"You come with me."
Emperor Jian took Ye Chen forward and finally came to a broken altar.
This altar seemed to be a place where swords were forged. There were many broken swords scattered on the ground, and there were discarded refining tools, furnace hammers, etc. around it.
In addition to the broken swords, there were many skeletons and bones scattered on the ground. They were filled with ghostly auras, and a little bit of will-o'-the-wisps were dancing, which was very strange. The howling of the wind in the air also sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves, which was very creepy.
"This is……"
Ye Chen looked at the bleak scenery around him and was a little stunned.
"There were many places where our three swords were made, and this is the most critical one. Unfortunately, the person who made us killed many people in order to forge the swords, and took the blood and lives of countless people to sacrifice to the sky to temper the swords. What ultimately forges us.”
Emperor Jian's face was silent, and with a squeeze of his hands, the ancient secrets were touched, and long-lasting pictures emerged in front of Ye Chen's eyes.
In the picture, there is an old swordsmith with a strong aura, clanging three swords. The three swords have already taken shape, and there is a vague sharp edge.
Next to the swordsmith, an unknown number of people were tied up with iron chains. Everyone's eyes were full of fear and panic, and they kept crying and begging for mercy. The cries and the sound of hammering were mixed together, which was heartbreaking.
The swordsmith turned a deaf ear and only focused on making swords.
"The spiritual energy is not enough..."
The swordsmith sighed, grabbed a few people from the side, skinned and torn them apart, or tore them alive, and then threw them into the oven for quenching.
It turned out that the sword was made from a living person.
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed. Making swords out of living people was a common evil sword-making method. Although it was harmful to nature, it was not too surprising.
However, the swordsmith's methods made Ye Chen tremble.
Before taking a living person to sacrifice to the sword, the other party first killed the person with extremely cruel methods, such as peeling off the skin and removing the bones, etc., causing the person to endure tremendous pain and torture before death.
In this way, the spirit and blood of the person sacrificing the sword will be amplified to an infinite level, providing more sufficient nutrients for the sword.
What's even more frightening is that the swordsmith controls a mysterious Taoist fire. After killing a person, he uses the Taoist fire to turn into a fire disaster, roasting the person's soul and squeezing out the last bit of energy. .
The sacrificed people, whether physical or spiritual, endured great torture, and finally died under the burning flames of purgatory.
The three swords were forged, and from the very beginning, they carried the original sin of blood!
The figures of the Emperor Sword, the Hou Sword, and the General Sword silently looked at the ancient scene in front of them, all in silence.
The scene continued to flow, but the swordsmith was heard murmuring: "To set up the Creation Formation, Yin and Yang need to blend, and another evil sword must be forged..."
After the words fell, the swordsmith used the remaining materials to continue to forge the sword, and wisps of evil energy came out of the sword embryo.
During the process of making the sword, the swordsmith continued to sacrifice living people, extract blood, nourish the young sword, and strengthen the evil sword step by step.
I don't know how long it took, but all the victims used for the sword sacrifice had been killed, but the evil sword had not yet been completely formed.
"It seems that it is not easy to forge this evil sword. I need more sacrifices..."
The swordsmith murmured in a low voice, with a worried look on his face.
At this moment, a burly man strode over from a distance.
This burly man was dressed in battle armor, and his eyes were like swords. The pupils were blue and red, with some evil intentions.
In the man's arms was a small child.
"It's him!"
Ye Chen was shocked when he saw this burly man.
He had encountered this man before when he entered the world of evil swords. The man was indeed holding a child in his arms.
"Master, I brought the sacrifice."
The burly man, carrying the child, walked to the swordsmith.
"Ah, Tianwu Immortal and Wu Jueshen, does he want to sacrifice his daughter?"
The swordsmith was extremely surprised when he saw the child.
The child is a girl.
The burly man said: "In order to lay out the rebirth and ensure the future container, although this move is a bit cruel, it can only be like this."
"Master, please rest assured, this little girl's physique has been specially tempered, and the evil aura is extremely strong, enough to forge an evil sword."
The swordsmith was silent for a while, and finally nodded and said: "Okay, since it is what Tianwu Immortal Lord wants, then I will do it, but I can't bear to do it, so you should kill this little girl yourself."
The burly man was shaken and said: "Master, as a minister, how dare I commit such a heinous crime? Master, let's do it!"
The old body of the swordsmith couldn't stop trembling, and he said: "The daughter of Tianwu Immortal Lord is blessed with great luck. Killing such a being would be too sinful, and I don't dare to do it!"
The burly man pondered for a while, and finally said with fear and struggle: "Then... I will kill the young lady's body, and you will temper her soul. Whatever sins you have, we will bear them together."
The swordsmith said in a trembling voice: "That's fine, that's all. You go ahead and do it first."
The burly man swallowed his saliva and looked at the little girl in his arms, but he didn't dare to make a move.
The little girl is sleeping soundly. Her tender face and long eyelashes look very cute. Her facial features are delicate and beautiful. She is a beauty at first glance.
Finally, the burly man gritted his teeth, grabbed the little girl's neck with his big hands, and tried to squeeze her to death.
The little girl seemed to have caught the murderous aura while she was sleeping. She suddenly opened her eyes and screamed "Wow".
However, at the same time, the burly man also pinched her throat.
Only half of her screams came out before she became completely mute. Mixed with the sound of her throat bones being broken, it sounded particularly miserable and simply horrific.
The little girl died, but she was the daughter of Tianwu Immortal and Wu Jueshen. She had great luck and extraordinary blood. Even if her body died, her spirit still existed, but she was still young and had not yet manifested it.
However, the next scene was even more horrific.
The burly man handed the little girl's body to the swordsmith.
The swordsmith took it with trembling hands, and then threw the little girl's body into the furnace.
The fire of the Taoist spirit circulates and the fire bakes, like thousands of disasters.
The little girl's body was burned in the fire, and her soul finally appeared.
If her soul had not manifested, it would have been a relief to die like this, but at this time, it was forced out, which was an extremely miserable situation.
The little girl's spirit felt that she was in the fire, and she couldn't help crying.
"Miss, I'm sorry..."
The burly man shed tears and knelt on the ground.
But in the midst of great suffering, the little girl's eyes showed a hint of unyielding as she said, "Uncle, it was my choice. I don't blame you, but, wuwuwu, it really hurts..."
(End of chapter)
