Chapter 944: Co‑Refining the Eight Turns

Yan Buji sat cross‑legged on the solitary cliff as if an old monk in meditation, heavy seals arrayed around him like layers of copper walls and iron barriers, tightly protecting him. The mountain wind howled past him, roaring in bursts, yet the fierce wind could not disperse the solemn hue between his brows.

"Abni Sword…" Yan Buji murmured softly, his hand slowly brushing the jet‑black long sword at his waist. This Abni Sword is his primary Accumulation Device; although he seldom wields it, the sword was painstakingly refined by him and has now reached the Seven-turn Immortal Accumulation realm.

Yan Buji stared at the Abni Sword, thinking silently: "If I could fuse the Soul‑Burying Sword and the Seven‑Kill Sword with it, perhaps…" A flash of resolve crossed his eyes, as if he had already decided to risk a trial.

"Bet it all!" Yan Buji suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing. He swiftly formed a hand seal, muttering incantations; as his technique resonated, the Abni Sword slowly hovered before him, its blade trembling slightly, seeming to sense his resolve.

At the same time, the Soul‑Burying Sword and the Seven‑Kill Sword appeared as if summoned, taking positions on the left and right of the Abni Sword. The three swords echoed each other, emitting a shrill clang that reverberated through the valley and lingered.

Yan Buji inhaled deeply, steadied his mind, then released the Wenwu Fire from his palms. This Wenwu Fire is the result of years of cultivation; the flame has two layers, an outer blazing martial fire and an inner gentle literary fire.

He first thrust the Abni Sword into the Wenwu Fire; the blade turned crimson under the scorching flames, as if about to melt. Yan Buji dared not slacken; he focused entirely on controlling the temperature and intensity of the Wenwu Fire, carefully re‑refining the Abni Sword.

As time passed, the blade of the Abni Sword began to soften, its once‑hard steel gradually warping. Seeing this, Yan Buji immediately threw the Soul‑Burying Sword and the Seven‑Kill Sword into the Wenwu Fire as well.

The three swords intermingled within the Wenwu Fire, entangling each other, their colors constantly shifting—sometimes as black as ink, sometimes flashing with strange light, as if undergoing a complete metamorphosis.

Suddenly the previously calm situation was shattered; a mutation erupted! The blood‑colored eye of the Seven‑Kill Sword seemed to spring to life, snapping open and exuding a bizarre, terrifying aura. At the same time, the Seven Chain Tattoo on Yan Buji's arm activated, breaking free of its restraints like a pack of ferocious vipers, lunging at him as if to devour him.

Facing this sudden turn, Yan Buji did not panic; a cold smile curled at his mouth, as if everything was within his expectations. He calmly presented the Swallow Desire Pot.

"I've been prepared for this move all along!" Yan Buji barked lightly, pouring the Swallow Desire Pot without hesitation.

In an instant, a surging torrent of lustful desire burst forth like a breached dam, rushing straight toward the Seven Chain Tattoo. The desire flood carried an immensely powerful force, as if capable of devouring everything.

Simultaneously, the Soul‑Burying Sword in Yan Buji's hand suddenly emitted a strong black light, resonating with the desire flood from the Swallow Desire Pot, jointly suppressing the rebellion of the Seven‑Kill Sword. Though the Seven‑Kill Sword is famed for subduing the primordial spirit, Yan Buji's Swallow Desire Pot is likewise a potent artifact that can affect the mind, its foundation even deeper than the Seven‑Kill Sword.

After years of meticulous honing, the Swallow Desire Pot has perfectly aligned with Yan Buji's Extreme Desire Path, the two complementing each other and amplifying their power. Under the dual suppression of the Swallow Desire Pot and the Soul‑Burying Sword, the Seven‑Kill Sword's resistance gradually wanes.

Finally, with a crisp clang, the three swords truly began to fuse. On the blade of the Abni Sword, the pattern of the Soul‑Burying Sword slowly surfaced, and at the spine a narrow fissure opened, allowing the blood eye of the Seven‑Kill Sword to settle firmly within.

At the guard, seven miniature chains entwine, forming a hand guard.

The steps of refining into accumulation and shaping are complete; next is sealing and forging!

The entire fusion process lasted seven days and seven nights.

On the eighth dawn, a jet‑black sword light shot skyward, triggering a celestial anomaly! Clouds within a thousand‑mile radius formed a massive vortex, thunder roamed like dragons and serpents.

"Eight-turn Immortal Tribulation......"

Yan Buji looked up at the heavens, his eyes showing no fear.

The newly forged Abni Sword hovered above his head, its blade flowing with dark‑gold patterns, and a faint blood‑red flow hinted at the tip.

Boom!

The first tribulation thunder roared down like a giant dragon, a bucket‑thick purple bolt striking the blade. In an instant, the world changed hue, lightning flashed, thunder roared, as if the end of days had arrived.

Yet astonishingly, the Abni Sword emerged from the terrifying thunder unscathed! Moreover, it acted like a famished beast, opening a massive maw and swallowing the thunder completely. After devouring the thunder, the blade quivered slightly, emitting a crisp chirp as if cheering.

Immediately after, the second, third… up to eighty‑one tribulation thunders poured down like a raging storm, each fiercer than the last. Yet the Abni Sword remained as steady as Mount Tai, swallowing each thunder without any sign of retreat.

After the eighty‑one thunders, the sky cleared, sunlight poured again, illuminating the Abni Sword and making its blade glitter with dazzling light.

At that moment, the Abni Sword let out a clear, long cry, like a phoenix reborn, then automatically flew back into Yan Buji's hand.

Yan Buji gripped the Abni Sword tightly, feeling an unprecedented surge of power flood his limbs and bones. He widened his eyes, astonished, and said, "This is…"

He quickly looked inside the Abni Sword and saw a sword‑shaped Void Pill nestled within.

The Void Pill was encircled by seven chains; originally those chains bound his power, but now they behaved like tamed beasts, obediently circling the Void Pill and becoming part of the Abni Sword's strength.

"Eight-turn Immortal Accumulation, the sword attains the Dao of the Void!" Yan Buji rejoiced wildly, letting out a long howl. He brandished the Abni Sword and slashed toward the distant mountains.

The slash seemed ordinary, lacking radiant blade light or deafening roar, yet the moment it cut, the thousand‑meter‑high peak crumbled as if made of paper, disappearing without resistance!

Not a collapse, not a shatter, but a direct erasure from existence, leaving no dust behind.

"What a fine Abni Sword!"

Yan Buji lovingly stroked the blade.

The Abni Sword has already transcended the Seven-turn Category, directly reaching the Eight-turn.

This is Yan Buji's first Eight-turn Immortal Accumulation sword since he began cultivation; although its use is a bit clumsy now, once he breaks through the He Dao Realm, he should be able to wield it smoothly.

The sword contains the power to bury souls and extinguish spirits, the might of the Seven‑Kill soul‑binding, and also merges all of Yan Buji's insights into the Nether.

The tattoo on his arm has already faded, but the power of the seven chains can be summoned at any time.

The hidden threat of the Nether Child is thus resolved.