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Only, with the strength of his sect, if they had chosen to fall into a deep slumber, they might have been able to live for a few hundred people. But as the number one sword sect in the world, the remaining disciples were all peerless geniuses with pride.

These people did not choose to sleep, but to diligently train in the way of the sword, hoping that one day, they would be able to rely on their own cultivation in the way of the sword to support themselves through the Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth.

Feng Tianyuan originally wanted to live like this as well, but at that time, his master, who was half a step away from the dharma state, seemed to have felt something and left a backup plan. When he wasn't paying attention, it forced him to fall asleep.

The first day he woke up and looked at the unfamiliar world in front of him, he knew what was going on. Thus, he kept searching for traces of where he was once when he was with his brothers.

However, even though he had stolen various ancient books from first-rate families, he still hadn't seen any records of his sect or fellow disciples. However, there were many indications that those who hadn't chosen to sleep or escape into the secret realm had all fallen into history.

Feng Tianyuan understood that with the personality of his fellow disciples and sect elders, they would definitely not bother to hide in the Blessed Heavenly Cave or choose to sleep.

According to his memories, the Pure Spirit Tomb was where his sect used to be.

This cemetery was completely empty. Besides the tomb, there was nothing else, perhaps indicating the current situation of his sect.

Aside from him, no one else was alive.

"Dragon-Descending Palm!" For some reason, Feng Tianyuan stopped, but Wu Chen's attacks did not stop.

Seeing the golden dragon image being slashed by Feng Tianyuan just now, and seeing that Feng Tianyuan was injured, and knowing that the Dragon-Descending Palm could still work on Feng Tianyuan, another dragon image was transmitted over.

"Roar!" The golden dragon image appeared, and its aura was even stronger than before.

However, this time, Feng Tianyuan did not look at the incoming dragon image, and ignored it. Instead, he raised his right hand that was continuously trembling.

"Oh, Qinghuang, do you think I'm the only one left in this world? Should I continue living?"

The golden dragon image's attack was right in front of him, but Feng Tianyuan actually did not have the slightest hint of defense.

"Ying!" The Blue Phoenix Sword in his hand released waves of cries, as though it was alive, wanting to slash Wu Chen's dragon shadow into pieces.

But Feng Tianyuan just held tightly onto the sword hilt, and did not make a move.

In this situation where the spirit energy is so thin, he has already broken through the Longwu at such a young age, his moves are not ordinary, and he even obtained an innate divine ability, even in the ancient times, he can be considered a genius. Now that he has died in his hands, it should be enough.

When Wu Chen challenged him, Feng Tianyuan had said that his sword would only kill him.

Perhaps at that moment, he already had the will to die.

The Blue Phoenix Sword's actions of automatically protecting its master was forcefully suppressed by Feng Tianyuan. The golden dragon image that was born from the Dragon-Descending Palm swallowed Feng Tianyuan's body that was completely defenseless.

After the golden dragon image disappeared, when it reappeared, all that was left was a set of Blue Phoenix Sword.

"He won?" Wu Chen looked at the Blue Phoenix Sword that was lying on the ground. It was a strange feeling.

Feng Tianyuan's current physical realm was only Spirit Accumulation Realm. Under Wu Chen's full strength of the Dragon-Descending Palm, his physical body was unable to resist and turned into dust.

Blue Phoenix Sword could only be kept because they were top quality secret treasures with extraordinary materials.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wu Chen was still in a daze.

He had just warmed up, and didn't expect it to be over. Even he couldn't believe it.

"It can't be some kind of camouflage technique, right? Hiding it away and preparing me to lower my guard before launching another fatal attack." Wu Chen thought with his brain opened wide.

This was because it was truly hard to believe that a person who had been brought back from the ancient era would die in his hands like this.

immediately thought of the reward of 100 luck points for completing the mission. dispelled the idea of hiding and sneaking an attack on him.

"The mission has already been completed. It looks like he really died. But he's actually a member of the ancient clan. Does he want to restore his primordial splendor?" Wu Chen's emotions were a little complicated at the moment.

He originally thought that the ancient clans were those crazy people who wanted to restore the glory of the ancient times and kill people randomly. He didn't expect that today, he would meet a clan that was indifferent yet seeking death.

He lightly walked forward two steps and picked up the Blue Phoenix Sword that fell to the ground.

The Blue Phoenix Sword had just displayed a great amount of power in Feng Tianyuan's hands, and Wu Chen remembered it all, he was even envious.

With a Secret Treasure of this level, the threat that his sword technique and sword aura could create would be increased by several folds, and killing people across borders was not impossible.

However, when Wu Chen touched the Blue Phoenix Sword's body, he discovered that the Blue Phoenix Sword's surface was already covered in rust, there was not a trace of spirit energy, and it was completely different from the sharpness from before.

"This... Because the master is dead, the spirit has dissipated on its own?! " Looking at the Blue Phoenix Sword's current appearance, Wu Chen immediately thought of the reason.

This treasured sword could be passed down from the ancient times, and it had a very strong spirit. Perhaps even in the ancient times, it was very famous. However, at this time, it had become a rusted ordinary iron sword.

Wu Chen held the sword hilt in his hand, feeling that other than having an extremely strong spiritual energy to support it, the sword actually did not have any spiritual energy at all.

"Other than making the spiritual energy more active, it is completely useless. It can't even be compared to some small Secret Treasures, and only has slightly better materials."

Wu Chen picked up the sword and swung it, his face had a bitter smile.

He had originally thought that with the sword's utility, if he could control it, he would be considered invincible in terms of Longwu Realm. Who cares what kind of ancient clan's Nevernever was, he would be able to slash through it.

However, looking at the ordinary appearance of this sword, it could only be said that this was all for nothing.

"Sigh, just use it as a convenient item. Although there is no spiritual qi, but after all, the material should be top quality material. If you fight with other secret treasures, there should not be a situation where the sword breaks."

A swordsman's sword was most important to their strength, not their sharpness. A sword could not be broken at a single glance.

Wu Chen picked up the Blue Phoenix Sword and hung it on his waist.

This Blue Phoenix Sword's toughness was enough for his Longwu Realm to be used. Honestly speaking, he was still a little reluctant to part with the Blue Phoenix Sword's power, hoping that he could give birth to a Sword Spirit of his own.

But Wu Chen knew that this was not quite possible. Every sword would normally only produce one sword spirit, and only then would there be a second sword spirit under extremely rare circumstances.