Chapter 6 Chapter The Sword Monarch

The white moons in the sky, and all is silent.

In the room, two figures stood opposite each other, motionless.

The scene before Yun Que lost all their luster, presenting a picture that he had never seen before.

He was in the middle of a void, surrounded by mist, as if floating on the bottom of the sea, like a dream.

"Where is this?"

Yun Que looked down to check, and he had actually turned into a shadow-like illusory body!

"Am I dead and this is the netherworld?"

Yun Que looked around, trying to determine where he was.

"This place is called the Sea of Divine Sense, the abode of the divine soul, and all people have it."

The Medicine Taoist's voice came from all directions, exultant in its emptiness, "I am lucky that your sea of consciousness is actually so vast, enough to harbor a powerful primordial spirit!"

With Yun Que's smart, he had already guessed a lot from this few words.

The Medicine Man was actually planning to take over his body!

The two cold and icy words 'take over' would send shivers down anyone's spine no matter who thought of them.

Legend has it that there is an evil method in the cultivation world that can occupy another person's body with the primordial spirit, take over the physical body, and regain a new life.

Yun Que finally figured out the cause and effect.

It turned out that Chu Xi was a shell cultivated by the Medicine Taoist. Since he died, Yun Que became the next target of the Medicine Taoist.

No one wanted to be occupied by an outsider in their physical body, and Yun Que was no exception.

He ran wildly through the mist.

But no matter how much he ran, the Medicine Taoist's laughter always echoed nearby.

"It's no use, little mouse, you can't escape my palm, heh heh heh."

The rampant laughter was one of absolute confidence!

Yun Que stopped, his heart fuming.

Fight!

Rather than letting his own soul ruined, he would not let people succeed in taking over his body.

A gust of wind blew, and the mists dispersed, revealing the figure of the Medicine Taoist.

The moment he saw him again, Yun Que's heart sank to the bottom.

The Medicine Daoist's body was as tall as a small mountain, more than a hundred times more powerful than himself!

In front of the Medicine Taoist's primordial spirit, Yun Que was like a pitiful little worm that someone could crush with a single foot!

The difference in strength was too great, and other than waiting for death, Yun Que couldn't think of any other way.

Such a strong primordial spirit, he was by no means a low-ranked cultivator.

His cultivation was unfathomable!

"Taoist Master, you have a high level of cultivation, why would you need to take over a small person like me."

Yun Que suggested very sincerely, "There are many experts in the Sword Palace, you should go and find a talented one to take over their body."

The Medicine Taoist laughed from above,

"Taking away the body is different from other methods, the higher the cultivation of the target, the stronger the primordial spirit must be, and it is extremely easy to fail. To be on the safe side, it is best to take away the body of a young man who has just begun to cultivate, and you, you are the best candidate."

The Medicine Taoist exuded a terrifying pressure as he spoke, and Yun Que was like being in the middle of a tornado, unable to move.

In front of the Medicine Taoist, his power was tantamount to a mantis.

"I have a word, I don't know if it's appropriate to speak or not!"

"Say it."

"I'll fuck you up!"

"Die, sharp-tongued little rat."

The Medicine Taoist sneered and opened his mouth wide.

As long as he devoured Yun Que's divine soul, he would be able to take his place and become the Lord of this place.

Just as the Medicine Daoist thought that there was no longer any suspense in taking over his body, the mist around him suddenly surged up, gradually evolving into a pitch-black river.

A strange long river with no end in sight flowed out of nothingness.

"What's this!"

Medicine Daoist exclaimed, "How can there be a river in the sea of divine consciousness? No, this isn't a real river, this is a river of souls!"

Countless souls floated in the dark river water, male and female, old and young. They were killing each other, devouring, floating and sinking. They had no faces, as if vicious souls and evil spirits.

The endless black river was like a hell!

As the long river surged forth, the pressure on Yun Que's body suddenly disappeared.

In front of him, a middle-aged man covered with a tattered black robe emerged, his long hair hanging down, and his face was pale.

"The Yun Clan, finally have a Sword Monarch..."

The man in black let out a whisper, like a murmur from the distant past.

"And who are you?"

Yun Que was surprised, not expecting there to be anyone else besides the Medicine Taoist.

It's not a teahouse and wine shop where you can listen to stories, it is my Sea of Divine Sense. Why there are so many people?

"My name is Empty Death, one of the Nine Disasters."

The black-clad man's eyes were devoid of emotional fluctuations and filled with dead silence.

