The Divine Sword on the Verge of Vanishing

A hiss pulled Sang Ying from her consciousness.

The voice, half surprised and half regretful, said, "I truly didn't expect you to be so perceptive. I admit that my words were intentionally misleading; over the years, it's not like no Fallen Gods have entered the Sword Tomb, but they were all deceived by my words and devoted themselves to the Sword Mountain."

"Several people have indeed explored all the swords here, but they have only been disappointed in the end. Some people think that I am completely deceiving them, wanting to destroy the entire Sword Tomb and force the Demon of Nirvana to appear. But in the end, of course, nothing will happen to the Sword Tomb; only those who dare to make a move will be harmed."

After a moment of silence, the other person suddenly said, "Speaking of which, you almost ended up like those who offended the Sword Tomb."

Sang Ying, upon hearing his words, also recalled her own audacious act of grabbing the sword from the sky and clashing with it.

She touched her nose, feeling apologetic. "It's my fault. I don't know what I can do to make amends?"

Putting everything else aside, she definitely made a mistake. If destroying the swords here really has any impact on the Nirvana, Sang Ying will naturally be held responsible.

However, before that voice could answer, the spirit of the Nirvana sword spoke first, "You don't need to make amends. I already said that these are just broken swords. You thought you destroyed those two swords, but it was just an illusion I created that made them disappear."

So, when Sang Ying turned to look at Sword Mountain, she saw that the two swords that had been destroyed earlier were now stuck in their original positions, exactly as Sang Ying had seen them at first.

"The swords here are all ones I brought back from the battlefield." The blue ball of light transformed into a young man dressed in a thin blue robe.

His gaze held a coldness, yet conveyed a sense of compassion for humanity.

Sang Ying felt that he didn't seem like the sword spirit of the divine sword, but rather more like a transcendent immortal.

Sang Ying had already witnessed clearly in the previous illusion how the Sword Spirit of Nirvana fell into the Gods and Devils Ravine. Therefore, these broken swords were probably among those that fell when the God Emperor Xi perished. Most of them were likely the swords of those God Race warriors at that time.

Thinking about it this way, Sang Ying could understand Nirvana nervous about these swords.

Sang Ying breathed a slight sigh of relief. She immediately composed herself and bowed to the tall, elegant young man. "This junior Sang Ying, humbly requests a path to godhood. I humbly request your assistance, senior!"

Nirvana Mie looked down at her; he had witnessed this female cultivator's behavior in the illusion. After all, he was the one who had created that illusion.

He had seen many people enter that illusion; some were killed by Beastmen at the very beginning, some were killed along the way, and others collapsed and fled because they could not endure the long war.

Only Sang Ying survived from beginning to end, even enduring the long period of war, something many Fallen Gods could not do.

A brief war might ignite a person's fighting spirit, but living on the battlefield for too long only leads to confusion and despair. If it weren't for Sang Ying's resilient nature and the many hardships that ordinary people have never experienced, she probably wouldn't have been able to endure until the illusion ended and witness that epic and legendary conflict between the two races.

Overall, Nirvana was quite satisfied with Sang Ying. After all these years, she was the only one who had successfully overcome the obstacles he had set and even captured him.

Thinking this, Nirvana didn't mind telling Sang Ying the truth, "I know why you came here, but unfortunately, I will soon disappear."

Sang Ying's eyes flashed, and her expression gradually became serious.

The aged voice became flustered. "How could you tell her about this?"

"It's alright, Sword Tomb. You've protected me for so long, from my first life to my current old age. You're almost dead, so how far away can my death be?" Nirvana had a very clear understanding of life and death.

He looked up at Sang Ying: "To be honest, my spirit had already shown signs of dissipating before you appeared. As you know, I am the sword spirit of the divine sword, and I shouldn't have been so easily trapped by you, but the truth is that my power is constantly being weakened, and I can no longer resist your attacks."

The Nirvana Sword has lived for far too long. An ordinary sword might become corroded and broken after a long period of time. But the Nirvana Sword obviously doesn't have this problem. However, as a sword spirit that has already acquired human emotions, it feels sadness and loneliness.

Having lost its master and trapped in this dark and gloomy place, Nirvana had no intention of finding a new master.

He was created by Xi, and he fell into oblivion along with Xi's demise. He knew that there would never be another person in the world who could command his submission like Xi.

So when Xi died completely and used his last strength to build the mausoleum and the sword mound, Nirvana also began to expend his power to search for the broken sword that had fallen into the Gods and Devils Ravine. While maintaining the secrecy of the mausoleum, he also lived alongside the sword mound that was gradually gaining consciousness.

Although the divine sword was powerful, it was also limited. Nirvana quickly sensed his own demise. He was somewhat happy that he would soon follow in his master's footsteps and leave, but he was also saddened that no one in this world would ever know of his existence again.

It was at this moment that Sang Ying forcefully entered his field of vision.

"So, can you still help me become a god?" Sang Ying asked, her brows furrowed.

She also lamented that Nirvana was about to perish, but what lay before Sang Ying was something more important. She had already paid too much for it, and she had to become a god.

Nirvana still admired Sang Ying, so he didn't mind helping Sang Ying a little more before he disappeared. "I'm willing to help you, even if it's the last thing I leave to this world."

Xi died for this world, and Nirvana is willing to be gentler to this world for his sake.

"Though my power is waning and I am about to die, I am still a divine sword. It is impossible for me to make you Demigod with my power, but I can leave all my power to your sword, so that it can become a new divine sword!"

Sang Ying's eyes lit up; she immediately understood what "Nirvana" meant.

She took out the Dragon Abyss Sword. This sword had been with her for so long that even the few hums it emitted towards the Nirvana could be used by Sang Ying to guess what it was trying to say.

Although the Dragon Abyss Sword is a powerful sword and can be called a "divine weapon," it is far inferior to the Nirvana.

As Nirvana his word, after reverting to his original form, he shattered his own sword and gave all his power and sword spirit essence to the Dragon Abyss Sword.

When this power was injected into the Dragon Abyss Sword, Sang Ying only heard a soaring dragon roar, and her eyes were enveloped in blinding golden light, followed by an overwhelming sense of killing intent.

Then, Sang Ying felt the mausoleum beneath her feet tremble!