"What?!"
Jiang Ping's eyes widened; was Xuanhuang in danger?
The Turtle Shell thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, this kind of divination is just a possibility for predicting the future; it shouldn't be taken seriously."
"I'll calculate it again."
As it spoke, it wanted to make another move, arguing repeatedly, but was persuaded to stop by Jiang Ping.
"Senior, please don't. You've already split open. If we continue, I'm afraid I won't be able to communicate with you anymore."
"Too."
The Turtle Shell sighed. If it were intact, how could it have been injured by a single divination? At its Peak, it could perform divinations eight or ten times a day without much trouble.
Hearing the story recounted, Jiang Ping's eyes deepened, and he asked, "Is your divination accurate?"
The Turtle Shell emitted a dazzling light and said, "One attempt may be wrong, but repeated practice will yield eight-tenths of the truth."
Then, it spoke again in a low voice, "I have not heard any news of this hammer for thousands of years; it must have just been revived."
"This hammer is tough but cowardly; it would never dare to show itself rashly. It must have learned some unknown information or received some kind of calling."
"While divination shouldn't be taken too seriously, judging from the divination results, the peace of the Xuanhuang World may be about to be broken."
Jiang Ping raised an eyebrow and said, "Is it really that serious?"
"I said, this is a possibility."
Jiang Ping: "..."
He always felt that the results of the Turtle Shell divination were not so bad; it was just that he always thought of the worst-case scenario.
"You should sort out the current mess."
At this moment, the island erupted in chaos as another Unrivaled true saint joined the battle in pursuit of the Supreme Artifact.
The eruption of Order power shattered the heavens.
A True Saint from Qingling ran out, covered in blood.
His eyes were filled with madness as he sat cross-legged outside the island, recuperating and preparing to catch his breath before charging in again.
During this process, the True Saint noticed Jiang Ping watching from a distance. Immediately, he reached out his large hand, which transformed into five Covering the Sky Hand Seal.
"I'll lend you my flesh and blood, and if I obtain a Supreme Treasure, I'll credit you for it."
An authoritative voice rang out, and Jiang Ping's eyes turned cold. They were treating him like a consumable for healing.
Sulfuric acid!
A Sword Light shot into the sky, and the giant hand exploded instantly.
Immediately afterward, Jiang Ping's sword slashed out, and the Qingling True Saint's eyes widened in horror. He was completely unable to resist and instantly turned into a sky full of blood mist.
Buzz!
The Great Dao roared, and the True Saint coalesced once more, though his face was pale and his crazed eyes had cleared considerably. He quickly said:
"Young friend, spare my life! I have fallen under the influence of demons."
Jiang Ping stared at him coldly, but ultimately did not make another move.
Because of the sound transmitted through the Turtle Shell, the minds of these true saints were corrupted by the power of that hammer, and some of them did indeed go mad.
"Is there no solution?"
"If you think you're strong enough, take a sword from each of them and maybe that will bring you to your senses."
Jiang Ping: "..."
That island has several Peerless True Saints; even if he wanted to, he wouldn't have the strength.
Bang!
Without hesitation, Jiang Ping immediately crushed the Rules Jade given to him by the Yin-Yang Venerable. Now that he had the Life-Death Sword and the Turtle Shell beside him, this method was no longer necessary.
"Don't go there again. That broken hammer isn't really meant to be used by you; it's just a toy to play with you and take your lives."
"What you say is true, young friend."
Qingling Zhensheng nodded repeatedly, sweat beading on his forehead.
He recognized Jiang Pingping, and was actually quite surprised. This little guy, who had only been in Qingling for a few years, had grown to a point where even he couldn't compete with him.
Soon after, Cui Yue arrived again to save the day.
Jiang Ping offered a brief explanation and then left.
With the Venerable present, these true saints should be safe.
"That hammer is gone."
Seeing the Dao Hammer suddenly soar into the sky and disappear into the distance, the Turtle Shell seemed to realize something.
Not long after.
Jiang Ping arrived at his destination, looked up, and seeing the scene before him, couldn't help but say:
"Are you sure this is where the senior's part is?"
"Yes, I lost this piece on the Moon Star. The rest should be within the Xuanhuang."
Jiang Ping remained silent, gazing at the stone steps before him.
Before him stood a colossal mountain, with stone steps leading from its foot to its summit.
On the top of Juyue Mountain is a large plaque with four characters engraved on it: Creation God Sect.
Behind the mountains, clouds and mist swirl, creating Spiritual Qi atmosphere, and towering Big Mountain rise abruptly from the ground.
In a daze, Jiang Ping saw a flock of cranes flying among the mountains, sword cultivators riding away on their swords, and a flying boat filled with peerless Unrivaled masters whose gazes could not be met.
A lively and bustling atmosphere filled the air as brightly dressed and spirited young men climbed the stone steps.
He seemed to have arrived at a flourishing sect, which was currently holding a grand ceremony to recruit disciples.
Buzz!
The Ten Thousand Laws of intention operated involuntarily, and Jiang Ping came back to his senses as the lively scene before him vanished.
Only a dilapidated and desolate remnant peak stands here.
"The Creation God Sect... a very ancient name, unheard of for hundreds of thousands of years."
The Turtle Shell seemed to sigh, as if reminiscing about the past.
Jiang Ping learned part of the truth: this sect existed in an era that was difficult to trace back, and had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, but after a certain bloody battle, everything disappeared.
"It seems to be one of the Supreme Treasure of the Creation God Sect that has existed to this day."
The Turtle Shell suddenly emitted a solemn sound.
This lineage was remarkable in its time; any artifacts that have survived to this day must be of unfathomable depth.
"What you mean, senior, is that your part is very likely in this Supreme Artifact..."
Jiang Ping had just opened his mouth when suddenly his expression changed drastically.
A terrifying Origin Law surged, countless rays of light appeared, and an arm swept across the starry sky, grabbing at it.
"Senior!"
Jiang Ping was somewhat anxious. The Turtle Shell had already disappeared into his Storage bag. He said, "Don't panic, it won't harm you."
Jiang Ping immediately lay flat, letting the large hand grab him.
At that moment, a vast and ethereal voice resounded in his ears:
"Exceptional talent, the root of Ten Thousand Laws, hmm, lofty aspirations, and some ambition."
"Unfortunately, even if one becomes the Ten Thousand Laws Dao Monarch, one cannot control anything. Instead, one wastes one's potential and exhausts the Xuanhuang Qi, making one unworthy of our attention."
"You shall become one of the eighteen Sword Disciple guarding the mountain."
Jiang Ping was taken to the middle of the mountains, his clothes had changed, and a jade pendant hung from his waist, on which was written: Sword Six.
He was puzzled and wanted to ask something, but then he heard the voice say again:
"Guard the mountain well, and if the master is pleased, there will be a reward."
At that moment, the Turtle Shell transmitted a message to him. "Don't be nervous, this should be a test."
What kind of test?
Jiang Ping was completely puzzled. He had realized that he couldn't leave this place at all, as if some inexplicable force was binding him.
"Forehead..."
The Turtle Shell hesitated for a moment, then finally said:
"This isn't a test for you, it's a test for promising talents."
"What's the meaning?"
Jiang Ping frowned, and heard the Turtle Shell say again:
"This is a tradition of the Creation God Sect in the past, using the Eighteen Sword Disciple to test the truly potential Unrivaled talents."
Jiang Ping understood; he had been captured and brought here to act as an NPC, a gatekeeper, to test the true Mountain Climber.