Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1615: Chapter 1615: Life and Death, Success and Failure All Hang on This Sword

"Anyway, thank you." Mu Hanyan received the scroll and was about to break the seal for her.

"Wait, let’s find a way to leave here first." Jiang Qiling snatched the scroll and carried it on her back.

"Alright." Mu Hanyan didn’t insist.

According to the Holy Master’s words, Luoshen Abyss is even more dangerous than the North Abyss Misty Plain, considered the forbidden land of forbidden lands, so she didn’t want to waste her strength prematurely.

"By the way, there’s nothing here, no food, no water. How did you manage to survive?" Jiang Qiling curiously asked Fen Qianji.

On the way here, she already learned about Fen Qianji from Mu Hanyan, originally thinking Luoshen Abyss, like other illusion realms, was filled with strange flowers and herbs. But upon arriving, she realized it was a scorched land without a blade of grass, influenced by the seal, maintaining the desolate aftermath of an ancient battle tens of millions of years ago. She couldn’t understand how Fen Qianji survived until now.

"Starved." Fen Qianji said succinctly.

"Starved..." Jiang Qiling instinctively touched her small belly. As the daughter of the dean of the Soaring Dragon Branch, she had suffered a lot in cultivation, but had never gone hungry her entire life, even thinking about it seemed terrifying.

"Actually, it’s not as scary as you think. Haven’t you noticed that Luoshen Abyss’s Heaven and Earth Power is a bit different from other places?" Fen Qianji said.

Upon hearing this, Mu Hanyan and Jiang Qiling suddenly realized that the Heaven and Earth Power here was unusually gentle, and even more astonishing, it simultaneously contained the laws of both the Divine Continent and the Holy Court Continent without any conflict, mutually supporting, perfectly interwoven.

Being in its midst, even without deliberately cultivating, the Heaven and Earth Power would automatically enter their meridians and Qi Sea, then naturally integrate into their Qi, enhancing their strength.

"Damn, this Luoshen Abyss is an excellent cultivation land!" Jiang Qiling exclaimed in joy.

Mu Hanyan was also filled with surprise. It seemed that due to the seal’s influence, Luoshen Abyss not only retained the scene from the ancient battle tens of millions of years ago but also maintained the Heaven and Earth Power and laws as they were back then. If one could cultivate here continuously, as long as their talent wasn’t too mediocre, achieving the Sword Saint Realm should only be a matter of time.

No wonder those legendary cultivators were so powerful, Mu Hanyan now truly felt the wonder of the Heaven and Earth Rules and Power before the separation of the Holy Continent.

"Unfortunately, you might not have time to cultivate." Fen Qianji suddenly said.

As soon as the words fell, Mu Hanyan and Jiang Qiling felt the world suddenly darken, the light ahead distorted, presenting a seemingly virtual and illusory scene.

They saw one towering wave after another surging forward, mercilessly devouring everything. The waves layered upon each other, one crest higher than the next, as if the entire world were about to be swallowed.

Such terrifying waves, neither Mu Hanyan nor Jiang Qiling had seen, let alone heard of. Watching the hard rocks instantly swept into the waves, colliding and turning to powder, one could imagine the dreadful power contained within these sky-high waves.

If it were truly an illusion, it might be bearable, but the thunderous rumble of the waves filled their ears, and they felt the terrifying heavenly might approaching them, proving this was definitely not an illusion.

"What... what’s going on?" Jiang Qiling trembled as she asked.

"I’m not quite sure, but if I’m not mistaken, it should be the Sword’s Residual Power left by those ancient forces. The seal in Luoshen Abyss not only preserved the Heaven and Earth Power and laws from tens of millions of years ago but also retained their Sword’s Residual Power. Every period, this Sword’s Residual Power would reassemble, but thankfully, it’s only residual power; otherwise, even the strongest Sword Saint might not be able to withstand it." Fen Qianji explained.

Mu Hanyan was deeply shocked; Fen Qianji was right, this was indeed the Sword’s Residual Power left by ancient forces. However, it wasn’t left by cultivators from the Holy Court Continent, nor by the Guardian of the Gods, but from another plane—the Divine Martial World. Because amidst these terrifying waves, Mu Hanyan distinctly sensed an aura of law different from that of the Holy Continent.

No wonder they were revered as gods; this was only residual sword power. How formidable would the complete sword power be!

Fen Qianji was evidently not experiencing this for the first time, speaking while slowly drawing out his longsword.

However, having stayed in Luoshen Abyss for so long, he was already severely wounded, and the earlier sword to break the seal was his full exertion, worsening his injuries. As he circulated his cultivation technique, he coughed heavily, with blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"Qian Ji!" Mu Hanyan handed over a Dragon Blood Rejuvenation Pill with a worried expression, which was among the highest grade elixirs she had, as Fen Qianji was a master above the Holy-grade, ordinary elixirs were of little use to him.

"I’m fine; if I couldn’t withstand this, I wouldn’t have survived in Luoshen Abyss until now." Fen Qianji smiled slightly but still took the elixir.

With waves towering high, they were almost upon them, and the entire earth shuddered violently.

"Yesi Hui... Mojia Luo..." Fen Qianji’s voice resonated with an obscure chant.

His aura suddenly surged, and the broad sword in his hand emitted a captivating radiance.

With a firm grip, Fen Qianji’s broadsword slashed out.

This strike was so overwhelmingly dominant, so decisive and resolute, leaving no room for retreat.

Life, death, success, failure, all within this sword.

Evidently, the suffering Fen Qianji endured in Luoshen Abyss wasn’t in vain; his strength had grown significantly, and this sword was vastly different from his previous Sword Force.

"Star Fall, Eight Desolates!"

"Xuantian, Sword Break!" Mu Hanyan and Jiang Qiling struck simultaneously.

Mu Hanyan had underestimated Jiang Qiling earlier; her strength had actually reached the peak of the Ninth Rank Sword Master, just a step away from entering the Great Sword Master Realm. Of course, such strength still fell far behind Mu Hanyan at present.

Fen Qianji’s longsword descended, with the shimmering Sword Light aiming at the horizon, the mighty waves unexpectedly split open by a single stroke, rolling by their side.

The splashing waves, hitting them felt like being struck by flying stones, and Mu Hanyan and Jiang Qiling felt a constraint in their chests, simultaneously spitting out a mouthful of blood. Fen Qianji stood unmoved, still tightly gripping his longsword, his steadfast figure like a sculpture enduring the erosion of millennia yet standing unwavering.

"Break for me!" Fen Qianji shouted fiercely, the longsword sweeping across in front, Sword Light sweeping across the heavens like a crescent moon.

Amidst a thundering roar, waves splashed, and the sky-high wave was shattered by Fen Qianji’s sword.