Sword Saving the World

"A sense of justice is quite strong. However, this was not a matter of justice or injustice. However, once this person is revived, I will become his sacrifice and you will die under his hands. " He Nian Bing said coldly.    

    

"I understand. Now, only by destroying this so called seven and eight cycle of rebirth will we be able to get out alive. " Fan Wuji whispered.    

    

As he spoke, Fan Wuji arrived in front of the second coffin. The sword danced like a flower, and the seemingly gentle and light stab had the monstrous strength to pierce through a small mountain. Although the material of the coffin was special, it could not withstand such a huge force.    

    

After the coffin was broken, He Hui continued to push the Taotie Shadow behind him to devour the soul of the coffin. The golden coffin suddenly began to violently tremble. After a few moments, the coffin opened and an old man with white hair and wrinkled skin walked out.    

    

The old man had no life in him at all. He was clearly a dead man. The old man had a black nail stuck into his forehead. Presumably, this nail was the so called Soul-Fixation Spike. It was a type of demonic treasure that could pin a dead person's soul into a corpse.    

    

"So he's an old and dead King. I'm afraid that he's exhausted all his longevity and hasn't stepped into the Immortal stage of the Immortal Soul stage, so shortly before he died, he set up this Sacred Land maze. He wanted to use seven or seven souls to revive the dead." Fan Wuji revealed a hint of understanding.    

    

"You forced me to do this. After leaving the coffin the next day, my body will rot within a few days. But as long as I kill all of you, I can count this little girl's soul as exactly forty-nine souls. For this day, I waited two thousand three hundred and sixty-one years, three months and six days. I've been in the coffin so long the next day, and I've finally got to this day. " The old man roared.    

    

If he wasn't a dead man, his face would've been twisted long ago.    

    

"Old man. You are already a damned person. He actually killed forty-eight people with special soul bodies for the sake of his own life and his own selfish ambitions. Not only have you killed them, you've also nailed their souls to their coffins and corpses. Fan Wuji coldly shouted.    

    

He raised the long sword in his hand and activated his Butterfly Steps, rushing towards the old man with the intention of killing him. The old man was a king himself. He had comprehended the mysteries of the soul, so his battle skill and awareness were extremely high. With the help of his corpse, he could also display a considerable amount of strength.    

    

Fan Wuji was also not an easy opponent. He was an extreme genius who had defeated a King. It was just that his current cultivation was only at the Xiantian realm, and he had a type of control over his strength.    

    

The two battled nonstop.    

    

He Xin Xin, who was beside them, didn't even look at the two of them as she focused on eating the souls in the coffins one by one.    

    

About two hours later, He Nian Xin had already swallowed more than twenty souls. On the side, Fan Wuji was already engaged in battle with the old man. Fan Wuji's source sword intent was the Absolute Intent, and it was also at the fourth level. In terms of profundity, it was more profound than most second level mysteries, and it also had the assistance of the half-step Perfection Mystery. It fully displayed the elegant style of a swordsman.    

    

At this time, the old man couldn't attack for a long time. He wanted to stop He Nian Xin, but he was always knocked back by Fan Wuji's sword. He was anxious and furious. One must know that the souls of special soul bodies belonged to him. Now that he had walked out of the coffin the next day, his body began to rot. If he could not use the Seven Resurrection skill to revive himself today, then it would be the day of his true death.    

    

The old man's heart was in turmoil, and he was extremely hesitant. He shook his teeth, and finally said in a deep voice, "Soul Igniting Law!"    

    

The so-called Soul Igniting Technique, as its name implied, was to burn one's own soul to greatly increase one's strength in a short period of time. This secret technique was similar to the one Fan Wuji used in the past. Back then, Fan Wuji had relied on the forbidden art of life to have the power of the Extreme Realm King for a short period of time.    

    

For the elderly dead man, his tyrannical soul was his last resort. After burning his soul, even if he was revived, due to the burning of his soul, his realm would plummet and it would be difficult to restore his cultivation level to the state of complete victory. The price was heavy for him, but he had no choice. If he couldn't revive today, all of his more than two thousand years of planning would be in vain.    

    

After soul immolation, his aura surged. In the span of seven or eight breaths, he had reached the Life and Death Realm.    

    

Seeing this, Fan Wuji's face became gloomy. Fan Wuji's soul was a king that had comprehended the power of the profound, but his corpse had no life or death realm strength, so Fan Wuji was able to fight him without losing. Now that he had temporarily recovered the power of the Life and Death Realm, in addition to his soul, he was able to unleash the battle prowess of a true King.    

    

The old man said hatefully, "You forced me to do this. "Sword wielding kid, go to hell."    

    

As he spoke, he waved the black spots, and his rotting hand, with a claw technique, struck out towards Fan Wuji.    

    

It was as the saying went, 'one strength to destroy all magics'.    

    

Fan Wuji currently only had the strength of the Innate realm, so it was impossible for him to block this strike. His body was instantly hit, and he was sent flying backward like a kite with its string cut.    

    

"Tsk tsk!" Girl, it's your turn to die. I'll kill you first, then take away your soul and the souls of the other coffins that were sacrificed to you, then I can be reborn. " The old man laughed sinisterly.    

    

His body flew towards He Nian Xin. And He Xin Xin let out a breath, and said mockingly: "I gave it my all." It's a pity that everything is in vain. "    

    

"Break!" Break! "Break!"    

    

He Nian Bing called out three times, and with every shout, her aura increased by a whole level. In three short moments, he had gone from the early stage to the great circle of the Spirit Sea, spanning three levels. All of this was thanks to her devouring more than twenty unique soul bodies.    

    

This type of soul without any impurities is a great tonic for a Soul Refiner without any side effects.    

    

After she recovered her great circle of Spirit Sea Realm cultivation and combined it with her comprehension of the second level, she could still display the strength of a Life and Death Realm King.    

    

At this moment, He Nian Xin and the old man quickly exchanged blows. The two retreated several steps at the same time, as if they were evenly matched. There was a smile on He Nian Bing's face. She understood that now that the situation had been set, the scale of victory was destined to lean towards her.    

    

On the surface, they were evenly matched, but the power of He Nian Xin was within himself. Even if they battled for several days, the power in their bodies would not be exhausted. However, this old man was different. He had ignited his soul, temporarily gaining the power of a king.    

    

Perhaps in less than an hour, his soul force would be greatly damaged and he would no longer be able to maintain his Ruler Armament. In that case, why would it be so easy to kill him?    

    

The old man had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight with He Nian Xin. Sure enough, after three quarters of an hour, his aura began to fall, and he lost the ability to fight as a king. Seeing this, He Nian Xin mustered all the strength in his body and performed a killing move.