When Zhuo Wen was confused, the sky full of black mist in the Death Sacrifice Cave exploded out of thin air with bursts of thunder.
Whoosh!
I saw the king's sword in Zhuo Wen's soul suddenly flew out and flew towards the sky. After a while, the sky thunder rolled, and the entire sky was filled with terrifying thunder flashes.
Even Zhuo Wen's spiritual consciousness did not dare to extend into the depths of the clouds at will, because the thunder tribulation deep in the clouds was so terrifying that even the smallest trace could annihilate Zhuo Wen's spiritual consciousness.
"It seems that this is the thunder calamity that transformed Wang Jian into a divine weapon of enlightenment. It is really powerful!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the thunder tribulation in the sky with fearful eyes. He knew very well that if he resisted the thunder tribulation in the sky with his current body, he would at least be seriously injured. If he was not careful, he might be directly destroyed by the thunder tribulation.
The thunder tribulation lasted for a full day and night. Zhuo Wen was always paying attention, with a cautious look on his face. Although the thunder tribulation brought down by the transformation of the divine weapon and the enlightenment artifact was much weaker than that of a strong person who attained the truth, it should not be underestimated.
If Wang Jian couldn't withstand the thunder tribulation, wouldn't it be useless? For Zhuo Wen, this would be a huge loss.
When the thunder tribulation receded, a loud sound of swords could be heard from the sky, and then Wang Jian rushed towards Zhuo Wen like a stream of light, and finally landed in front of Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, the surface of Wang Jian has completely turned into the gray color of death energy. The gray sword body is covered with complex patterns, and the breath of death contains an extremely rich Taoist charm.
"The King's Sword has successfully proven itself and has become a heaven-level artifact. From now on, it will no longer be called the King's Sword. Since it was proven in the Death Sacrifice Cave, let's call it the Death Sacrifice Sword." Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice.
Perhaps sensing that Zhuo Wen had obtained his name, the Death Sacrifice Sword emitted a crisp sword cry, and immediately turned into a stream of gray energy that entered Zhuo Wen's soul between his brows.
This is the advantage of the Proving Artifact. It is an artifact that can be between reality and illusion. When not fighting, the Proving Artifact can turn into illusion and coexist with the soul.
And once there is a battle, the artifact of proving the Tao will immediately turn into reality and become the most powerful killing weapon.
This time, Zhuo Wen's gains were not small. Not only did he improve his cultivation further and advance to the realm of death, but Wang Jian also successfully achieved enlightenment in the Death Sacrifice Cave and became an artifact of enlightenment.
In the future, the Death Sacrifice Sword will be another trump card of his, and its power may be much more powerful than the Bite Seal.
Of course, the power of the Devouring Seal is actually not weaker than the Death Sacrifice Sword, but the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine restrictions on the Devouring Seal have not yet been cracked. Once cracked, the power of the Devouring Seal will not only be no weaker than the Death Sacrifice Sword,
And it will be stronger, and much stronger.
When Zhuo Wen emerged from the Death Sacrifice Cave, he immediately discovered an extremely dazzling fire in the deepest part of Wuji Tai Ruins.
This fire light was like soaring into the sky, as if it had the power to burn the sky, and most of the Wuji Taixu area was enveloped and spread by this fire light.
At the moment when the fire light rose, Zhuo Wen also received the message from Ziwei Xingjun.
"The burning bug appears?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up and he became interested. He knew that the burning bug was actually Zhu Rong's Gu.
Now the clone is still deep in the core of the abandoned planet. Through his connection with the clone, Zhuo Wen was surprised to find that the energy emitted by the magma refined by Zhu Rong's Gu can actually enhance the clone's strength.
Although Zhuo Wen knew little about the path beyond the Three Extremes Realm, he knew that Zhu Rong's Gu could enhance the strength of the clones in the Three Extremes Realm, which was definitely of great benefit to him.
In this case, Zhuo Wen naturally wants to get the main body of Zhu Rong's Gu.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen rushed towards the core of the fire.
After a while, he came not far from the fire. At this moment, there were many monks gathered here, all of them were not weak. Zhuo Wen even found several strong men in the Enlightenment Realm, who should be from the Hundred Halls of Taiqing Fairyland.
The palace master level.
Among them, Zhuo Wen also saw a familiar figure. This person had a bald head and a bloody robe. The smell of blood on his body was extremely pungent.
"Blood God, Lord of the Blood Temple!"
Zhuo Wen glanced at the bald man in a bloody robe, with a sneer on his lips.
Back then, the Blood Temple sent waves of killers to kill him, forcing him to use the Dao Intent Crystal in advance. Qiu Zhuowen remembered this clearly.
Zhuo Wen turned the Blood Temple upside down and almost killed the Blood Temple. In the end, even if he understood a trace of the ninth level of Taoism, he was still no match for the Blood God.
Although it had been a long time, Zhuo Wen didn't take it to heart about what happened back then.
But now that he has met the Blood God, he will naturally pay attention to it. If there is a chance, Zhuo Wen will naturally not let the Blood God go.
Of course, Zhuo Wen will only consider this matter after the matter of Zhu Rong's Gu is resolved.
After all, everyone's attention is currently focused on Zhu Rong's Gu. It would obviously be unreasonable for him to kill the Blood God now.
Zhuo Wen's unkind gaze was immediately noticed by the Blood God. He glanced coldly at the young man in white behind him, feeling that he seemed familiar.
However, the Blood God could not remember exactly where he had seen him. However, the Blood God had secretly written down the young man in white.
If you dare to look at him with that kind of eyes, you are simply courting death. After this incident is over, if the Blood God encounters this son again, he will definitely capture him and slowly torture him to death.
"Brother Zhuo!"
A voice transmission came, and Ziwei Xingjun quickly flew to Zhuo Wen's side.
At the same time, Ziwei Xingjun looked Zhuo Wen up and down, and he found that he couldn't see through Zhuo Wen at this moment.
The current Zhuo Wen would definitely be inconspicuous among this group of monks, but Ziwei Xingjun would not think that the young man in white in front of him is just an ordinary monk.
He knew that if this young man in white showed his sharp edge, the power he would unleash would be extremely powerful and terrifying.
Before the separation in Wuji Taixu, Ziwei Xingjun could still feel Zhuo Wen's specific cultivation level, but now he can't feel it at all, so there is only one possibility, that is, Zhuo Wen's cultivation level has improved again.
Thinking of this, Ziwei Xingjun looked at Zhuo Wen more solemnly and asked in an uncertain tone: "Brother Zhuo, did you... break through?"
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly and did not answer Ziwei Xingjun's words. Instead, he looked ahead and said: "Brother Ziwei, can you tell me about the current situation?"
Hearing this, Ziwei Xingjun also knew that Zhuo Wen probably didn't want to talk more about his cultivation, but Ziwei Xingjun was even more fearful and awe of Zhuo Wen.