C314 Holy Sword of Slaughter
C314 Holy Sword of Slaughter
The distant door was ajar. He raised his head and saw a few meters of withered grass in the courtyard blocking Dou Tian's line of sight. There was no life in the courtyard. It was completely deserted. The outside of the courtyard was like two different worlds.
Was this really the residence of the Primordius Battle-Saint?
Pushing open the wooden door, Dou Tian walked in. There was a stone path leading to the main hall of the small courtyard. The moment he stepped on the stone road, Dou Tian felt a strong killing intent.
Soon after, he seemed to have seen a bloody scene. A man stood at the peak of a tall mountain with his back to the common people and his hair flying in all directions. His imposing back gave people a strong pressure.
Upon closer inspection, the tall mountain beneath his feet was actually made up of countless corpses.
"How many people do we have to kill?"
Dou Tian's pupils constricted as his lips trembled. This was too frightening.
Suddenly, the man with his back to him slowly turned his head. He held his breath and concentrated, wanting to see the true appearance of that back.
However, the man hadn't completely turned his head around. It was just a side profile. Dou Tian could clearly see that the corner of his mouth hooked into a strange arc.
"Pfft!"
Before he could clearly see the man's face, Dou Tian spat out a mouthful of blood and regained consciousness.
"What happened just now?"
Dou Tian shook his head. He felt a headache coming and forced himself to calm down. Looking at the tightly closed door, he took a deep breath and walked in.
With a creaking sound, the wooden door opened, and a surge of blood-colored gales gushed out from within the room. Mixed within the gales was traces of freezing cold energy that seeped into the bones. Dou Tian's body abruptly froze on the spot, as he trembled uncontrollably.
"So cold!"
Dou Tian's entire body shivered as his teeth continued to clench together. His body had even been frozen into a layer of ice.
In a split-second, a black and a gold light rushed out from Dou Tian's body. The Nether God Battle Soul floated above his head as the Heavenly Gold Fire Soul burned its entire body from the inside out.
The ice instantly melted and a wave of warmth engulfed Dou Tian's meridians.
When Dou Tian regained his senses, his eyes suddenly fell on a black stone in the middle of the hall. Above the black stone was a blood colored Long Sword.
There were strands of Bloody Fog surrounding the blood colored Long Sword. Dou Tian instantly understood that the illusion he had seen before was caused by this blood colored Long Sword.
"What a terrifying saint artifact."
Dou Tian took a deep breath. A trace of greed flashed in his eyes. However, he soon calmed down. How could this sword create illusions for others?
However, he was already here. Could he give up just like that? He was also a bit unwilling.
"Let's give it a try first. I'll leave if there's anything abnormal."
Dou Tian said confidently, then walked step by step towards the blood colored Long Sword.
When he was three feet away from the blood colored Long Sword, Dou Tian saw two words engraved on the sword — Asura!
"Asura Holy Sword?"
Dou Tian was astounded. He was very clear why Asura meant this. This was synonymous with killing and bloodshed.
Just by looking at the name Dou Tian, one could tell how terrifying this Asura Holy Sword was. Recalling the scene from before, Dou Tian couldn't help but shiver and feel somewhat hesitant in his heart.
"Forget it. Obtaining this sword might not be a good thing."
Dou Tian sighed and turned around, preparing to leave.
However, at this moment, a drastic change occurred. The Asura Holy Sword started to emit a blood-colored halo, enveloping Dou Tian. Dou Tian's body seemed to be out of his control as he turned around and extended his right hand towards the Asura Holy Sword.
Dou Tian's face was twisted. His eyes were bloodshot as he tried to break free from the bindings. His right hand continuously trembled, but he ultimately stopped.
The Asura Holy Sword seemed to have also felt Dou Tian's struggle. The Bloody Fog became denser, wanting to completely subdue Dou Tian.
"The sword is a dead object after all. How could I, Dou Tian, be under your control?"
