The light dissipated, and everyone was stunned. They were in a daze, looking at the divine sword that had been transformed into several segments on the ground. Their minds were full of shock and horror. They couldn't believe that the divine sword that was just perfect a moment ago would be transformed into two pieces during the catastrophe and the two elements.
Under the power of Tao, the divine sword was only cracked in two cracks, but at this moment it was blasted into pieces by the sword.
Ye Qiliu flew to Ye Sixuan and helped her up, but as soon as he touched Ye Sixuan's arm, Ye Sixuan grabbed her hand and shouted hysterically at him: "Go and see Yan Ting, hurry up!"
Ye Qiliu hesitated for half a breath, then nodded and flew towards the direction where Yan Ting was knocked away.
Under the ruins of a mostly-destroyed building, Yan Ting's arms were stained with blood and veins burst. Only a trace of consciousness remained to keep him from fainting.
Seeing Yan Ting's miserable state, Ye Qiliu frowned, took out a pill from his body, gave it to Yan Ting, and then carried him to Ye Sixuan.
"I've already fed him a hemostatic pill," Ye Qiliu said.
Ye Sixuan carefully tore open the clothes of Yan Ting's arms, revealing the bloody arms. Several shocking cracks were displayed in front of her eyes. Even she, who kills without blinking, felt scared at this moment.
"How are you? What's wrong with you?" Ye Sixuan asked carefully.
Yan Ting slowly opened his eyes, and a blurry figure gradually appeared in front of him. He only felt that his arms were numb and limp. He shook his head slowly and murmured softly: "No... I don't know... both hands.
He's unconscious...but the situation shouldn't be too bad. You should find someone to take a look quickly, otherwise, you won't be able to explain to your brother."
Ye Sixuan gritted her teeth and wanted to slap Yan Ting to death, but was afraid that her slap would really kill him, so she said harshly: "How long have you been and you are still in the mood to joke?"
Duan Ying picked up the fragment of the divine sword on the ground and stared at it. Suddenly, the fragment in his hand emitted red and blue light again, and Duan Ying was so frightened that he threw the fragment on the ground.
After the light flickered inside the fragment for a few breaths, it actually left the fragment and attached to Duan Ya.
This scene made everyone present stunned and dumbfounded. Yan Ting himself was also confused. How come Duan Ya still has this ability?
"What...what's going on?"
"Then why did the light shift by itself?"
Seeing Duanya, who was dressed in pitch black, emitting a faint red and blue light, flickering on and off, as if it would go out at any moment, although everyone was confused, no one dared to approach.
Cang Beijian muttered in his heart: "This black sword must be that boy's weapon. It can directly chop the divine sword into pieces. It must be of high level. It is at least a divine weapon. This boy looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old.
To actually control a magical weapon is really enviable."
The Great Elder of Wanjianmen was also depressed at the moment. Originally, he came here to try to fight for the divine sword so that Wanjianmen, who had lost the seventh level of Yuan Dao, could improve his strength to a higher level, but the result turned out to be like this.
The fragments on the ground had completely lost their luster, and even the white sword body had dimmed. This made Duan Ying feel strange. He mustered up the courage to step forward and pick up the fragments. After a moment, an unprecedented shock appeared on his face.
The power has completely disappeared.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Duan Ying's expression, Ye Qiliu asked immediately.
"Strange, even after any divine sword is broken, the power contained in it will not disappear immediately. As long as it is preserved with appropriate methods, it can be recast or repaired, but this divine sword has lost all its power.
, In other words, it is just a few pieces of scrap iron now, and even if it is recast, it can only become an ordinary sword."
A situation that had never happened before gave everyone a blow in the head, and everyone's head was buzzing.
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At a loss.
"Why is this happening?" Ye Qiliu tried his best to restrain his inner agitation and said in a calm tone.
Just kidding, the Ye family spent a lot of money to get the Meteor Flame Iron and Cold Iron. The time, energy and money behind them are all a lot of money, but these are nothing. The most important thing is the Meteor Flame Iron and Cold Iron.
Iron itself is extremely valuable, and it is extremely difficult to find a piece of it. Whether there will be a chance to find it in the future is still unknown.
Now it has become scrap metal. How can he accept this?
Duan Ying took a deep breath, his old face slightly solemn. He has been refining weapons for fifty years and has never encountered such a situation. However, this does not seem to be unexplainable. He has seen it in the handbooks of his ancestors.
A situation, roughly the same as this one.
"Perhaps it is because after the forcible fusion of two metals with mutually exclusive properties, meteorite iron and cold iron, the power gradually changed during the long-term refining of the purple spirit black flame, and a trace of spiritual wisdom was born, and the divine sword itself
It cannot withstand this force, so it will collapse, and your power will only accelerate its collapse, and that power will find a new carrier on its own after the carrier is destroyed. This kind of thing, we usually call it
Weapon spirit!"
Ye Qiliu pondered for a moment and said in a serious voice: "You mean, this divine sword gave birth to a weapon spirit, and the divine sword itself cannot bear the weapon spirit, so it will break?"
"That's roughly it." Duan Ying said.
Cang Beijian on the side suddenly laughed, he pointed at Duan Ying and said: "Master Duan, what you said is really ridiculous, not to mention that the weapon spirit is a spiritual intelligence that can only be gradually born after many years of a magic weapon. You
How could this divine sword that had just been forged exist? Even if it existed, how could the divine sword not be able to withstand its own weapon spirit? It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world. Master Duan, don’t forget that you are
The person with the highest weapon refining skills in the entire Yantian Empire, don’t you understand such a simple truth?”
