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"What a terrifying killing intent."

Entering the Divine Weapon Pavilion, which was made of special metal materials, Ye Chen saw that there were all sorts of spiritual tools hanging on the huge walls of the Divine Weapon Pavilion. A sharp killing intent was emitted from these spiritual tools, causing all the pores on his body to stand up.

Due to the high price of spiritual tools in the Divine Weapon Pavilion, the disciples of the Skyfire Martial Palace preferred to use soul crystals to cultivate. Thus, there was only a white-haired old man sleeping on a rocking chair inside the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

"Is there something special about this broken sword?"

Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows, then walked over to the white-haired elder, who was guarding the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and asked, "I wonder what the value of this broken sword is. Is it made in the Heavenly Fire Martial House?"

"This broken sword is worth a thousand soul crystals. As for its origin and rank, I'm not too sure either." The white-haired old man who was lying on the rocking chair slowly opened his eyes and said in a neither cold nor hot tone.

"One thousand soul crystals! So expensive!"

Knowing the price of the broken sword, Ye Zichen couldn't help but suck in a breath, while hesitating about whether he should buy it or not.

After all, one thousand soul crystals was enough to buy a Middle Tier spiritual weapon or exchange for a Spiritual Tier High Rank soul skill. This broken sword was heavily damaged, so he couldn't see any value in it.

"This broken sword has a long history, and the material it is made of is extraordinary, so the price is quite high." The white-haired old man said.

"I wonder if I can take a look at that broken sword first?" Ye Chenfeng pondered for a moment, then asked.

"No, I can't move it without buying it!" The white-haired old man shook his head and refused.

"Alright, I'll buy this broken sword." After hesitating for a long time, Ye Chenfeng finally decided to spend one thousand low-grade soul crystals to buy this broken sword that could cause the divine sense to devour its brain.

"Have you really decided? I heard that this broken sword is a little strange. " The white-haired elder looked at Ye Zichen meaningfully and reminded him.

"I've decided."

With that, Ye Zichen took out a thousand low-grade soul crystals from his Cosmic Bag and handed it over to the white-haired old man.

After buying the broken sword, Ye Chenfeng did not stay any longer. He turned around and left the Divine Weapon Pavilion. He could not wait and returned to his courtyard to study the broken sword.

The reason Ye Zichen was so anxious was because when his finger touched the broken sword, the Godeater's Brain immediately reacted. It was clear that this broken sword was extraordinary.

However, when Ye Zichen calmed down and studied the broken sword, he discovered that it did not absorb his blood, nor did it have any reaction to the brain devouring.

"Could it be that the brain misperceived? This broken sword is just a worthless broken weapon." Ye Zichen used the mind devouring to sense it for more than half an hour, but he did not find anything special about the broken sword, so he revealed a look of disappointment.

"Did I use the wrong method?"

Ye Zichen thought about it for a while, then changed his method. He quickly circulated the Soul Devouring Art, controlled the brain to emit a powerful devouring force, and allowed it to seep into the broken sword.

After about the time it took for an incense stick to burn, an abnormality finally appeared within the broken sword. Under the powerful devouring power of the mind devouring power, a slight cracking sound could be heard from the broken sword.

In the next moment, the soul power Ye Zichen released entered the broken sword and detected a large amount of attack patterns within the sword.

However, as the broken sword broke at the waist, these array patterns also broke.

"3,680 attack runes, just who the hell created this broken sword?"

Ye Chenfeng could not imagine just how powerful it would be if the sword was intact and activated all the attack patterns when attacking.

He could probably instantly kill a Heavenly Beast Immortal expert.

"I wonder if the Godeater Brain can help me repair these runes."

Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself. He decided to find an opportunity to borrow the divine brain's power to try and repair the runes on the broken sword. If he could, then this broken sword would be his trump card.

"Eh, this sword hilt also has a 'miasma'."

While Ye Zichen was silently fumbling about for the mysterious broken sword, the mind detected a hidden array pattern restriction on the hilt of the broken sword.

"Break!"

With the help of the brain's power, the soul power that Ye Zichen released forcefully entered the sword hilt array seal. Soon after, a peerless sound pierced his ears.

"KILL KILL KILL!"

The terrifying sound was like thunder that shook the heavens, exploding in Ye Zichen's ears. The powerful sound caused Ye Zichen to bleed from his seven orifices, while his head felt dizzy.

Just as Ye Zichen wanted to withdraw the soul power that had seeped into the broken sword, an overflowing sword aura surged out from the array seal, shattering the soul power and entering his brain, tearing his soul apart.

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng's head was about to be penetrated to death, the Godeater Brain that had merged with his brain quickly moved, releasing a powerful devouring power that swallowed the horrifying monstrous sword aura.

But in the next second, another soaring sword force gushed out from the restless sword hilt and struck into Ye Chenfeng's mind, continuing to attack his soul.

Facing the unstoppable force of the sword, Ye Chenfeng was unable to resist. He was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, as he placed all his hope on the brain.

If the mind devouring couldn't devour the soaring sword energy gushing out of the broken sword, then it would be hard for him to escape from doom.

The moment the second soaring sword attack entered Ye Chen's mind, the brain immediately reacted, producing a blood devouring light. It was like a huge mouth swallowing the sky, enveloping the sword aura. The terrifying sword aura was devoured for the second time.

After the two sword auras, Ye Zichen's entire heart dropped to the bottom.

This was because he could clearly feel the third towering sword energy brewing within the broken sword, and the strength of this sword energy allowed him to smell the scent of death.

In the blink of an eye, a dazzling white light pierced his eyes. A sword force akin to a meteor pierced through his brain, piercing towards the Divine Devouring Brain that controlled his soul.

Following that, a destructive sword force exploded out in Ye Zichen's mind, colliding with the devouring power released by the God Devouring Brain, stunning him, causing him to fall onto the bloodstained wooden bed. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.