Dou Tian laughed coldly. Suddenly, the Nether God Battle Soul and the Heavenly Gold Fire Soul appeared at the same time as two gigantic flows of soul power rushed towards the Asura Holy Sword.
Hu hu!
The room was filled with gales, but the strange thing was, the Nether God Battle Soul was actually constantly extracting Bloody Fog s from the Asura Holy Sword, like a mad dragon absorbing water, its speed was extremely astonishing.
The Asura Holy Sword seemed to have seen something terrifying and began to tremble crazily. Unfortunately, Dou Tian would not give it any chance to continue extracting its Bloody Fog.
After almost half the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Dou Tian finally saw the Asura Holy Sword stop struggling. Its entire body was crimson red like blood.
"Pah!"
After a long while, Dou Tian grabbed the Asura Sword and spoke with squinted eyes:
"Sword is a good sword, it's a pity if it is destroyed. Coincidentally, I still lack a suitable weapon."
After which, he wielded the Asura Sword in his hand and slashed out with his sword. Streaks of sword qi whistled out, and soon after, the sound of a crisp sound rang out as the entire courtyard collapsed.
"This?"
Dou Tian was completely dumbstruck. He never thought that the Asura Holy Sword would be so powerful. To be able to wield just a sliver of soul power to such a degree, this power must be something that only a saint artifact could wield.
The Nether God Battle Soul was able to suppress the Asura Holy Sword, so the fear in his heart towards the Asura Holy Sword had completely disappeared.
Suddenly, Dou Tian's gaze swept towards the black rock. He discovered a tattered book at the bottom of the black rock.
After taking a look at the book, Dou Tian's eyes lit up as he impatiently opened the book. This was actually a battle skill manual.
With a cursory glance, he saw that this battle skill had a total of three great sword moves. However, there were no words to describe it, only a few diagrams.
However, Dou Tian was not disappointed. His mind was drawn to the Battle God Catalog in his dantian, and all of a sudden, the several pictures in his dantian seemed to come to life as an image appeared before his eyes.
Dou Tian focused his attention and watched, afraid that he would miss something. After a long while, Dou Tian's body also began to move. Following the movements of the illusionary figure, he entered a kind of selfless state.
Time passed. After an unknown amount of time, the Little Demoness and the rest of the people on the lakeshore started to get anxious.
"What is Ol 'Three doing? It can't be that he was bewitched, right? It has been dancing in there for a month, could it be that he really obtained the inheritance of the Primordius Battle Saint?"
Fatty curled his lips. They really wanted to wake Dou Tian up, but they had no way to withstand the terrifying gravity within the lake.
"From the looks of it, he must be cultivating a battle skill and has entered the Realm of Self-Actualization."
Lin Feng squinted his eyes, which were filled with envy.
"But we didn't come here for nothing. If I were to meet that Hu Jue right now, we will definitely beat him up until even his parents won't be able to recognize him."
The fatty said viciously.
In a month's time, they had all broken through to the Nascent Infant Battle Dao Stage and Lin Feng was only one step away from the peak of the Nascent Infant Battle Dao Stage.
"Let's not waste time either. Before he wakes up, I need to break through my Peak of Nascent Infant Battle Dao Stage."
Lin Feng left behind these words, before he once again jumped into the lake.
A few days later, Dou Tian finally stopped on the central island and said:
"Three great sword moves, one sword is more tyrannical than the other, and one sword is more lethal than the other. Unfortunately, I only managed to comprehend the first sword strike, Blood Slaughter, while the second and third sword attacks are too mysterious and can only roughly simulate the trajectory of their trajectory. I doubt even the experts in Word Law Battle Magic Stage can comprehend them, but the first sword strike is enough for me to look down upon Nascent Infant Battle Dao Stage."
Dou Tian took a deep breath, a look of satisfaction flashed past his eyes, then he raised his head to look at the few Little Demoness s in the distance and muttered:
"Yanbei Imperial City Fall Hunt, I, Zhan Tian, am here."