The owner of the golden wind and drizzle at the beginning shocked the world with a knife

Beyond the battlefield of Senra!

In a void

A figure completely shrouded in black robes was silently watching the chaotic, energy-ravaged battlefield in the distance.

This figure is none other than the true form of the Sword Master!
Previously on the battlefield!

The one who fiercely fought with the Bone Sea Celestial and tore through the void was merely his clone.

Su Chen's previous upgrade from the treasure chest was only for his clone!
It is not about lifting the cultivation restrictions imposed on the Sword Master himself!
He simply re-condensed the clone of the Sword Master and directly elevated it to the twelfth level of the Ancestral God Realm.

His true form, when it first appeared, was only at the fifth level of the Ancestral God Realm.

After years of arduous cultivation, I have only managed to unlock the eighth level of the Ancestral God Realm.

With such strength, it would be difficult for them to intervene directly in this battle involving 12th or 13th level Ancestral Gods.

Therefore, what is attacking at this moment is only a clone.
As for his true identity, we can only remain here as bystanders.

"It's such a pity that I can't participate in such a battle in person!"

The true form of the Sword Master sighed softly in his heart.

Although he could clearly sense the battle situation on the other side of the clone.

They can even refine their own aura and enhance their power through the combat experience and energy feedback of their clones.

But it's ultimately a different story than actually being on the battlefield and experiencing the adrenaline rush of life-or-death struggle.

His gaze shifted from the heart of the battlefield to a closer scan of the surrounding void and sea.

He really wanted to see it!
Are there still enemies lurking in the shadows, yet to be revealed?

Ancient forces like chasing the sea and burying the earth!
Since they dared to initiate such a large-scale decisive battle, their preparations and backup plans are probably far more extensive than what we see at the moment.

There must be hidden pieces!

"Sir, would you be interested in cooperating?"

Just then!
A deep voice suddenly rang out not far from the true form of the Sword Master.

A figure!
They had appeared there without anyone noticing, and were nodding slightly to the master of swordsmanship.

The master of swordsmanship's eyes suddenly narrowed!
The sword intent, as tangible as a physical object, swept towards the newcomer!
The opponent appeared without warning, tearing through the void in front of him and taking a step forward.

Although the Sword Master's true form is limited to the eighth level of the Ancestral God Realm, his soul perception and sword realm are far beyond those of an ordinary eighth-level Ancestral God Realm cultivator.

He could sense that the uninvited guest in front of him exuded a mysterious yet powerful aura, which was very likely at the twelfth level of the Ancestral God Realm!

Very strong!

That kind of people!

Here and now!
The fact that they suddenly approached him, a "bystander" who appeared to be only at the eighth level of the Ancestral God Realm, must mean they had something in mind.

"We don't seem to know each other."

The Sword Master looked at the other party, his voice sounding somewhat low and hoarse beneath his black robe, as if he had deliberately altered his tone.

His clones are present and still engaged in battle.

"I am Tian Duren from the Mist Soul Palace!"

The newcomer looked at the master of swordsmanship and directly announced his name and origin, seemingly without much intention to hide anything.

"The Mist Soul Palace?"

The Sword Master's brow twitched slightly beneath his black robe, his tone tinged with surprise.

He was indeed somewhat surprised. Why would the people from the Mist Soul Palace come looking for him at this critical juncture?
"Could it be that the Mist Soul Palace also participated in this great battle?!"

He thought to himself.

"What do you want to do?"

The Sword Master asked in a deep voice, remaining sufficiently vigilant.

The other person is definitely not contacting him for casual conversation.

He was eager to see what the people from the Mist Soul Palace were up to.
"cooperate!"

"I have come here to seek cooperation with you!"

Tian Duren spoke frankly, staring intently at the Sword Master: "Although your cultivation level is only at the eighth level of the Ancestral God Realm, the spiritual fluctuations you unintentionally reveal and the hidden sword intent you exude are quite extraordinary! Far surpassing others of the same level!"

"I want to cooperate with you. I can help you improve your combat strength in a short time, making you qualified to participate in this battle. What do you say?"

"I sense a strong fighting spirit within you; you also want to personally join this great battle, don't you!"

"I can help you!"

The words of the person from Tiandu carried a tone of gentle persuasion.

"The people of the Mist Soul Hall are secretly trying to find other spectators to cooperate with. Could it be that they also want to take action and participate in such a great battle?"

The Sword Master's heart stirred slightly.

"Although I really want to fight in person, as you can see, even a level 12 Ancestral God Realm expert has appeared and fallen on this battlefield. With my strength, if I were to enter, I would probably not even be cannon fodder and would turn to ashes in an instant."

The Sword Master responded with a hint of self-deprecation and helplessness in his tone.

His current physical strength is no match for the strongest combat power on this battlefield!
This made him very unwilling.

"Your Excellency, please do not underestimate yourself."

"That aura you unintentionally revealed earlier was definitely not that of an ordinary person!"

