Diwu

There were too many legends about the Ruin World.

Yue Mingsong said, "At the edge of the Ruin World lie the buried remains of countless ancient battle weapons—a vast Burial Ground for Weapons. Many cultivators who did not value their lives wanted to try their luck in the Ruin World, searching for ancient divine weapons and hoping to become famous throughout the world."

"But out of every ten cultivators who entered the Ruin World, it was already quite good if even one returned. And that was only its edge!"

Ning Xiaochuan rolled his eyes at him. "Do I look like someone who does not value his life?"

"Then there was no helping it! You were, after all, a Sword Cultivator. If you did not go to the Ruin World to seek Weapon Marrow, then you could only spend a hundred years nurturing a Sword Spirit with your own vital blood and sword dao laws!" Yue Mingsong let out a long sigh.

Ning Xiaochuan furrowed his brow deeply.

Making him wait a hundred years was absolutely out of the question.

If the Demon Sword could not be raised to the level of a Supreme Weapon, it would also restrict his cultivation, and he would never reach the True Person Realm.

For a Sword Cultivator, this was a hurdle that had to be crossed!

It seemed he had no choice but to make a trip to the Ruin World.

Of course, even if he went to the Ruin World, it would not be now. With his current cultivation, going there was practically a path of certain death.

Yue Mingsong suddenly remembered something and slapped his forehead. "Right, I almost forgot the important matter. I have found out where the Spirit Maiden was last seen!"

Ning Xiaochuan asked, "Where?"

"Someone saw her heading