War God's Revenge

Zhao Shuo immediately drew his sword and retreated as he muttered to himself.    

He could not believe what had just happened!    

This was the Ancestral Sword!    

No one was his match. In his eyes, all life was as weak as ants. A casual swing of the sword could instantly kill anyone!    

Even if dozens of Ancient Martial Cultivator s at the peak of Stage Ten appeared in front of him right now, he was confident that he would be able to easily kill them all with just his own strength!    

But at this moment, his heart wavered.    

Just now.    

The Ancestral Sword was actually blocked by someone?    

If it was strenuous and he risked his life to block that sword strike, he could still accept it and still remain calm.    

However, the attack he had just used 80% of his power on was easily blocked with two of his fingers!    

It wasn't just Zhao Shuo.    

Nearby, Bai Ziyuv, Zhu Huang and Dongfang Jing were also gaping with their mouths wide open.    

Especially Zhu Huang and Bai Ziyuv, the two of them could be said to understand Ye Tian the best. However, it was precisely because they understood Ye Tian better, that was why a scene that went beyond their understanding of the category appeared.    

It was a feeling of helplessness as well as extreme shock!    

Mr. Ye... What kind of strength did he have?!    

The question that had always been lingering in his mind, once again popped into his head!    

In another direction.    

Old Master Zhu and Luo Heng looked at each other in dismay.    

The scene just now … They were stunned!    

The twin sisters were stunned for a long time, their eyes brightening up.    

They had followed the right person!    

"Mr. Ye actually blocked the Ancestral Sword?!"    

"And it only took two fingers!"    

Luo Heng exclaimed, before a bitter smile appeared on his face, "Looks like we're overthinking it."    

Old Master Zhu also nodded slowly, "The power of Mr. Ye is not something we can understand."    

Hu hu!    

At this moment.    

Zhao Shuo raised his sword again.    

"Stinky brat, you can talk about how you did it, but in front of my Ancestral Sword, there won't be a second chance to survive!"    

Zhao Shuo was full of doubts about the previous scene.    

He had a feeling that Ye Tian must have used a special trump card that could only be used once!    

Thus, he hurriedly raised his sword and prepared to end the battle quickly!    

Ye Tian looked at Zhao Shuo and said calmly, "You have gone mad."    

Zhao Shuo yelled: "Die!"    

This time, there was no hesitation. He waved the Ancestral Sword in his hand toward Ye Tian.    

"Let's see how strong my sword attack is under all my strength!"    

Zhao Shuo used 100% of his strength.    

Boom boom boom!    

The ground shook and caved in nonstop. The surrounding walls cracked, and even rocks fell from above.    

This maze was on the verge of collapse!    

Zhao Shuo's eyes had become completely red. He had become completely crazy, to the point that he could not even taste the saliva that was dripping from his mouth!    

Whoosh!    

A huge sword qi slashed out.    

This was destruction!    

The air was shaking!    

Immediately afterwards, the surroundings became silent. The power of this attack had already surpassed the level of sound.    

It was a sound that exceeded the limit of what a human could hear!    

"Ding!"    

But immediately, a crisp sound broke the silence.    

The same scene, the same scene.    

The ground had stopped shaking, and the surrounding walls were no longer cracked. There were no more rocks falling from the top, and the crumbling maze was once again in a state of consolidation.    

The huge sword qi dissipated on the spot.    

As for the Ancestral Sword, it was still a familiar scene. It was being gently held by two fingers and unable to advance an inch.    

"How could it be, how could it be …"    

Zhao Shuo's face looked old. He was already very old, but now he looked even older.    

Continuously using the Ancestral Sword had consumed a lot of his life force and vitality.    

Especially that sword strike just now, it had consumed almost all of his essence energy and was now incomparably weak!    

At the same time, his originally crimson eyes gradually became clear.    

It was as if he was slowly recovering from a state of madness!    

Of course, this was also because the Ancestral Sword in his hand was slowly escaping his grasp.    

"This sword is not something that you can use."    

Ye Tian's voice rang out, and then he took the Ancestral Sword out of Zhao Shuo's hands and held it in his own.    

Zhao Shuo was shocked.    

"Why did you take it away?"    

Zhang Lingfang had said that as long as the Ancestral Sword was in his hand, unless he lost it or his life was exhausted, it would not be taken away, even if he had to cut off his hand!    

Ye Tian's response was very simple.    

He gently caressed the body of the Ancestral Sword as a special feeling rose up within him, as if the sword should have belonged to him.    

The Ancestral Sword also responded. It seemed to come to life as it gently responded to Ye Tian. The body of the sword rubbed against Ye Tian's body.    

It was as if he had found his master!    

This scene was truly astonishing!    

"I didn't expect to receive the inheritance of the ancestor and even a divine sword …"    

Ye Tian muttered to himself.    

He thought of the coffin he had seen in the maze.    

In fact, it was the ancestor's coffin.    

Inside were the ancestors' legacies.    

It was precisely because Ye Tian accepted the ancestral inheritance that he took so long to do so.    

As for his current strength …    

Even he himself did not know!    

"But you belong here."    

Ye Tian muttered.    

Buzz, buzz, buzz …    

The Ancestral Sword responded as though it was talking to each other.    

Ye Tian said, "Your power can only be used in this maze. Once you leave the maze, your power will completely dissipate and become an ordinary sword."    

As soon as he said that.    

Zhao Shuo, who was the closest to her, was dumbfounded.    

This sword can only be used in this maze?    

Old Master Zhu and Luo Heng, who were at a distance, were stunned for a moment. Then, they revealed an expression of understanding, as if they had understood something.    

"No wonder the North Sky Pavilion allowed Zhang Lingfang to obtain the Ancestral Sword so easily."    

"No wonder the North Sky Pavilion did not borrow the Ancestral Sword to rule the world!"    

"No wonder the Ancestral Sword was so powerful, but no one has ever seen anyone using North Sky Pavilion before."    

"So it can only be used in this maze!"    

Old Master Zhu and Luo Heng immediately understood.    

This was indeed a scheme!    

A conspiracy!    

Everything seemed to be logical, but in reality, every step was clearly calculated by someone!    

Including Zhang Lingfang and Zhao Shuo, they were just abandoned pawns!    

They even took into account that Zhao Shuo would take over the Ancestral Sword from Zhang Lingfang!    

Whoosh!    

At this moment, Ye Tian raised his hand.    

An aura burst forth from his fingertips and a hole appeared in the top of his head.    

The sunlight from outside instantly shone in.    

It coincidentally surrounded Ye Tian.    

Under the sunlight, the ancestor sword that was humming as if it was alive was now lying in Ye Tian's hand like a dead object.    

Not a single hint of a sharp aura appeared.    

Indeed.    

How could such a terrifying divine weapon be used without any restrictions?    

So he could only use his divine power in this maze.