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The room was silent for a moment, then Lin Yue suddenly revealed a look of joy and shouted in disbelief: "My limit is the Martial God Realm!?"

Qin Zheng nodded, and with a bland expression, he said: "But you don't need to be too happy, the realm that Martial Soul represents is not a realm that you can reach 100%. Just like with the tens of thousands of geniuses in the world, if you truly become an expert of an unmatched generation, it is only a possibility that you do not leave anything behind."

However, there are at least more than ten thousand people who possess a Great Desolate Martial Soul, and the truth is that even the strongest War God is practically extinct. From what I know, there are only three that can definitely exist.

"Also, although your Hung Meng Martial Spirit is one of the strongest Martial Soul in the world, at the same time, they are also the most difficult to control Martial Soul. Those Dragon Martial Soul, Phoenix Martial Soul, and other ancient Martial Soul s are often amazing, able to advance at a thousand miles a day, able to display a strong advantage in the beginning of cultivation, but your Hung Meng Martial Spirit requires a large amount of tempering, and the energy it consumes is tens to hundreds of times that of other Martial Soul. The Martial Soul strengthens your meridians, and at the same time, also causes you to consume a lot of energy to break through.

It was true that every time he broke through, he would have to use an incomparably shocking amount of resources. Usually, the amount of resources he needed to break through had to exceed the resources of a few levels of his cultivation in order for him to be able to break through to the next level.

However, he finally knew what kind of Martial Soul he was.

Hung Meng Martial Spirit! It sounded very overbearing! No wonder he was able to jump from being a good-for-nothing to having a perverted physique, and in addition, his strength far surpassed that of other cultivators.

Lin Yue quickly adjusted his emotions and thanked Qin Zheng once again.

Qin Zheng remained unperturbed. Receiving Lin Yue's bow, he waved his sleeve, and a strand of black light flashed before him.

Lin Yue looked at the black light, and when he clearly saw the contents inside, his eyes instantly revealed pain. He slowly extended his hands and cupped the black light.

That was his black Ink Sword.

The black Ink Sword had already been cut into two halves. This treasure, which had carried Ning Taiheng's life and blood and had followed his master for more than three hundred years, lay silently in his palm. A faint chill spread to his skin, causing Lin Yue's heart to feel even heavier.

Qin Zheng said: "This Ink Sword is also considered to have a decent handle, its level should be around seventh grade, if it were to meet other Spirit Weapon, even if it was a Grade Eight Spirit Weapon, it would not be broken in one blow."

"It's just that the Three Thousand Weak Water Arts is the divine water of the world, although gentle, it is extremely overbearing, and your Chaos Fire can be flexible as well. When facing the Three Thousand Weak Water Arts, all of the Supreme Yang Fire gushed out, and the Supreme Yin Water and Supreme Yang Fire under the world acted on this sword at the same time, causing it to be unable to endure it and break."

Lin Yue nodded, showing his understanding.

"However, although the sword is of a very high grade, it is not impossible to reforge it."

"What!? "It can even be reconnected!?" Lin Yue suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining with incomparable excitement.

Qin Zheng said indifferently: "That will depend on the price you can bear. If you are able to contribute accordingly, it is not impossible for this sword to be held together."

"What price!?" Lin Yue calmed down a little.

"To serve my Eastern Tang for three years."

"Three years of service for the Eastern Tang?!" Lin Yue frowned, and asked doubtfully: "The Eastern Tang Dynasty is an ancient country with ten thousand years of history, and the strong are as common as the clouds, there are tens of thousands of Martial Emperors, yet Lin Yue is merely a small and insignificant martial master, what can he do for the Eastern Tang?"

Qin Zheng looked at Lin Yue silently, and after a moment, he said these words easily: "Protect my grandson."

"Un!? "Monarch, what do you mean?" Lin Yue was even more confused now, the legacy of the Eternal Kingdom was distant and the descendants of the emperors were rich and powerful, who would dare to bully them?

