Chapter 52: Lin Xiaotian, You Unfilial Son

This demonic sword was named Taotie. Initially, Li Tianyuan thought it was merely an Ultimate Immortal Artifact, but he never expected it to be an Ultimate Imperial Weapon.

This was one of the supreme treasures of the world, something that could only be forged by beings at the Great Emperor level.

Any cultivator who mastered an Ultimate Imperial Weapon would be strong enough to roam the world undefeated and stand proudly at the pinnacle of the heavens!

Splendid!

This trip to the Demonic Sword Sect had been immensely profitable!

Looking at the Taotie Demonic Sword in his hand, Li Tianyuan felt an overwhelming sense of delight.

Just as he was brimming with excitement, the altar below suddenly began to vibrate violently. Countless Dao patterns emerged, radiating a brilliant, dazzling light!

Rumble!

The next moment, a heaven-shaking roar echoed through the air.

Li Tianyuan looked down and saw the altar below slowly sinking.

In the blink of an eye, the massive altar completely vanished, as if it had never existed in the first place.

Had the Taotie Demonic Sword not still been in his grasp, he would have thought that everything that just transpired was merely a dream.

"It seems beneath this Life and Death Demonic Pool, apart from this Taotie Demonic Sword, there might be other secrets buried?"

A thought flashed through Li Tianyuan's mind, and he immediately released his divine sense to scan the area below.

However, his divine sense seemed blocked by some strange force, rendering him completely unable to probe any of the mysteries below.

Seeing this, Li Tianyuan swung the Taotie Demonic Sword in his hand, slashing out a piercing and peerless sword Qi.

Whoosh!

A sharp and shrill whistle echoed through the void. The terrifying sword Qi struck the abyss below, but like a stone sinking into the ocean, it failed to stir up even a single wave or ripple.

"Bizarre!"

Li Tianyuan let out a soft exclamation, his brows furrowing tightly as a grave expression surfaced on his face.

"Indeed, there is a secret hidden down here. Not only is there a random Ultimate Imperial Weapon, but now there is also such a bizarre phenomenon..."

Li Tianyuan muttered to himself, narrowing his eyes as he gazed down into the bottomless abyss. His mind raced with countless thoughts, and he felt a lingering urge to go down and investigate further.

However, he quickly shook his head.

Obtaining an Ultimate Imperial Weapon was already a bountiful harvest; there was no need to push his luck and seek out the bottom of it.

Moreover, Li Tianyuan felt that with his current strength, even if he went down, it would be difficult to discern the truth, so it was better to quit while he was ahead.

With this thought, Li Tianyuan stamped his foot and rapidly soared upward.

...

At the bank of the Life and Death Demonic Pool.

"Why has it suddenly gone quiet? Did he succeed in subduing the demonic sword, or did he fail?"

The old man watched the gradually calming waters of the Life and Death Demonic Pool and muttered to himself.

He was currently in extreme turmoil!

On one hand, he hoped Li Tianyuan would successfully acquire the demonic sword and leave the Demonic Sword Sect immediately.

On the other hand, if Li Tianyuan failed, his heart would be filled with anxiety, especially since he was the one who had instigated Li Tianyuan to go down.

If anything untoward happened to the other party, their entire Demonic Sword Sect would be buried along with him!

At this thought, he couldn't help but shiver, casting a complex gaze at the calm waters of the pool below.

Beside him, Ye Chen remained completely calm, showing not an ounce of worry that any accident might befall his master.

In his eyes, his master was omnipotent, and mere demonic sword would undoubtedly be easily subdued.

Just as the old man was deep in inner conflict, the water below suddenly rippled, and a figure broke through the surface.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly stepped forward. "How did it go, Your Excellency? Were you able to successfully acquire the demonic sword?"

He cared deeply about this outcome. If the other party returned empty-handed, he truly had no idea what kind of treasure he could produce to satisfy this ancestral deity-like figure!

Li Tianyuan glanced at the old man, a playful arc playing at the corners of his lips as he asked with a smile, "Guess?"

"Your Excellency..."

