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Chapter 8

Ji Yuebai, on her descent from the mountains, bore a secret mission entrusted by her sect: to locate the Xian Yuan Sword, a sacred relic once carried by the previous sect leader when he fell, hidden within the newly opened Cangli Secret Realm.

After parting with Xu Nian, she propelled her flying sword, speeding towards her destination. Now unburdened by Xu Nian’s presence, Ji Yuebai’s pace quickened significantly. Guided by a sensing stone provided by her sect, she took a different path at a fork, heading straight for the location of the Xian Yuan Sword.

She became an unstoppable force, easily defeating every demon beast and trap in her way. Alone, with her long sword, she cut through everything, pushing deep into the heart of the realm.

The legendary Xian Yuan Sword was just there, lodged diagonally on a rock in the depths of the secret realm. The sword’s intricate patterns and the ice-blue light coursing through it were striking. Even from a distance, one could feel the sharp, chilling aura it emitted.

Ji Yuebai came closer, her dark eyes locked on the glowing sword, as if mesmerized by its beauty.

For over a thousand years, the sword had absorbed spiritual energy and gained awareness. It turned into a ball of light and playfully circled Ji Yuebai, examining her with the curiosity of a child.

This sword spirit had only recently gained consciousness and couldn’t talk yet, expressing itself in simple emotions. It felt a long-lost familiar aura on Ji Yuebai and affectionately rubbed against her shoulder.

When Ji Yuebai’s fingers wrapped around the sword, channeling her spiritual energy, the blade slowly slid out from the rock, revealing its original brilliance. A surge of dense golden spiritual energy shot up into the sky, spreading a powerful spiritual pressure far and wide.

At that moment, the clear blue sky darkened, and ominous golden clouds began to brew, rumbling thunderously, transforming the sky into a terrifying spectacle.

The birth of a spirit within a divine artifact inevitably called forth a thunder tribulation, a trial necessary for its existence in the mortal realm.

Meanwhile, not far away, the thunder and lightning attracted by the rising spiritual energy approached. They were originally drawn by Xu Nian’s advancement, but the massive vortex of energy surrounding the Xian Yuan Sword lured them instead, causing a miscalculation in the trajectory of the lightning, now directed towards the sword.

The sword spirit, just moments ago playfully rubbing against Ji Yuebai, now trembled in fear, its light shrinking to half its size, desperately seeking refuge in Ji Yuebai’s embrace.

Ji Yuebai, who had come for the Xian Yuan Sword, could not stand idly by and watch the sect’s treasure be destroyed by the thunder tribulation.

Although she had prepared multiple defensive formations and artifacts to counter the ordeal, she had not anticipated the sheer magnitude of the impending storm, far exceeding her expectations.

Ji Yuebai’s usually unflappable demeanor grew tense, as the intimidating thunder and fierce winds whipped around her, bringing a torrential downpour in an instant.

Then, the first bolt of golden lightning struck with the speed of sound, cracking the defensive Shou Tian Tube, even as Ji Yuebai calmly increased her spiritual energy output for precise control, seeking the greatest benefit with the least loss.

Subsequent thunderbolts proved even more ferocious than the first, posing a formidable challenge as they crashed down like a tidal wave.

Ji Yuebai skillfully manipulated her spiritual energy, controlling the formations and treasures to withstand this formidable assault of thunder, navigating through the perilous ordeal with a calm yet determined resolve.