The Descent of an Immortal Weapon Scares Someone to Insanity

Zhang Shaofeng looked at Murong Gong and noticed his legs were trembling uncontrollably. He shook him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Murong Gong stared blankly at Zhang Shaofeng and stammered, "I told you there's a phoenix inside too. Do you believe me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shaofeng was stunned.

A phoenix too?!

Wouldn't that mean this is the residence of the Immortal Emperor?

Could the person living here be...

Gulp.

Zhang Shaofeng seemed to be infected by the fear, and his legs started trembling as well.

The two men exchanged nervous glances.

At this moment, Zhang Shaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "Since the senior isn't here, how about we... go check out that secret realm?"

Knowing that in addition to a dragon, there was also a phoenix in this courtyard made Zhang Shaofeng feel an immense pressure, causing him to feel suffocated.

A huge sense of unease made him want to leave immediately.

Murong Gong quickly nodded in agreement.

It was fine when the senior was present, but now that he wasn't, Murong Gong felt anxious!

They looked towards the distant secret realm and prepared to fly over.

Just then, they witnessed a powerful beam of light suddenly descending from the secret realm to the ground.

A loud noise echoed from afar.

The ground even began to tremble slightly.

"The power of this is too great!"

They were both astonished.

Looking from a distance, they saw that the once barren forest had turned into ruins.

Thankfully, the secret realm had been moved away. Otherwise, the entire town would have been razed to the ground!

They expected the light beam to disappear quickly, revealing the entrance to the secret realm. But strangely, the beam remained.

"Could it be that this secret realm requires a special incantation to open?"

"Probably. The beam won't disappear, and the entrance won't appear until the incantation is recited. I bet this secret realm was created by an immortal. Let's go check it out. Maybe there's a hint nearby on how to open it."

After saying this, the two vanished from where they stood.

...

Meanwhile, in the opposite direction, Chen Pingan was in a remote mountain area, searching for herbs.

Suddenly, he felt the ground tremble slightly.

"An earthquake?" Chen Pingan frowned.

Fortunately, the tremor was very mild and soon passed.

Chen Pingan didn't pay much attention to it and continued deeper into the mountains, familiar with the paths he had taken many times over the past five years.

As he walked, he scanned the surroundings for any signs of spiritual herbs.

After a while, Chen Pingan suddenly stopped.

"One-grade Wenxiang Grass!"

His eyes lit up, and he walked over, preparing to harvest the herb.

This single spiritual herb was enough to cover his living expenses for half a month.

Just as he was about to take out his small hoe from his basket, something unexpected happened.

A small black hole suddenly appeared above his head!

The appearance of this small black hole was so abrupt that it startled Chen Pingan.

"What is this? A wormhole?"

Chen Pingan felt a bit scared.

As an ordinary mortal, he was most afraid of encountering such strange phenomena.

He took a few steps back to distance himself.

At that moment, a golden longsword emerged from the small black hole.

After the sword appeared, the black hole closed and disappeared.

The golden longsword fell to the ground.

If one looked closely, they would notice that the tip of the golden sword was missing a piece, and there were several small notches along the blade's edge.

It was a broken sword.

Seeing this, Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought a powerful figure or a monster would appear, but it's just a sword? Given its unusual arrival, could it be a treasure?"

Chen Pingan looked around. Seeing no one else, he cautiously approached.

On the ground, the golden longsword began to murmur to itself.

It was the weapon spirit!

"Finally! I've escaped to the mortal realm! Blood Moon Sect, you just wait. I'll repay this imprisonment a hundredfold one day!"

This was an immortal weapon.

Immortal weapons usually chose their owners. With a strong master, they wouldn't fear being coveted by others.

But some immortal weapons disliked being bound.

After all, weapon spirits, like humans, had intelligence.

Just as some people yearn for freedom, some weapon spirits dislike constraints.

This weapon spirit was one of them.

It had been captured by the Blood Moon Sect, a top-tier sect in the Immortal Realm, and imprisoned in the Void Domain.

They forced it to recognize a master, threatening to imprison it forever if it didn't comply.

Swearing never to submit, it used all its strength to tear through the void and escape to the mortal realm.

In the chaotic flow of time and space, it suffered severe injuries, reducing its level to that of a spiritual weapon.

But fortunately, its spirit remained intact.

After a few years of recuperation, it could return to its peak and take revenge on the Immortal Realm!

"This seems to be a desolate mountain. That's good. There shouldn't be any mortals here."

Severely injured, it couldn't move for the time being. In this desolate mountain, it should be safe from being picked up by a mortal.

However, just as it rejoiced in its location, a shadow suddenly blocked its view of the sun.

"A person?!"

Seeing the figure, it was taken aback and began to panic.

Ready to curse, it suddenly froze.

Its blade trembled involuntarily.

"This!!"

Seeing Chen Pingan, it was plunged into endless shock.

"No way! Didn't I open a passage to the mortal realm? Where... where is this place?!"

In its vision, everything centered around Chen Pingan was full of Dao principles!

It also sensed an overwhelming pressure emanating from him!

Just one glance at Chen Pingan made the sword tremble!

Having roamed the Immortal Realm for many years, it had never seen anyone this powerful!

"Huh? It moves on its own? Is this a high-level magical weapon? Or even higher, a treasure weapon?" Chen Pingan's eyes brightened as he saw the weapon tremble and muttered to himself.

In his understanding, there were four levels of weapons: magical weapons, treasure weapons, spiritual weapons, and immortal weapons.

But he couldn't determine the level of this weapon.

Hearing Chen Pingan's words, the weapon spirit was stunned.

He couldn't even recognize its level?

Could he be... a mortal?

"I get it! My severe injuries must have altered my perception of the outside world. Maybe what I see isn't Dao principles but a visual error. Yes, that must be it."

The weapon spirit analyzed with keen interest.

Chen Pingan, unconcerned about the weapon's level, decided to take it home.

Perhaps he could give it to Murong Gong and the others to sell it for some spirit stones.

Smiling, Chen Pingan picked up the longsword and placed it in his basket.

Then he walked over to the spiritual herb and began harvesting it.

As soon as he placed the golden longsword in his basket, it started shaking even more violently.

"What's happening?"

Chen Pingan raised an eyebrow, wondering why the sword was trembling so much.

In the basket, the golden longsword leaned against the small hoe.

"Ant, stay still!" A faint voice emanated from the hoe.

Instantly, the golden longsword stopped moving, becoming utterly still.

Originally intending to check the sword's condition, Chen Pingan saw it had stopped shaking and paid it no further attention.

He picked up the small hoe and happily continued harvesting the herb.

In the basket, the golden longsword began to tremble again as soon as the small hoe was removed.

"What... What... Where am I?! This can't be the mortal realm!! A divine weapon!! That hoe just now was a divine weapon!!"

The spirit within the golden longsword was on the verge of going insane.