Chapter 2248: Strong Ones' Battle Weapons

"Isn't the Ten Thousand Merchants Alliance Yao senior's enterprise?"

"Why have you stopped their supply?"

Ye Liuyun asked back.

Li Xianying, however, smiled at Ye Liuyun and asked back: "There are still many Martial Cultivators in the base; they have to go out to fight every day. Without resource supply, how can they recover?"

"If you say you'll cut off supply, then you cut it; who will trust you later?"

"The Martial Cultivators will feel a sense of crisis; who will dare to come to the Alien Battlefield in the future?"

"I heard you also have your own merchant guild; you do business the same way?"

Li Xianying's line of questioning left Ye Liuyun speechless.

This also made Ye Liuyun begin to reflect; these matters that move the whole body with a single hair are indeed not as simple as he thought.

The more powerful one is, the more one must consider longer‑term consequences.

Li Xianying's words taught Ye Liuyun, so he quickly performed a bow and thanked him.

Li Xianying waved a hand and paid no mind.

After all, Ye Liuyun is still young; achieving this result already is quite good.

"Ruan Haotian only places too much importance on that President's position, sidelining some capable people,"

"But he hasn't taken direct action against anyone; his handling of the Foreign Tribe is also diligent, so we have no need to fall out with him."

"As for resources, we can obtain them directly through Radiance; actually there's not much difference."

"It's just that sometimes no one reinforces us!"

Li Xianying explained to Ye Liuyun while walking.

Upon hearing this, Ye Liuyun decided to first understand the situation before speaking, not to jump to conclusions and target Ruan Haotian.

At this moment, Ye Liuyun's gaze was also drawn to the rows of coffins lining the road outside the city.

There were tens of thousands of these coffins, and some of them emitted an extremely terrifying ferocity that made Ye Liuyun's heart race.

"Is this a Defense Array?"

Ye Liuyun asked Zhao Hu again.

"Those are all warriors who died in battle!"

Zhao Hu, also looking at the countless coffins on both sides, said with emotion.

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Facing these coffins, Ye Liuyun felt a solemn respect.

But he didn't understand why, since they were all strong bodies, there was still such fierce aura.

Zhao Hu explained, "Inside these coffins, some only contain partial bodies of strong ones and their weapons.

Complete bodies are rarely collected.

Most of the weapons contain their Divine Sense, so that ferocity comes from these battle weapons.

These battle weapons hate the Foreign Tribe to the bone, constantly yearning to avenge their masters.

If they sense the Foreign Tribe's aura, they will immediately launch an attack.

Many battle weapons have accumulated years of resentment here, and the Divine Sense power within them keeps strengthening.

Therefore burying them here truly helps protect the base and defend against the Foreign Tribe.

Of course, if these battle weapons encounter a junior they deem worthy, they will send a signal, recognize a new master, and follow the new owner onto the battlefield to continue slaying the Foreign Tribe."

Ye Liuyun, upon hearing this, couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

These strong ones sacrificed themselves to protect the Human Race, and their battle weapons still inherit their will.

Only weapons that have been infused with Divine Sense by strong ones and have fought alongside them can be called battle weapons.

Ye Liuyun discovered that each coffin bore a name and a brief description.

"These strong ones will not be forgotten! Your master and we have decided that if we die in battle, we will also be buried here!"

Zhao Hu patted Ye Liuyun's shoulder and added.

Ye Liuyun silently nodded; before these coffins, he was moved, a surge of grief and anger welling up: "The calamities the Foreign Tribe have brought upon us must be repaid with their own blood!"

Perhaps spurred by his emotion, a war blade suddenly leapt out of a coffin, locking onto Ye Liuyun with blade intent.

The blade bore a conspicuous notch, clearly caused by a hard clash with an opponent's weapon.

Yet its ferocity and blade intent were not diminished at all.

Ye Liuyun instinctively used his own blade intent to block, to avoid injury.

At that moment, the Divine Sense within the war blade suddenly communicated with Ye Liuyun: "I am the Divine Sense inside this blade.

I cannot be sustained for long; I will soon dissipate.

Your blade intent is strong, much like mine.

If you swear to take me to slay the Foreign Tribe, I will recognize you as my master."

Li Xianying and Zhao Hu both paused, smiling as they looked at Ye Liuyun.

"This kid's luck is amazing; as soon as he arrived, a weapon took a liking to him!"

Zhao Hu sent a Transmission Voice to Li Xianying.

But Ye Liuyun drew his Demon Slaying Sword and declined the war blade's offer.

"Thank you for the kind offer, senior, but I have my own weapon!"

Ye Liuyun thought the war blade was fine, but still not as good as his own Demon Slaying Sword.

The Demon Slaying Sword resonated with Ye Liuyun's will, also displaying its blade intent, which in fact was no different from the war blade's.

Upon seeing this, the war blade could not be forced.

It hesitated, let out a long sigh, and said, "Rather than endless waiting and decay, I'd rather lend you a helping hand!"

At this point, it concentrates the entire sword's blade intent and power into a single point.

Then it transforms into a blade intent, charging straight toward Ye Liuyun's Sea of Consciousness.

In the end it abandons its blade and Divine Sense, converting all its power into blade intent and supplementing Ye Liuyun's blade intent.

Ye Liuyun immediately feels this surging blade intent, standing there to comprehend and refine it.

He now must refine this blade intent; otherwise he gains nothing and his own blade intent will be negated by it.

Fortunately, blade intent generally possesses a domineering, unstoppable aura; relying on his understanding, after a brief contemplation he absorbs this blade intent into his own.

The blade‑shaped blade intent seed in his Sea of Consciousness becomes even more radiant.

This also signifies that his blade intent has been elevated.

A Martial Cultivator rarely encounters such an infusion method, regardless of the realm being enhanced.

After all, few people sacrifice themselves to benefit others.

When Ye Liuyun regains consciousness, he finds the battle sword's Divine Sense has dissipated, falling back into the coffin and remaining still.

Ye Liuyun bows toward the coffin, expressing gratitude.

At the same time, the Demon Slaying Sword's blade intent, enhanced alongside Ye Liuyun, erupts with its domineering aura, causing nearby weapons' ferocity to recoil in shock.

Even Li Xianying and Zhao Hu involuntarily step back a couple of paces, astonished by Ye Liuyun's powerful blade intent.

This blade intent has completely surpassed Ye Liuyun's realm and even exceeds their weapons.

"Blade Intent Great Achievement!"

At this moment, Ye Liuyun finally has this clear feeling.

He feels that when he draws his sword again, nothing should be able to stop him.

He need not be in a desperate battle; that "unstoppable" sensation has already taken root in his heart.

Of course, this blade intent still requires him to continuously fuse it through real combat to bring it to its utmost.

After all, this Great Achievement realm was attained with others' assistance.

Nevertheless, crossing this step was far quicker than he could have improved on his own.