Published: March 3, 2025
CHAPTER 468: The Damaged Sword Blade
In that instant, all seven people froze in place.
The space around them seemed to become stagnant.
Even moving a finger felt incredibly difficult.
Liu Yu also shivered, suddenly feeling an overwhelming sense of dread, cold sweat breaking out on his back without him noticing.
Being enveloped by this terrifying might, which felt as deep as an abyss and as oppressive as a prison, made him feel as small as an ant—fragile as a sheet of paper, even weaker than willow fluff in the wind.
This overwhelming presence was far superior to the "cloud dragon's claw" he had seen before, surpassing it by an unknown number of times.
It even gave everyone an impulse to worship it.
This was the power of the foundation establishment realm, an absolutely unattainable force that transcended many levels!
Fortunately, this abyss-like might was fleeting and vanished in an instant.
“Whew~”
Liu Yu couldn’t help but let out a soft exhale, suppressing the tremors throughout his body.
That sudden pressure was truly terrifying; if it had lasted a moment longer, he couldn’t guarantee that he would still be standing.
This wasn’t because of Liu Yu’s weak will; it was simply due to the immense disparity, a shuddering instinct like that of an ant facing a dragon.
Beside him, Tang Tianbao, Zhou Ziwen, Uncle Yang, and the others were still trembling, unable to bear it even more than he was.
With unwavering determination and meticulous control over his body, Liu Yu quickly recovered from the pressure's intimidation.
At that moment, he realized he was feeling a chill on his back, only to find that he was already drenched in cold sweat.
"Is this the demeanor of a spiritual treasure?!"
"This is just a spiritual treasure that hasn't been successfully refined. How powerful would a true spiritual treasure be?!"
Liu Yu thought to himself.
Even though the pressure just now wasn’t specifically aimed at him, he still felt an instinctual shiver, showcasing how powerful a complete spiritual treasure could be.
Describing it as world-destroying was not an exaggeration at all.
Breaking free from the influence of the pressure, Liu Yu quickly walked to the edge of the floating island, looking down.
He wanted to see with his own eyes how the Holy Flame Sword would emerge.
The others took a second or two longer to recover and also walked to the edge of the floating island one after another.
“Pop, pop.”
On the surface of the lava lake, bubbles became denser and erupted faster, producing a series of explosive sounds.
Gradually, rings of ripples began to form on the lake's surface beneath the central floating island, spreading outward and growing larger.
With the continuous influx of spiritual power columns disappearing into the lake as the center, the ripples expanded further and began to affect the entire lava lake.
“What is that?”
Liu Yu’s gaze sharpened as he suddenly locked onto a shadow beneath the lake's surface.
Through the originally bright red lake that reflected light, he could see a huge shadow suddenly appearing where the spiritual power column had sunk!
The shadow grew larger and seemed to be rising continuously!
As the shadow ascended, a massive bulge gradually appeared on the lake's surface, with scalding “lake water” flowing to either side, a hot current blowing up towards the floating island.
Not wanting to miss the scene of the "sacred sword" appearing, everyone this time did not choose to evade the burning hot gust that could harm foundation establishment stage cultivators.
Instead, they raised their magical power shields, eyes fixed below.
Liu Yu also didn’t want to miss it; he raised a blue light barrier in front of him, focusing most of his attention below while keeping a small portion vigilant of his surroundings.
Although he was extremely curious, the group was not lacking in common sense, and no one rashly probed into the extremely high-temperature lava with their spiritual consciousness.
As the shadow beneath the lake grew larger, the bulge on the lake’s surface also rose higher, and the ascending scorching airflow increased, continuously depleting everyone’s magical power.