Nether's cold wind!

Instantly, the atmosphere, which had been boiling due to the supreme grade heavenly artifact "soul devouring true spirit" sword, suddenly dropped to freezing point!

Countless Guests sucked in a cold breath, their faces filled with shock and disbelief!

"Hiss—! Life or death, no matter what? Is the Nine Nether Sect trying to completely tear off all pretense of cordiality?"

"Madness! Demanding a Death Match at someone's True Disciple Grand Ceremony? This Blood Butcher has such a heavy Killing Intent!"

"It's clearly aimed at Yao Delong! They want to use this opportunity to eliminate this newly risen Qilin Son of the Yin Yang Sect!"

"Too vicious! This isn't sparring; it's clearly murder!"

Discussion surged like a tide, and everyone's gaze nervously focused on the High Platform.

White Cloud Master's brows furrowed tightly, and his expression instantly darkened.

His gaze was like lightning, staring directly at Ye Wushang, his voice carrying unquestionable authority:

"Vice Gate Master Ye! Today is the Promotion Grand Ceremony for my sect's True Disciple Yao Delong, a day of celebration!

If we engage in a Battle of Life and Death, any casualties on either side would ruin the scenery and harm the harmony between our two sects! This matter is absolutely unacceptable!"

Ye Wushang seemed to have anticipated White Cloud Master's refusal, and a premeditated fake smile appeared on his pale, gloomy face.

He spoke slowly: "Sect Head Bai, your words are mistaken. In sparring and Discussing the Dao, if one cannot go all out and is restricted, how can one fully enjoy it?

How can we truly test what the Disciples have learned?

Stopping after a light touch is nothing more than Flowery Fists and Embroidered Legs, merely superficial."

He paused, a flicker of cunning in his eyes: "How about this, you and I each take a step back.

The sparring remains, the rules are unrestricted, and the Disciples can exert their full power.

But if it truly reaches a life-or-death juncture, and a Disciple's life is in danger,

the Seniors from both our sides can intervene in time to save them.

This way, we can ensure the Disciples fight without reservation and display their full abilities, while also avoiding loss of life and harming harmony.

What does Sect Head Bai think?"