In the Divine Illusory Realm, even a full year passed as mere one to two minutes in the outside world.
Of course, this was second only to the speed of thought and had nothing to do with cultivation. It merely expanded knowledge, bringing boundless benefits.
Ming Zhi Tian opened his eyes and pointed at the ancient box. "Myriad Laws Unite! Formation Activate!"
The best way to deal with the Primordial Xuan Huan Array was to counter magic with magic, and formation with formation, thereby creating a labyrinthine path to guide oneself, find the gate, and insert the key to open it.
The Primordial Xuan Huan Array was instantly activated!
Countless strands of killing purple energy surged towards Ming Zhi Tian!
Ming Zhi Tian remained composed, waving his hand casually! Ninety-nine multicolored magic flags descended from the void!
"Ninety-Nine Return to Truth! Qian Nuo Great Dao! Open!"
The magic flags pierced through layers of purple energy, precisely locating and shattering one hundred array eyes! The Primordial Xuan Huan Array was thoroughly vanquished!
An ordinary greatsword came into view, super-sized but of super-ordinary quality.
Looking at the unremarkable ancient sword, though it possessed a certain age, it was truly just a very ordinary giant sword.
The two looked at each other. Qiong Yao couldn't help but sigh, "Our luck… seems a bit poor?"
Ming Zhi Tian's gaze suddenly sharpened. "Not right."
"Sword, come."
The giant sword was drawn to his hand, and Ming Zhi Tian, using his Holy Soul Eye, discerned something unusual, then shouted, "Reveal yourself!"
Suddenly, the giant sword emitted a bright light, and a sword spirit shot out from it!
"I am the Primordial Sword Spirit, why do you disturb my slumber? Kneel at once!"
Qiong Yao felt an oppressive force that made her unable to breathe. Ming Zhi Tian raised his hand to dispel it. "What are you? A mere sword spirit dares to be arrogant before me?!"
An immense aura of pressure washed over the Primordial Sword Spirit, its very soul flickering and almost extinguished. It trembled, "Great deity, spare my life, great deity, spare my life!"
Ming Zhi Tian placed a hand on Qiong Yao's shoulder. "It's alright now."
Qiong Yao was awestruck. How unfathomable was the cultivation of the man before her? He could make the Primordial Sword Spirit willingly submit.
Ming Zhi Tian looked up. "You are the Primordial Sword Spirit? Tell me, what artifact is this?"
The Primordial Sword Spirit felt abashed. But it was understandable; it was normal for Ming Zhi Tian not to have seen a Primordial Divine Artifact, especially one like this…
Facing such a powerful deity, the Primordial Sword Spirit dared not delay. "This is a supreme Primordial Divine Artifact, capable of severing the horizon with a single strike, possessing infinite power. It is named 'World-Destroying Lament'!"
"One sword laments the soul, one sword laments the man. With two swords unsheathed, even death is inevitable."
Ming Zhi Tian pointed the sword at the Primordial Sword Spirit. "I know you have slumbered for millions of years. Cultivation is not easy. Submit to me, and I will spare your life."
The Primordial Sword Spirit was clearly unwilling, but facing Ming Zhi Tian's aura of annihilation, it had no choice but to yield. "Very well, my master. I, the Primordial Sword Spirit, shall obey your every command from this day forth."
Ming Zhi Tian shook his head. "Do not try any petty tricks with me. Let us sign the contract."
"This…" The Primordial Sword Spirit was utterly unwilling. In its past life, it had served a great deity for millions of years. In this life, it only desired freedom!
But… reality was clearly harsh and unavoidable. It could not escape the clutches of fate.
After signing the contract, the Primordial Sword Spirit became another trump card for Ming Zhi Tian.
He stored the World-Destroying Lament into the void, and the two exited through the Gate of Time and Space.
Seeing this, the two concealed Divine Angels immediately returned to report!