Chapter 1019 Getting what you want

Weighing the purple seal in his hand, Zhang Qian thought about it, and the seal transformed by the Fenbao Rock disappeared and was collected in his soul. The strange thing was that as soon as the Fenbao Rock entered his soul, a layer of hazy purple mist immediately bloomed, protecting his soul. Under the cover of this layer of purple mist, he felt that his soul became extremely stable and much more stable.

After putting away the Treasure-Dividing Rock, he was not in a hurry to test the power of this treasure. Instead, he summoned the Map of Mountains, Rivers, and the State, and made all the people in the Biyou Palace appear.

"This sacred mountain will be the holy land of our Biyou Palace in the future. You can also feel that it is filled with ancestral spiritual energy, which can make it easier for people to comprehend the laws and great ways. It is a real treasure land. The affairs of Gu Qingming and Emperor Xi are now a thing of the past. Are you willing to join Biyou Palace and become an elder?"

Zhang Qian looked at Gu Qingming. Even though Gu Qingming was his god of rules, he still asked a question.

"How dare you disobey your orders!"

At that moment, Gu Qingming and the members of the Emperor Jiedi clan behind him took the oath of membership, connected their own luck to the sect's holy luck pool, and became disciples of the Biyou Palace.

Zhang Qian nodded slightly, and hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Biyou Palace walked towards the sacred mountain in front. This sacred mountain was a primitive wilderness, and was covered with countless rare and exotic herbs, sacred trees and precious medicines that no one knew about. After being nourished by the ancestral spiritual energy for countless years, because of the suppression of the Fenbao Rock, these rare and exotic herbs, sacred trees and precious medicines did not have any intelligence, but they were full of spiritual power. There would be plenty of time to slowly identify the medicinal properties and functions of these rare and exotic herbs in the future.

Hundreds of thousands of monks worked together, each using their magical powers. Soon a wide mountain road appeared, extending all the way to the top of the mountain. Without the Treasure-Dividing Rock on the top of the mountain, the top of the mountain seemed very spacious, with enough space to build a hall and a palace.

Zhang Qian did not care much about the construction of the sect's holy land. Instead, he found a place with rich spiritual energy and took out the Qiankun Ding.

boom……!
As soon as the Qiankun Ding appeared, a surging divine fire spread out. It was the original divine fire of Emperor Xi that still remained inside the ding. The will of Emperor Xi remained in the divine fire, and it instinctively began to attack Zhang Qian.

"Humph!"

The Treasure Dividing Rock suddenly fell, the seal shook, a flash of purple fairy light flashed, and the will of Emperor Xi in the divine fire disappeared without a trace, wiped out by the power of the Treasure Dividing Rock. The Treasure Dividing Rock itself has the terrible power to absorb the spiritual consciousness of cultivators. When Zhang Qian got the three pieces of the Treasure Dividing Rock, it was because those fragments could devour the spiritual consciousness crazily that he discovered the clues.

The ability of the Treasure Fen Rock, which is thousands of feet long and wide, to devour spiritual consciousness is naturally stronger. The innate divine fire of Emperor Xi had no power to resist. After the fragments of will disappeared, the divine fire calmed down, floating up and down inside the treasure tripod, burning quietly, no longer posing any threat.

Zhang Qian didn't even bother looking at the divine fire, but instead looked at the sphere made up of countless runes in the Qiankun Cauldron. Countless mysterious runes were flowing in the sphere. Those were the innate magical powers left behind by the Sword-Devouring Ancestor after he returned to his original state, the kind of terrifying magical power that could infinitely devour the talents of sword cultivators.

Zhang Qian had been thinking about the Sword-Devouring Ancestor's innate magical power for an unknown period of time. Now that he had settled down, he couldn't wait to obtain this magical power.