"The fact that I can absorb the sword qi from the sword talisman turns out to be because of you! Do I have a spiritual root or not?"

Yun Que couldn't wait to follow up.

Since he was one of the Nine Disasters, it meant that he was the sword spirit of the Nine Disasters Sword!

The man in black named Empty Death shook his head slowly.

"I really don't have a spiritual root..." Yun Que said in dismay.

"It doesn't matter if you have a spiritual root or not."

Empty Death's said in low voice , "Spiritual qi can be used to strengthen oneself, so as the sword qi. Since you have awakened the Nine Disasters Sword, you should cultivate with sword qi, and all the world's famous swords are your stepping stones."

Yun Que rolled his eyes and said, "Man, you must be kidding."

There were countless powerful people in the world. Who dared to say that they can take the famous swords as a stepping stone. He must be kidding.

Empty Death didn't explain anything.

Between the swinging of the black robes, the countless ferocious souls in the river water actually changed into thousands of sharp swords!

In an instant, the entire river was strewn with sword light, becoming a sea of swords!

"This is the Forgotten Sword River, imprisoning hundreds of millions of dead souls and sword spirits, these dead souls were all sword experts in their lives, driving them, they can destroy the sky and the earth."

Looking at the boundless black sword river, Yun Que froze.

Not to mention the power, but with this number of billions, it would be able to smash a large army when it was blasted out!

"How to drive them?"

"Can't use it for a while."

"Why?"

"Your cultivation is too low, taking out the sword spirits will easily backfire and kill yourself."

"That's fine, when I slowly increase my cultivation, I can manage it myself."

Empty Death shook his head again.

Yun Que was puzzled and said, "Am I wrong?"

"That's right, an increase in cultivation does allow you to harness the Sword Spirits, but you don't have the time to slowly cultivate it."

"No time? What's going on?"

Empty Death looked away from the Endless Sword River and said with a low voice,

"You opened Forgotten Sword River, and from then on, you gained the power of my sword spirit; there are nine sword spirits in the Nine Disasters Sword, and it's unfortunate that my power is least suited to weak cultivators."

"So each of the nine sword spirits has a different power, so what power are you?"

"The Death of the Nine Disasters."

Empty Death calmly added, "the Nine Disasters Sword has become a sword vein. You need to keep sucking in sword qi in order to delay the outbreak of the power of the Death Tribulation, or else you will be sucked dry of your flesh and blood by the sword vein, and become one of the Sword Spirits."

Yun Que wanted to curse when he heard it.

"With other swords, I can't kill others, but with this sword, I will even kill myself." Yun Que said helplessly, "Then what use do I have for you, Uncle Empty Death?"

"At least, no one can kill you before being engulfed by the power of death."

As Empty Death whispered, splashes erupted on the River of Forgotten Swords, and a new Sword Spirit fell into it.

It was the Medicine Taoist!

The original mountain-sized Medicine Taoist's primordial spirit was as small as a drop of water in the river of swords.

"Little bastard, you punked me! Your sea of consciousness is actually connected to hell! Let me out of here! Quickly let me go!"

The Medicine Daoist roared in fear and desperately struggled.

"It's too late to realize that now, stay in hell for New Year's Eve, you old bastard." Yun Que waved goodbye.

"Spare me! I'll give you the Immortal Pill of Agelessness! I'll give you the Sword of Ultimate Swordsmanship! I also know many secrets, I'll tell you all of them! I'm actually from..."

Yun Que was listening intently when he realized that there was nothing more to say.

When he looked up, the Medicine Taoist had already sunk into the River of Swords.

In a few moments.

The Medicine Man's head fought its way out of the water, hissing like a maniac.

"A sword in the vicissitudes of the sea breaks a thousand years!"

Shouting out his last words, the Medicine Daoist's primordial spirit was ripped into the bottom of the river by countless dead souls, completely becoming one of the sword spirits.

"Hey Uncle Empty Death, he was going to give me the ultimate sword technique, why did you sink him." Yun Que was dissatisfied.

"The ultimate sword technique? Heh."

Empty Death's tone fluctuated for the first time, and he said with a faint loneliness,

"My sword can break all the laws of the world."

Then why didn't you let me live first, Yun Que complained in mind.

Although he had obtained an amazing sword vein, he had also ushered in a huge crisis.

If the cultivation speed couldn't catch up with the speed of the explosion of the power of the Death Tribulation, it would surely be a dead end.

It seemed that the first goal in the future was not to cultivate, but to find the sword...

Right, the Sword Palace!