"Cang Bei Sword, shut up!" Ye Qiliu scolded directly: "If he doesn't understand, do you understand?"
"Huh, Ye Qiliu, this sword is the material your Ye family is looking for. Now it's destroyed, don't you feel bad?" Cang Beijian mocked.
"The Ye family is rich, so they can't afford to cast a mere divine sword." Ye Qiliu said indifferently, and then looked at Duan Ying: "Master Duan, why is it that the weapon spirit is born after the divine weapon is cast?"
Duan Ying explained: "This situation is extremely rare, and its probability is less than one in ten million. The heat of meteorite iron and the coldness of cold iron are inherently mutually exclusive. Although they merge on the surface, they are actually constantly separated. They can be seen as
Enemies of life and death in a circle, either one will perish, or they will be separated and each will be fine, but when struck by an external force, the two forces of cold and fire will merge briefly, and at this time there is a very small chance for spiritual wisdom to be born."
"The meteorite iron and cold iron were gradually formed due to the power of the environment and experienced thousands of years of changes. Before that, they were just ordinary metals. Their own hardness was not even as good as black iron. In terms of their strength, they were just ordinary metals.
After being fused, the meteorite iron and cold iron in the divine sword briefly lost their power and turned into ordinary metal. At this time, they would break because they could not withstand the force, but they did not appear under the suppression of the purple spirit flames.
.”
"After the external force disappeared, the two forces of Han and Yan separated again. Ordinary metal was suddenly hit by the force. Naturally, it was impossible to withstand it. Coupled with the bombardment of the calamity and your power, there was a state of collapse. The young man chopped it into pieces with one knife.
The divine sword, the power of the weapon spirit came into contact with the power of the knife, and resonated for a moment. After the divine sword collapsed, the weapon spirit would of course find the sword directly, and then merge into it, becoming what you just saw.
.”
If such words were said from the mouths of Yuandao like them, they would probably become the butt of laughter, but the person who said this is the owner of Tianmu Villa, the number one weapon refiner in the Yantian Empire.
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, Refining weapons is unique to him, and its words are naturally the most convincing.
A trace of unwillingness flashed across Ye Qiliu's face: "So, is this divine sword already useless?"
"Yeah." Duan Ying said yes without any hesitation.
"In fact, the most fundamental reason is that this divine sword itself goes against common sense. It fuses two mutually exclusive metals together, and there is no extremely hard metal as a carrier to carry their power, so it is natural to crack. This
I also have a responsibility. I didn't remind you when I was casting it. I also thought that if it succeeded, I would be the first person in ancient and modern times. But it turned out like this and caused so many people to die. Alas, I am so confused when I get old.
!" Duan Ying looked painful. As a swordsmith, he ignored such a serious mistake. This was very stupid.
Tianmu Villa never cares about fame and fortune, but for a weapon refiner, how can reputation not be important? It is the highest honor to refine a magical weapon that is praised by the world.
Ye Qiliu sighed helplessly. The matter has come to this, and it is useless to talk about it. Since the divine sword has been damaged, it is necessary to seize the time to prepare another good weapon for Ye Sixuan, so that she can shine in the imperial discussion in a year and a half.
"It's really a ghost. Such a thing happened, but although the magic weapon was not obtained, at least the Ye family did not get it either." Cang Beijian murmured in his heart: "To see such a thing, this trip is considered worthwhile.
Already."
"Master Duan, since the magic weapon has been destroyed, staying here will only disturb your village's handling of the next matters, so I will leave first." Cang Bei Jian slightly handed over his hand, and then left directly with the people of Cang Tian Sword Pavilion.
This trip was originally to seize the Divine Sword for Cangtian Sword Pavilion, but the Divine Sword has been destroyed, and leaving it here is just a waste of time. Let these people deal with the aftermath.
All the families, Wanjianmen and other Jianzong also said hello and left one after another.
Passing by Yan Ting, Mo Jian sneered and said sarcastically: "You are not dead even if you do this. Your life is really good. I only hope that you will have such a good life when the time comes."
Yan Ting lay in Ye Sixuan's arms, looked at Mo Jian, and sneered: "My life has always been very hard, and I can always kill some people who think they are extraordinary but have a bad life. Be careful, I see your hall is black, and your life is bad."
It’s not very good.”
"Hmph, wait, I will kill you personally, and that person, I will also kill him. Of course, Ye Sixuan, and you, the imperial discussion is when we decide the winner." Mo Jian looked at it.
Ye Sixuan's eyes were full of fighting spirit.
Ye Sixuan didn't even look at him, but said coldly: "We're always here for you."
On the huge sword-making platform, only people from the Ye family and some people from Tianmu Villa were left. There were originally tens of thousands of people, but now there are only a few hundred.
Ye Qiliu snorted and looked at Duan Ya on the ground. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he went straight to grab him.
"I want to see what's so special about your sword that can break the divine sword."
Ye Qiliu grabbed Duan Ya with his palm, and suddenly a strong repulsive force hit Ye Qiliu's hand, and his body was bounced away several steps.
"This..." Ye Qiliu couldn't believe his eyes.
Duan Ying stared at him and said: "This weapon combines the spirit of the divine sword and absorbs the power of the divine sword. Why does it behave in an extremely normal state and bounce back when you touch it? What kind of divine weapon is this?
Soldiers?"
"Hey, let me tell you, can you send me back to my room to rest first, and then find a doctor to take a look at me before you take care of that knife? I'm going to die!"
Seeing that everyone's attention was on Duan Ya, Yan Ting roared out feebly. How could his life be compared to a weapon? This is really ironic!