Yuan Chen was in the stage of emptying his divine consciousness, he was wearing a robe and green clothes, and he was walking in a gray-white world.

There is no obvious difference between the upper and lower sides of this world, and the scenery is the same wherever you go, not so much the scenery here, but the fact that there is nothing here, is so empty that you can't see the end at a glance, and it looks quite boring.

However, Yuan Chen didn't know why he came to this world, nor did he know where he was going, he was like a walking corpse, pulled by an inexplicable force, and kept walking in this world step by step.

This world not only has no concept of space, but also has no passage of time, although Yuan Chen is aimless, he still retains the most primitive consciousness, and he does not feel that time has changed, and he doesn't know how much time has passed like this, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years...... Or rather, much older.

Now that the Yuanchen Divine Soul is in a lot of deficit, he no longer allows himself to think too much, as if his brain has been taken away, and he can only react most instinctively.

This gray-white space resembles the sword domain released by Yuan Chen when he casts the Heaven Intercepting Sword Dao, which is the embodiment of Yuan Chen's state of mind.

I don't know how long I walked, the road under Yuan Chen's feet began to vibrate, turning up layers of peaks, and the road in front of him became more and more difficult.

At the same time, cyan light shone into this time from the sky, and countless sword qi poured into the space, filling everything.

Each of these sword qi is completely different, but they exude a terrifying aura that exudes everything, and they have also materialized into swords of different shapes, filling the ground under Yuan Chen's feet, exuding bursts of cyan and bright sword light, forcing people to dare not look directly.

In an instant, the earth under Yuan Chen's feet turned into a world of swords, shining with cyan light everywhere.

The cyan originally seemed to be full of life, but Yuan Chen's surroundings were full of murderous intent, trapping him here.

"Huh!"

Yuan Chen just wanted to reach out and touch these spirit swords on the ground with instinct, but the moment his fingers touched, the spirit sword in front of him flashed, cutting his fingers directly.

The crimson blood fell immediately, and Yuan Chen's blood contained the majestic power of qi and blood, falling to the ground and piercing the pure white floor.

A tingling pain gradually pulled Yuan Chen's divine sense back, and he seemed to realize what these cyan spirit swords represented and where he was.

"Here it is...... The ancestral memories in the Yuan family's bloodline...... "Yuan Chen muttered to himself mechanically, and he turned to look back at this sword world.

Generally, powerful divine beasts, they don't have any martial arts classics, and they all rely on the memories fused in their bloodlines to pass on their powerful power from generation to generation.

Just like Ao as a pure-blooded dragon?? When he turned into a real dragon, he awakened the bloodline of this dragon inheritance and possessed unparalleled power.

Ordinary human races naturally don't have this ability, but those beings who have cultivated to the supreme avenue and can change their lives against the sky can naturally hide their cultivation knowledge in their bloodlines and pass it on to the next generation.

Unlike the Divine Beasts, these bloodline inheritances will continue to weaken as the bloodline is diluted, and unless it can ensure that the strength of the offspring is as strong as the ancestors, it is impossible to be strong

Cease.

The emperor is strong and can affect his own bloodline, and the proportion of the descendants of ordinary emperor powerhouses giving birth to emperors is higher, and this is the case with the thirty-three heavenly hermit families, but unfortunately in the period of decline of the Heavenly Martial Dao, the head of the Heavenly Realm lacks the emperor's energy, and it is too difficult to promote the emperor.

Yuan Chen regained a trace of the clarity of his divine sense through the stinging pain, his eyes gradually cleared, looking at these cyan spirit swords, as if he had comprehended something.

"Since this is the inheritance bloodline realm of the ancestors of the Yuan family, isn't it here that the cultivation method of the "Divine Sword Dao" is hidden?" Yuan Chen's eyes revealed fiery excitement, he didn't care about what kind of state he was, whether he would live or die in the future.

Since there is a peerless kendo cultivation method in front of him, even if he can get a glimpse of it before he dies, he will die without regrets.

The ground where these countless cyan spirit swords fell under his feet seemed to be chaotic, but they were secretly in line with some kind of trajectory.

Yuan Chen no longer wandered around aimlessly, he was now almost trapped in this sword world, the slightest rash move, he would be injured by these cyan sword peaks, he closed his eyes, and used his remaining divine sense to feel the cyan spirit swords around him, wanting to grasp this mysterious trajectory.

These cyan spirit swords can cut Yuan Chen's fingers, but they do not hurt Yuan Chen's divine sense, and his divine sense can shuttle through the spirit sword at will, like a fish returning to a waterhole.

Like a withered old man, Yuan Chen didn't know how much time he had been sitting here, his divine sense was recovering and growing little by little, but he had never been able to comprehend the inheritance power hidden in these spirit swords.

