Chapter 1120
Dazzling Radiance
There, they saw a divine artifact radiating dazzling light—an ancient suit of armor, its surface engraved with intricate runes, exuding an aura that sent shivers down their spines.
"Sect Master, is this the legendary immortal artifact?" Yang Ling stared at the armor, a burning glint in his eyes.
The sect leader nodded, a solemn expression on his face. "It is undoubtedly a celestial artifact. But if you want to take it away, you will have to pay a corresponding price."
"What price?" Yang Ling was taken aback and looked at the sect leader in confusion.
The sect leader sighed and slowly explained, "This immortal artifact possesses its own spirit. If you wish to obtain it, you must first gain its approval. Otherwise, forcibly seizing it will only bring endless troubles."
Upon hearing this, Yang Ling felt a chill run down his spine. He understood the sect leader's meaning: this immortal artifact was no ordinary object; only by diligently comprehending it and engaging in dialogue with it could one win its favor.
"Sect Master, I understand. I will try my best to connect with it sincerely," Yang Ling said firmly.
The sect leader nodded, his eyes showing approval. "Alright, I trust you. Let's try it together."
Yang Ling and the sect leader walked side by side toward the immortal artifact, each step taken with exceptional steadiness. Yang Ling took a deep breath and asked, "Sect leader, in your opinion, how should we communicate with it?"
The sect leader pondered for a moment and replied, "Use your heart to communicate with it, and move it with your sincerity and determination. The immortal artifact has a spirit, and it can perceive our thoughts."
Yang Ling nodded in understanding. He closed his eyes and began to concentrate on sensing the immortal artifact. He could perceive the immortal energy flowing on the surface of the artifact, as well as the ancient power contained in those complex runes.
"Spirit of the Immortal Artifact, I am Yang Ling. I am willing to exchange my sincerity and determination for your approval." Yang Ling silently spoke in his heart, his voice soft but full of fortitude.
The sect leader chimed in, "I am the sect leader, and I am willing to share this responsibility with Yang Ling to protect this land. I earnestly request the spirit of the immortal artifact to grant us power."
As if sensing their sincerity, the celestial artifact softened its light, seemingly engaging in some kind of silent conversation with them.
Yang Ling and the sect leader stood silently before the immortal artifact, their breathing barely audible, as if afraid to disturb this rare tranquility. The radiance of the artifact gradually softened with their words, as if responding to their call…
"Sect Master, I feel a warm and comforting power, as if it is embracing us." Yang Ling opened his eyes, his gaze filled with surprise.
The sect leader smiled slightly, his eyes filled with satisfaction. "Very good. It seems our intentions have been conveyed to the spirit of the immortal artifact. Now, we need to concentrate and focus our minds to experience its power and forge a deeper connection with it."
Yang Ling nodded, closed his eyes again, and took deep breaths to clear his mind. He began to carefully sense every wisp of immortal energy and every rune on the immortal artifact, as if he were having a low conversation with an ancient and profound being.
"Spirit of the Immortal Artifact, I, Yang Ling, am willing to defend this land with my sword, my blood, and my soul. May you sense my resolve and grant me strength." Yang Ling prayed silently in his heart, his voice soft yet filled with unwavering determination and fervor.
The sect leader also offered a low prayer, his voice deep and powerful, as if resonating with some great force in the heavens and earth. "I am the sect leader of this place, and I am willing to fight alongside Yang Ling to protect this land. May the spirit of the immortal artifact bestow its blessings, enabling us to better fulfill the heavy responsibilities on our shoulders." With their prayers, the light on the immortal artifact grew even more brilliant, as if responding fervently to their pleas. Both Yang Ling and the sect leader felt a warm current flow through their limbs, causing their cultivation to leap forward in an instant.
"Sect Master, I've touched the power of the immortal artifact! It's establishing a connection with us!" Yang Ling exclaimed in surprise, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
The sect leader also felt this immense power, and a satisfied smile spread across his face. "Very good, Yang Ling. It seems we have won the approval of the immortal artifact. From now on, we must cultivate diligently and improve ourselves to face even greater challenges ahead."
Yang Ling nodded emphatically. He knew the road ahead would only become more arduous, but they were no longer afraid. He gripped the Illusion Moon Sword tightly, his gaze burning like flames. "No matter how the future changes, I will live and die with the Sect Master to protect this homeland."
The sect leader smiled faintly, his gaze towards Yang Ling filled with trust and expectation. "With you here, I feel very at ease. For now, let's leave this ruin and return to the sect to inform the elders about the matter of the immortal artifact. Afterwards, we can discuss strategies to deal with the future crisis."
Yang Ling nodded in agreement. He and the sect leader turned and stepped out of the mysterious and powerful immortal ruins. They understood that the journey ahead would be even more arduous, but they were ready and prepared to face all hardships.
Upon returning to the sect, Yang Ling and the sect leader immediately informed the other elders about the celestial artifact. The elders were overjoyed upon hearing the news, knowing that the arrival of this celestial artifact would greatly enhance the sect's foundation.
"Sect Master, Yang Ling, you did a great job. It is a great fortune for the sect that this immortal artifact has fallen into our hands." An elder stroked his beard and smiled.
“Indeed, with such a celestial artifact, our strength will surely reach new heights. We will also have more resources to deal with future calamities,” another elder echoed.
The sect leader smiled slightly, his gaze towards Yang Ling filled with even more admiration. "Yang Ling, your ability to connect with the spirit of the immortal artifact is also a great achievement. Your talent and courage are invaluable treasures to our sect."
Upon hearing this, Yang Ling felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He knew that his hard work and dedication had been deserved, which strengthened his resolve to protect his homeland.
In the days that followed, Yang Ling and the sect leader began to make all-out preparations to prepare for the coming storm. They reinforced the sect's protective array, increased the training intensity of their disciples, and proactively forged friendly alliances with other sects.
However, just when they thought everything was going smoothly, a sudden and devastating piece of news shattered their peace.
"Sect Master, something terrible has happened! A giant demon is rushing towards our sect!" A disciple rushed in, breathless, to report.
Upon hearing this, the sect leader's expression changed drastically. He immediately gathered all the elders and disciples, prepared for battle, and prepared to deal with this sudden crisis.
"Everyone, do not panic. Immediately activate the sect's protective formation, and at the same time send out scouts to find out the specific movements of the demonic beasts," the sect leader ordered in a deep voice, a cold glint in his eyes.
Yang Ling also stepped forward, his Illusion Moon Sword gleaming coldly. "Sect Master, I am willing to lead a team to investigate the demonic situation, so as to buy our sect more time to prepare for war."
The sect leader nodded in agreement, his eyes filled with trust as he looked at Yang Ling. "Alright, Yang Ling, take good care of yourself. The future of the sect depends on you." (End of Chapter)