The voice was so abrupt that Jiang Ping stopped abruptly.
At this moment, the oasis landscape suddenly changed; the greenery vanished, replaced by a vibrant red Painting scroll.
Looking up, all that could be seen were red rocks and red walls, as if a bloody massacre had just taken place, with blood staining the ground and even the sky turning scarlet.
"Young friend, come here."
The aged voice rang out again.
Jiang Ping looked in the direction of the sound and saw a broken sword without a hilt lying across the Blood Mountain, its crimson Rules interwoven, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.
"The Supreme Demonic Blade?"
Jiang Ping was filled with doubt.
The voice continued, calling him over.
But as this person stepped back, a flash of light appeared, Past Body strode towards the broken sword:
"Senior, are you calling me?"
For a moment, the broken sword stopped thinking.
It seems that it didn't expect the sudden appearance of this newcomer to take such action.
It was clearly the other person who resonated with it and awakened it, but then it suddenly retreated, as if it didn't want to face it.
"Young friend, you are not sincere."
An aged sigh resounded, and the broken sword spoke:
"You wish to summon this old man to fight in the mortal realm once more, yet you only approach him for a fleeting moment with your Momentary Dharma Body; you lack sincerity."
"Senior, I didn't mean to misunderstand."
Jiang Ping himself frowned.
Beneath his feet, a crimson domain expanded, threatening to engulf him.
Call out!
Jiang Ping used the Void Method to instantly escape.
There's something wrong with this knife!
The crimson Rules followed like a shadow, and an aged voice also rang out, but with a touch more violence:
"Young friend, why leave? The power of the Dao Monarch is within your grasp, why not cherish it?"
Jiang Ping felt a heavy weight in his heart. This was definitely a Demon Blade of slaughter. It claimed to let him experience the power of Dao Monarch, but in reality, it wanted to devour him.
Jiang Ping coughed up blood and was instantly severely injured. Fortunately, he had gone deep into the battlefield, and the Demon Blade seemed unwilling to pursue him.
Buzz!
Just as he was sitting on the boulder recovering from his injuries, his Storage Ring trembled violently, and the sky suddenly darkened.
On the horizon, a crimson light shot into the sky, Demon Blade roared fiercely, its Demonic Qi soaring into the heavens.
Jiang Ping frowned. This Broken Sword didn't act at the crucial moment, only using itself after he was injured and escaped. What did that mean?
"Could it be that the Demon Blade was too terrifying, and the Broken Sword didn't have the confidence to devour it, so it used me to assess the opponent's strength before stepping in?"
Jiang Ping secretly guessed.
He looked back and saw the Demon Blade gradually becoming part of the Broken Sword. The aged voice panicked and began to beg for mercy.
"Please forgive me, senior. I was unaware that the owner was who you were."
The Broken Sword remained silent, devouring everything in its path, and Jiang Ping could faintly hear the sound of chewing.
A moment later, everything returned to calm, the Demon Blade vanished, and the Broken Sword returned to his Storage Ring.
Jiang Ping figured that since the Broken Sword had devoured quite a few weapons, it should be able to speak by now. He tried to communicate with it, wanting to keep a trump card for himself.
Unfortunately, the Broken Sword made no other move besides consuming the weapon.
Jiang Ping sighed deeply and had no choice but to set off again, hoping to find a true Supreme Treasure.
As he ventured deeper, he felt increasingly oppressed. The surrounding area was filled with Dao Mark, and he realized that he had entered the battlefield of Dao Monarch.
The scene here was exceptionally spectacular; the battles between the Dao Monarch far exceeded his expectations.
Giant pits, tens of thousands of miles deep, are presented so vividly before our eyes, like abysses, where the Supreme Method still remain.
Some meteorites originating from outer space, with diameters of millions of miles, lie silently and undamaged on the Moon Star.
Jiang Ping knew that this was definitely not something that had been absorbed by the Moon Star; it must have been the work of some Dao Monarch.
He also saw a vast ocean appear in the boundless desert, stretching as far as the eye could see and shimmering in the sunlight.
