Chapter 387

To refine a divine weapon, one needed spiritual sense and true qi to form a connection with it.

When using it, one would be like a fish in water and be able to fully exert the power of the divine weapon. Only then would one be able to activate the special attributes and abilities of the divine weapon.

A weapon that had not been refined could only exert thirty to forty percent of its power at most.

As for the bone sword in Chen Yu's hand, he could not control it. If he did not refine it, it would be difficult to use it.

If it was allowed to devour Chen Yu's half-step true qi and recover its strength, it would be able to attack and kill Chen Yu without being controlled.

At this moment, this bone sword was suppressed by the Sword Suppression Valley and the inscription formation, and it was weakened in all aspects. It was a little easier for Chen Yu to refine it, and he would not lose control.

Buzz!

Chen Yu's half-step true qi and the qi of the demonic patterns poured into the bone sword at the same time.

In an instant, the bone sword trembled slightly, and a dark luster flashed on its surface, as if it had a trace of spirituality.

"While I am refining the bone sword, it is also absorbing my half-step true qi and recovering its strength!"

Chen Yu could clearly feel this.

When he refined the [Mist Spitting Pearl], this auxiliary tool had just reached the level of a spirit weapon, and Chen Yu's half-step true qi was not inferior to ordinary true qi.

Therefore, he could completely control the half-step true qi and successfully refine it.

However, this bone sword was of a higher grade, and after Chen Yu's half-step true qi entered it, it became extremely difficult to control.

Time flew by.

Half a day later, Chen Yu's refining progress increased a little, and because the bone sword was nourished by the half-step true qi, its aura became stronger and stronger. The dense and overbearing demonic intent spread out in waves, and could not be concealed or suppressed at all.

The swords on the rock walls around the Sword Suppression Valley began to tremble, making a series of metallic sounds.

The sword pressure in the Sword Suppression Valley was also stronger than before.

"What's going on? The sword intent pressure suddenly became stronger! "

Some of the disciples sensed this and retreated a distance, reducing the pressure of the sword dao.

The next day.

Outside the Sword Suppression Valley, the few powerful disciples of the High Sword Sect had all arrived, and the one leading them was Zhang You.

Moreover, there were actually a few deacons and elders here as well. Amongst them was the purple-faced old man who'd fought Ye Luofeng a few days ago.

"Isn't he good at finger techniques? Why are you staying in the Sword Suppression Valley? "

Zhang You thought to himself and was very puzzled.

"Let's go."

The purple-faced old man was also here, and he shouted in a low voice.

Instantly, everyone entered the Sword Pressure Valley.

First, they wanted to see what Chen Yu was doing inside.

Secondly, if Chen Yu was really cultivating, with so many of them, they could completely disturb Chen Yu until he couldn't cultivate.

The Sword Suppression Valley was an important place for cultivation and fighting was not allowed. Therefore, they did not have to be afraid of Chen Yu.

"The pressure seems to have gotten stronger!"

The purple-faced old man sensed that this place was different, but he did not think too much about it. He led his people deeper in.

After advancing for a long time, they still did not see Chen Yu's figure.

In fact, they even suspected if Chen Yu was currently in the Sword Pressure Valley.

"I am sure that after Chen Yu entered the Sword Pressure Valley, he never came out again!"

A disciple said with certainty.

Subsequently, the group continued to go deeper, but many of the disciples had long been unable to withstand the pressure and stopped.

"That figure is...?"

The purple-faced old man squinted his eyes. Through the layers of clouds, he could vaguely see a blurry figure, sitting cross-legged in the deepest part of the Sword Pressure Valley.

Could it be Chen Yu?

It was said that there was an Origin Realm level pressure there. Although the purple-faced old man could walk over, once he reached there, it would probably be very difficult for him to move.

At this moment, the purple-faced old man was a little suspicious. Was that person Chen Yu? How could he be sitting there peacefully?

