This saber had been engraved at the end of the Great Dao. Xu Ying had seen it while cultivating the Reincarnation Great Dao, hanging behind a tall, rugged figure.
That figure was shrouded in the Nine Cycles of Reincarnation, like an enormous shadow standing behind Gu Daosheng and the others.
That scene had once shaken Xu Ying to the core, making him realize that even the end of the Great Dao had its distinctions of strength, and that the Great Daos themselves stood at different heights.
And now, this long saber had broken apart and was embedded right before them!
An unimaginable saber qi surged toward them, vigorous and abundant, filling every corner of spacetime, past and future alike.
Hidden within that saber qi was a spirit—brimming with vitality, battling Heaven and Earth, never willing to yield, never willing to admit defeat!
The moment Xu Ying came into contact with that saber qi, he felt as if an era of blazing prosperity had rushed toward him like oil boiling over a fierce fire, making his blood race!
"I saw this saber at the end of the Great Dao. That means although it's broken, it's still alive."
As Xu Ying reached this thought, he suddenly sensed the Black Coffin behind him stirring restlessly, wanting to leave, as though it was unwilling to remain here.
Xu Ying's heart stirred. "Why did the Chaos Bell bring us here? Could the existence inside the Black Coffin have some connection with the owner of this saber?"
Yuan Weiyang gazed up at the saber. After a moment, she turned back toward the Great Rift Valley of the Sea of Chaos and said softly, "A Ying, look. The direction this blade points in seems to be the course of the Great Rift Valley."
Xu Ying came to