Chapter 1204: 极品法宝

Rumbling…

Furious waves surged skyward.

Unknown fluctuations affected the seal, subsequently spreading throughout the entire space, creating a startling storm whose intensity nearly matched the storm belt surrounding the Outer Canglang Sea.

Qin Sang protected himself and flew to Fat Chicken's side, inspecting the restriction at the secret realm's entrance to ensure the fluctuations wouldn't spread.

“Master, could there be a great demon wreaking havoc inside?” Fat Chicken asked, not without worry. It had heard Qin Sang say that the altar was connected to the sealed space, and with the seal broken, those inside had likely escaped. So why had such a terrifying anomaly appeared?

Qin Sang gently shook his head. The Heavenly Eye Butterfly stood on Qin Sang's shoulder, activating its Heavenly Eye and gazing at the seal in the water.

A moment later, Qin Sang suddenly opened the secret realm's exit and flew out, gazing in the direction of the Abyssal Ruins' entrance. At this very moment, the spiritual tide generated by the Abyssal Ruins' tremors was impacting everything along the Heavenly Scar. Although Qin Sang's position was somewhat distant, he could still feel the storm's aftermath. Gale-force winds swept towards him, and the jungle leaves rustled violently. The already unstable fragments of ancient restrictions in the surroundings became even more restless.

Seeing this, Qin Sang immediately guessed the cause. “The source is the entrance to the Abyssal Ruins! As expected, this is caused by the tremors of the Sinful God Palace!”

Before the emergence of the Ziwei Palace, the entire Ancient Immortal Battlefield would experience spiritual tide anomalies. In comparison, the Sinful God Palace's influence was much smaller. It was said that tremors would only occur periodically, and even if they surged out of the Abyssal Ruins, they could be contained by a grand formation, preventing the fluctuations from escaping and destroying other ancient restrictions and secret realms within the Heavenly Scar, which would cause a chain reaction.

“Does this seal directly connect to the Abyssal Ruins? Or do secret realms that are merely nearby get affected by the Sinful God Palace's tremors, causing this situation?” Qin Sang returned to the secret realm, watching the intensifying storm. After discovering that the underwater restriction connected to an unknown sealed space, Qin Sang had similar suspicions, wondering if the sealed space might be related to the Abyssal Ruins. After all, this place was so close to the Abyssal Ruins' entrance. The dangers of the Abyssal Ruins were comparable to the depths of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield.

This was precisely why Qin Sang had been so cautious, waiting until the Ebony Sword was successfully refined before exploring the sealed space. If he previously had only a ten or twenty percent certainty, now, seeing the secret realm's anomaly, he had fifty percent. “Whether the other side is truly the Abyssal Ruins, I'll only know once I enter...” Qin Sang was deep in thought.

Several hours later, the storm finally showed signs of weakening, but it was far from subsiding completely; its intensity was just slightly less than before. It continued like this, with no end in sight.

At this moment, at the entrance to the Abyssal Ruins. The other cultivators felt the pressure on them slightly decrease. The high-crowned Daoist and the white-haired elder sensed the change, exchanged glances, then simultaneously altered their hand seals. The light barrier transformed, becoming more stable like an inverted jade bowl. Knowing that the most violent wave of tremors had passed, everyone's expressions relaxed slightly. The two Nascent Soul cultivators were able to divert their attention, habitually surveying their surroundings. After confirming nothing was amiss, they continued to activate the spiritual formation, waiting for the Sinful God Palace to return to tranquility.

Just a moment before, a peculiar fluctuation had emerged from a nearby rock crevice, then silently dissipated, instantly returning to stillness, with not a trace of movement remaining. And the two Nascent Soul cultivators at the Abyssal Ruins' entrance were completely unaware.

Heavenly Corpse Sect Headquarters. Qin Sang returned to the main hall, casually setting up a layer of restrictions to block the storm. Although the fluctuations from the sealed space had weakened, Qin Sang still had no intention of entering yet. He knew that the Sinful God Palace, like the Ziwei Palace, wouldn't stabilize overnight after each tremor, so he wasn't in a hurry and planned to continue waiting for the Ebony Sword. He meditated peacefully amidst the storm, unmoving like a mountain.

