the ground instantly caved in, but the next moment there was a booming sound!A beam of light shot into the sky! It obliterated the two statues completely, leaving not even a trace.At the sight of thi..."Hmm!"

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.

Since last absorbing the gift of Heaven and Earth, a silent little tower emitted a resonant sound.

The twenty-first layer is activated!

Finally, it's open!

Fang Chen was overjoyed!

Before breaking through the fleshly body and reaching the realm of union, he had been puzzled for a long time that the twenty-first layer hadn't opened.

Now that it's finally open, how could he not be delighted.

He first entered the small tower and arrived at the twenty-first floor.

It's still the same, one table and one box.

But right now this box is going to be bigger than before, more like a sword box.

"A sword case You mean you're giving me a sword"

But I'm not lacking a magic sword right now.

Although he was doubtful, he still opened the box.

The blood of the Sword Demon flew out and entered Fang Chen's body.

But when he felt the amount of Sword Demon's blood entering his body, Fang Chen was very unsatisfied.

"Only three hundred drops Last time, the Blood of Sword Demon and Sword God were both eight hundred drops. How come it's shrunk"

He looked at the small tower and said, “You wouldn’t have taken it for yourself, would you”

Little Tower didn't pay any attention to him.

Fang Chen thought for a moment, and said: "Perhaps it's because the twentieth floor is special. Well, this will be enough for a while."

He looked again into the box.

But when he saw what was inside the box, he was stunned.

Because lying inside was not a sword, but a sword hilt.

This handle is black and red all over, shaped like a dragon. The dragon's head is wide open, and where the blade should be, there is nothing.

"The hilt What use is it"

Fang Chen didn't understand, but he still reached out to shake her hand.

Instantly, the hilt's information entered his body.

A strike with a sword.

When a sword is forged, it can cleave with a single stroke.

This sword's power, those below the late Nascent Soul Realm will surely die.

Number of uses: countless times.

Fang Chen's body trembled!

"Anyone below the late stage of the Spirit Sea will surely die! That's a powerful trump card! It's not inferior to Zhu Sha Bow back then! Even surpasses it!"

Back then, Zhu Shagong still needed five arrows to kill a Spirit Sea Realm first-layer cultivator.

"With this trump card! Next time if I encounter a formidable enemy, there's no need to flee! Whoever comes, I will kill them!"

He was very satisfied.

But how long does it take to refine before it can be used

Thinking of this, he dripped his own blood and began to recognize the master.

The sword hilt suddenly shone brilliantly, gradually merging into Fang Chen's body.

Fang Chen sat cross-legged, feeling the hilt of the sword enter his body.

The sword hilt suddenly appeared in his dantian, and instantly a surge of demonic power bloomed within it! It seemed to be announcing that this place would henceforth be its territory.

But its arrogant actions did cause dissatisfaction from the Samsara World Tree and the Heavenly Bell.

Two great treasures erupted with immense pressure! Instantly, they suppressed the might of the sword hilt!

The hilt felt the pressure of these two powers and trembled in fear!

He hurried to a corner, only then did the two gentlemen calm down.

The hilt can only hide there, growing wretchedly.

Facing this, Fang Chen could only smile bitterly.

To say it, there were many things in his dantian that he didn't notice.

First came the small tower, then the Sword God, the Blood of the Sword Demon, followed by the Reincarnation World Tree, the Heavenly Bell, and now the hilt. It's been quite a hot streak, enough to set up several mahjong tables.

After the hilt was settled, it also began to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

When Fang Chen saw the progress, his face darkened.

The hilt's absorption rate is slower than a snail, at this speed! It will probably take a hundred years to complete.

"A hundred years of time, a hundred years I can reach the Ling Hai realm, still need you!"

"And after each sword strike, it needs to absorb a hundred years! What use is that to you!"

Fang Chen cursed angrily! He wished he could throw this broken sword away.

"Wait!"

He suddenly had a thought.

"The spiritual energy here isn't particularly abundant, and being inside this small tower doesn't help. I wonder if in places where spiritual energy is more concentrated, the absorption rate would be faster."

Thinking this, he moved his mind and left the small tower.

As soon as it came out, the sword hilt absorbed spiritual energy at a faster rate.

First, it took a hundred years to forge a sword, now it takes only ten!

Fang Chen was overjoyed!

Although ten years have passed, it's because the spiritual energy here is not dense enough.

"I believe that Tianjiao Pavilion being chosen by the Imperial Palace as a place to cultivate prodigies means its spiritual energy must be extremely rich. Perhaps it will only take a year and a half."

He thought to himself, then let the hilt of the sword absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth on its own.

Only then, after he had settled down, did he realize that he was covered in blood, thick and sticky all over his body.

Seeing this, he was about to handle it himself.

But then she suddenly thought of something, and her eyes lit up.

Then he got a water jug and added hot water to it.

Take off your clothes and then get into the bucket.

Then, his blessed cage shimmered with light, and a graceful shadow appeared—it was Mengyao's puppet.

Fang Chen coughed and ordered, "Get the bloodstains off me."

"Yes."

Meng Yao Kuaili agreed and stepped forward, beginning to treat Fang Chen's bloodstains.

Fang Chen's mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Well, good, very good, excellent."

"After we get married, you'll understand this way, won't you"

He said.

"Yes."

Meng Yao puppet agreed.

Smile.

Meng Yao's puppet smiled coquettishly.

“Not bad, not bad. No wonder the puppet way is so popular, it's really useful.”

If Qi Jie saw Fang Chen like this, he would definitely be so angry that his head would explode.

Is this how a puppet is used!

But Fang Chen didn't know that at this moment, the golden egg was watching all of this.

The beast's mouth twitched upwards, bearing a sinister expression.

"Huh"

The Hall of the Emperor, a cave dwelling.

Meng Yao suddenly opened her eyes, her expression strange.

Why, with such good cultivation, would one indulging in pleasures have signs of a breakthrough

She pressed her hand against her stomach, her face full of confusion.

And

She frowned: "There's something that really bothers me."nd even surrounded by fairy mist. He stands nine feet tall, looking like a true immortal at first glance.But now Duanmu's frame was as thin as a stick, skin stretched taut over bone, his height reduce...