Lin Yu looked at the precious sword in his hand, now shattered into countless pieces. The once mighty artifact had become nothing more than a pile of scrap metal made from rarer materials, and he couldn't help but sigh.
No wonder Feng Shenlang was so determined to participate in the Primordial Arena Tournament; it's because he had no other choice but to seek help from the Hall Master of the Primordial Hall!
Given the extent of the knife's shattering, even the most skilled swordsmith in the Southern Heaven Great Domain would be powerless to repair it.
Thinking of this, Feng Shenlang looked nervously at Lin Yu in the sky.
He had experienced too many disappointments; this time, he didn't want to be disappointed again.
As it turns out, Feng Shenlang made the right bet.
Lin Yu pondered for a moment, then quickly raised his hand and gently stroked the entire blade. The entire treasured sword was lifted up by an invisible force and suspended in the void.
Then Lin Yu raised his hand and pointed into the void, and a blue flame appeared out of thin air, completely enveloping the entire treasured sword.
"Buzz..."
A burst of azure light also emanated from Feng Shenlang's treasured sword, as if it were being summoned by the azure flames, causing it to tremble violently.
As a sword spirit, Feng Shenlang is naturally able to sense the state of his sword.
It could feel that the knife, which had already shattered into countless pieces, was now vibrating as if all the fragments were vibrating together!
Feng Shenlang couldn't quite describe the feeling, but he knew it wasn't a bad thing!
Then, the blue flames completely enveloped Feng Shenlang's sword, burning continuously as they coiled around its blade.
"Buzz... buzz... buzz..."
The cultivators couldn't see what was happening inside the flames, but they could hear a constant buzzing sound coming from them.
All living beings held their breath, staring intently at the scene before them, not daring to blink. They had a strange feeling that today, perhaps a divine artifact would be reborn!
The next second, a huge surge of spiritual energy emanated from the flames!
"Boom..."
The fluctuations of spiritual energy spread outwards in concentric circles, like ripples.
It's the intent of the sword!
Feng Shenlang's face lit up with joy. He was all too familiar with this feeling; it was the sword intent that this treasured sword once carried. The treasured sword had been restored!
However, this sword intent, so familiar to Feng Shenlang, only caused ordinary cultivators to tremble.
That was a fear that came from the depths of one's bones, enough to demonstrate the power of this knife.
Everyone's gaze towards the treasured sword enveloped in cyan flames couldn't help but be tinged with fear!
However, that wasn't all. Lin Yu gently pointed at the void, and the next second, an unparalleled power of the Great Dao descended upon the azure flame.
"Buzz... buzz... buzz..."
A tremor resounded once more from within the azure flames. The already chilling sword intent grew even stronger, accompanied by a buzzing sound, as the terrifying sword intent once again spread towards the Southern Heaven Great Domain.
At this moment, the treasured sword within the azure flames seemed to reign supreme.
At the same time, all the swords in the entire Southern Heaven Great Domain seemed to be summoned by some kind of call, and began to tremble uncontrollably. It was a resonance from the depths of their souls!
"Swish... swish... swish..."
Regardless of their rank, one sword after another flew into the starry sky and fell in the direction of Feng Shenlang.
Feng Shenlang's sword has now become the undisputed master of swords throughout the entire Southern Heaven Great Domain!
The cultivators stared in disbelief at the scene unfolding before them. Were they about to witness history again?
However, Lin Yu merely glanced at a point in the void, chuckled softly, and then said, "I'll borrow your knife for a bit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange buzzing sound came from the horizon and landed in the blue flames. The sword intent hesitated for a moment, but in the end, it did not stop it.
From the heavens above, radiant light descended, landing precisely on the precious sword. The light silently merged into the blade, without any change whatsoever.
"Boom!"
The next moment, a crimson light shot into the sky from the blade, instantly obscuring the brilliance above the heavens, and a giant blood-red blade hovered in the void.
Seeing this, Lin Yu nodded in satisfaction.
Initially, he only wanted to repair the Feng Shenlang sword, but seeing that the sword intent contained within it was extraordinary, he suddenly had a whimsical idea to inscribe a trace of the power of the Great Dao into it, and unexpectedly, he completed it with ease.
Seeing Feng Shenlang's excited expression, Lin Yu couldn't help but smile. The treasured sword in front of him seemed to have been restored, but unfortunately, it was still one step short.
Thinking of this, a light flashed in Lin Yu's eyes, and then, in Lin Yu's eyes, thin streams appeared on the blood-red blade.
The streams are a pale blue, winding around the blade. If Feng Shenlang could see them, he would be astonished to discover that these small streams connect every fragment from the past.
It turns out that Lin Yu had only used the cyan flames to fuse the blade together, and had not completely restored it.
What Lin Yu saw at this moment was the River of Fate for each fragment.
With a thought, Lin Yu sent an invisible force onto the blade, and the small streams that had just been separated gradually merged back together, bound together by that force.
Small streams converged, and in just three breaths, the streams on the blade disappeared, having merged into a long river.
At this point, the precious sword has been completely restored.
After doing all this, Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and waved it, and the blue flames dissipated.
A black scabbard emerged from the flames, and then the precious sword hummed as it flew back into Feng Shenlang's hand.
Feng Shenlang gripped the precious sword in his hand, unable to contain his joy. Ordinary cultivators wouldn't be able to tell the difference, but as the sword spirit, he knew the sword's condition all too well!
In just a moment, the knife was completely restored, and not only that, its sword intent had even reached a higher level!
Having traversed a thousand years, experiencing ups and downs in the Gods and Devils Star Domain, he has finally achieved his goal.
Feng Shenlang gripped his treasured sword and slashed fiercely at the starry sky not far away.
All was silent.
The next second, a tremendous roar resounded throughout the entire Southern Heaven Great Domain, and a powerful aura erupted instantly. On the treasured sword, a scene that shocked countless cultivators also occurred.
A red phantom hovered above the treasured sword, but it shattered into countless pieces. In no time, all the fragments flew out and landed precisely on the stars not far away.
"Bang! Bang!"
Thousands of stars were instantly ignited, and a dazzling display of fireworks lit up the dark night sky.