647: Chapter 644 The Three Saints Appear

They wanted the benefits, but of course, they didn't want to shoulder any of the responsibility.

They were all shrewd individuals, and they could naturally see that holding the sword hoped they would choose the inheritance.

Now that they didn't need to take the initiative to give it up, it could be considered a good thing.

holding the sword nodded, "That is fine as well."

The one he had always favored more was Xie Feng, even though he had some connection to the Ultimate Sword Sect.

Back then, they wouldn't have even had the qualification to seek an opportunity to speak with a power of that level.

If it were their successor, giving away the inheritance wouldn't be a disgrace to it.

He then looked toward Chen De and the other three, "Since you have chosen the other option, then this inheritance shall be obtained by Xie Feng."

Having come all this way just to be a bystander, Chen De had no other choice.

He would just watch for now.

Once they were out, there might still be an opportunity.

For now, he would see what this so-called inheritance was like.

holding the sword beckoned, and the giant sword originally stuck in the ground immediately began to vibrate violently.

Bang!

In the next moment, accompanied by a massive explosion,

a sword beam soared into the sky, vanishing into the very top above their heads.

Zheng! Zheng!

After a moment of silence, the sound of sword cries suddenly echoed in every corner of the battlefield.

Chen De and the others naturally heard it loud and clear.

This Ancient Battlefield, having endured countless years of wear and tear, was no longer as powerful as it once was.

At this moment, with the re-emergence of a saint-level innate spiritual treasure, it actually became a bit more illusory.

Fortunately, such a change did not last for very long.

The sword cries only rang about three times before a streak of light descended from the heavens.

Its speed was extremely fast, coupled with its powerful sharpness.

Anyone below the Saint Realm would definitely be unable to block it; even a peak Quasi-Saint would be like a mantis trying to stop a carriage before it.

During that descent, Chen De and the others were directly beneath it, and they could clearly feel the space-time around them becoming stagnant.

They couldn't dodge; there was no way to dodge.

This was the thought in their minds.

Of course, holding the sword clearly didn't have the intention of killing them.

The giant sword didn't slow down at all during its descent, but it eventually landed steadily in holding the sword's hand.

As for the momentum carried during the descent, it had already vanished without a trace.

It was no exaggeration to say that just from that moment of emergence, if it hadn't been restrained, this Ancient Battlefield would have almost been destroyed.

As for holding the sword's projection, the moment he grasped the giant sword, his entire aura changed.

His previous affability was nowhere to be seen, as he became like a pure swordsman.

Except for the sword, there was nothing else in his eyes.

An invisible sword intent radiated from him, pressing the others so hard they couldn't move.

A sword cultivator with a sword and a sword cultivator without a sword were two completely different concepts.

However, for Chen De and the others, especially Xie Feng, the most fundamental gap between them and holding the sword was—realm!

The gap between Immortal and Saint; even if he was just a projection anchored in a spiritual treasure, the power of a Saint was not something an Immortal could compare to.

With the chasm-like difference in realm, even very ordinary techniques could become incredibly terrifying under the enhancement of the realm.

holding the sword didn't say anything more after taking the sword, but instead swung a strike toward them—or rather, toward what was behind them.

By the time Chen De reacted, the sword qi had already struck the target.

Before their eyes, a massive crack appeared, and from around the crack, dense patterns began to grow.

Crack!

The sound of glass shattering rang out.

The original crack had now disappeared, replaced by a black sphere.

All around the black sphere were various strange symbols; they were arranged in a certain pattern, constantly shifting to form a sort of formation.

At first glance, Chen De immediately recognized it; this was precisely the scene after the seal that he had seen in the playback.

However, compared to back then, there were still some slight differences.

And those symbols, except for Chen De, caused everyone else to feel dizzy upon seeing them.

Their faces even turned a bit pale, clearly suffering from a backlash.

Observing across realms inevitably required paying a price.

This wasn't the playback, which could grant immunity to the backlash of seeing things of the Saint Realm.

Judging by the scenes in the playback, this backlash should still be a weakened version; otherwise, they would have been dead by now.

Those symbols were divided into three different colors, and the feeling they gave Chen De was also distinctly different; they likely represented three different Saint Realm experts.

After taking a single look, the five people immediately lowered their heads and significantly weakened their personal perceptions.

Although Chen De was unaffected, he didn't want to stand out too much and followed suit with the series of actions.

While his head was lowered, he still caught a glimpse of the seal from the corner of his eye.

The Evil-Slaying Killing Formation...

Putting everything else aside, he had to find a way to get his hands on the Evil-Slaying Killing Formation and study it properly.

Since it was specifically designed to target the Evil God camp, he had to be on guard.

The seal manifested once more within the Ancient Battlefield, and holding the sword pointed his blade toward it.

A beam of light shot out from the sword's tip, injecting itself into the seal.

At first, the seal didn't change at all, as if it were dormant; its operation even slowed down by thirty percent.

Then, it suddenly burst with brilliant light, and its operating speed accelerated to several times its original rate.

At the same time, besides holding the sword, two other distinctly different pressures appeared in the area.

One of them was quite familiar to Chen De and the others; it was the owner of the sacred ring bell, the ancestor of the Sacred Ring Sect from back then.

As for the other one, although unfamiliar, they knew it was the Saint Realm expert who used the small pebble spiritual treasure.

Among the three Saint Realm experts, this one's spiritual treasure was also the most thoroughly destroyed.

Up until now, holding the sword's had been completely repaired, and the various parts of the sacred ring bell were still present, with the possibility of being reassembled.

Only his spiritual treasure had been smashed into oblivion during that battle.

However, the owners of these two great pressures did not condense physical forms; instead, two consciousnesses remained.

Unlike holding the sword, they didn't have an intact saint-level innate spiritual treasure to anchor themselves to, so the less they consumed, the better.

By consuming less, the maintenance time of the seal would naturally be longer.

"So many years have passed."

"It seems a suitable candidate has been found."

The consciousness of the Saint who used the small pebble spiritual treasure spoke.

"These five people are all quite good; they've severed one corpse, which is considered the cultivation of the Early Stage Quasi-Saint. Saint Ring, the road ahead won't be easy to walk."

The consciousness belonging to Saint Ring also spoke, "No matter. Since they have already started, they might as well keep going. You Quan, I was able to make it through back then, so they might be able to as well."

"Oh~" Hearing what Saint Ring said, You Quan became interested, "What, do you plan to give them that technique of yours from back then?"

"That is the only way."

The one speaking was not Saint Ring, but holding the sword with the giant sword in hand.

He said, "Breaking through to the Saint Realm is a life-or-death gamble to begin with. Even if they use the Three Corpses Severing Method, it won't be much different."