Chapter 618: Internal Strife in the Heavenly Court, Enemy Shadows Lurking

The originally dense demonic energy had also vanished without a trace, replaced by a pure power.

"This sword is choosing you!" Xiao Yisheng said suddenly, her voice filled with disbelief.

"Choosing me?" Lin Xuan was even more confused, "Isn't it the weapon of Nitian Mozun?"

Xiao Yisheng shook her head, a glimmer of memory flashing in her eyes.

"In the Primordial Era, the Hun Dun Demon Blade was not originally called by this name," she said slowly, "Its true name is the Primordial Holy Sword, a sword of justice forged by the hand of the Primordial Immortal Lord!"

"What?!" Lin Xuan widened his eyes in shock.

"The Primordial Holy Sword was one of the most powerful divine artifacts of the Primordial Era, representing light and justice," Xiao Yisheng continued to explain, "Later, during that great war, Nitian Mozun seized this sword and used evil power to pollute it, which is how it became the Hun Dun Demon Blade."

"But the power of the World-Purifying Heavenly Tribulation cleansed the evil aura from its body, allowing it to return to its original form!"

Hearing this explanation, Lin Xuan finally understood the abnormal behavior of the demon blade.

It was not here to attack him, but to return to its true master!

The Hun Dun Demon Blade rotated slowly in the air, its tip pointing toward Lin Xuan's chest.

But it did not attack; instead, it emitted a soft humming sound, as if calling out for something.

"It is waiting for you to grasp it," Xiao Yisheng said, "The Primordial Holy Sword has acknowledged you as its master."

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment.

Although Xiao Yisheng said this sword had been purified, it was, after all, a legendary weapon of slaughter.

What if there were some accident...

Looking at the unconscious Xiao Yuan in his arms, a look of determination flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.

To save his beloved, he would charge through even a mountain of blades or a sea of fire!

Lin Xuan slowly extended his right hand and grasped the hilt of the Hun Dun Demon Blade.

"Hum!"

The sword body instantly erupted with brilliant light, no longer the evil black light, but a holy white light!

A powerful force surged into Lin Xuan's body like a tide.

He could feel the purity and power of this force, far exceeding any divine ability he had mastered before.

But at the same time, Lin Xuan also felt the price of the divine artifact.

Every time the Primordial Holy Sword is used, it consumes one's own lifespan as the price!

This sword was too powerful; a mortal body simply could not withstand its full strength.

"So that's how it is," Lin Xuan said with a bitter smile, "There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world."

Xiao Yisheng looked at him with concern.

"You felt the price?" she asked.

"Yes, every use consumes lifespan," Lin Xuan nodded, "But for Xiao Yuan, this little price is nothing."

Just then, Xiao Yuan in his arms suddenly stirred.

Her eyelids trembled slightly, as if she were about to wake up.

"Xiao Yuan!" Lin Xuan called out in pleasant surprise.

Xiao Yuan slowly opened her eyes, but shockingly, her pupils had turned silver-white!

That color was as pure as moonlight and as deep as the starry sky.

"Lin Xuan..." Xiao Yuan's voice was very soft, yet clearly audible.

"Xiao Yuan, you're awake! That's great!" Lin Xuan was so moved that his eyes filled with tears.

But Xiao Yuan's expression was very calm, even somewhat ethereal.

"I saw... many images..." she said slowly, "Of the past, of the future..."

Xiao Yisheng looked at Xiao Yuan's silver-white pupils in shock.

"Precognition Eye!" she gasped, "The backlash of the World-Purifying Heavenly Tribulation awakened her precognitive ability!"

"Precognition ability?" Lin Xuan did not quite understand.

"A divine ability capable of seeing fragments of the future," Xiao Yisheng explained, "This is an ability that was extremely rare even in the Primordial Era!"

Xiao Yuan struggled to support her body and sat up.

Her silver-white pupils gazed toward the north, as if looking at some distant scene.

"Nine Nether Cold Spring... is surrounded..." she said softly.

"What?" Lin Xuan and Xiao Yisheng exclaimed at the same time.

"Shadow Legion... heavily surrounded... Samaier Wang is waiting for us..." Xiao Yuan said, describing the images she saw in fragments.

"Samaier Wang is there too?" Lin Xuan's expression turned grave.

Xiao Yuan nodded, a complex light flashing in her silver-white pupils.

"This is a trap... but it is also our only chance..." she said.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yisheng asked.

"In the future I saw... only this path can save me..." Xiao Yuan said weakly, "Although dangerous... we must go..."

Lin Xuan gripped the Primordial Holy Sword tightly.

Since it is a trap, then he would charge right in with his head held high!

"Xiao Yuan, can you see the outcome?" he asked, "Can we succeed?"

Xiao Yuan shook her head.

"The future is constantly changing... I can only see fragments... the final outcome... is blurred and unclear..."

She paused for a moment, then continued: "But I saw... the light of the Primordial Holy Sword... shining in the darkness..."

Lin Xuan looked at the divine sword in his hand.

Although using it requires the price of one's lifespan, since hope was seen in Xiao Yuan's precognition, it is worth a try.

"Since that is the case, let us continue forward!" Lin Xuan made his decision, "Even if it is a trap, we must charge through it!"

Xiao Yisheng nodded.

"Now that Xiao Yuan has awakened, I can perform some healing Art of Techniques for her," she said, "It should be enough to sustain her until we reach the Han Quan of Jiuyou Gu."

Xiao Yuan struggled to stand up; although her body was still very weak, her mental state was much better than before.

"I can walk," she said firmly, "And with the precognition ability, we can avoid some dangers in advance."

The three of them reorganized their equipment and continued to advance in the direction of Jiuyou Gu.

Lin Xuan carried the Primordial Holy Sword on his back, and the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus still emitted Buddha Sect light from his chest.

Xiao Yuan followed closely by his side, her silver-white pupils scanning the surroundings from time to time, observing fragments of the future.

Xiao Yisheng held a compass to lead the way in front, her footsteps much faster than before.

Although a trap awaited them ahead, at least they now had the power to resist.

The reawakening of the Primordial Holy Sword and the acquisition of Xiao Yuan's precognition ability both gave this adventure more chances of success.

Night fell once again, and a blood-red moon hung high in the sky of Mo Jie.

Three tiny figures moved forward on the desolate Gobi, marching toward an unknown fate.

And in the depths of Jiuyou Gu, Samaier Wang was sitting by the Han Quan, waiting for the arrival of his prey.

"Primordial Immortal Lord, Purifying World Immortal Maiden," he sneered and said, "This King has already prepared the final burial ground for you!"

The Nantian Men of the Heavenly Realm was stained with blood.

Nezha led the remnants of the Heavenly Court troops and stumbled inside.

This group of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, once majestic and awe-inspiring, now had less than half their number left.

Everyone bore wounds on their bodies, their armor damaged and their weapons notched.

"Quick! Close the Nantian Men!" Nezha ordered loudly.

The Tianjiang responsible for guarding the gate hurriedly activated the Protective Great Array of the Heavenly Realm.

Brilliant golden light instantly enveloped the entire Nantian Men, blocking the pursuing Mo Jie army outside.