In addition, the purple-faced old man was also curious. The Sword Pressure Valley was a place to cultivate sword techniques. Why was Chen Yu sitting there?

Due to the thick clouds, the purple-faced old man could not see clearly as he continued to move forward.

Behind him, only Zhang You and a few deacons and elders followed.

Under the rock wall, Chen Yu, who was refining the bone sword, sensed that there were outsiders approaching.

Logically, it was impossible for ordinary disciples to reach such a deep place.

With a glance, Chen Yu understood that these people were here to pick a fight with him.

"The secret of the bone sword, it is better not to expose it."

Chen Yu murmured, took out the [Mist Spitting Pearl] and poured half a step true essence into it.

In an instant, a layer of white mist was continuously diffused from the [Mist Spitting Pearl].

The mist created by the [Mist Spitting Pearl] was very real and ordinary people would not be able to detect it. In addition, the Sword Pressure Valley was originally filled with clouds and mist. The combination of the two made the effect even better and it was difficult to see through the flaws.

In less than a few breaths, the entire Sword Pressure Valley was filled with thick mist. The visibility was less than five feet. The lower the cultivation, the lower the visibility. Ordinary Xiantian Realm cultivators could not even see their fingers.

The purple-faced old man instantly lost his direction.

"What's going on? Why is there such a big fog? "

One of the attendants was anxious and bewildered.

They searched for a long time but didn't see a single person.

Moreover, when they wanted to return, they found out that it was a vast expanse of whiteness and they didn't know where to go.

Under the rock wall, Chen Yu refined the bone sword in peace and didn't need to worry about being disturbed.

The [Mist Spitting Pearl] was a spirit artifact. Dealing with these cultivators below the Origin Realm was like playing with a toy.

About half a day later, the purple-faced old man and a group of experts finally found the exit.

But there were still many disciples who went in circles and couldn't find the exit.

"This is too strange. This has never happened in the Sword Pressure Valley for a hundred years."

Zhang You gritted his teeth. He was almost trapped in the Sword Pressure Valley.

At the same time, they guessed that this strange incident might be related to Chen Yu.

But Chen Yu was hiding in the Sword Pressure Valley and they couldn't find Chen Yu at all. Furthermore, they didn't dare to go deeper. If they were trapped inside, it would be torture and embarrassing.

Just like this, the farce ended.

After two days, Chen Yu's refinement had only reached 65%.

But at this moment, Chen Yu's refinement speed was slowly increasing.

In less than three days, the refinement rate had reached 85%.

But the power of this mysterious bone sword was getting stronger. That terrifying demonic intent permeated the entire Sword Pressure Valley and would occasionally let out roars. This made the Sword Pressure Valley even more terrifying and no disciples dared to enter.

Buzz Buzz!

A peculiar bone sword was placed horizontally in Chen Yu's hand. It was constantly vibrating and releasing a shocking qi presence.

And Chen Yu's arms were tightly pressed on it, suppressing it and refining it at the same time.

"This king estimates that with your current ability, you can at most reach 05% refinement. If you continue to refine, this sword will be out of your control."

The Scarlet Flame King said nonchalantly.

Chen Yu nodded. He could also feel that as the power of this sword continued to grow, it would still be somewhat difficult for him to completely refine it at his current stage.

One day later, the bone sword's refinement rate reached 95%.

Boom! Buzz Buzz!

The demonic sword intent in the Sword Pressure Valley was even more powerful, and the valley was constantly echoing with rumbling sounds.

At a certain moment, another astonishing sword intent burst forth from the valley above the Sword Suppression Valley.

In a pavilion at the top of the mountain.

Elder Qiu seemed to have sensed something and suddenly opened his eyes. "The Sky Moon Sword is moving? What happened? "

Whoosh!

Elder Qiu immediately flew out.

The Sky Moon Sword, the treasure of the Ling Jian Sect, had been in the Sword Pressure Valley and had been nourished by the sword intent of many broken swords.

At the same time, the other experts in the Sect also felt the strangeness of the Sky Moon Sword.

