Ling Xiao suddenly spoke.
Gu Sheng glanced at her.
"You’re quite calm."
Ling Xiao’s lips curled slightly.
"Because I can ensure your safe arrival in the depths."
Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? So confident?"
"You’ll know if you try it."
Ling Xiao didn’t answer, turning and heading deeper into Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge.
Gu Sheng followed closely behind.
As they proceeded, they found most areas reduced to ruins, making it rather convenient to walk.
Strangely, they encountered no danger, while screams and explosions kept echoing from behind.
Clearly, other cultivators were not as fortunate.
"What did you do?"
Gu Sheng couldn’t help but ask.
Ling Xiao didn’t turn back.
"Secret."
Gu Sheng snorted lightly, asking no more.
Soon, Ling Xiao stopped.
"We’ve arrived."
Up ahead, dense Yin Qi gathered as if tangible, spectral blue flames drifted in the void, with faint, mournful ghost wails, evidently hiding deadly dangers.
And further ahead, an entirely sapphire Spirit Sword hovered in the air, encircled by countless blue Sword Qi, moving like the body of a Divine Dragon.
The hilt was surrounded by sun and moon shadows, radiating potent Law Power, continuously absorbing Yin Yang Qi from the world, making the sword momentum increasingly formidable.
"Is this the sword?"
Gu Sheng’s eyes burned with intensity.
"So, does it tempt you?"
Ling Xiao asked with a teasing smile.
Gu Sheng observed closely, noticing several fine cracks on the blade, not obvious but definitely present.
"The sword is damaged?"
"Yes."
Ling Xiao nodded.
"I suspect it’s the Spiritual Artifact used by a Divine who perished here, heavily damaged, with declining spiritual power and reduced might, now at most pseudo Divine Artifact level."
Gu Sheng’s heart raced.
"Even so, it far surpasses ordinary Magical Treasures!"
Ling Xiao gave him a sidelong glance.
"The more valuable, the stronger the competitors. We need to hurry."
Gu Sheng nodded, and the two continued forward.
Just a few steps in, Gu Sheng suddenly stopped, furrowing his brow.
"Wait, there’s a problem."
"What?"
"There’s only one Divine Sword."
Gu Sheng stared at Ling Xiao.
"We’re two people, how do we divide it?"
Ling Xiao paused, then laughed.
"What, you want to keep it all to yourself?"
Gu Sheng shook his head.
"That’s not what I meant, but... we can’t exactly cut the sword in half, can we?"
Ling Xiao burst into laughter.
"That’s what you’re worried about?"
Gu Sheng frowned.
"Why, shouldn’t I be?"

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