Leaving the Nine Holy City, Yang Mu handed over the token and elixir to the elders of the Nine Spirit Clan.

Then, the Nine Spirit Clan also handed over Tianxuan and Tianji to Yang Mu as promised, and the two left the Burning Sky Secret Realm.

From the collection of the secret of the stars, there is only the last heavenly sword left.

Activating the wooden box, Yang Mu and the others instantly arrived in the last secret realm.

This secret realm is located in the extreme north of Muning Prefecture, and the sky and the earth are the same color, all of which are blue.

There is ice everywhere, there is no land, this is a world made entirely of water.

Beneath the thick ice, you can faintly see huge alien beasts swimming slowly, like a huge fleet.

"What the hell is this place, it's so cold. Duan Jiutian shuddered and sighed.

Yang Mu remembered the Eight Extremes Secret Realm, although the environment here was harsh, it was much better than the Eight Extremes Secret Realm.

"Outside this secret realm is the extreme north of Muning Prefecture, and it's normal to be cold. Yang Mu looked around and sighed, "It's just that how to find Tianshu in such a place?"

Tianshu, the last of the seven swords, was hidden in such a secret realm, and there was no trace at all.

"I felt a voice, as if it was calling me. Duan Jiutian said suddenly, he felt something in his heart, he was being guided, and he wanted to go in a certain direction.

Yang Mu frowned, he let go of his divine sense, and he also felt something, "Which direction is it?"

"No, slightly to the northwest. Duan Jiutian shook his head, the call he and Yang Mu felt were different.

"Then let's go separately, the wooden box will be given to you, and if something is wrong, use it to go back. Yang Mu handed the wooden box to Duan Jiutian and prepared to act separately.

He felt that the runes in the dantian were trembling slightly, with the one of the Extreme Abyss Divine Technique as the core, he sensed the invisible call.

Duan Jiutian was not polite, and after taking the wooden box, he went in another direction. He also received a special induction, which was not the same as Yang Mu.

Yang Mu rushed towards the direction where the sense was pointing, his heart was urgent, and the rune condensed by the Extreme Abyss Divine Technique was constantly trembling, and it was resonated.

This is a call from the power of the same origin, and it is very likely that there is a origin of the Abyss Divine Secret here.

And this Extreme Abyss Divine Technique is the method cultivated by the ancient god who traded with him at the beginning, which is incomparably mysterious.

If the root cause of this is involved, it is really terrible.

Yang Mu continued to walk north, and just when he was about to run out, he saw a picture that he would never forget.

The glacier in front of it suddenly made a fault, and countless glaciers, as well as the seawater, were sinking downward, like a huge waterfall.

This fault stretches infinitely on both sides, with no end in sight, and on the opposite side of the fault is boundless darkness and nothingness.

Yang Mu took a few steps back with all his might, the scene here was like the end of the world, everything was falling towards this boundless cliff.

And the rune in his body was still restless and restless, and under the cliff, something seemed to attract it.

It's weird, the runes are dead things, but they reveal emotions, yearning for the world below.

Yang Mu sat on the edge of the cliff, watching the endless glaciers continue to fall, and those rushing waters, every moment there is an ocean of torrents falling under the cliff, but it still can't fill it.

Even, Yang Mu couldn't see any light from the endless void, only infinite darkness.

Yang Mu began to think about it carefully, remembering the information about this place, but he couldn't remember anything about it.

It's not that there are no relevant memories, but whenever he wants to touch them, those memories become blurry, as if he has been banned.

"You're here. ”

A deep voice sounded, ethereal from all directions, and no trace could be found.

However, Yang Mu recognized this voice, and a few years ago, it was this voice that traded with him and fused memories with him.

It was from that point on that Yang Mu made great progress all the way, relying on those memories to kill all sides.

Now that he met him so suddenly, Yang Mu didn't know what to say.

"You, are you still alive?" this was the first question that Yang Mu thought of, if such an existence was still alive in the world, it would be too terrifying.

"To live is to die," the voice said indifferently, "and that's why I called myself the Boundless, Endless Ancient God.

According to you, I may be dead, but my thoughts will never fade unless someone comes to inherit my throne. ”

"That's not bad either. Yang Mu replied lightly.

The two were silent for a long time, and the glaciers, the raging water, were still pouring down the cliffs.

"Young man, will you inherit my throne?" the voice spoke again, with a hint of weariness.

"There's no need, maybe one day I'll come back to you, but not now. Yang Mu shook his head, strength has a price, this level of strength makes people fearful.

Maybe one day, he will come to the point where he is not afraid of these costs for the sake of great power, but now, he does not want to do that.

"That day will not be far away," the voice was still ethereal, with a little loneliness, "why do you think I want to take away a wisp of your soul? ”

"Monks don't talk about fate. Yang Mu's tone was calm, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

The word fate, for the monks who fight against the heavens, is too ethereal and terrifying.

"Zheng—"

A cold voice suddenly sounded from above the sky, and a few feet of sword blades fell leisurely from above the nine heavens.

A sword was firmly inserted into Yang Mu's side.

"This is what you're looking for," the voice said leisurely, "and I know what's going on outside, and it's a disaster for you." ”

"The Three Thousand Great Avenues of the Floating World, who can break through the number of lives?" Yang Mu pulled out the Tianshu sword suddenly, and the buzzing sound from the blade resounded through the four fields.

"Go with you," the voice sighed, "and as for the little fat man, I have a chance to give him, so you don't have to go to him again." ”

Yang Mu answered, and the voice disappeared, and there was no trace of it.

The seven heavenly swords had all been successful, but Yang Mu had no sense of excitement, and his heart was calm and unwavering.

"What is the so-called Divine Path?" he put the Tianshu Sword behind his back, a little stunned.

This cliff always felt very dangerous for him, and it was not suitable for retreat here.

So Yang Mu kept retreating, and finally stopped after getting away from this cliff.

Take out the seven heavenly swords one by one and arrange them in front of you.

The moment he let go of his hand, the seven swords all sensed each other, attracted each other, floated in the air, and formed a formation on their own.

Countless star-like shimmers shimmered in it, incomparably bright.

This is the legendary secret of the stars, the supreme true legend of the human race.

The masterpiece of the first swordsman, array mage, and forger of the primeval world.

Yang Mu immediately entered the Tao in front of this formation, and entered the realm of epiphany, and the sound of chanting sounded in the sword array, and his sea of knowledge was transparent, bathed in a soft light.