Of course, that included Ye Luofeng.

The core of the Sky Moon Sword was part of the tip of the Heavenly Fault Sword.

At this moment, the Heavenly Fault Sword in Ye Luofeng's hand let out a low hum.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Outside the Sword Pressure Valley, many higher-ups of the Ling Jian Sect had arrived.

At a certain moment, a long-haired man surrounded by a cyan sword light descended.

Elder Qiu's arrival caused the pressure of the Sword Suppression Valley to weaken a little.

"Welcome, Supreme Elder!"

Everyone bowed, including Sect Leader Ling Jian.

"Such a powerful sword intent of the Demonic Doctrine!"

Elder Qiu's face darkened as he stared at the Sword Pressure Valley.

There were indeed Demonic Doctrine Sword Cultivators in the Ling Jian Sect, but they were few in number. In the Sword Pressure Valley, very few belonged to the Demonic Doctrine.

But now, the majority of the Demonic Doctrine Sword Intent was in the Ling Jian Sect.

Whoosh!

Elder Qiu flew into the Sword Pressure Valley.

"What's going on with this thick fog?"

Elder Qiu frowned. It was white all around, and he could not see anything.

He suddenly performed a Dharma Art, and his True Essence fluctuated.

A moment later, a cyan sword mark cut through the void above the valley and fell into Elder Qiu's hand.

This was the treasure of the Ling Jian Sect, the Sky Moon Sword.

"This sword seems to be afraid of something!"

Elder Qiu was shocked when he carefully felt the Sky Moon Sword.

Apart from the broken Heavenly Fault Sword in Ye Luofeng's hand, the Sky Moon Sword was the most powerful divine weapon Elder Qiu had ever seen.

But at this moment, the Sky Moon Sword was actually afraid.

Elder Qiu's heart sank as he moved in the Sword Pressure Valley.

But even he found it difficult to find the right direction in this thick fog.

"How can such a powerful Demonic Doctrine Sword Intent appear out of nowhere in the Sword Pressure Valley?"

Elder Qiu was deeply puzzled as he continued to search.

In the deepest part of the Sword Pressure Valley, Chen Yu was still refining the bone sword with all his might.

Time passed slowly, and at a certain moment, the refining rate finally reached 05%.

Boom! Swoosh!

Swoosh! The bone sword suddenly flew up, wanting to fly away. At the same time, a shocking Demonic Doctrine Sword Intent shot out from the sword.

"Come back!"

Chen Yu stopped refining and used his Half-Step True Essence to suppress the bone sword with all his strength, then put it into the Mist Spitting Pearl.

After refining 05%, Chen Yu also had some control over the sword.

In the fog, Elder Qiu, who was moving forward, suddenly felt a sense of danger.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Swoosh! Several black sword marks of Demonic Qi flew over at an extremely fast speed with a powerful Demonic Doctrine.

Coupled with the thick fog, the sword marks were already very close to Elder Qiu when he sensed it. Swoosh!

Swoosh! Clang!

Elder Qiu quickly waved the Heavenly Moon Sword in his hand.

Three of the sword marks were destroyed by him, but there was still one that slashed across his left arm, tearing a hole in his clothes and leaving a shallow bloodstain.

"This..."

Elder Qiu was shocked.

Such a powerful Sword Intent must have come from an extraordinary cultivator of the Sword Dao or a powerful sword.

At this moment, the Demonic Doctrine Sword Intent in the Sword Pressure Valley gradually disappeared.

The fog in his vision also faded, and he could see further.

Soon, a figure appeared in front of Elder Qiu. It was Chen Yu.

"The Supreme Elder of the High Sword Sect is really diligent. You also came to the Sword Pressure Valley to cultivate?"

Chen Yu laughed dryly.

He naturally knew that the other party came because of the abnormality of the Sword Pressure Valley.

However, the bone sword was too precious and should not be exposed.

As long as the other party did not see it with his own eyes, Chen Yu would not admit it.