"The sea of Rules —which Dao Monarch caused this?"
Jiang Ping was deeply shocked. This sea was too magnificent and completely formed by Rules. Even he felt his heart tremble at that supreme Qi Mechanism.
"Um?"
Jiang Ping initially intended to leave, but his gaze suddenly sharpened.
In the center of the ocean, a figure sat cross-legged.
"Are there still Dao Monarch remaining to this day?"
Jiang Ping's pupils constricted sharply, feeling incredulous.
However, he soon breathed a sigh of relief, realizing he had been overthinking things.
It was a false alarm; the figure had long since weathered away, and beneath the loose robes lay a skeleton riddled with damage.
"That battle was truly brutal; even such powerful figures have perished."
Jiang Ping sighed, sensing the essence of Life-Death from the laws of the vast ocean and that skeleton.
The deceased predecessor must have been a renowned figure in his time, the Supreme Dao Monarch of Birth and Destruction.
"I cultivate Samsara and control Life-Death and death, which can be considered a lineage passed down. Have I left no relics behind?"
Jiang Ping circled the ocean of laws, but found nothing.
Just as he was feeling regretful, the ocean suddenly surged, whipping up towering waves.
As if the Lord of Way of Birth and Destruction had heard his call, the tide receded, revealing a pure white fragment of a weapon.
It was a sword tip.
"Is it for a younger person?"
Jiang Ping was overjoyed; after arriving at the Moon Star, he had finally made a gain.
At this moment, the sword tip is not sharp, but it contains terrifying Rules within.
He cupped it in his hands, attempting to resonate with it. "Senior?"
This is Supreme Artifact, incomparable to true holy Supreme Treasure, and often possesses consciousness Artifact Spirit.
"It seems the Supreme Birth and Destruction Sword has shattered, and its Artifact Spirit has been torn to pieces, making it impossible to revive."
Jiang Ping tried to communicate for a long time but received no response, so he sighed.
"Although it hasn't regained consciousness, it's still a fragment of Supreme Artifact. Selling it to Qingling should fetch a good price."
Jiang Ping was pleased with himself and was about to put it away when he suddenly stopped and glared at him.
That Broken Sword won't devour this thing, will it?
As he said, the Broken Sword reacted, appearing before him as the Rules shifted.
Jiang Ping gripped the tip of his sword tightly, fearing that his opponent would actually devour him.
But the result was unexpected; the Broken Sword shot straight into the air and disappeared into the distance.
Jiang Ping thought the other person was going to leave him, and felt a mix of regret and joy.
After a moment, he realized what was happening, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
That Broken Sword must have thought he was too poor and too slow at finding treasure, so it went off to hunt in the wild by itself.
"I wish I could truly possess such Supreme Treasure that could jungle on its own."
Jiang Ping sighed. Although the Broken Sword was unpredictable and mysterious, it was useless to him.
Soon, he composed himself and continued his journey in search of the supreme relic.
As time went by, Jiang Ping made great progress, finding seven or eight fragments of Supreme Artifact.
Although they have lost their Artifact Spirit consciousness, some of them even have extremely damaged Dao Pattern.
However, it is also a great opportunity. Taking back the Qingling in exchange should be enough to enter the Heavenly Heart Cave again.
Two days later.
Jiang Ping entered a true oasis.
The Broken Sword has not appeared in the past two days, and he has acquired more than ten Supreme Artifacts in total.
It's best to avoid it for a while.
Jiang Ping silently prayed to himself, fearing that the Broken Sword would return and be unable to resist eating the fragments of his weapon.
He probed the storage sword with his divine sense, and found a section of the intact blade lying quietly.
That was the Life-Death Sword; through his search, he found three fragments.
Moreover, without his repair, the three fragments fused together on their own to form a complete sword.
"Senior, I will find the remaining fragments and complete the set for you."
Jiang Ping tried to communicate again.
But his words sank without a trace, receiving no response whatsoever.
Or perhaps the sword's Artifact Spirit hasn't been awakened yet.
Or perhaps this sword, like that Broken Sword, is pretentious and unapproachable.