Hearing this, the old man was instantly rendered speechless, a bitter expression crossing his face.

Since the other party refused to play by the rules, was he about to be extorted once more?

Yet, he truly had nothing of value left to offer.

"Old man, is there even a need to guess?"

Seeing the old man's predicament, Ye Chen puffed out his chest and walked over. "My master has naturally succeeded in subduing the demonic sword."

"Haha, my disciple understands me best!"

Li Tianyuan clapped his hands in laughter, then looked calmly at the old man. "Alright, don't worry. I am quite satisfied with that sword, and our accounts are now settled."

Upon hearing this, the old man finally let his hanging heart drop.

Heavens!

Earth!

Ancestors preserve us, this plague god is finally leaving.

The Demonic Sword Sect was not ruined in his hands!

The old man wept tears of joy, while silently resolving that once Li Tianyuan left, he would seal the mountain for a hundred years and forbid any disciple from stepping outside.

Otherwise, if they provoked another existence they shouldn't mess with, the Demonic Sword Sect would genuinely be destroyed by his own hands.

"Your Excellency, I wonder what the demonic sword looks like? Might I be allowed to behold it?"

The old man couldn't help asking.

After all, that sword in the Life and Death Demonic Pool had resided in their Demonic Sword Sect for thousands of years, yet no one had ever laid eyes on its true appearance.

Now that it had suddenly been taken away, a lingering reluctance stirred in his heart.

This feeling was akin to watching the untouchable goddess he had pursued painstakingly for years suddenly fly away with someone else; it left a most bitter taste in his mouth.

Therefore, he wanted to see the true visage of the demonic sword, even if it were only a fleeting glance.

"Behold, it is right here."

Hearing this, Li Tianyuan casually flicked his right hand.

In an instant, the Taotie Demonic Sword appeared in his palm.

As soon as the sword appeared, a majestic and overwhelming aura swept outward like endless rolling waves, unstoppable and mighty.

At that very moment, everyone in the Demonic Sword Sect felt a terrifying imperial might wash over them, causing their souls to tremble and compelling them to prostrate themselves in worship.

Gazing at the pitch-black demonic sword that radiated a suffocating aura, the old man's pupils constricted sharply, and horror washed over his face, as if he were witnessing something utterly impossible.

"Hiss! What a terrifying pressure!"

"Could... could this be an Ultimate Imperial Weapon?!"

The old man swallowed hard, forcing down the lump in his throat as he spoke in a trembling voice.

The terrifying pressure emanating from this demonic sword was unequivocally the unique majesty of an Ultimate Imperial Weapon!

Although he was a mighty figure in the Heavenly-Human Realm and practiced an extremely tyrannical cultivation technique, he still found himself unable to resist the pressure emitted by the demonic sword.

Ye Chen was equally shaken to the core, but compared to the sword's pressure, he was even more thrilled by the realization that his master was powerful enough to subdue an Ultimate Imperial Weapon.

"Indeed, this sword is named Taotie, and it is an Ultimate Imperial Weapon!"

Seeing the old man's utterly shocked expression, Li Tianyuan smiled faintly.

With an air of effortless detachment, he turned around and floated away into the distance with Ye Chen, leaving behind only a calm, echoing voice.

"I am taking the demonic sword with me. Farewell, until we meet again!"

The words lingered in the old man's ears for a long time, refusing to dissipate.

It was only after a long while that the old man snapped back to his senses, letting out a heart-wrenching roar.

"Lin Xiaotian, you unfilial wretch! You have truly failed our ancestors! I will grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes as a warning to others!"

The old man trembled with fury, driven nearly to the point of madness.

He never could have imagined that the demonic sword their Demonic Sword Sect had guarded for thousands of years was actually an Ultimate Imperial Weapon.

An Ultimate Imperial Weapon!

This was a peerless treasure capable of suppressing an entire province and allowing a faction to stand unshaken for ten thousand years!

And now, he had watched helplessly as someone took it away. His heart ached so fiercely it felt as though it were bleeding, and he nearly vomited three liters of blood.

And the sole culprit behind all of this was Lin Xiaotian.