After these spirit swords came, the world Yuan Chen was in had not changed, as if he was waiting for Yuan Chen to discover the secrets here.

After trying for a long time, Yuan Chen had no results, he opened his eyes regretfully, just in time to see a wound on his finger that had just been cut, after so much time, the wound had not healed, and the tingling pain from above was still there, and the blood slowly dripped out and turned into a silk thread, wrapped around several sword bodies in front of him.

"Huh?!" Seeing this scene, Yuan Chen was puzzled for a moment, and thought, "Could it be that these spirit swords can absorb the power of my bloodline?"

The bloodlines were wound around several spirit swords, linking them together as if they were part of some kind of pattern.

Standing here indifferently also had no effect, anyway, Yuan Chen also knew that this space did not exist originally, his body, his blood may be a conceptual existence, he did not hesitate, and took a step in the sword bushes full of cyan spirit swords, and his body was instantly cut by the cold sword peak Hundreds of openings, blood flowed out of his body frantically, spraying on these cyan spirit swords.

Yuan Chen's brows furrowed slightly, these cyan spirit swords carried terrifying laws of destruction, his wounds could not heal, and the pain of the tears he received was thousands of times more painful than usual.

However, at such a great price, Yuan Chen was not without gain, his blood remained on these spirit swords, turning into countless blood-colored silk threads, wrapped around the hilt of the sword, and gradually manifesting one pattern after another.

Seeing such a scene, Yuan Chen immediately released his divine thoughts, his divine sense was above the sky, and he saw a pattern evolved into blood-colored silk threads from top to bottom.

In the next second, Yuan Chen's divine sense seemed to be captured by some force

Pulling, his divine consciousness was absorbed into this strange pattern, as if falling into an abyss.

After the fall, the scene around Yuan Chen changed drastically, and he came to a post-apocalyptic scene, the surrounding heaven and earth collapsed, and unimaginable destructive power was vented everywhere, and even the chaotic power before the beginning of the universe was destroyed in front of this force.

Yuan Chen had seen this level of supreme power, that is, the power that created the furnace of heaven and earth, and he could destroy and create a world with a single hand, and all the rules were in the hands of one person, controlled by him at his fingertips.

Such a disregard for Qiankun's strength is already the pinnacle of martial arts in Yuan Chen's mind, and it is an existence that he is far from reaching now.

Just when Yuan Chen was frightened, a powerful pitch-black evil qi swept through Yuan Chen's body, although Yuan Chen seemed to be a projection at the moment, but when he was penetrated by this evil qi, he still felt an indescribable horror, as if he had seen the most evil thing in the world.

"Boom!"

Just when Yuan Chen wanted to see what it was just now, in the direction where the black evil qi flew, a violent explosion suddenly occurred, blowing everything around him away.

This destructive force swept through nearly several spaces around it, and even some of the shattered worlds were destroyed in an instant, and all living beings perished in this instant, leaving no trace of life.

"This is?!" Yuan Chen tried to get closer to the battlefield where the sound of explosions came from not far away, wanting to see what was going on there.

The pitch-black evil qi finally revealed its true body, it was a man with an extremely evil appearance and a neutral appearance, the black evil qi on his body was constantly floating, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot of injuries.

At the moment when the evil man wanted to go out, four sword qi crossed from the depths of the universe, completely blocking the direction around him.

Red, blue, black, and white, the four sword rays contained a monstrous murderous aura that destroyed some of them, slashing from the depths of the universe.

Around the evil man, there were soon four majestic sword peaks, and on top of the sword peaks, there were four figures, and they were controlling these four terrifying sword peaks.

When Yuan Chen saw these four figures, plus this evil man, he quickly understood where he was, and said in shock: "This is ...... Four Great Sword Masters, could it be said that this man is the evil ancestor who provoked that earth-shattering battle?!"

From his father, Yuan Hong, Yuan Chen knew that they were not the indigenous human race of this dimensional world, but came from the extremely distant Holy Realm, which was called the Realm of Ten Thousand Worlds, and was a core cosmic plane where countless human races and other races lived.

The masters of the Holy Realm are like clouds, and under Yuan Chen's understanding, there are many martial arts civilizations that have been lost in the Heavenly Realm Human Race, and there are countless emperor powerhouses, and subordinate planes like the Thirty-Three Heavens don't know how to go.

The Four Great Sword Masters family is one of the overlord-level forces, inherited from the Four Great Sword Masters who laid the foundation of the Sacred Realm.

The legends of the Dao Ancestor and the Buddha also originated in the Holy Realm, but they came from a much more distant era, long before the four great sword masters.

The four great sword craftsmen inherited the will of the Dao Ancestor and the Buddha, forged the four divine swords with the Infinite Divine Iron, and killed the evil ancestors who were ambitious for the Holy Realm at that time, which laid the peace of the Holy Realm for countless years.