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Chapter 550: The Supreme Evil Spirit Sword's Submission! The First Battle with the Holy Spirit!
Chapter 550: The Supreme Evil Spirit Sword's Submission! The First Battle with the Holy Spirit!
Qian Yi held the sword, exuding an air of rebellion, as if a royal courtier ready to start an uprising.
However, Su Ping quickly slapped this little creature, snapping Qian Yi out of his daydream of becoming the Death Overlord.
Qian Yi shrank back, still holding the Death Sword, and followed Su Ping closely. Su Ping then turned his attention to the others.
He ignored the shocked and doubtful Lord Bai, focusing instead on the most inconspicuous 'little person' at that moment.
Among the Heavenly Tomb Legion members, Zhu Linxin was indeed the most unremarkable.
In fact, he was also the weakest in strength.
This was evident from the fact that after entering the Soul Furnace and being influenced by the Death Sword, Zhu Linxin's soul had almost completely transformed into a Sword Soul, becoming a part of the nourishment for the Death Sword and the Soul Furnace.
Although Su Ping had asked Charles to get all the Heavenly Tomb Legion members out of the Soul Furnace as soon as possible after seeing Charles, he couldn't be sure of their condition and fate.
However, as he looked around, Su Ping's heart sank.
Even after leaving the Soul Furnace and all this time, he could see that not only his gaze but also everything around them, including Qian Yi's astonishing evolution and the true form of the White Tiger, had not brought Zhu Linxin and some of the others back to their senses.
Actually, they were not entirely unaware, as their eyes remained fixed on one thing.
It was Qian Yi's pitch-black Death Sword. Besides that, they sat there dumbfounded, and if not for their colleagues' support, they might have even laid down on the ground.
Only their dark eyes stared intently at the Death Sword.
What made Su Ping's heart turn cold was the absence of several figures from the supposed one hundred-strong Heavenly Tomb Legion.
Clearly, some of them had not found their companions to support each other within the Soul Furnace and had completely transformed into Sword Souls, becoming part of the nourishment for the Death Sword and the Soul Furnace.
It was cruel, but Su Ping knew it was inevitable.
Perhaps they had anticipated this outcome.
Su Ping fell silent, recalling how he, Cold Sir, and the Saint Dragon Legend had tried their best to stop them from entering the Heavenly Tomb.
After understanding the situation inside the Heavenly Tomb, he knew that no matter how many Beastmasters there were, it would likely be futile.
Because it was a deadly situation.
Only he, after obtaining Charles' Heavenly Tomb or Death God Mark, could safely maintain his soul and approach the Death Sword, sitting on the Bone Throne.
The rest, including countless Companion Beasts, would likely end up being forged into Sword Souls within the Soul Furnace, becoming nourishment for the Death Sword.
But there was no other way.
Not only would Ghost Saint and Saint Dragon Legend disagree, but these individuals themselves would not consent.
Sacrifice, however, was not something to be celebrated, especially for Su Ping, as these sacrifices could have been avoided.
He looked at Zhu Linxin, and the latter's gaze made him turn to Qian Yi:
"Qian Yi, can you restore the souls of Zhu Linxin and the others?"
Qian Yi had never expected that after his evolution and gaining unparalleled strength, his first task would be to heal and save lives.
Nevertheless, the little guy approached Zhu Linxin.
He didn't have a profound understanding of souls.
It was purely because after this evolution, the essence of the undead was the combination of souls and death, and there was an inseparable connection between the Sword Soul and him.
Qian Yi carefully examined the figure before him and shook his head:
"Wow!"
Su Ping frowned, understanding the little guy's meaning.
In fact, not only could the Death Sword do this, but the Death Sword was just a trigger.
The Soul Furnace was created at a great cost after the Death God's demise, serving as his final resting place.
The layout of the Heavenly Tomb and the existence of the Bone Throne were also contributing factors.
As for the Death Sword, it was indeed a node, but not the most crucial factor.
To illustrate, the Soul Furnace, as its name suggests, is a place for soul transformation.
In the process of casting a sword, metal is melted at high temperatures into a liquid and then poured into a mold.
The Death Sword is like the mold for this soul, but whether it can be restored is related to this process, though not the primary factor.
After understanding this, Su Ping sighed and turned to the White Tiger:
"Lord Bai, please convey my message to Saint Dragon. Do your best to find a way to heal their soul injuries. If there's anything I can do, please let me know."
