Chapter 659 - 44: All Heaven Divine Slayer Sword Talisman

Fang Cheng withdrew his Netherworld Giant Kun Dharma Aspect and carefully examined the enormous broken sword before him.

The jet-black broken sword was snapped in the middle. Its break was an irregular, jagged edge. It was made of some unknown black iron, giving it a sense of both weight and sharpness.

On the spine of the broken sword were three and a half inscriptions. They were mysterious and profound, archaic and simple, and seemed to contain infinite Sword Intent, yet he couldn’t comprehend even a fraction of it.

Fang Cheng stretched out his hand, and a surge of majestic, boundless Magical Power flowed out, landing on the broken sword.

CLANG!

In an instant, the broken sword trembled. An incomparably sharp Sword Aura flashed, slicing through his Magical Power and then grinding it to dust.

Fang Cheng’s brow twitched, and he reached out again, pressing down toward the giant sword.

A giant Demon Light Hand formed in the sky and reached for the jet-black broken sword.

The moment the great hand touched the broken sword, a jet-black Sword Aura shot toward the heavens, instantly cleaving the Demon Light Hand apart.

Even the restrictive seals within the Taixu Cloud Tower couldn’t block the Sword Aura in the slightest. It pierced through them with a single strike, rushing straight for the sky.

Venerable Jiayin, Beiming Cang Xue, and Beiming Qingqiu, who were cultivating in the tower, all sensed this astonishing Sword Aura and were filled with curiosity.

Fang Cheng was both shocked and delighted. The power of this broken sword seemed to surpass even that of his Tier Six Flying Sword, "Boundless."

But strangely, he couldn’t refine this sword.

Whether it was his Magical Power or his Divine Sense, the moment he tried to invade the sword, it would be utterly obliterated by the Sword Aura and Sword Intent.

He tried everything, switching between several Sword Techniques and methods for Refining Magical Artifacts, but all ended in failure.

’How strange!’

Throughout his life, Fang Cheng had roamed unchallenged, seizing countless Magical Artifacts from others. He had even obtained several Spirit Immortal’s Relics, but he had never encountered an item he couldn’t refine.

And this broken sword was clearly not an owned object; it could only mean his method for refining it was wrong.

’Could it be these Sword Talismans?’

Fang Cheng gazed at the three major inscriptions on the spine of the broken sword, pondering silently.

According to legend, there were indeed some Flying Swords that could only be activated and controlled with a corresponding Sword Technique, practically making them Flying Swords custom-made by their masters for a specific technique.

But even so, others could still refine them; they just wouldn’t be able to unleash the Flying Sword’s full power.

Fang Cheng flew up and circled the broken sword a few times, his fondness for it growing the more he looked at it.

Although his Boundless Flying Sword was Tier Six, his Spiritual Mechanism Incarnation had grown accustomed to using it. His true self still lacked a Flying Sword of tremendous power.

This broken sword before him was even more powerful than Boundless, making it a perfect fit for his true self.

He studied it for half a day, sitting cross-legged in the void, trying to comprehend the three Sword Talisman inscriptions on its spine. But he never found the right method, and the Creation Golden Talisman in his sea of consciousness showed no reaction.

Helpless, he had no choice but to return to the mysterious liquid he had obtained from the body of the Golden Jellyfish.

The liquid had now formed a lake, confined within the clouds by an invisible force field in the Taixu Cloud Tower. It was as calm as a mirror, clear and pure, and brimming with spirituality.

Fang Cheng activated his Magical Power and let it fall upon the lake’s surface. It immediately reacted with the mysterious liquid, causing a golden mist to rise.

The qi and blood in his body stirred restlessly. On the surface of his skin, elegant, flowing, dark-gold lines and archaic, profound runes appeared, intertwining and bursting forth with a dazzlingly bright light.

"Hm?"

A thought sparked in Fang Cheng’s mind. He began to circulate the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique. A faint rumbling echoed from the void, followed by the sound of countless deep voices chanting scriptures.

WHOOSH!

The golden mist above the lake’s surface suddenly swelled, expanding to dozens of times its original volume!

It was as if a Golden Mountain had risen from the ground, erupting with ten thousand rays of golden light.

Innumerable Merit Talismanic Coins emerged from the void, piling up into a great mountain on the lake’s surface in an instant.

"This..."

Fang Cheng’s expression changed slightly. When he used the Circulation Qi Collection Technique to draw Spiritual Qi from the Spiritual Sky Realm down to the Lower Realm and then converted it into Merit Talismanic Coins, it never produced such an astonishing phenomenon.

He never expected that just a small test of this mysterious "lake water" would refine so many Merit Talismanic Coins.

Moreover, the grade and quality of these Merit Talismanic Coins were in no way inferior to those he usually refined from the Spiritual Qi of the Spiritual Sky Realm.

’The liquid from the Golden Jellyfish’s body really is a treasure for strengthening the physical body!’

Fang Cheng looked at the shimmering golden mountain before him, a peak piled high with countless glittering, round Talismanic Coins with square holes, confirming the guess in his heart.

He lightly activated his Profound Skill, and his body instantly seemed to transform into a humanoid black hole, beginning to frantically devour the massive amount of surrounding Merit Talismanic Coins.

BOOM!

The great mountain made of golden Talismanic Coins immediately collapsed, then imploded toward Fang Cheng, surging entirely into his body.

Fang Cheng sat cross-legged in the void, fully circulating the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique. This Body Refining Technique, created from the ingenious ideas of a Cultivator from the Ancient Era, was being pushed by him to unprecedented heights.

’I wonder if the great master who created this technique ever ascended in the end?’

But at this moment, after devouring a massive amount of Merit Talismanic Coins, Fang Cheng faintly touched the bottleneck of the sixth revolution.

Soon, a great mountain of Talismanic Coins vanished.

Another golden mist immediately rose from the lake’s surface. Then, the mist abruptly expanded upward, forming an even larger and more majestic Golden Mountain of Talismanic Coins.

Fang Cheng freely refined the massive quantities of Merit Talismanic Coins. On the lake’s surface, Golden Mountains rose one after another, only to be devoured and refined by him one by one.

The surface of the "lake water" could be seen slowly descending, gradually beginning to diminish.

Fang Cheng sat cross-legged in the void, an aura of heavy, tyrannical power radiating from his body. On his skin, countless more dark-gold lines and runes gradually appeared.

These lines and runes seeped into the very particles of his flesh and blood, as if they were gradually forming the prototype of a vast and immense Array within his body.