Abyss Walker

Chapter 239 The Undying Divine Sword

As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the forest mist, Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling had already packed their bags and continued their journey.

They traversed dense jungles and climbed rugged hills, finally finding the hidden waterfall in a valley.

The waterfall, like a white ribbon, cascades down from a great height, producing a deafening roar, splashing water everywhere, and creating a misty spray.

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling stood before the waterfall, knowing that a secret passage leading to Sword Shadow Valley lay hidden behind it. This discovery made their hearts race, and their eyes gleamed with excitement.

The waterfall's force was immense, yet the two figures stood firm and resolute. Their silhouettes appeared exceptionally brave against the cascading waters, and their steps were remarkably determined amidst the roar of the falls.

The waterfall was turbulent and had a strong impact, but Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling managed to keep their balance in the water thanks to their firm will and excellent skills.

With the mist obstructing their vision, they could only rely on their tacit understanding and hearing to navigate.

"Stay close to me!" Yun Muhan shouted, his voice weak amidst the roar of the waterfall, but he knew Dugu Jianling could hear him. His voice, filled with determination and confidence, provided the two with direction and strength.

Dugu Jianling followed closely behind Yun Muhan, and the two of them moved step by step toward the center of the waterfall under its impact.

As they ventured deeper, the force of the current became increasingly difficult to resist, but they did not give up.

Using his sword for support, Yun Muhan slowly found a foothold on the slippery rocks. Dugu Jianling, on the other hand, used his dexterity and agility to help the two maintain their balance in the waterfall.

Every step they took was fraught with challenges, but their will was unwavering, and their movements were perfectly coordinated.

Finally, after a difficult trek, they discovered a narrow passage that was almost completely covered by water.

Yun Muhan entered the passage first, followed closely by Dugu Jianling. The passage was relatively dry, and their clothes gradually dried from their body heat.

The passageway meanders, sometimes narrow and sometimes wide, and the walls are covered with moss, giving it an ancient appearance.

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling proceeded cautiously, knowing that the passage was likely riddled with traps. Their sharp eyes scanned every detail within the passage, searching for possible clues and potential dangers.

Their breathing echoed in the passageway; they were highly focused, ready to deal with any situation that might arise.

"Look there!" Dugu Jianling suddenly pointed to the wall in front of him, where there seemed to be a stone slab that was a different color from the surrounding walls.

Yun Muhan stepped forward, his eyes sharp, and carefully examined the stone slab, discovering that it was a movable mechanism.

His fingers gently touched the edge of the stone slab, feeling its texture and possible triggering mechanisms. He took a deep breath and then pressed down hard on the slab.

With a soft mechanical sound, the wall slowly slid open, revealing a hidden room.

The room was filled with an ancient atmosphere, as if every stone was telling a story of the past. In the center was a stone platform, on which sat an ancient longsword.

The sword stands in stark contrast to its surroundings, its blade emitting a faint glow, and even in dim light, its extraordinary presence can be felt.

The blade of this sword seemed to contain some kind of power, and its presence made the atmosphere of the entire room more solemn.

The sword's light, though faint, was steady and persistent, like the soul of the room, quietly guarding this secret space.

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with awe and curiosity towards the sword. They knew that this sword might be more than just a weapon; it could be the key to deeper secrets, or even part of an ancient sword-wielding tradition.

The two cautiously approached the stone platform, preparing to examine the sword closely and search for possible clues and the story behind it.

"This is the Undying Divine Sword? This is a divine artifact?" Yun Muhan asked softly, his voice filled with a hint of awe.

Dugu Jianling nodded. He could feel the power flowing through the sword, which was the essence of the Undying Sword Dao.

"We must be careful; this sword may possess immense power, and not just anyone can wield it."

The two stepped forward, and Yun Muhan unceremoniously reached out and gently touched the blade of the sword.

Just then, the sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a powerful force surged from the sword, surrounding Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling.

This force is warm and powerful; it is not merely a material existence, but also a spiritual inheritance.

They felt their bodies filled with a warm power—the power of the Undying Sword Dao—flowing within them and merging with their sword intent. This power made their swordsmanship more refined and their will more resolute.

At that very moment, they seemed to be in perfect harmony with the destined inheritor of the Undying Sword Dao—the Divine Lord of Complete Annihilation—and felt his power, will, and majesty.

This feeling transcended time and space, giving them a deep connection, a resonance with the ancient masters of swordsmanship.

"Our mission is complete. Although the Undying Divine Sword and the fifth chapter of the Undying Sword Technique, the Undying Sword Dao, are not suitable for us, we have still managed to make Lord Wanmian owe us a favor." Yun Muhan quickly released his grip, his tone revealing a sense of relief and satisfaction.

Yun Muhan sighed and said, "It will have the same result as the Qiankun Painting Brush. It can definitely recognize a master, but its power will be greatly reduced."

"However, it can be said that the Qiankun Painting Brush and the Undying Divine Sword are items that belong exclusively to him, the God of Destruction. If others were to possess them, their strength would be greatly reduced. Even with my pressure, they could only exert twenty percent more power."

"Never mind... Anyway, I have the Dugu Nine Swords. Even the Undying Divine Sword at its peak was just a Heavenly Artifact, and it couldn't compare to my Dugu Sword at all."

"This bound destiny is truly disgusting. But it's all for the best. With my Dugu Divine Sword, why would I need to borrow the power of a Heavenly Artifact?" The Dugu Sword Spirit returned to its original form, its tone full of sarcasm: "The Undying Sword Technique, the Undying Divine Sword, and the complete annihilation of the Divine Lord—truly a match made in heaven."