Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 143 - 143 142 Legend

143: Chapter 142 Legend 143: Chapter 142 Legend Lin Xuan stared ahead with a face full of shock, his eyes filled with amazement.

Before him was a ruined building, split in half from the middle with an even cut as if it had been sliced open by a sharp blade.

And the pillars of that palace were built from a stack of skulls, which was quite horrifying.

Lin Xuan was shocked in his heart; he slowly descended and arrived above the building.

A chill seemed to come from it, making one’s entire body uncomfortable.

Shen Jingqiu also descended and entered alongside Lin Xuan.

Inside were dozens of white skeletal corpses, lying on the ground, as if the surrounding water had no effect on them.

Among these corpses, one stood proudly, its flesh still remaining, as if it were a living person.

However, its head was missing.

There was only a headless corpse standing there.

“Could it be that the pillars outside are constructed from the heads of these individuals?” Lin Xuan gasped.

“But where is this person’s head?” Shen Jingqiu wondered.

If his physical body could be undying, his head should surely be the same.

But no such head was outside.

The two could not understand, and Lin Xuan shook his head and began to search around.

“There are words here!” Shen Jingqiu transmitted her voice.

Lin Xuan walked over and saw a row of very distorted characters on the ground.

“They are here…”

The person who made the inscriptions clearly had high cultivation, because Lin Xuan and Shen Jingqiu could both feel a breath of despair emanating from the writing.

These corpses had reached at least the Spirit Merging Realm, but there were no wounds on their skeletons; they seemed to have been killed by a blow to the head.

Lord of Wine analyzed once more.

“A group at the Spirit Merging Realm, killed in one strike!” Lin Xuan was beyond words.

The elders of the Xuantian Sect were at the cultivation level of the Spirit Merging Realm, and all of these corpses were at that level.

That meant, even beings of the elders’ caliber were killed in one strike.

Who on earth had such power?

Who were they?

Shen Jingqiu also noticed these things, and her beautiful eyes were full of shock, unable to speak for a long time.

“There is another palace below,” Lin Xuan looked downward.

It was as if the underworld had been cut open, with the mountains and stones of the seabed on both sides and a big fissure in the middle.

The two quickly descended and finally reached the second palace.

It too was cut in half, and also filled with corpses.

However, there were noticeably more individuals here, and even some broken swords and knives remained.

Lin Xuan found that these weapons were at least Xuan-grade treasures, but now they were all broken.

There’s writing here too!

Shen Jingqiu pointed at the ground and said, her expression somewhat unnatural.

“They are here, the items have been lost…”

It seemed the message was unfinished; Lin Xuan was curious whether there was a third palace.

“I feel a breath from below,” Shen Jingqiu said.

“My time is running short, I need to get air,” Lin Xuan hesitated, but finally gritted his teeth, “Go quickly and return!”

Like agile fish, the two quickly descended.

Ahead, light began to shine.

“There is a palace, unscathed!” The two were overjoyed and hastened their pace.

Swoosh!

A dark shadow flashed, attacking the two.

The water stirred tumultuously, surging endlessly, the great force pressing against Lin Xuan causing a heaviness in his heart.

Lin Xuan moved swiftly, swiftly dodging, but in the water, resistance slowed his speed compared to on land.

Clang!

He raised his hand and launched the Triple Mountain Suppressing Hand, colliding with the shadow, and with the force of the backlash, he quickly retreated.

Only after he had retreated a good distance did he realize that the shadow was actually a tentacle of an octopus.

Lin Xuan and Shen Jingqiu dared not linger and dashed towards the palace below with all their might.

And the tentacle, like a sharp sword, swiftly slashed towards the two of them.

“Split Wind Style!”

Lin Xuan’s sword cleaved down, as if parting the water in front of them to flow to either side.

This was a sword skill he newly understood while comprehending the Wind Emperor’s Sword; he didn’t expect it to work so well underwater.

Hiss, hiss!

Right when the pursuing tentacle was about to catch up with them, Lin Xuan and Shen Jingqiu finally made it into the palace.

Pop!

Pop!

It was as if they had entered another space; there was no water in the palace, only an abundance of Spiritual Energy.

Phew!

Lin Xuan let out a heavy sigh of relief.

His time to come up for air was approaching fast, so it was fortunate there was no water here.

Outside, the octopus tentacle seemed to fear this palace and didn’t attack, instead rapidly departing.

“Let’s see what’s inside,” Lin Xuan and Shen Jingqiu continued to search.

“Damn, it’s a treasure!” Lin Xuan exclaimed.

He saw a shelf filled with weapons, each engraved with markings.

Lin Xuan set his sights on a longsword and reached for it.

Whoosh!

The longsword shattered into tiny pieces, scattering on the ground.

“How can this be?” He tried again, only to find all the weapons were unusable.

Beside him, Shen Jingqiu also shook her head as a treasure bottle in her hand crumbled quickly.

These items were all damaged, retaining their form only in appearance.

Disappointed, the two quickly made their way to the inner sanctuary.

Inside, there lay a bronze coffin, resting in silence.

On it, there was a platter with two eggshells, both cracked open with nothing inside.

“This…” Shen Jingqiu gasped, “Could it be Life Essence?”

Lin Xuan’s expression turned strange, thinking of the green egg within his storage ring.

Gently picking up a piece of eggshell, Lin Xuan found it surprisingly hard, virtually indestructible.

Meanwhile, the green egg inside his storage ring also began to shake, as if coming to life.

Without a word, Lin Xuan sought the advice of Lord of Wine.

“Maybe it originally belonged here,” the Lord of Wine sighed.

Lin Xuan was startled.

He noticed there was an empty spot on the tray, bare of anything.

“Could this egg have also been here originally?” Lin Xuan speculated, planning to take the broken eggshell with him.

“Let’s take one each!” Shen Jingqiu was also interested in the eggshell and quickly snatched one.

Lin Xuan collected the other.

“Eh, what’s this pattern?” Lord of Wine wondered in surprise.

Lin Xuan looked around, noticing two dragons carved on either side of the bronze coffin, their teeth and claws exposed.

“Circle around!” instructed Lord of Wine.

Lin Xuan moved swiftly, discovering that on the inner side of the coffin, there was an engraving of a sword.

With a dragon for the hilt, it was quite peculiar, inspiring awe in those who viewed it.

Shen Jingqiu came over and also noticed this engraving, her eyes wandering.

“I seem to have heard a legend,” she said, her gaze fixated on the strange sword.

“A legend?” Lin Xuan inquired, “What legend?”

“I once heard my master mention it; they were discussing the weapons of the continent.

Some said it was the Overlord Spear, others said the Biluo Saber.”

“But my master said it was the Great Dragon Sword; he claimed it was the sharpest of all weapons.”

“At that time, all the elders laughed, saying the Great Dragon Sword was just a myth, not to be taken seriously.”

“I never expected I’d see this pattern here today.”

Shen Jingqiu sighed, “Could the legend be true?”

“The Great Dragon Sword…” Lin Xuan murmured.

He reached out, pressing on it, wanting to feel it.

A Dragon’s Roar exploded in Lin Xuan’s ears, as if a True Dragon had come to life.