: Double Critical Hit Returns to the Panhuang Void Sword!

Inside the Panhuang Years Sword Inheritance Hall, all was deathly silent. Only a trace of law fluctuations remained after the three cultivators had perished, proving what an astonishing scene had just unfolded here.

"Xue Yao."

Lu Yuan turned around, looked at the still somewhat stunned beauty beside him, and casually waved his hand.

Clang!

A divine sword, shimmering with starlight and its blade engraved with the patterns of mountains, rivers, and plants, floated before Lu Xueyao.

It was none other than the supreme spiritual treasure—the Great Luo Heavenly Sword.

"This sword is for you."

Lu Yuan spoke calmly, as if he were giving away not a top-grade spiritual treasure that could trigger a bloodbath throughout the Eastern Wilderness, but a trivial trinket that could be obtained at will.

"My husband, this..."

Lu Xueyao's beautiful eyes widened slightly, somewhat flattered.

This is the most treasured artifact of the Great Luo Sword Sect. Although it was suppressed by the Panhuang Years Sword just now, how many other heaven-reaching spiritual treasures are there in this world?

For any sword cultivator, the Great Luo Heavenly Sword is a divine weapon they dream of.

"Take it."

Lu Yuan smiled and shook the Panhuang Years Sword in his hand. "This sword is enough for me. The Great Luo Heaven Sword would be wasted if it remained in my hands. You have the Nine Aperture Exquisite Sword Heart, which is highly compatible with this sword. Just as rouge is given to a beautiful woman and a precious sword is given to a hero."

"Thank you, my husband."

Lu Xueyao felt a surge of sweetness in her heart and no longer refused, extending her slender hand to grasp the sword hilt.

hum!

The Great Luo Heavenly Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, seemingly quite satisfied with having such a peerless sword immortal as its master. As starlight swirled, it rapidly shrank, transforming into a sword pellet that sank into her dantian for nurturing.

"Let's go, there's one last place."

Lu Yuan's gaze fell on a void node deep within the main hall: "The Panhuang Void Sword must not fall into the hands of others."

The two figures flashed and left the Hall of Time, arriving outside the inheritance hall, which was entirely silver-white and surrounded by ever-changing void cracks.

At this moment, the protective barrier outside the main hall still shimmered with a chilling silver light.

"My husband, I feel a call."

As Lu Xueyao gazed at the silver gate, the Panhuang Time Sword Intent within her body automatically activated.

She didn't use any hand seals; she simply raised her hand, and a wisp of sword intent from her fingertips flowed out, touching the silver restriction.

Click!

Time and emptiness are the two sides of Panhuang Sword Dao.

The barrier that originally rejected all outsiders melted away like ice and snow upon sensing the shared aura of time, slowly opening to both sides.

The two stepped inside.

Inside the main hall was a vast space, surrounded by countless enormous mirrors of the void.

In the center of the hall, a blood-soaked figure was roaring madly, engaged in a fierce battle with a mirror image that looked exactly like it.

It was Ye Chen, who had severed his cultivation and fallen to the Nascent Soul stage.

At this moment, Ye Chen was in a terrible state.

His hair was disheveled, and he was covered in wounds. His once magnificent Taoist robe was now just strips of cloth, soaked in blood.

The mirror image opposite him not only had the same cultivation level as him, but also perfectly replicated his moves and combat awareness. Moreover, because it was an energy body, it was completely unaware of fatigue and pain.

"Die! Die!"

Ye Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.

He has been driven to the brink of despair.

This mirror image is too troublesome; it's a tactic that hurts the enemy a thousand while also hurting yourself eight hundred.

"Burn your lifespan!"

Ye Chen suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence, and formed a strange hand seal with his hands.

boom!

His blood and qi instantly ignited, and a terrifying power surpassing the Nascent Soul stage was forcibly unleashed.

This is mortgaging your life!

But for the sake of the Panhuang Void Sword, he could no longer care about anything else.

"Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique!"

Ye Chen roared, and the long sword in his hand transformed into a fierce, blood-red lightning bolt, slashing fiercely at the mirror image opposite him with unwavering determination.

puff!

Although the mirror image was powerful, it was ultimately just an inanimate object. Faced with this fatal blow that burned away its lifespan, it finally couldn't withstand it and was split in two from head to toe, turning into countless silver light spots and dissipating.

"Huff... huff..."

Ye Chen leaned on his sword, half-kneeling on the ground, panting heavily, but a wildly joyful smile appeared on his face.

"I won... I won!"

"Hahaha! The Panhuang Void Sword is mine!"

He struggled to lift his head and look up at the top of the hall.

There, a dazzling silver ball of light was slowly gathering, emitting spatial fluctuations that made the void tremble.

That is inheritance!

Just as he reached out his hand, ready to receive his moment of glory.

Two untimely footsteps sounded at the entrance of the main hall.

Ye Chen's smile froze instantly, and he turned around abruptly.

When he saw the nightmarish man in blue robes and the white-clad woman nestled beside him, holding the Great Luo Heavenly Sword, he felt his blood run cold instantly.

"Lu...Lu Yuan?!"

"How did you get in?!"

He had clearly sealed the main hall, and without the inheritance of the Sword of Time, there was no way he could have opened the barrier!

Lu Yuan remained indifferent, not even glancing at him, but instead looking up at the silver inheritance in the sky.

"It seems we've arrived just in time."

Before he could finish speaking...

hum!

The silver sphere of inheritance in mid-air seemed to sense something.

It trembled violently, and then, as if it had eyes, it completely ignored Ye Chen below, who was fighting desperately and covered in blood.

Whoosh!

It transformed into a silver streak, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and rushed straight towards Lu Xueyao at the door.

There was no test.

There were no obstacles.

The ball of light disappeared into Lu Xueyao's brow the instant it touched her.

boom!

Lu Xueyao's delicate body trembled as a vast and profound spatial understanding exploded in her mind, resonating with the previous Sword Intent of Time and forming a perfect cycle.

Resonance across time and space!

"this……"

Ye Chen remained frozen in place, his hand outstretched.

This moment.

All his efforts, all his sacrifices, all his calculations, turned into a complete joke.

"No!"

"That's mine! That's my legacy!"

"Why?! I clearly passed the test! I clearly defeated the mirror image!"

Ye Chen broke down.

He knelt on the ground, pounding his fists on the earth, roaring hysterically, tears of blood streaming from his eyes.

"This is what they mean by 'If it's not meant to be, don't force it.'"

Lu Yuan stared at him coldly as a system notification sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully intercepted the purple opportunity of the chosen one of destiny, Ye Chen, to inherit the Panhuang Void Sword. This has triggered a thousandfold critical hit, returning the Heavenly Treasure—the Panhuang Void Sword. You have also gained complete insight into the Panhuang Void Sword Dao and 1000 Destiny Points.]

Lu Yuan's lips curled up slightly as he felt the surge of spatial power within his body, along with the faintly visible silver divine sword within the system space. He was in high spirits.

The two heaven-reaching spiritual treasures are now complete.