Before Qin Ze could even examine the environment of the newly carved space, a whooshing sound of sword energy piercing the air came from above.
He had only ever seen such terrifying sword intent in Brother Yuanzi before.
Qin Ze, like a groundhog that had been hit, quickly ducked back into the space below.
boom--
The violent sword energy exploded on his scalp, enlarging the hole Qin Ze had carved several times over.
The Dharma King laughed so hard he almost fell over, "In the past, you always managed to kill others who showed their faces, but today you almost got killed yourself. How does that feel?"
Everything happened so fast that Qin Ze didn't even see where the sword energy came from.
Buzz--
The surrounding space crackled; Qin Ze was all too familiar with this sound.
It was generated by sword energy penetrating space, and it was an extremely powerful sword energy.
Sure enough, another fierce sword aura poured in from the blasted hole.
The sword energy seemed to have eyes, heading straight for Qin Ze's neck.
His Dharma King: "Hehe~ You're stunning even without showing skin!"
Qin Ze picked up the Miss Sword Case and swung her around violently.
With a "crack," the sword energy exploded, shattering into dozens of even smaller sword energies that surged in all directions.
The ceiling was blasted open, and Qin Ze below finally saw the source of the sword energy.
Sanmu remained seated cross-legged, his right index and middle fingers, joined together, enveloped in sword energy.
"Out-of-kind people?"
Qin Ze frowned.
An outsider has appeared in the world of the Molten Steel Tribe, and is residing in the Furnace Mountain.
Even the Molten Steel People themselves probably don't know the truth about this.
There must be something fishy going on here.
Sanmu noticed the Miss Sword Case in Qin Ze and couldn't help but pause in surprise.
" Sword Case..."
A hint of emotion flickered across his usually calm and composed face, as if he were recalling a past event, and his right hand unconsciously lowered itself.
" Qin Ze, my sword! That's my sword!"
Miss Sword Case's excited voice almost "exploded" Qin Ze's Spiritual Sea of Consciousness, leaving his head buzzing for a moment.
Qin Ze sighed helplessly, "You're in such a hurry again."
He looked up through the hole in the "ceiling" and saw a huge, disgusting mass of Flesh and Blood.
At the center of that mass of Flesh and Blood, a long sword was stuck diagonally.
The sword's blade was a striking, fiery red.
The fire patterns spread from the sword's edge, covering most of the Flesh and Blood.
Miss Sword Case exclaimed impatiently, "That's a fire-attribute flying sword!"
"But for some reason... I can't get it back!"
Miss Sword Case was on the verge of tears.
Having forgotten that she was supposed to pretend to be an ordinary Sword Case, she was circling around Qin Ze.
The fire-attribute flying sword trembled violently and emitted sharp sword cries.
It wanted to return to its mother's embrace, but an invisible force around it held it back.
Miss Sword Case is in a hurry.
The fire-attribute flying swords were also in high demand.
The Flesh and Blood then let out a strange "hehehe" laugh, "My followers have arrived!"
" Sanmu, hurry up and think of your last words!"
Qin Ze immediately became alert to his surroundings.
Believers, and experts?
The Sanmu slowly rose, his three eyes fixed on Qin Ze.
"The believer he's talking about is you."
"I?"
Qin Ze was a little confused. When did he become someone else's believer?
He looked the Flesh and Blood and blood up and down. "You are... the Spirit Divination Stick?"
Flesh and Blood and Flesh were startled. "You've heard of me?"
Qin Ze hugged the flying Miss Sword Case: "I've heard so much about you, your deeds and name are legendary."
The Spirit Divination Stick have been used to confuse people.
He must not have left the country for thousands of years.
How could the creatures of this place know him?
Flesh and Blood are the Spirit Divination Stick; the Spirit Divination Stick are God.
In other words, the martial arts system of the Molten Steel People was actually established by the Spirit Divination Stick.
Qin Ze roughly understood the purpose of the Spirit Divination Stick.
Only with a complete martial arts system can the Molten Steel People produce Advanced Martial Artist and Fire Keeper.
Only those Fire Keeper are allowed to enter this place.
The Spirit Divination Stick wasn't some kind philanthropist; he did all this simply so that Fire Keeper.
Qin Ze's gaze focused on the fire-attribute flying sword.
The Spirit Divination Stick were suppressed by the flying sword.
Only external force can pull out the fire-attribute flying sword and free him.
The Fire Keeper is this external force.
The clones said on the Local Area Network, " Brother Devour actually guessed right by sheer luck."
"Is Brother Devour's ability really not something like predicting the future?"
"Good heavens, who can tell you apart from the prophet now?"
"If Brother Devour guesses right, it means I guessed right too. I'm just as smart as Brother Devour!"
Me too.
"..."
Qin Ze patted the fidgeting Miss Sword Case, signaling her to behave, and then looked at Sanmu.
"He is Spirit Divination Stick, and who are you?"
The man in green stood ramrod straight and said in a deep voice, " The Fire Element Sword Bearer, Sanmu."
Sword Bearer? Fire Element?
Qin Ze's expression hardened. Didn't that mean there were also Sword Bearer the Water Element, Metal Element, Wood Element, and Earth Element?
He couldn't help but think of the former owner of the water-attribute flying sword.
Is that idiot Yan Miao the Water Element Sword Bearer?
Miss Sword Case retorted indignantly, "What do you mean by wielding a sword? That's my child!"
"He's a robber! He stole my child!"
Qin Ze comforted Miss Sword Case via telepathy, "Don't worry, things will be cleared up."
Sanmu looked at Miss Sword Case and whispered, "I've finally waited for you."
Qin Ze frowned. "Are you talking about her, or me?"
Sanmu replied, "Yes, all of them."
Qin Ze asked, "Did you create the sun, moon, and stars outside?"
Sanmu nodded slightly. "I created it using his abilities to intercept those who attempt to enter."
To be honest, most people really couldn't get out of that maze.
In other words, Qin Ze had an endless supply of manpower, and they could share vision with each other, yet it still took him half a day.
The Spirit Divination Stick angrily exclaimed, "Shameless thief!"
Miss Sword Case wholeheartedly agreed.
The Spirit Divination Stick continued its condemnation of the Sanmu: "So what if you stole my abilities?"
"I still sent the person over!"
Qin Ze said coldly, "Shut up, it's not your turn yet."
The Spirit Divination Stick was furious that someone dared to speak to him in such an attitude.
Sanmu waved his hand lightly, and the fire patterns blazed fiercely, leaving the Spirit Divination Stick no time to speak.
What do you want to ask?
Qin Ze's expression was serious. "Besides you, are there four other Sword Bearer?"
Sanmu nodded.
How do you contact me?
"Never been in contact."
"The other four flying swords also each suppressed a strange beast?"
"There is indeed Strange Beast."
Which parent were you born to?
"Born by my mother."
Qin Ze slapped his forehead. "I meant when."
The Sanmu truthfully reported, "The era that possesses gods."
Just like Miss Sword Case, this Fire Element Sword Bearer is also a remnant of the old order, and his words have indeed come true.
Qin Ze asked Miss Sword Case, "Have you seen him?"
Miss Sword Case racked her brains. "I don't remember."
She didn't recognize Sanmu.
But Sanmu's gaze clearly showed that he recognized Miss Sword Case.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have stopped, much less said, "I've finally waited for you."
But what Qin Ze was more concerned about at this moment was, if each sword had suppressed a strange beast, where was the one suppressed by the water-attribute flying sword?
(Headache, taking a break for one update)