He wasn't an expert in this field, and injuries and illnesses related to the soul were tricky to deal with. Su Ping understood this as well.
White Tiger glanced at him and then nodded.
Then, he turned his questioning gaze towards Su Ping.
It was clear that even it was a bit confused about what to do next.
In fact, even in Saint Dragon Legend's imagination, it was unlikely that Su Ping would have completed the exploration of the Heavenly Tomb and emerged from it in just one day.
Su Ping noticed White Tiger's hesitation, looked around at this ghostly place, and after some thought, said, "Anyway, let's head back to the military camp."
Only by returning to the military camp could he later organize today's events and inform Cold Sir and Saint Dragon Legend.
Although they had left the Heavenly Tomb, the struggle surrounding it was far from over; in fact, it could be said to have only just begun.
He had firmly chosen his side, and the future battles for the other two Heavenly Tombs would become a true test of strength.
Thinking of this, Su Ping exhaled.
White Tiger then looked around, "What about them, meow?"
Clearly, by 'them,' he meant the other Undead Domain creatures crouching in such a manner.
Su Ping looked directly at Qian Yi:
"Qian Yi, let them disperse. Also, tell them not to invade the northern border of our Dragon Kingdom again. If the number of Undead born in this Heavenly Tomb is too high, don't restrain them. Let them kill each other, and the fittest will survive."
"At that time, I will report to the upper echelons of the Dragon Kingdom. We won't actively dispatch advanced Beastmasters to eliminate Sacred Spirit-ranked and some Emperor-ranked creatures.
However, this place will become a trial ground for the Dragon Kingdom. Dragon Kingdom Beastmasters can enter and undergo trials, collecting Undead Domain resources. If they don't actively attack those high-intelligence Sacred Spirit-ranked beasts, those beasts also can't casually attack our Dragon Kingdom's beasts.
Go and ask those leading Undead Domain beasts to see if they can agree to this!"
"Wow!"
This was Su Ping's initial plan; in fact, it was still in its preliminary stages.
Currently, within the Heavenly Tomb, the number of Undead Domain beasts was in the tens of millions, and it was even possible that there were over a hundred million of them.
There was no reason to completely eliminate such a massive Ghost Tide.
Now that he had control over the Bone Throne, a part of the Heavenly Tomb's absolute authority, he could leave his mark on this land in the future. As long as Charles didn't cause any trouble, he could ensure that these currently wild Undead Domain beasts would be replaced with others.
So, for now, it was best to use gentle means to stabilize these creatures.
Of course, judging by the situation, if these creatures could completely submit to Qian Yi's Dominance skill, Su Ping wouldn't mind keeping them.
He had other methods to make these creatures obey, but he didn't have the mood or energy to manipulate the Bone Throne to force them into submission.
It was enough for them to listen for now, allowing him to leave and digest the situation.
Su Ping's prediction was correct.
Qian Yi walked forward and exchanged a few words with the largest Supreme Evil Spirit Sword, and the first feedback in the soul pact was as follows.
Su Ping looked at Qian Yi in surprise,
"The Supreme Evil Spirit Sword wants to follow you? And it wants to enter your Death Sword Domain?"
Qian Yi nodded, looking mighty.
However, it was indeed worthy of such admiration.
The Supreme Evil Spirit Sword was a Sacred Spirit-ranked existence.
But according to Qian Yi's Death Sword Master skill analysis, it was a Death Domain, Undead, Sword-type creature.
These three buffs made the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword a formidable opponent.
Although it was a Sacred Spirit-ranked creature, it had submitted to an Emperor-ranked one. While this sounded abstract, witnessing Qian Yi's ability made it seem like a barely acceptable situation.
However, this idea was completely shattered by the second piece of information Qian Yi conveyed.
Su Ping's eyebrows furrowed, "What? Those other Sacred Spirit-ranked Undead creatures don't agree with this proposal? And through the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword, they said you don't have the qualifications to command the Undead Domain beasts in the northern border of the Heavenly Tomb?"
Qian Yi nodded again, and this time, his 2D-style face was filled with righteous indignation.
Lord Bai, standing beside them, spoke calmly,
"Su Kid, I've said it before. These Undead creatures, what's there to talk about? If they dare to come close, I'll just eat them all."
Clearly, for Lord Bai, as long as they didn't hide and provoke him, daring to approach was just a matter of a few swipes of his claws.
Su Ping did not rush to use this 'nuclear weapon'.
