Sword Graveyard
However, after experiencing an illusion, his cultivation level collapsed directly from the Spirit Transformation stage to the Soul Leaving Stage!
Even though the Mirror Spirit wasn't entirely clear on the cultivation levels of human cultivators, it knew that there was more than one or two minor realms separating the two.
It couldn't help but gasp. "Then you've accumulated several tribulations of lightning?"
Sang Ying nodded to it. "You guessed right, but there's no going back now."
The Mirror Spirit clicked its tongue in amazement, but it knew that Sang Ying was telling the truth. It was too late to back down now, so it was better to just obediently follow her.
Thinking this, the Mirror Spirit remained silent, waiting for Sang Ying to truly become a god so it could ascend to heaven along with her.
Sang Ying quickly adjusted her breathing. She had broken through several levels in a row this time, which was really fast. If it weren't for the many things she had experienced over the years, which had tempered her character, this sudden increase in cultivation would probably only do her harm, not benefit.
After finishing her meditation, Sang Ying found herself a new set of robes and changed out of her tattered clothes.
"Tsk, that previous challenge was really dangerous. Look at your robes; if you hadn't been so fast, you probably would have been scalded to death." The Mirror Spirit kept clicking its tongue.
Sang Ying looked at the robe and broke out in a cold sweat.
Without further delay, Sang Ying took the Heart Devil Mirror out of her bosom and carried it deeper into the mausoleum.
The mausoleum was very large. After passing through the previous palace, Sang Ying entered a long corridor.
The passageway was long and pitch black as far as the eye could see. Only where Sang Ying walked would lights come on, briefly illuminating a part of the world.
As Sang Ying walked along, the Mirror Spirit tightly hugged her arm with a hand it had conjured. "Is there anything strange in here?"
"You, a Mirror Spirit who has lived in the Devil Domain for so long, would have anything to be afraid of?" Sang Ying found it somewhat amusing.
The Mirror Spirit retorted confidently, "I was in a deep sleep before, so even if the Devil Domain is terrifying, I can't see it. But who knows what powerful guardian beasts might be guarding the tombs of the God Race?"
Sang Ying agreed, and silently took out the Dragon Abyss Sword from her Storage Bag, holding it horizontally in front of her, fearing that something dangerous might suddenly pounce and take her life.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, light finally appeared at the end of the passageway.
Without thinking twice, Sang Ying quickened her pace and rushed out of the dimly lit corridor.
Inside the grand palace, a massive sword was stuck diagonally into a cluster of blue ice crystals, which were in full bloom. The Spiritual Qi contained within them made Sang Ying drool with envy.
The sword was entirely black, and a beam of light shone down from above, drawing all the attention of those who came here to the sword under that light.
A dark aura swirled around the sword, Sang Ying couldn't discern what it was; she only sensed that the sword was dangerous.
She took a step forward, and the divine sword immediately sensed the threat. After a buzzing sound, countless sword shadows suddenly appeared in the palace, forming a rain of swords that flew towards Sang Ying.
This scene was so terrifying that Sang Ying only had time to throw the Heart Devil Mirror far away, not even having time to care whether it was broken, before she immediately tried to dodge the sword shadows.
The divine sword hummed incessantly, its shadow constantly shifting and changing shape, relentlessly pursuing Sang Ying, determined to destroy her.
The Heart Devil Mirror, which had been thrown aside, cleverly rolled to the side immediately, not daring to cause Sang Ying any trouble.
Fortunately, this sword formation was clearly designed to target Sang Ying. The dense array of sword shadows showed no intention of diverting their attention to the Heart Devil Mirror; they were solely focused on chasing after her.
Seeing the fierce stance of the sword formation, the Mirror Spirit silently sighed, "As expected of the God Emperor's sword, it's so ruthless even towards an ordinary intruder."
The divine sword has its pride, but Sang Ying is not one to be trifled with.
She had already reached the Soul Leaving Stage, and with the sword formation behind her becoming increasingly oppressive, she drew her Dragon Abyss Sword and swung it back at the sword formation.
The Spiritual Power, many times greater than before, poured out and directly dispersed the sword shadows that had been chasing her for so long.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Sang Ying hurriedly ran towards the giant sword. By the time the sword shadows regrouped, intending to teach the intruder a lesson, Sang Ying's hand had already touched the blade of the giant sword.
The next second, the figure in blue completely disappeared from the palace.
The Mirror Spirit watched the whole thing silently, then clicked its tongue in admiration, "As expected of the God Emperor's sword. It seems this is yet another test."
The sword shadows that had been suspended in mid-air all turned around and "looked" at the Heart Devil Mirror with their non-existent eyes. The mirror spirit's momentum immediately weakened after being looked at so coldly.
It shrank its neck, not daring to let out a breath, and didn't dare to say a word.
The sword shadow then let it go and quickly disappeared from the palace. Perhaps they will reappear when the next intruder appears.
Sang Ying never expected that she would be thrown into a sword tomb simply for touching the giant sword.
As the name suggests, the Sword Tomb is a place where swords are buried, a graveyard for swords.
But it's less a graveyard for swords and more a place where swords that have lost their masters gather.
Sang Ying had seen the Sword Tomb before, and as far as she knew, the swords in the Sword Tomb naturally carried a murderous aura because they had all lost their masters.
The Sword Tomb of the Flowing Light Sword Sect was like that back then.
But now it seems that the sword tombs in the Flowing Light Sword Sect are far less impressive than this one.
This place resembles a cave, with a towering stone mountain inside filled with swords, each humming as if speaking to Sang Ying.
Swords were above her head, swords were in front of her, and even swords were at her feet.
Amidst the buzzing of countless swords, Sang Ying began to climb the stone mountain step by step.
"Human Race, what are you doing here?" The moment Sang Ying's hand touched the stone mountain, an old voice suddenly asked.
Sang Ying sensed the underlying ferocity in the voice; the owner of that voice probably didn't have much time left.
"I have come to seek the sword of the God Emperor Xi, hoping to use the power of the divine sword to become a god!" Sang Ying did not let her guard down because of the weakness revealed in the voice.
She explained her purpose for coming and also revealed her identity Child of Heavenly Destiny.
The voice paused for a moment before slowly speaking again, "The Nirvana Sword is in this sword tomb. Every sword here may or may not Nirvana. Because you are the Child of Heavenly Destiny, I will not drive you away, but I will not help you either. Whether you can find the Nirvana Sword is up to you."
Sang Ying had already prepared for this, and even breathed a small sigh of relief after hearing the voice indicate that she wouldn't be driven away, "Thank you, senior."
She knew this would be the final hurdle to her becoming a god. Once she found the true Nirvana Sword, the day she would achieve godhood would be just around the corner!
Sang Ying exhaled a heavy breath, gripped the black rocks with both hands, and began to climb the sword mountain whose top could not be seen!