Published: March 3, 2025
Chapter 812: Second True Inheritance! (Seeking Subscription!!)
"Pop~"
Bubbles burst, and hot magma splashed everywhere, causing ripples to form on the red lake's surface.
With the "Holy Flame Token," Liu Yu followed the route in his memory and quickly arrived at the third level of the secret realm without any obstacles.
Lava, flames, floating island fragments.
The temperature at the third level of the secret realm was extremely high, with an incredibly rich fire attribute spiritual energy.
However, many of the originally orderly floating island fragments had been destroyed in the great battle years ago, and over the years, many had naturally fallen, leaving only a few behind now.
It looked desolate and lonely.
Just like the formation that maintained the secret realm, after thousands of years, all floating island fragments would eventually fall and be destroyed.
Standing on the small platform at the entrance of the third level of the secret realm, feeling the intense temperature in the air, Liu Yu silently observed the scene before him.
The small platform and the passage he had come through still bore numerous traces of magic duels.
These were remnants from that battle back in the day; even now, through the thick layer of dust, some could still be faintly seen.
Standing at the edge of the small platform, Liu Yu locked onto the location where the Holy Flame Sword had once hovered with just a glance.
Then, his powerful spiritual consciousness, extending over five hundred miles, spread out and touched every corner of this space.
Neither the damaged formation nor the extremely hot magma could hinder his spiritual sweep.
In the next moment, Liu Yu's expression changed as he instantly locked onto the location of the Holy Flame Sword fragment.
He formed a single-hand seal and used "Controlling Artifacts Technique," pointing to the lower left in the air.
"Clatter"
In the next instant, a sound of rushing water came from below.
A small white spiritual light broke through the magma, rapidly expanding in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, it was right in front of him.
This object was about the size of a thumb, and its sharp tip identified it as a shard of a certain sword.
The fragment was entirely silver-white, with an extremely sharp tip, indicating that it was extraordinary.
Even after lying at the bottom of the lake for a hundred years, its surface remained smooth and without any signs of scorching.
The Holy Flame Sword had once been a true treasure; this shard was naturally not something ordinary magma could destroy.
The magma below looked frightening, but it posed little threat to golden core cultivators; if a foundation establishment cultivator was well-prepared, they could even "take a bath" in it.
Melting magical artifacts and spiritual artifacts was the limit; unless decades passed, it was nearly impossible to destroy a magical treasure.
Holy Flame Sword Fragment!
Liu Yu's heart stirred; just as he was about to reach out to grab the fragment, a noise from his waist made him pause.
"Clang~!"
The Sword of Ruin emitted a sound, its entire body trembling slightly.
Perhaps sensing the proximity of a part of itself, the sword left his waist without being controlled and slowly moved towards the fragment.
Through the tight connection of his mind, Liu Yu clearly sensed the slightly excited emotion of the sword spirit.
"Heh~"
He smiled slightly, not interrupting, allowing the sword to move of its own accord.
"Humming~"
Leaving his waist, the Sword of Ruin trembled slightly, its entire body radiating a hazy gray light.
A sense of decay, desolation, and chaos began to diffuse around it.
"Boom~!"
The might of the spiritual treasure, capable of destroying heaven and earth, also slightly leaked out.
In an instant, the entire space seemed to freeze, even the boiling magma below came to a sudden halt.
And that shard, as if stimulated, naturally emitted a red spiritual light.
A wave of fire attribute energy radiated from the fragment.
However, its might, although not reaching the true treasure level, was still far inferior to magical treasures, only slightly stronger than supreme spiritual artifacts.