The cold wind, filled with the smell of dampness, rot, and the vicissitudes of time, filled the long corridor paved with copper bricks and blew out all the lighting candles.

This place was completely plunged into a strange darkness. Yan Huanren, who was kneeling on the ground with his forehead resting on the copper brick, was surrounded by this strange darkness and strange cold wind.

He did not dare to raise his head. He must not raise his head to look without permission, otherwise it would be rude and offensive to his ancestors.

Yan Huanren, who rested his forehead on the copper brick, could only rely on his feelings to judge what was happening in front of him.

He estimated that the stone door in front of him, which had not been opened for hundreds of years, should be open now!

Otherwise, why would the cold wind be blowing more and more fiercely? And the complex smell of moisture is getting stronger and stronger...

"Keng!——" Suddenly, a sound of gold and iron colliding suddenly sounded! It sounded like it was quite close.

It seemed that it was not far in front of his head on the floor. This made Yan Huanren, who had been concentrating on sensing the movement in front of him, suddenly startled.

Where did this sudden sound of gold and iron clashing come from?

"Could it be that my ancestor is already standing in front of me at this moment?" Thinking of this possibility, Yan Huanren became even more nervous, and his heart started to beat wildly.

He quickly knelt down more upright and waited quietly for his ancestor's instructions and instructions.

"This knife is blessed by my soul." Sure enough! The voice of the middle-aged man who had said the word "wait" just now spoke again!

However, Yan Huanren, who was kneeling and obedient, was stunned when he heard the words. He immediately realized that the source of the speech was not in front of him, but was still within the stone gate.

This means that the ancestor has not come out and is not standing in front of him as he thought... Knife?

What kind of knife?... The words inside the stone gate immediately reminded Yan Huanren that he had indeed heard the sound of gold and iron clashing just now.

Is there a knife in front of him? With doubts, he raised his head. However, in the dark and cold wind in his field of vision, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers.

In such a place, one should not be able to see anything clearly. However, of course, when Yan Huanren raised his head and looked directly in front of him, he immediately noticed that there was a place about four or five feet away from where he was kneeling.

, there is something stuck in it.

The reason why you can see that thing clearly is because it is emitting a faint purple light in the darkness!

The light was very light and very restrained. So much so that if Yan Huanren didn't raise his head to look, he wouldn't even notice that there was such a weird thing right in front of him.

"Is this a knife?..." He tentatively touched it with his hand. In order to avoid being cut by the blade, he only touched it gently.

Soon, the skin on the fingers touched the gold and iron object. It was indeed a knife. It felt hard and cold, unique to metal.

Because Yan Huanren did not use any force and was very cautious, his hand did not feel the sharpness of the knife.

So I got a little bolder and tried to pinch it with two fingers. After pinching, I quickly felt that the angle I touched seemed to be the position of the spine of the knife, but I couldn't be completely sure.

He simply stretched out his other hand, intending to use both hands to explore at the same time. He tried to move up the spine of the knife, trying to grasp the handle of the knife.

However, just halfway through the action, another voice came from the darkness in front of Yan Huanren.

"Sooner or later you will be injured by this knife, so you don't have to be so cautious." The hoarse voice was flat and indifferent, without any emotion in it.

Yan Huanren was startled.

"Injured by... this knife?..." Obviously, he failed to understand the meaning of this sentence.

"Juniors don't quite understand, please ask the ancestors to clarify..." He just asked, and immediately stared into the darkness with all his concentration, waiting for a reply.

But this time, Yan Huanren didn't have to wait too long. The hoarse and indifferent voice soon came from the depths of the darkness.

"This sword needs to be sacrificed with the blood of the descendants of the Yan family. Only after drinking the blood can the sword gain the power of my divine power." The voice echoed in the cold wind and lingered for a long time.

Hearing this, Yan Huanren swallowed his saliva.

"Sacrifice with blood?..." The pampered and dignified King Yan has never suffered any harm. He has lived for more than fifty years, and not even a piece of skin on his hands has been damaged... even if the maid accidentally broke it while combing his hair.

Every hair on your head will be punished.

At this moment, I was suddenly told by my ancestor that I needed to use my own blood to sacrifice the sword, so naturally I couldn't help but hesitate.

But soon, Yan Huanren gritted his teeth and made up his mind. Since it was the order of his ancestors, there must be no harm!

The sword blessed by the ancestor's spirit is an extremely precious treasure. Being able to gain the power of the ancestor's divine power is a great opportunity!

How can you hesitate because you are afraid of pain? It is not easy to get the gift from your ancestors, and you must hold it firmly!

Swallowing, Yan Beichen put his hands on the belly of the knife and stopped groping for the handle. He opened his two palms, and then slowly grasped the knife's belly.

With a little force, the sharp blade was embedded into the skin of the index finger, middle finger and thumb of both hands without any hindrance.

"Hiss!..." The blade cut into the flesh, and Yan Huanren immediately felt the burning pain from the wound.

Immediately afterwards, a warm liquid overflowed from the gap between the fingers and flowed down the wrist.

He knew that it was his own blood. For the first time in his life, he felt pain and the taste of blood flowing out... It felt okay... It was not as uncomfortable as he had imagined, and he could still bear it.

No longer caring about the pain, Yan Huanren pulled out his thoughts at this moment and silently stared at the knife in front of him, which was held by his blood-stained palm.

He wanted to see what would happen when the knife drank his own blood. He wanted to see what kind of divine power the sword blessed by the ancestor's soul would show!

One breath...two breaths...three breaths...five breaths passed. Yan Huanren stared at the knife in his hand.

Within five breaths, apart from seeing the knife still emitting a dim purple light in the darkness, nothing special happened to him.

"What's going on?... Why hasn't there been any change... Could it be that the blood the knife drank wasn't enough?" Yan Huanren, who was confused, continued to stare at the knife in the darkness.

It wasn't until the eighth breath that he finally felt something abnormal! The purple light on the knife began to flash. Flashing and flashing, it flashed with the rhythm of his heart beating.

Then, in the deepest part of his consciousness, he suddenly had a very strange feeling. He and the knife actually formed a whole!

The sword was Yan Huanren, and Yan Huanren was the sword. Immediately afterwards, he felt a huge power appear in his body out of thin air!

This huge force, in an instant, gave Yan Huanren a fighting spirit and courage that could break new ground and turn the world upside down.

It's like a dream. Thoughts that have never appeared in my mind before are now rolling in my mind!

At this moment, Yan Huanren held the knife and slowly stood up from his knees. A majestic breath burst out from his body.

In the darkness, purple light emitted from his eyes... Yan Huanren lowered his eyes and stared at the sword in his hand. A strange smile appeared on his face full of fighting spirit.

After a long time, he murmured to himself:
Chapter completed!