"Such a battle, if you are careful, may not necessarily harm your life."

"To be honest, I have secretly contacted quite a few powerful individuals like yourself."

"As long as you are willing to cooperate, I will provide some things that will be enough to raise your combat strength by at least one level in a short period of time!"

"At that time, you will have sufficient fighting power!!"

Tian Duren from the Mist Soul Palace continued, offering a highly tempting condition.

Hear this!

The Sword Master's pupils, hidden beneath his black robes, suddenly contracted!
The preceding words were all setup; this last sentence is the key!

Increase your combat power by one level?!
"Is it a permanent upgrade, or... a one-time consumption?"

The master of swordsmanship looked at the other party and asked in a deep voice, grasping the core of the problem.

"Of course, it's a permanent upgrade!"

Tian Duren smiled slightly, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance: "Otherwise, why would my Mist Soul Palace be able to persuade you all to cooperate with me?"

"What I'm offering is a secret treasure unique to my Mist Soul Palace—Heavenly Soul Water!"

"You must have heard of the Heavenly Soul Water, right?"

Tian Du looked at the Sword Master as if certain that the other party must have heard of this item.

"Heavenly Soul Water?"

The Sword Master's pupils narrowed again, and a hint of shock was appropriately revealed in his tone.

He himself truly did not understand this Heavenly Soul Water.

The Land of Imprisoned Gods occupied the Dark Wasteland.
The emperor of the Dark God Dynasty was also converted by Emperor Tathagata. Given the emperor's status, he should have known about this item.

What's more, the other party so openly stated their name!

This Heavenly Soul Water must be a famous treasure.

"Yes, it's the Water of Heavenly Souls!"

Tian Duren nodded firmly, awaiting the Sword Master's response.

now!

The Sword Master's mind had instantly transmitted the information about "Heavenly Soul Water" and "Mist Soul Palace" through a special connection.

Almost at the same time, he received a message from Emperor Tathagata.

The message is brief and clear:
Heavenly Soul Water: A top-tier soul-type secret medicine produced in the "Mist Soul Sea," a unique secret realm of the Mist Soul Palace.

"Ten drops can help a powerful cultivator at the Ancestral God Realm permanently advance one minor realm. The effect is significant when used on cultivators below the ninth level of the Ancestral God Realm."

The first dose is most effective; subsequent doses can only strengthen the spirit and soul, with significantly reduced effects.

It is produced in very small quantities and is extremely precious!

Very little of it flows out from within the Mist Soul Palace.

All of a sudden!

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

The Heavenly Master of the Mist Soul Palace narrowed his eyes, patiently awaiting the Sword Master's reply.

"How many drops?" The Sword Master finally spoke, his voice returning to calm.

"Ten drops! Enough to allow you to steadily advance from the eighth level of the Ancestral God Realm to the ninth level!"

Tian Duren held up one finger and said.

During this operation, that great man bestowed upon him some Heavenly Soul Water!
Not many, only a hundred drops!

He was instructed to use the Heavenly Soul Water to recruit people and secretly assist Zhu Hai.

After all, the Mist Soul Palace did not send a large force this time; he was the only one who came to oversee the matter.

He needs to recruit the other "helpers" on the spot.

Thirty drops!

The voice of the Sword Master, emanating from beneath his black robes, rang out with unwavering resolve.

"what?!"

Hear this!

The expression on Tian Duren's face suddenly hardened, and his eyes sharpened.

"Your Excellency is... asking for an exorbitant amount!"

His voice turned cold, tinged with displeasure.

"You get what you deserve based on your ability."

The voice of the Sword Master came through the black robe, sounding unusually calm, yet carrying an undeniable confidence.

"Very confident!"

Tian Duren's eyes turned colder.

"But aren't you afraid that I'll just capture you and turn you into a puppet that only knows how to obey orders?"

"Not long ago, there was another 'confident' guy like you who made outrageous demands."

"He has now been turned into a puppet by me!"

"People should learn to be content!"

The threat in Tian Duren's words was no longer concealed.

The reason he approached the Sword Master was because he sensed that the aura emanating from the other party was only at the eighth level of the Ancestral God Realm.

Give him ten drops of Heavenly Soul Water to help him advance to the ninth rank!

In his eyes, this was already an incredible opportunity. How dare the other party try to bargain?
"You may be strong, but if I want to leave, you might not be able to stop me."

The Sword Master's voice remained calm and unwavering, as if he didn't take the threat to heart at all.

"Moreover, you're secretly recruiting people here, so you probably don't want things to escalate and attract the attention of Void Flow Heaven City, the Supreme Blade Hall, and the Sword Pavilion, right?"

"If the commotion is too great, and those three parties discover that your Mist Soul Palace is making trouble behind your back, I wonder if the Supreme Blade Palace and Void Flow Heaven City will send powerful figures to attack you!"

The master of swordsmanship added unhurriedly!

Every word hit the other person's sore spot.

"you!"

Tian Duren's eyes flickered; the other party's composure and keenness were beyond his expectations.