Qin Zheng did not continue to explain, but started to speak indifferently: "The world doesn't have many things that are absolute, it's extremely difficult to predict, it's dark yellow and ethereal, maybe once you turn the tables on the world, there will be chaos in your heart, I just hope that you can come over and help my descendants when my Eastern Tang is in danger, maybe you will not have such an opportunity, it's for the best, but if it really happens, you have to take action."

Lin Yue thought for a while, then heavily nodded his head and said: "Alright, I agree. If there really is a huge change to my Eastern Tang, I will come over and help them!"

Qin Zheng waved his hand and released a purple light, which landed in Lin Yue's hand. It was a purple gold order badge, the order badge was extremely exquisite and small, only half the size of a palm, but the front side was engraved with a majestic mountain, it was so tall that it reached the clouds, and one could not see the upper half of it. Behind the order badge was an ancient word, representing the Emperor's chambers.

"Take this command tablet and head to the Heaven Piercing Peak to find an elder called Qin An. He will fix your sword … "It's just that his temperament is a bit strange. You'd better be prepared for it."

Lin Yue nodded and kept the order badge.

Taoist Qingyun said: The Heaven Piercing Peak is still more than 3000 miles away, so cultivating the sword is not an easy task. You have to wait until the Leader Board s are finished before you can go, and for the rest of the rankings, you can only use other treasures, do you have anything else?

Lin Yue shook his head and said: "I only have the Ink Sword with me, I don't have anything else."

Qing Yun muttered to himself for a moment, and then flipped his palm. As he gently brushed past his body, a Spirit Sword started to appear out of thin air, glowing with a resplendent golden light, looking extremely sharp.

"This Broken Mountain is my personal sword, and also my seventh grade. I will lend it to you for a few days, after you compete for it, just return it to me."

With a slight thought, the Mountain Breaking Golden Sword flew towards Lin Yue, circled him around, and stopped in front of Lin Yue.

Lin Yue extended his hand out and grabbed it, causing the light from above to disappear, and the sword's body suddenly sank, falling towards the ground. Lin Yue was shocked, the Genuine Essence surged, and only then did he barely manage to lift it.

"So heavy!" Lin Yue looked at the Mountain Breaking Golden Sword in shock.

The Taoist Qingyun smiled slightly, and said: "This sword is called the Broken Mountain, of course its weight must be a little bit. It weighs about 12000 kilograms, and is not something that can be used by anyone, let alone a warrior. I can see that your physique is strong, and you have the right hand of a Gold Battle Body.

With the weight of the sword, even if it was a thousand year old ancient tree, without the need to use the Genuine Essence s, with just the power of his flesh and blood, Lin Yue was confident that he could cut it in half!

"Thanks!" Lin Yue carried the Broken Mountain on his back, his entire being exuded an imposing aura, and his aura was even sharper than before.

When Lin Yue walked out of the ancient building once again, the battle outside had already reached its final round. The remaining people were all powerful experts, and there were dozens of Martial Saints who were using mysterious martial skills.

Marquis Lingxiao was already sweating profusely as he continuously chucked the Spirit Pill ten thousand times. He was really about to reach his limit.

Lin Yue's eyes flashed as he saw that the Combat Chamber that Chu Yuv was in was against a late stage Martial Master Ranker. However, although the opponent's cultivation was strong, he was suppressed to the point where he couldn't even breathe when facing off against Chu Yuv's Three Thousand Weak Water Technique.

Using the seventh grade to refine the divine ruler and the high level martial skills, Chu Yuv was almost certain to have obtained victory in this battle.

Lin Yue clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, and suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

He secretly made up his mind. After he levelled up to the Leader Board and obtained the resources, Lin Yue would go to the Ancestral Land of Chu Family and rescue Ling'er first.

At that time, once Ling'er is assured of her safety, it will be the Chu Family disciples' nightmare!