Dugu Wei sighed briefly before taking Gu Qingfeng with him and flying toward the volcano's crater. Ignoring the spewing magma, they plunged straight into it.
"Junior Brother Gu, stay close. This isn’t ordinary magma—it’s molten rock from the earth’s core. Even a Heavenly Human Realm expert would struggle to withstand it."
Gu Qingfeng, currently shielded by Dugu Wei’s divine power, felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.
Even the Heavenly Human Realm couldn’t endure it?
Though Gu Qingfeng was confident in his own strength, he knew his physique hadn’t yet surpassed the Heavenly Human Realm. Even with his innate Sacred Body’s resistance to various energies, he doubted he could withstand this molten rock.
He’d probably melt within five minutes of soaking in it.
After traversing layers of magma, the two arrived inside the volcano.
The interior seemed artificially hollowed out, forming a vast space.
At the center lay a pool of molten rock, its fiery magma churning violently. And within that pool stood a dark-golden sword—none other than the Sword Sect’s supreme treasure, the Sword Heavenly Emperor’s imperial weapon, the Emperor Demon Sword!
The blade of the Emperor Demon Sword was submerged in the magma, revealing only its hilt. Chains of ten-thousand-year-old frost iron stretched from the hilt like a spider’s web, extending across the cavern walls.
A faint imperial aura radiated from the dark-golden sword, as if it were the sovereign of all blades, its majesty overwhelming the world!
The moment the two landed outside the molten pool, their arrival seemed to awaken the slumbering Emperor Demon Sword.
Hummm!
A soul-shaking sword cry erupted like divine thunder, causing the magma to boil violently, nearly erupting.
Dark-golden light surged like tidal waves, flooding the entire sword tomb, illuminating the world as bright as day.
The void trembled as countless streams of energy cascaded from the heavens, resonating with the Emperor Demon Sword. The sword’s cry grew louder, akin to the celestial hymns of the Great Dao—profound and mysterious—yet also like the whispers of a demon, deep and boundless. In an instant, the clash of supreme holiness and absolute evil erupted, shaking the heavens and earth!
Dugu Wei swiftly channeled his divine power to shield Gu Qingfeng from the sword’s cry.
Even with his Heavenly Monarch Realm cultivation, resisting the sealed Emperor Demon Sword was no easy feat. Beads of cold sweat dripped down his face.
Standing behind Dugu Wei, Gu Qingfeng stared at his broad back, barely resisting the urge to kick him.
Move aside already! Don’t block my path to power!
But Gu Qingfeng held back—after all, the Emperor Demon Sword would soon be his. There was no need to rush.
After roughly half an incense stick’s time, the sword’s cry finally faded, and the Emperor Demon Sword returned to stillness, as if nothing had happened.
Only then did Dugu Wei let out a relieved sigh.
"So this is the Emperor Demon Sword?" Gu Qingfeng asked eagerly, his eyes brimming with greed.
Fortunately, Dugu Wei was too exhausted to notice his junior brother’s unusual demeanor.
"Indeed, this is the Sword Sect’s supreme treasure, the Emperor Demon Sword! What we just witnessed was its warning. Having been sealed for so long, it couldn’t resist testing us the moment it sensed living beings.
Thankfully, it’s still sealed. Otherwise, even I wouldn’t be able to withstand its imperial might."
Gu Qingfeng’s eyes gleamed with a predatory green light, like a wolf spotting prey in the dark.
A single sword cry from a sealed state forced a Heavenly Monarch to exert his full strength!?
Just how powerful is this sword!?
If I obtain it… wouldn’t I become invincible!?
The more he thought, the more excited he became, nearly bursting into maniacal laughter. But he restrained himself.
Calmness in the face of great opportunity.
The Emperor Demon Sword wasn’t his yet. He had to remain patient—Dugu Wei was still watching. If he acted too suspiciously, the man might grow wary and stop him from taking the sword.
After all, he wasn’t strong enough to defeat a Heavenly Monarch yet.
With immense willpower, Gu Qingfeng suppressed his greed, forcing his expression back to normal.
In a voice laced with barely concealed excitement, he asked, "Senior... Senior Brother, what should I do next?"
Dugu Wei, oblivious to his true emotions, replied gravely, "Junior Brother Gu, your task now is to touch the Emperor Demon Sword and strive for its recognition. However, since the sword has been corrupted by demonic energy, contact may cause demonic qi to invade your body, potentially enslaving you as its sword thrall.
Thus, you must guard your heart at all costs. Do not succumb to demonic influence. With your talent, if you can resist, you may very well earn its acknowledgment."
Gu Qingfeng barely contained his impatience as he listened to Dugu Wei’s instructions. Nodding, he feigned nervousness and said, "Senior... Senior Brother, I’ll proceed now."
Seeing his "fear," Dugu Wei reassured him, "There’s no need to be afraid, Junior Brother. I’ll be watching closely. If things take a turn for the worse, I’ll intervene immediately. I won’t let the Sword Sect’s imperial heir perish here."
Gu Qingfeng could hardly hold back his exasperation. Afraid? I’m ecstatic!
Stop wasting time and let me claim the Emperor Demon Sword already!
"Go ahead, Junior Brother Gu."
The moment he heard these words, Gu Qingfeng nearly lunged for the sword. But he restrained himself, instead putting on an act of cautious hesitation as he slowly flew toward the molten pool.
When he finally stood before the Emperor Demon Sword, he could hold back no longer. Shedding all pretense, he grabbed the sword with a frenzied grip!
A cold sensation spread through his palm.
I’ve obtained the Emperor Demon Sword!!
Gu Qingfeng roared inwardly in triumph.
At the same time, the sword reacted as if a maiden had been violated—its dignity insulted beyond measure.
Hummm! Hummm! Hummm!
The blade trembled violently, its cries resounding once more as the world around them convulsed. A torrent of demonic qi, vast and unfathomable, surged from the sword and invaded Gu Qingfeng’s body through his arm.
Ding!
Host has been attacked by the Emperor Demon Sword.
Sword Intent +100,000 +100,000 +100,000......
Ding!
Congratulations, Host! Sword Intent has reached its limit. Indestructible Sword Body has advanced to the Minor Achievement stage!
Gu Qingfeng was instantly overwhelmed with joy. Just a brief touch, and my Indestructible Sword Body has reached Minor Achievement!?
Feeling the immense power surging within him, he knew his physical body alone could now rival a Heavenly Two expert. With the Barbarian Totem activated, he could crush a Heavenly Three!
And this was only after a moment’s contact! His Sword Intent was still skyrocketing. With the Emperor Demon Sword in hand, reaching the Immortal Body level was only a matter of time!
"Kekekeke..." Gu Qingfeng could no longer contain himself. He burst into maniacal laughter, his body wreathed in demonic energy, his hair wild, his face twisted like a demon crawling from the abyss—a being of absolute darkness!
"From this day forth! Across heaven and earth, I alone shall—"
Bam!
Before he could finish, an overwhelming force struck him, sending him flying uncontrollably through the air.
He landed outside the molten lava pool, but the moment his feet touched the ground, an inexplicable force restrained him, leaving him immobilized.
Just then, Dugu Wei's urgent voice rang in his ears: "Junior Brother Gu, you’ve succumbed to demonic influence! Guard your heart and regain control!"
Gu Qingfeng, who had been dazed until now, finally snapped back to reality—only to erupt in fury, feeling as if he were about to explode on the spot.
"Demonic influence my a!"
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Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
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and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