He was also intrigued:
"Qian Yi, how many Holy Spirit-ranked beings are there here?"
Qian Yi shook his head.
It was evident from the attitude displayed in the scene before them that the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword was the most obedient.
Moreover, it had proactively pledged allegiance and became a subordinate to his subordinate.
The surrounding lower-ranked undead were most likely under the command of the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword.
However, Cold Sir had previously stated that the number of Holy Spirit-ranked beings in the Heavenly Tomb was always shrouded in mystery.
He couldn't launch an attack recklessly.
Therefore, the internal affairs of the high-ranked undead in the Heavenly Tomb were clearly not peaceful.
And with the fusion and emergence of the Death Sword, the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword had no hesitation in surrendering.
But the other high-ranked undead beings obviously didn't care about this.
If the God of the Dead appeared, there would be no question; all the undead on Blue Planet would obey. However, Qian Yi didn't even mention the gap between the God of the Dead, and the fused Death Sword was merely a shell with a tiny fraction of its original power.
The attitude of the other undead was understandable.
But understanding is one thing, and acceptance is another.
Su Ping thought for a moment and turned to Lord Bai:
"Lord Bai, please stay here to protect Captain Li and the others. I'll go and take a look."
With Lord Bai present, those high-ranked undead wouldn't dare to provoke, let alone approach.
Lord Bai thought for a moment: "Be careful, meow!"
"Qian Yi, let's go. I want to see who dares to disobey."
Qian Yi didn't waste words; this place had already become his territory.
The majority of Holy Spirit-ranked beastly existences were no less than humans, possessing complete wisdom.
He led Qian Yi from the center of the Heavenly Tomb, slowly approaching.
The Supreme Evil Spirit Sword came into his line of sight.
On the massive evil sword, the scarlet eyes rotated, eerie and sinister. But Su Ping genuinely saw the utmost sincerity and humility in this being towards Qian Yi.
Could this thing be genuinely sincere?
"Supreme Evil Spirit Sword? Do you truly wish to submit to Qian Yi?"
The scarlet eyes instantly locked onto Su Ping, and a clear mental tremor resonated throughout the surroundings:
"Human, I was born from the sword intent of the Death Sword! So I submit to the Death Sword Master, not you, a mere human!"
Su Ping smiled slightly, stopping the disgruntled Qian Yi, and said:
"No harm done!"
The voice of the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword sounded again:
"Human, if you think that by ordering the Death Sword Master to command me, you can make the entire Heavenly Tomb submit, then you are greatly mistaken!
In the Heavenly Tomb, there are more than ten Holy Spirit-ranked beings! In the presence of that legendary totem, we dare not defy you. But if you think you can make the Heavenly Tomb your human vassal, then you are also greatly mistaken!"
More than ten?
Su Ping's heart secretly drew in a cold breath.
But his expression remained unperturbed. He calmly glanced at the Supreme Evil Spirit Sword and then spoke:
"In that case, I recall that a Holy Spirit had also said these words to Qian Yi. There's no harm in calling it out.
In the world of beasts, the strong are always revered, right? So, let's see the truth from its subordinates!"
The Supreme Evil Spirit Sword was taken aback. See the truth from its subordinates?
It looked at Qian Yi. Although it absolutely believed in this Death Sword Master, the aura of the Death Sword was too powerful.
However, the Sword Master before him seemed to have not fully inherited the previous master's power. His aura was only at the initial stage of the Emperor rank, and he wanted to see the truth from whose subordinates?
At this moment, there was obviously an existence paying attention here. A piercing voice echoed through the endless dark fog:
"Ignorant human child! How dare you boast in the Heavenly Tomb, relying only on the Totem Supreme!"
Su Ping stared coldly into the black fog:
"I swear by the soul pact, without involving life and death, Lord Bai will definitely not take action! You hide in the shadows, and I doubt you are a top-ranked being in the Heavenly Tomb.
Since it's like this, my companion beast has just finished evolving. I, a humble Emperor-ranked initial stage, wonder if you dare to accept my challenge?"
His voice was cold, and with the spread of his mental power, his words reached over ten miles.
The next moment, the black fog churned, and a figure emerged from the air:
"In that case, I'll see how the human's companion beast can make this evil spirit sword surrender."
Su Ping's lips curled, and he looked at the figure that had emerged.
He recognized it at first glance.
The Holy Spirit-ranked undead ice-type beast, the Winter Snow Demon King.
(End of Chapter)
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