The seven colors of heaven and earth appeared at the same time, black no longer existed, and the previous pressure on Xia Huang was suddenly swept away.

Also affected by the disappearance of black, the black figure's movements were stiff and his steps stopped. "He" turned his head and looked around, as if he was incredible at the changes in the world. "His" eyes finally turned to the brilliant and dazzling light in the sky.

the sun——

The Jinghong Sword is shining with golden brilliance!

Before "he" could recover from all these changes, a broad red sword burning with blazing light had pierced "his" head!

On the body of the red broad sword, two simple characters are engraved - Kuangyang!

"You did not lose this battle." Xia Huang, who was holding the mad sun and piercing the black figure's head, looked at the black figure who was defeated by him, with an indescribable respect in his tone, "Not even a residual soul was left.

Under the circumstances, you can reach such an extent just by relying on your strength and the remaining instinct of your sword... You are a respectable strong man, but it is a pity that we do not live in the same era, so I cannot ask you for advice in person."

The black figure seemed to understand Xia Huang's words. Even though the Kuangyang Sword was still stabbed on his head, he still nodded slightly to Xia Huang and gently grabbed Xia Huang's right arm with his left hand.

A righteous and peaceful force instantly spread out from the black figure's left arm, passed into Xia Huang's right arm, followed Xia Huang's meridians, and flowed into Xia Huang's Qi Hai Yuan Fei.

"It's innate Qi!" Xia Huang recognized this power immediately, "'He' is transferring all of 'his' remaining power to me!"

This is a force as surging and powerful as the ocean tide! Its strength and abundance even exceed the total amount of Gang Qi in Xia Huang's body!

Since the original owner of this power has passed away, Xia Huang can absorb this power without difficulty or hindrance. However, this power is so powerful and abundant that Xia Huang cannot absorb it in a short time.

For own use.

Xia Huang quickly put away the Mad Yang Sword, sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and concentrated, letting this power flow between the Yuan Fei and the mind in her body for countless days.

Time passed quickly during cultivation, but Xia Huang, who was absorbing power, was completely indifferent to the passage of time.

I don’t know how much time passed, but when the last bit of power was completely used by Xia Huang, Xia Huang suddenly opened his eyes!

The moment he opened his eyes, two lightning-like rays of light seemed to shoot out from his eyes, and his whole aura changed accordingly!

The sixth level of Guiyuan Realm!

"The sixth level of Guiyuan Realm... Such a powerful force actually helped me break through to the sixth level of Guiyuan Realm... No... My current cultivation level has already reached the threshold of the seventh level of Guiyuan Realm, and I am far away from breaking through.

The seventh level of Guiyuan Realm is not far away." Xia Huang was shocked.

The Jinghong Sword did not know when it had returned to the scabbard on Xia Huang's back, but the black figure had not dissipated and was still standing in front of Xia Huang.

Seeing Xia Huang completely absorbing the power and making great progress in cultivation, the black figure nodded in relief.

"Thank you for the gift, senior!" Xia Huang stood up and saluted, expressing her heartfelt thanks!

The black figure did not respond to Xia Huang's courtesy, and his power was gone. His existence had come to an end. His black body flashed brightly and dimly. After a few breaths, he quietly disappeared into this world...

And the long black sword that "him" thrust into the ground also disappeared into smoke at the same time after its owner disappeared...

"Isn't this sword real?" Xia Huang was slightly shocked by this result.

Before he could figure it out, he suddenly felt dizzy again. When he came to his senses again, he had returned to the Ten Square Pagoda.

In the Shifang Pagoda, the old man with only his soul body left was looking at him with a smile.

However, this time, the old man's smile was filled with an unconcealable tiredness.

"How's it going? Are you satisfied with this gift?" the old man said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior!" Xia Huang saluted, "I just didn't know about this power..."

"This power was left by an old friend of mine. Back then, he also participated in the battle with the demon. Now, giving you his remaining power is both a gift and a trust. No matter what

Neither I nor he can slay demons personally. From today on, this responsibility will be officially entrusted to you." The old man's voice sounded unexplainable.

Xia Huang's heart sank for no reason, and when he was about to ask, the old man raised his hand to stop him.

"Don't rush to ask questions. The gift I just gave you is just the beginning. The reason why I give you the power left by my old friend is so that you can grasp the real 'gift'." The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to it.

He spoke of the black beam of light falling from the top of the tower, "Before, you were resisted by it. Now, it's time for you to inherit it."

"It? Senior, what exactly is this black beam of light?" Xia Huang was puzzled.

"You'll know it as soon as you grasp it."

Xia Huang nodded and walked to the pillar of light. With the experience of suffering a loss last time, Xia Huang was extra careful this time. He first mobilized all his energy and concentrated his power on his right hand to protect the meridians and flesh of his right hand. Then

After taking a few deep breaths, holding his breath and concentrating, he suddenly grasped the black light beam!

Being held by Xia Huang again, the black beam of light did not launch a counterattack like last time, but it conveyed an obvious sense of resistance!

The black light beam began to shake and tremble, as if it was about to escape from Xia Huang's palm. The black light beam shook with great force, almost forcefully shaking Xia Huang's fingers apart.

The entire Shi Square Tower seemed to be affected by the black light pillar, and began to shake violently. Everything in the Ten Square Tower could not maintain its original state due to the abnormal movement of the Ten Square Tower, and disappeared one after another. Only the old man stood still without shaking.

He stopped in the tower and closely watched Xia Huang's progress.

Seeing that Xia Huang's palm was about to be shaken open, the old man suddenly shouted: "Don't let go! Hold on!"

"Yes!" Xia Huang responded loudly, then gritted his teeth and held the black light beam tightly.

The wrestling between the two sides lasted for a full quarter of an hour. The square inch of land under Xia Huang's feet was soaked with his dripping sweat, and the black beam of light gradually lost its original resistance, becoming shorter and shorter in Xia Huang's hands.

It's getting thinner.

When the black light beam shortened to four feet in length, the original tingling sensation suddenly turned into a cold metallic touch.

Xia Huang took a closer look and saw that what he was holding in his hand was no longer a black beam of light, but a slender black long sword four feet long and two fingers wide! The blade and hilt of the black long sword transitioned naturally.

There is no separation, and there is a faint mysterious black energy lingering on the blade!

This sword was clearly the same as the sword held by the black figure he fought before!

"Old senior...this sword is..."
Chapter completed!