Suddenly, a streak of brilliant blue light shot out from between Qin Sang's eyebrows. The sword's hum surpassed thunder, and its sky-shattering sword intent soared straight to the heavens! The storm, which had raged ceaselessly since the tremors began, paused for a fleeting moment, then retaliated with even greater ferocity, as if angered by being momentarily intimidated by a tiny flying sword.

Fat Chicken, bored while guarding the secret realm's exit, suddenly jolted awake. Its fur bristled, and in that instant, it felt ten thousand sword qi closing in, screaming and flapping its wings in panic to escape.

Whoosh! The spiritual sword retracted and extended effortlessly, transforming into a swimming dragon that hovered briefly in the void before suspending itself before Qin Sang. The Ebony Sword became increasingly crystalline and pure, like glass, resembling a delicate artwork that would shatter at a touch. It was hard to imagine that this was a weapon of war, stained with countless battles.

Buzzing... The Ebony Sword vibrated gently. A faint smile appeared on Qin Sang's lips. He reached out to gently caress the sword body, his fingertips touching his own Natal Spiritual Sword, feeling the immense sword intent within it.

Fat Chicken flapped its wings and flew back. Knowing it was a false alarm, it was still a bit shaken and complained, “Master, you scared me again!” It looked curiously at the Ebony Sword. “Is this sword already a supreme-grade magical artifact? Congratulations, Master, on acquiring another treasure!” Supreme-grade magical artifacts were considered the strongest in the current era, and the aura the Ebony Sword had just displayed was clearly extraordinary.

“It is a supreme-grade magical artifact...” Qin Sang nodded slightly. By conventional understanding, refining such a large piece of Soul Nurturing Wood shouldn't result in just a supreme-grade magical artifact. This confirmed the information Qin Sang had previously found: for a magical artifact to advance to a spiritual treasure, simply stacking materials wasn't enough; other fortuitous encounters were needed to nurture a trace of sentience.

“This is good too. In the future, I will use the Ebony Sword to house Elder Yun Youzi's true spirit. Refining another supreme-grade magical artifact won't be easy, and its quality might not meet the requirements. If it were to affect the nurturing of the true spirit, I would regret it immensely. The Ebony Sword is my Natal Spiritual Sword, easier to control, and more helpful during the nurturing process.”

With a thought from Qin Sang, the Ebony Sword disappeared into his glabella. As it was a Natal magical artifact, Qin Sang didn't need to spend time refining it further. He stood up, thinking, “It's time to go in and explore. Who knows how long these tremors will last? I can't keep waiting. Moreover, if I can truly enter the Abyssal Ruins from here, the chaos caused by the tremors will be more beneficial to me.”

Fat Chicken retreated into the Primordial Concentric Ring. Qin Sang first set up several additional layers of restrictions at the secret realm's exit, then, with a flash, he dove underwater. He then summoned the Ebony Sword again and, following the previous method, opened the sealed passage. Under the storm's influence, the seal's power was chaotic, making it somewhat more difficult than last time. However, the Ebony Sword's power far surpassed that of the Golden Sinking Sword, so Qin Sang found it easier instead.

Underwater, the spiritual sword made a virtual strike, leaving streaks of sword qi. The storm on the water's surface became even more violent. Before long, the whirlpool reappeared above the altar. The sensation became clearer: the tremors were indeed coming from the other end, indicating the passage was two-way, so there was no need to worry about not being able to return. Qin Sang pointed a finger, and the Ebony Sword shot above the whirlpool, splitting into four beams of sword light that positioned themselves in the four cardinal directions, stabilizing the whirlpool.

Once the passage stabilized, Qin Sang recalled the Ebony Sword and simultaneously summoned the Twelve Devilish Banners, entering them. Darkness enveloped him, and Qin Sang knew he had been teleported elsewhere, but he found himself still underwater.