Chapter 1382: Chapter 1382: Bahuang Sword! Ye Qiu sped ahead, with the Taiyi Saint Heir closely following behind him. His killing intent towards Ye Qiu had increased exponentially; previously, he didn’t care whether Ye Qiu lived or died, as long as he could obtain Ye Qiu’s blood. However, this time, the Taiyi Saint Heir truly desired Ye Qiu’s death. A native had actually snatched the divine weapon that was about to be his right from under his nose, how could the Taiyi Saint Heir not be furious. Couldn’t shake him off! While shuttling through the jungle, Ye Qiu found that he couldn’t shake off the Taiyi Saint Heir. Even the Great Turtle Breath Evasion Technique was useless; he couldn’t escape the Taiyi Saint Heir’s sight, making his attempts to conceal his presence futile. The main issue was that they were too close together, leaving Ye Qiu no time to hide. Moreover, the Taiyi Saint Heir’s speed was slightly faster than Ye Qiu’s, making it extremely difficult to lose him in this mad dash. Ye Qiu couldn’t just focus on escaping from the Taiyi Saint Heir; he had to confirm the true identity of this longsword to see if it was the legendary sword he had guessed. At this moment, the longsword no longer emitted golden light and looked just like an ordinary sword. However, the sword’s body was covered with cracks, as if it could shatter at any moment. Ye Qiu knew this sword was made from many broken fragments, so its appearance wasn’t surprising. While moving forward and scrutinizing the longsword, Ye Qiu discovered three bold and powerful characters at a spot one inch away from the hilt. It truly was this sword! The second treasure of Ge Tian, the Eight Desolates Divine Sword! After confirming this, Ye Qiu became incredibly excited, his eyes filled with excitement. Even with the Taiyi Saint Heir pursuing him closely from behind, his mood was no longer as tense. “Ge Tian’s three great treasures, I’ve already gathered two so quickly—Death Horn, Bahuang Sword. With these two treasures, the Taihuang Bell is within reach.” Ye Qiu’s confidence soared. He bit his finger and dripped blood onto the sword, initiating the re-recognition of its master. As the blood flowed along the sword’s edge and was instantly absorbed into the sword’s body, the longsword suddenly emitted a bright light again. Ye Qiu sensed a connection with the sword, as if with just a thought, the sword would take flight. Ye Qiu suddenly discovered a surge of agility within the sword. Shocked, he exclaimed, “Could it be the Sword Spirit?” Ye Qiu had heard about Sword Spirits. What makes a sword a true treasure is not merely being able to cut through iron like mud or cleave gold and stone. Those don’t constitute a true treasure sword. Only a sword that gives birth to a spirit can be considered a treasure sword, for it can communicate with its owner and attack foes according to the owner’s wishes, capable of slaying enemies from a thousand miles away without the owner lifting a finger. Furthermore, as the spirit grows, the sword’s power will also increase. Even if the owner dies, the Sword Spirit will not disappear but will continue to act according to the owner’s will. The Sword Spirit sensed Ye Qiu’s spiritual power and appeared fearful. It was still very weak, not even fully formed, just a peculiar cluster of gas. Ye Qiu transmitted a kind thought, showing no harm to it. Additionally, Ye Qiu infused some power for the Sword Spirit to absorb. Sensing Ye Qiu’s good intentions, the Sword Spirit sent a wave of emotion, and Ye Qiu smiled, knowing he had gained the Sword Spirit’s recognition. In reality, even if the Sword Spirit didn’t recognize him, he was already the owner of this sword, easily capable of wiping out the Sword Spirit. However, Ye Qiu didn’t do that. He sensed the Sword Spirit’s infant-like frailty, reminding him of himself. In the eyes of the strong, were he not as weak as the Sword Spirit, easily dispelled? “I hope we grow together and fight shoulder to shoulder,” Ye Qiu murmured. To prevent the Taiyi Saint Heir from taking the sword, the Sword Spirit consumed a great deal of power and had thus fallen into slumber, leaving Ye Qiu in full control of the sword. After mastering the Bahuang Sword, Ye Qiu’s eyes sparkled: “It’s time to comprehend the second part of the Six Paths Reincarnation Technique.” With a thought, the second chapter of the Six Paths Reincarnation Technique flashed in Ye Qiu’s mind. As soon as Ye Qiu’s blood recognized the sword, the second part of the Six Paths Reincarnation Technique had automatically appeared. Ye Qiu had obtained the first chapter of the Six Paths Reincarnation Technique from the Death Horn, which included two paths: the Hell Path and the Hungry Ghost Path. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the nοvelfire.net The chapter within the Bahuang Sword corresponded to the Animal Path and the Asura Path. The Death Horn governed the inanimate, the Bahuang Sword governed slaughter, and the Taihuang Bell governed humans and gods. These are the six profound meanings of the Six Paths Reincarnation Technique, the essence of its six paths. Ye Qiu divided his focus into two, one part understanding the new chapter of the Six Paths Reincarnation Technique, the other continually watching the Taiyi Saint Heir behind him. Meanwhile, the month-long period was drawing to a close. Originally, many people were preparing to leave the prehistoric world when they suddenly discovered that the original entrance had disappeared; the sword gate no longer existed, which instantly worsened the situation for everyone. “Damn it, how do we get out of here?” someone angrily shouted, but no one could provide an answer. “Unless we break the void and force our way out, we’re probably trapped here otherwise.” “Perhaps when the treasure finds its master, everything here will disappear, and by then we might leave.” Many people became irritable due to their inability to leave, even engaging in small-scale skirmishes. The appearance of the Turquoise Pool’s Saintess and the Donghua Holy Son drew many people’s attention, hoping to leverage the strength of these two to leave, but they were disappointed; even the two saints couldn’t do it. “There’s no way; now everyone who entered here can only wait.” The Turquoise Pool’s Saintess tried to break the sky, but unfortunately, it was unbreakable. Without the sword gate they used to leave, they were all stuck here. Even with the Turquoise Pool’s Saintess and the Donghua Holy Son unable to do anything, the others could only resign themselves to their fate. If they knew that the sword gate existed just before, and it was because Ye Qiu had taken the Bahuang Sword, causing the gate to disappear, they might have cursed Ye Qiu. Not far from the gathering crowd, a young man covered in blood concealed himself. He was extremely weak now. If Ye Qiu were here, he would surely be shocked to see the usually lofty Western God, Emperor Shang, reduced to such a state. Emperor Shang was in a miserable state; he had endured a major battle, barely escaping alive. Even now, he was still not out of danger, as those vampires were still tracking him. The fate of Amura and Kid, the two angels, remained unknown. To combat the vampires and buy time for Emperor Shang’s escape, the two angels had been fighting the vampires fiercely. “Those damned bloodsuckers, if I, Emperor Shang, get out, I will annihilate you.” Emperor Shang said with a pale face. Here, his divine power of belief was nearly depleted, unable to replenish, making it impossible to engage the vampires for long. Without the two angels, he likely would have died long ago. “And that Easterner, he should die too.” Emperor Shang naturally hadn’t forgotten Ye Qiu. Now his hatred for Ye Qiu equaled that of the vampires; both were people he intended to kill. At this moment, as Ye Qiu ran wildly, he was finally caught up by the Taiyi Saint Heir. The two faced each other again, and the tense atmosphere spread.