The other party seemed certain that they wouldn't dare to make a move easily, or rather, they were absolutely confident of escaping.

He really didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble and alert the other three parties.

After a moment of contemplation, Tian Du took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

"A maximum of twenty drops! That's my bottom line! If you're any greedier, the deal is off!"

He looked at the master of swordsmanship and gave his final offer.

"it is good!"

This time, the master of swordsmanship did not haggle and readily agreed.

While talking!

Du Ren was quite straightforward that day. With a flick of his hand, two crystal-clear jade bottles, each emitting a faint spiritual fluctuation, appeared in his hand and flew directly towards the Sword Master.

"Here are twenty drops of Heavenly Soul Water, divided into two bottles."

"Next, when I reveal myself, you will all reveal yourselves as well!"

Tian Duren gave the order in a deep voice.

The master's meaning is very clear: the three parties in the battle for the sea must not be defeated!
The Sword Master raised his hand and grabbed, and the two jade bottles fell into his wide black robe sleeves and disappeared.

He nodded and replied simply, "Okay!"

With the deal struck, Tian Duren of the Mist Soul Palace turned to leave, intending to find two more people.

"Mist Soul Palace... do you also want to get involved in this mess?"

Just as Tian Duren turned around!

A deep, majestic voice, seemingly echoing with the roar of a dragon, suddenly resounded in the void around the two of them!

The voice wasn't particularly loud, yet it seemed to resonate directly in the depths of one's soul, carrying a natural sense of nobility and oppression.

Follow!

Ripples appeared in space!

A figure stepped out from the void!
The newcomer was tall and imposing, wearing a black robe inlaid with gold dragon patterns. The hem of the robe was embroidered with nine lifelike gilded dragons, their scales meticulously stitched with mithril threads. As he moved, the robe shimmered and emanated a faint dragon's breath, exuding extraordinary nobility.

His face was as handsome as if sculpted by a god, but what was most striking were his deep eyes—pure black, with the phantom of a real dragon seemingly swirling and swimming in the depths of his pupils!
At first glance, those pupils seem like a bottomless starry sky, capable of encompassing all the phenomena of the Milky Way and evolving the mysteries of the heavens!
Besides.

A rich, pure, and mighty dragon aura naturally emanated from him, enveloping the area and making the air feel stagnant and heavy.

It is the Supreme Blade Palace, one of the four giants, and an emperor!
Imperial Dragon's Heir!
Tian Duren's expression changed drastically. He turned around abruptly and stared intently at the suddenly appearing Emperor Longyin!

A strong sense of unease and crisis arose in my heart!

"You are……?"

He asked in a dry voice, his muscles tensing instantly, and his inner strength surging.

"The Supreme Blade Palace, the Crown Prince of the Dragon Emperor!"

Emperor Longyin spoke, his voice calm, yet it resounded like thunder in the ears of the people of Tiandu!

"Emperor's Dragon's Heir!"

"In the Hall of Supreme Blade, there is that 'Emperor'!"

Tian Du was completely stunned, and cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead!
He naturally knew something about the Supreme Blade Palace. The "One God" was the God of the Dead Kingdom, and the "One Ruler" was the Martial Lord Luo Hou, whose power had long been awe-inspiring in the Battle of the Deer Sea.

However, the abbot of the Imperial Academy did not come to compete for the sea.

As for the "First Emperor" Di Longyin, he rarely appears and his whereabouts are unknown.

According to his guess, like the abbot of Taixue, he had never come to compete for the sea.

Unexpectedly!

Not only did they come!

They've got their eyes on him!
"This Emperor Dragon's Blood is very strong!"

"Don't be careless!"

Tian Duren thought to himself.

The realm that Emperor Longyin displayed was the same as his, but the aura of this realm was even more profound than his!

"No, the opponent's strength may be above mine!"

Tian Duren thought to himself.

"Mist Soul Palace, you've overstepped your bounds."

"Since you dare to interfere, then I... will chop off your hand first!"

Emperor Longyin's eyes suddenly turned incredibly cold and sharp, like ancient ice!
The dragon's might that had been restrained within him suddenly erupted, and the terrifying energy surged out like a tangible tide, instantly locking onto Tian Duren of the Mist Soul Palace!

Upon seeing this, the true form of the Sword Master silently retreated.
In the blink of an eye, it blended into the shadows and disappeared from the area where the two were facing off, as if it had never existed.

And this moment!
In the distant heart of the battlefield, the Lord of the Seas is confronting General Fei Peng.

And some top experts with keen senses also noticed the sudden outbreak here.

A fierce confrontation between two powerful forces!
Hai Wutian, the Lord of the Seas, peered through the chaotic energy currents and looked towards the direction where Emperor Longyin and Tian Duren of the Mist Soul Palace were facing off. His eyes narrowed slightly.

"The Tiandu people are facing off against someone. Who is that person?"

He couldn't help but think to himself! (End of Chapter)