However, after experiencing an illusion, my cultivation level of transforming into gods collapsed directly into the out-of-body stage!

Even though Jing Ling doesn't know much about the level of human cultivation, he still knows that there are more than one or two small realms between the two.

It couldn't help but take a breath: "Then you have saved several thunder tribulations?"

Sang Ying nodded to it: "You guessed it right, but I can't look back."

Jing Ling was speechless silently, but he also knew that Sang Ying was telling the truth. It was too late to retreat now, so he might as well just follow her obediently.

Thinking like this, Jingling stopped talking. It was waiting for Sang Ying to really become a god so that it could ascend to heaven with the chickens and dogs.

Sang Ying simply adjusted her breath. She broke through several levels this time, which was really fast. If she hadn't experienced too many things over the years, her character would have been tempered long ago. I'm afraid she would have suddenly gained so much cultivation.

Because it only does harm to her and does no good.

After adjusting her breath, Sang Ying found a new robe for herself and replaced her rag-like clothes.

"Tsk, your previous level was really thrilling. Look at your robes. If you weren't so fast, I'm afraid you would have been burned to death." Jing Ling kept tutting.

Sang Ying looked at the robe and broke into a cold sweat.

Without further delay, Sang Ying took the Heart Magic Mirror out of her arms and took it all the way to the depths of the mausoleum.

The mausoleum is very large. After passing through the previous palace room, Sang Ying walked into a long corridor.

The corridor is very long, and it is pitch black at first glance. Only where Sang Ying walks will the lights light up, briefly illuminating part of the world.

Sang Ying walked all the way over, and Jing Ling hugged her arm tightly with his condensed hands: "There won't be anything strange in here, right?"

"You, a mirror spirit who has lived in the Demon Realm for so long, are still afraid of something?" Sang Ying found it a bit funny.

Jing Ling, however, was confident: "I was sleeping before. No matter how scary the Demon Realm is, I couldn't see it. But if the tomb of the God Clan is not preserved, there might be some powerful guardian beast inside."

Sang Ying thought so, and silently took out the Longyuan Sword from her storage bag, holding it horizontally in front of her, lest something dangerous might suddenly pounce and kill her.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a light finally lit up in front of the corridor.

Sang Ying didn't think too much and took a few steps before rushing out of the dark corridor.

In the tall palace, a huge sword was stuck diagonally on a cluster of blue ice crystals. The ice crystals were in full bloom, and the spiritual energy contained in them made Sang Ying salivate.

The sword was completely black, and a beam of light shone down from the top of its head, so that all the attention of those who came here would only be attracted by the sword under the light.

There was a breath of air surrounding Xuan Hei's sword. Sang Ying couldn't tell what it was, but she only felt that the sword was dangerous.

She took a step forward, and the divine sword immediately felt threatened. After a buzzing sound, countless sword shadows suddenly appeared in the palace, forming a rain of swords and flying towards Sang Ying.

This scene was so horrifying that Sang Ying only had time to throw the magic mirror from a distance. She didn't even have time to care whether it was broken or not, so she immediately thought of a way to avoid the sword shadow.

The buzzing of the divine sword continued, and the shadow of the sword kept changing its shape, chasing Sang Ying relentlessly, as if determined to destroy her.

The heart magic mirror that was thrown away also rolled aside smartly as soon as possible, not daring to cause any trouble to Sang Ying.

Fortunately, this sword array was obviously used to target Sang Ying. The dense sword shadows had no intention of diverting attention to the Heart Demon Mirror, and just chased her wholeheartedly.

When Jing Ling saw the fierce posture of the sword array, he silently sighed: It is indeed the sword of the God Emperor, it can treat an ordinary intruder so cruelly.

The Divine Sword has its pride, but Sang Ying is not someone to be trifled with.

No matter what, she had already reached the level of cultivation in the out-of-body stage. Under the increasing pressure from the sword formation behind her, she pulled out the Longyuan Sword and struck back at the sword formation.

It was much larger than before, and an unknown amount of spiritual power poured out, directly dispersing the sword shadow that had been chasing her for a long time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sang Ying hurriedly ran towards the giant sword. When the sword shadows gathered again and wanted to teach the intruder a lesson, Sang Ying's hand had already touched the giant sword.

The blade of the sword.

The next second, the cyan figure completely disappeared into the palace.

Jing Ling watched the whole process silently, and finally sighed: "It is indeed the sword of the God Emperor. It seems that this is another test."

The sword shadows that were stagnant in mid-air turned around one after another and "looked" at the Heart Magic Mirror with non-existent eyes. The mirror spirit's momentum immediately weakened after receiving such a cold look.

It shrank its neck, not daring to let out any breath or say a word.

Jian Ying let it go and quickly disappeared from the palace. Perhaps they would not appear again until the next intruder appeared.

…

Sang Ying didn't expect that she just touched the giant sword and was thrown into a sword tomb.

As the name suggests, the sword tomb is the place where swords are buried, the grave of swords.

But it is not so much a grave of swords as it is a place where swords that have lost their owners gather.

Sang Ying had seen the Sword Tomb before, and as far as she knew, the swords in the Sword Tomb naturally had a murderous aura because they had lost their owners.

This was the case with the Sword Tomb of the Liuguang Sword Sect back then.

But now it seems that the sword tombs in the Flowing Light Sword Sect are far less shocking than this one.

This place is like a cave. The tall stone mountain standing in the cave is full of swords, and each one is buzzing, as if talking to Sang Ying.

There is a sword above her head, a sword in front of her, and even a sword at her feet.

Amidst the buzzing of thousands of swords, Sang Ying began to climb up the stone mountain step by step.

"Human race, what are you doing here?" The moment Sang Ying's hand touched the stone mountain, an old voice suddenly asked.

Sang Ying heard the fierceness in this voice, and the owner of this voice probably didn't have much time left.

"I came here to look for the sword of the Divine Emperor Xi, and I want to use the power of the divine sword to become a god!" Sang Ying did not take it lightly because of the weakness revealed in this voice.

She explained her intention and also pointed out her identity as the destined son.

The voice was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke again: "The Sword of Nirvana is in this sword tomb. Every sword here may be Nirvana, or it may not be Nirvana. Because you are the son of destiny.

Come on, I won't drive you away, but I won't help you either. Whether you can find the Nirvana Sword depends on you."

Sang Ying had already prepared for this. Even after hearing the voice indicating that she would not be driven away, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, senior."

She knew that this would be the last hurdle for her to become a god. As long as she found the real Nirvana Sword, the day of becoming a god would be right around the corner!

Sang Ying let out a heavy breath, grabbed the black stone with both hands, and began to climb this invisible mountain of swords!
Chapter completed!