LEGEND OF THE ETERNAL FLAME WARRIOR
Episode 276's. Illusion Mist Sword Spirit
"Damn what happened to the six spiritual flames that were in my body." Let Ling Yan be annoyed.
He kept trying to summon the six spiritual flames within his body but still there was no answer from the six spiritual flames, because what was happening right now was that the six spiritual fire spirits were entering the sleep phase because Ling Yan was already close to getting to the holy swordsman stage.
He did not expect, at a time of need like this, the six spiritual flames present in his body could not help him in the least.
"Arghhhh." Said Ling Yan while trying to escape from the turmoil of that natural energy.
But the more he tried to get out, the greater and stronger the amount of natural energy entered his body.
Right at the moment when his heavenly spirit root was unable to contain the inner power anymore, suddenly the entire natural energy that came out from within the illusory fog sword suddenly disappeared instantly.
"Eh.... What just happened? where does the abundant natural energy go." The flustered Ling Yan tried to inspect the surroundings and only obtained a round object that he was very familiar with.
"It's..no." Ling Yan found the red egg that he had been sitting near his feet and the red pattern on the surface of the egg had been formed to resemble a bird perfectly.
"Haha it turns out that you're the one who absorbed all that natural energy, hahaha you haven't hatched yet but have helped me so far, I'm so grateful to have you." Said Ling Yan while sticking his face on the surface of the egg.
Ling Yan could now feel his body was already filled with an enormous power, because thanks to the natural energy absorbed by his heavenly spirit root, it was, now Ling Yan had stayed one step away from ascending to the level of a holy swordsman.
Ling Yan's gaze was again fixed on the illusory fog sword and the formless sword book that was still in its place.
"Then it's time to move forward." Ling Yan inserted the egg first into his grout ring before walking closer to the illusionary fog sword.
Ling Yan again stepped forward like before, and this time it was no let alone the natural energy turmoil that came out from the illusory fog sword.
When Ling Yan had already managed to make the distance of the sword and himself was only too less than half a meter, Zhao Zhang and Shen Yu seemed unable to resist the sweet smile engraved on his face.
"He made it through the first test, now we can only wait, if he can pull the sword from the scabbard." Zhao Zhang slowly stood up from his place.
Before extending his hand to hold the sword hilt, Ling Yan slightly said inwardly and asked the ancestor of the thousand sword sect beforehand.
"Our ancestor, I do not intend to seize what has become yours, but let me inherit the power of this sword to prevent chaos in the martial world." Inner Ling Yan.
Shortly after, Ling Yan finally reached out his hand without any hesitation, until at the moment the illusory fog sword was grasped by his hand.
Whuss....
A thick fog suddenly covered Ling Yan's gaze, and the mist could only be seen by him.
Another case with Zhao Zhang and Shen Yu, they seemed to frown at Ling Yan who suddenly fell silent on the spot without moving a bit.
"Why was Ling Yan even silent when he grasped the sword?" Shen Yu asked Zhao Zhang.
"I don't understand either, but it seems that he is currently entering into the illusion of the spirit within the sword." Zhao Zhang replied.
Right now the two could only see Ling Yan's eyes gaze so blank and were only fixed on that illusory fog sword.
Meanwhile within the illusionary fog, Ling Yan was seen circulating his gaze around but only finding a thick fog.
A moment later, a heavy voice sounded from the direction behind Ling Yan.
"Hoho... More than a hundred years passed, but only someone else managed to touch me." Say that voice.
"Who's there." Ling Yan stared at his surroundings without lowering his vigilance.
"When the level you have is still very low, but how did you manage to touch the illusory fog sword?" Say that voice again.
Ling Yan turned back and found an old man with a beard and long white hair standing up while holding his chin.
Ling Yan raised his eyebrows slightly before asking further.
"You.... Who the hell are you?" Ling Yan asked successfully made the old man startled.
"Ehh.... Can you see me?" The old man did not believe it.
Ling Yan felt that the old geezer before him right now had a slight psychiatric disorder.
"Of course I can see you, you're standing in front...."
Ling Yan stopped his words when he found out the old geezer had no times and just floated without a stand.
"Yah!!! Ghost!!!!" Shouted Ling Yan.
Right after that shout, Ling Yan got a punch on the part of his head from the old geezer.
"Damn me this illusionary mist sword spirit, not a ghost!!" The old man replied annoyed.
"It's not that you're the same as the spirit of a dead person, it means you're a ghost isn't it?" Said Ling Yan while rubbing his head that had just been hit by a blow.
"Help.... It's up to you." The old grandfather then watched Ling Yan closely before again nodding his head.
"Haisss you're still so weak, how could you possibly inherit this sword." The old man repeated his previous words.
Ling Yan slightly grumbled inwardly as he was constantly despised as a weak swordsman.
"But when I am a senior swordsman, it actually has to be how strong a person's level to be strong in his eyes."
"Of course it's still very far from you, because my previous owner was a master of heaven's destiny who had 5 heavenly spirit roots." Replied the old grandfather who could hear Ling Yan's inner voice.
Ling Yan wanted to grumble but upon hearing the heavenly spirit root, Ling Yan finally got something he could be proud of.
"Dam!! Just 5 heaven spirit roots what a great person it is." Ling Yan replied in a haughty tone.
"Of course he's so great, even his strength....." The old grandfather stopped his words and ended up agape as he sensed that Ling Yan had also a heavenly spirit root as well.
"You!!! How can you have such a complete heavenly spirit root!!! This.... This is a rare talent." The old grandfather looked so surprised when he saw Ling Yan's heavenly spirit root directly.
"Basic! though you said I was a weak boy and still did not deserve to inherit this illusory fog sword." Ling Yan turned his body while crossing his arms haughtily.
Though behind it all Ling Yan was seen glancing slightly back while smiling mischievously at the old grandfather's spirit behind him.
"Ekhmm sorry for that, introduce my name is Guo Kai, I am the illusionary fog sword spirit that accompanied Zhao Lin in his prime." Obviously the old grandfather.