There was also a slightly illusory wheel next to the sphere, which was the wheel of the Dominant Sword. Zhang Qian couldn't help but feel fortunate that the Dominant Sword of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor appeared for a very short time, and the sword practitioners in all the heavens and worlds had just known about the appearance of this sword, and no one had time to practice and comprehend the Dominant Sword.

If over time, countless sword cultivators embark on the path of Dominating the Sword, and once the Sword-Devouring Ancestor dies, the authority of Dominating the Sword will be controlled by the sword cultivators who follow this path and become the new controller of Dominating the Sword, without waiting for Zhang Qian to take action.

After calming his mind, Zhang Qian stretched out his hand and grabbed the round rune sphere. The fragments of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor's will among the billions of mysterious runes had long disappeared. As long as Zhang Qian swallowed and fused the sphere, he would be able to obtain that terrifying innate magical power. It would be much simpler than when he plundered the innate magical power of the Three-legged Golden Crow, and there would be no danger.

After staring at the ball in his hand for a while, Zhang Qian suddenly pointed his finger and a flash of light burst out. The round ball exploded instantly and turned into a cloud of runes.

Swish!
Zhang Qian opened his mouth and sucked the cloud of runes into his mouth. The blood in his body surged, and the origin of his bloodline emerged spontaneously. From the depths of his bloodline, a terrifying suction force emerged, attracting the billions of rune seals in the cloud of runes. Soon, all the runes fell into the depths of Zhang Qian's bloodline, and he didn't even need to do anything. The power of his bloodline had already begun to fuse these rune seals.

hum!
An illusory sword shadow suddenly appeared behind him. At first, the sword shadow was only about ten feet high, but as more and more runes and seals fused with the origin of his bloodline accumulated, the sword shadow grew rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the sword shadow became a hundred feet high, and the sharp sword intent invaded the four directions, making the disciples who were building the holy land of the Biyou Palace sect breathless.

Little did they know that this was just the beginning. The sword shadow that was a hundred feet high grew little by little, just like the ten thousand feet sword shadow behind the Sword-Devouring Ancestor. The two looked similar at a glance.

hum!
The next moment, the sword shadow grew to a height of about a thousand feet, standing behind Zhang Qian to protect him. The sword intent that swept out was as deep as the sea, like huge waves surging in all directions.

However, this was not the end. After a while, the sword shadow turned into a height of about two thousand feet.

As time went by, the sword shadow grew higher and more solid.

Three thousand feet!
Four thousand feet!
Six thousand feet!
……

After a while, the sword shadow behind Zhang Qian grew to a height of about nine thousand feet, like a pillar standing tall against the sky, and it seemed as if it could penetrate the stars beneath its feet.

And Zhang Qian's integration of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor's innate magical powers has also reached a critical moment. Most of the runes and seals that make up the innate magical powers have been successfully integrated into his bloodline origin, and only a small part has not yet been integrated.

This small part was the most stubborn. Although there were no fragments of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor's will at work, Zhang Qian discovered that the speed of fusion of runes became slower and slower as time went on.

After the sword shadow grows to more than nine thousand feet, it will take a long time to even fuse a rune.

He did not encounter this situation when he integrated the innate magical power of the Three-legged Golden Crow. He calmed his mind, remained calm, and put away all distracting thoughts, focusing all his attention on these runes.

He even forgot the passage of time. On the sacred mountain behind him, palaces appeared one after another, and wide roads meandered around the sacred mountain. Just when Li Qingque and others began to set up a large formation to protect the mountain, the sword shadow behind Zhang Qian suddenly made a violent sword sound.

lofty!

This terrifying sword shadow finally reached a height of ten thousand feet!
hum!
Zhang Qian opened his eyes, and with a thought in his mind, he said to himself, "Has a year already passed?"

It actually took him a whole year to integrate the Sword-Devouring Ancestor's innate magical powers, which was beyond his expectations. He turned around and saw that the sacred mountain behind him was already covered with majestic palaces and halls.

(End of this chapter)