With the Cloud Dragon Sword in hand, the phantom of a huge dragon appeared in Han Muye’s divine treasure.
The dragon’s scales exploded, and its claws and teeth were sharp. It opened its mouth and roared, as if it wanted to break open the divine treasure.
However, before it could roar, its eyes were already wide open.
A long sword hung quietly in front of it.
The green sword was cold, and the sword flashed with a murderous intent that could freeze everything.
A sword condensed from the soul.
The Sword of the Soul descended, bringing with it a strong gust. It split open the dragon’s head immediately.
Before the dragon’s broken body could recover, the golden characters of the Spell of the Mortal World appeared, emitting a halo and turning into a cage that locked its head.
Golden spiritual light turned into spears and stabbed at the dragon, shattering the dragon scales.
Traces of soul power were extracted from the dragon.
“Grandmaster, please spare me!”
The dragon opened its mouth and begged for mercy.
It was afraid.
It had never expected to face such a terrifying situation after falling into the divine treasure.
With the sharpness of the Sword of the Soul, it could even cut through its spiritual body.
There were also golden runes that emitted power that seemed to force it to submit and completely lose its spirituality.
It had only seen such a method thousands of years ago when it faced those experts above the Heaven Realm.
The only way to survive against such an expert was to beg for mercy.
Han Muye ignored the trembling dragon phantom in the divine treasure and poured faint sword Qi into it.
The sword trembled slightly, then seemed to let go of its resistance.
Images flashed through Han Muye’s mind.
Superior Cloud Spirit Iron Sword refinement, three layers of Soul Tempering Technique.
After forming a sword, it would be tempered by the soul and blood of the great demons of the Southern Wasteland. Then, with the nourishment of a Heaven Realm cultivator, it would become a Dharma treasure in 300 years.
The Dharma treasure had a spirit and turned into a cloud dragon.
This sword was called the Cloud Dragon Sword.
Wind and clouds appeared, and dragon shadows gathered.
This Cloud Dragon Sword became one of the cornerstone Dharma treasures of the Blazing Sun Palace and was in the hands of a few Heaven Realm cultivators.
The last owner of this sword was a Heaven Realm cultivator, Blazing Sun Palace’s Grand Elder Yu Hu.
He was also the founder of the Fire Source Palace.
Back then, when the Blazing Sun Palace was destroyed, Yu Hu stayed behind as a sect. After protecting those low-level disciples with potential into the Fire Source World, he left the Dharma treasure sword behind.
The Cloud Dragon Sword remembered Yu Hu’s instructions and protected these disciples to establish a force in the Fire Source World.
All these years, the Cloud Dragon Sword also remembered Yu Hu’s final instructions.
One day, someone who had cultivated the sword technique of the Blazing Sun Palace would come and revive it.
Palace Protection Sword Technique, Heavenly Dragon.
In the sword, sword qi and sword intent surged, pouring into Han Muye’s meridians.
This was the sword intent and sword Qi power that had accumulated in the Cloud Dragon Sword for so many years.
Because no one could guide and refine it, these sword intent and sword qi could only be treated as useless objects and left in the sword.
At this moment, sword qi and sword intent flowed, and the sword body emitted a carefree hum.
Han Muye not only saw the memories of the Blazing Sun Palace in the sword, but also the scene of the Fire Source Palace being devoured and suppressed by the cultivators from the outside world for generations, and the entire Fire Source World slowly falling into enemy hands.
Without enough experts holding down the fort, the Ethereal Dao Sect would have long destroyed the Fire Source Palace if not for the fact that they intended to use the Fire Source Palace as a whetstone.
“Ang—”
The sword body shook, and the dragon phantom in Han Muye’s divine treasure dissipated. It landed in front of him and transformed into a white-robed young man in his thirties.
“Zhao Yunlong greets Master.”
Zhao Yun, dragon?
Han Muye looked at the sword spirit in front of him and glanced at Wang Luosheng, the Palace Master of the Fire Source Palace, who was standing not far away. He said softly, “It’s not good for you to acknowledge me as your master, right?
“I’m not from the Fire Source Palace.”
Hearing his words, Zhao Yunlong cupped his hands and said, “I only recognize inheritances. You have the Blazing Sun Palace’s Heavenly Dragon Sword Technique inheritance, so you’re my master.”
Only recognize inheritances? Han Muye thought.
Then what if this inheritance was obtained by the Outer Realm cultivators?
When Han Muye thought of this, he was suddenly stunned.
Whoever obtained the inheritance would be the owner of the Cloud Dragon Sword.
Whoever obtained the inheritance would be the successor of the Blazing Sun Palace.
As for whether they were outsiders or enemies of the Blazing Sun Palace, was it important?
If the inheritance was not destroyed, the fire would be passed down.
The Palace Master of the Fire Source Palace, Wang Luosheng, took a step forward and bowed to Han Muye.
“Wang Luosheng, direct disciple of the Blazing Sun Palace, greets the palace master.”
Before Han Muye could speak, Wang Luosheng spoke again, “The ancestral teachings of the Blazing Sun Palace state that those who cultivate the Heavenly Dragon Sword Technique will become the master of the Blazing Sun Palace.”
The master of the Blazing Sun Palace?
Han Muye turned to look at Patriarch Tao Ran.
“There’s nothing wrong with being the Palace Master. At least, it’s justifiable for me to cultivate the Nine Sun Techniques.”
Patriarch Tao Ran’s voice sounded in Han Muye’s ears.
A soul transmission.
“Besides, you stole their sect-protecting Dharma treasure and sword. If they don’t recognize you as the master of the Blazing Sun Palace, the Fire Source Palace won’t be able to survive.”
Han Muye looked up at Wang Luosheng, who was bowing in front of him and nodded.
He looked up at Wang Luosheng, who was bowing in front of him, and Han Muye nodded.
Without the suppression of the Cloud Dragon Sword, the Fire Source Palace was powerless to resist the Ethereal Dao Sect.
“Let’s go. We’ll talk after these people settle down.” Patriarch Tao Ran flew away.
Han Muye flew after him.
Zhao Yunlong, who was dressed in white, bowed to Daoist Dayan beside him. “Daoist, after you.”
Hearing his words, Daoist Dayan patted Zhao Yunlong’s shoulder and chuckled. “Not bad, kid. You know the rules of first come, first served.”
With that, he turned into a breeze and followed Han Muye.
The sword spirit.
Wang Luosheng’s eyes widened.
And this was a sword spirit.
“Do you know why I acknowledged him as my master?” Zhao Yunlong’s voice sounded in Wang Luosheng’s ears.
“Only he can protect the Fire Source Palace and the legacy of the Blazing Sun Palace.”