Weapon Master

The sword master finally noticed the change in Tang Huan\'s soul and exclaimed out loud in disbelief. Due to the Mind Stigma, he was indeed able to capture some of Tang Huan\'s memories, but not all of Tang Huan\'s memories, he knew them clearly.

This was because the Mind Stigma had yet to reach the stage where it could control Tang Huan\'s soul.

That "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" was Tang Huan\'s greatest secret. The memories regarding the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" had always been hidden in the deepest part of Tang Huan\'s soul. Even though Tang Huan would often activate the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace", it was still hard for the "Mind Stigma" at Sword1 to capture relevant memories.

"Sword1, this is only the beginning!" Tang Huan smiled indifferently. As he was speaking, a lot of the sword intent was swept away by the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" sucking.

"What the hell are you doing?"

The sword was filled with both surprise and anger.

Tang Huan glanced at him, and did not say another word, but his eyes revealed a look of ridicule.

Time passed bit by bit, as more and more sword intent was absorbed by the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace." This sword intent originated from Tang Huan absorbing one hundred and eight "Sword Seal". If it were outside, this sword intent would have been replenished from the sword, but now, this "sucking" was a bit lesser.

Unknowingly, the sword intent\'s offense had gradually weakened, but the pressure on Tang Huan\'s soul had gradually decreased.

On the other hand, Jian Yi could clearly feel the change in Tang Huan\'s soul, he could not help but to clench his teeth, as though he wished that he could tear Tang Huan into pieces. However, there was nothing he could do at the moment. He could only watch as Tang Huan absorbed the sword intent from his soul.

The large loss of sword intent meant that he had already lost the last method to keep Tang Huan in check.

Catching Jian Yi\'s furious gaze, Tang Huan suddenly laughed: "Jian Yi, if I were to erase the Mind Stigma that you left in my soul, wouldn\'t this test end soon?" In the past, due to the concealment of the sword intent, Tang Huan could not sense the existence of the Mind Stigma. But now, the less sword intent that existed in Tang Huan\'s soul, the more clearly that Mind Stigma appeared.

"Tang Huan, you dare!"

When Sword1 heard this, he turned pale with fright.

The reason why he was so confident was because Tang Huan\'s soul had a Mind Stigma of his own. Once Tang Huan\'s soul was incomparably weak, he could replace it in an extremely short period of time.

However, if that Mind Stigma was gone, even if Tang Huan\'s soul was severely injured, he would still be unable to do anything.

Without the Mind Stigma, it would take a long time for him to take over Tang Huan\'s body. However, in this "Ling Xiao Ancient Road", what he lacked the most was time. This was because from the time that Tang Huan passed the test to him being teleported out of the "Ling Xiao Ancient Road", it was probably only for a few breaths of time. If he did not grab hold of this opportunity, all of his plans on Tang Huan\'s body would have disappeared into thin air.

As this thought flashed through his mind, the sword was filled with extreme hatred.

Originally, the success rate of possessing his body had been more than ninety percent, but the current turn of events had caused the success rate to directly become zero. In this "Ling Xiao Ancient Road", he had a tyrannical strength that exceeded Tang Huan\'s, but it was completely useless.

This caused the sword to feel both resentment and regret.

If he had known earlier, he would have attacked before he entered the "Ling Xiao Ancient Road". Of course, since he was occupying Tang Huan\'s soul outside, he was not sure if he could still enter the "Ling Xiao Ancient Road". After all, such an action had already gone against Yun Zhan\'s will, but he would at least be able to live freely in the small world.

It was all because of his greed, he always wanted to enter the Forging God Great World.

"Seems like I\'ve guessed correctly."

Tang Huan laughed out loud. He reckoned that the remaining bit of sword intent was not even a threat to his soul, so with a slight thought, he stopped using the "Divine Sense and Soul Consolidation Method". His powerful soul began to follow the mysterious rhythm and faintly fluctuate, actually becoming more and more intense.

"Tang Huan, stop right now!"

"Tang Huan, didn\'t you want this old man\'s power? This old man can give you power, but you must use the Spirit Concealment Bead to bring a part of my soul into the Forging God Great World. "

"Bastard, you don\'t want to join \'Ling Xiao Sword Sect\'? Without my guidance, you think you can become the disciple of the \'Ling Xiao Sword Sect\'? "

"..."

The voices of Jian Yi rose and fell, some were angry, some were enticing, some were threatening.

Tang Huan\'s expression did not loosen in the slightest.

To Tang Huan, Number One Sword\'s power could only be used to add fuel to the fire. Without the Mind Stigma, he could directly pass the test and enter the Forging God Great World. He did not have to experience the final illusion, and it did not matter if he had strength or not.

As for the \'Ling Xiao Sword Sect\', it was good to be able to join, but there was no harm in being unable to join.

Seeing that Tang Huan did not have any reaction, Jian Yi became even angrier, and his eyes were filled with hatred. However, Tang Huan acted as if he did not see it, and not long after, a small white-colored odor appeared from between his brows, its shape was exactly the same as Tang Huan\'s Sword Seal from before.

This was the Mind Stigma condensed from the spiritual energy of the sword.

In the past, even if Tang Huan was able to sense Sword One, the Mind Stigma was unable to separate it from his own spirit, because Sword One\'s spirit was much stronger than Tang Huan\'s. Today, Tang Huan\'s soul was no longer weaker than Sword One\'s, and with Sword One\'s spirit being restricted by the "Ling Xiao Ancient Road", he was unable to resist, allowing Tang Huan to easily expel the Mind Stigma.

Once the Mind Stigma appeared from between his brows, Tang Huan felt as if a layer of shackles had been removed from inside his soul.

"Tang Huan..."

The hair on the tip of the sword danced wildly, he roared and rushed towards Tang Huan.

"Chi!"

Tang Huan squinted his eyes and laughed, then with a flick of his finger, a slight sound of breaking through the air sounded out. That lump of Mind Stigma in the shape of a Sword Seal already submerged into the surrounding clouds and mist. In the next moment, as if he had been struck by lightning, Jian Yi suddenly froze on the ground as his body actually began to fade away at a speed within the reach of the naked eye.

"Goodbye, Sword1." Tang Huan smiled and waved his hand towards the sword.

"Tang Huan, you will die a horrible death …" Jian Yi growled in despair, but the moment his voice fell, his figure had already vanished without a trace.

"Hu!"

Almost at the same time, a ball of white light surrounded Tang Huan and his group, and the surrounding clouds and mist began to churn violently like raging waves. Tang Huan subconsciously turned his head around and looked back. The green stone ancient path that had originally disappeared once again appeared.

"This Ancient Path should have already been broken through, right?"

Tang Huan only had a slight thought before a powerful force that was completely unable to resist arrived. It carried Tang Huan and Xiao Budian flying forward …