I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1543 Sword and Death Battle

With the help of a piece of driftwood, Jian Changsheng successfully climbed onto the ground around the giant sword.

He looked up at the towering black giant sword again and couldn't help but ask in his heart:

"Master Bai..., why is this ancient weapon treasure in the shape of a sword?"

After a moment, Bai Qi's voice rang out from his mind:

"It's not a sword, it's just a sword."

Jian Changsheng was stunned, "Huh?"

"The Ancient Weaponry is the vehicle for human killing and the embodiment of all weapons throughout history. Naturally, it's not as peaceful and gentle as other ancient treasures... The murderous aura within it makes it a deadly weapon."

When Jian Changsheng first saw the Bingdao Ancient Treasure, he only thought it had a unique appearance, but he didn't expect that this thing was actually a real sword... What kind of existence must be able to hold an ancient treasure in his hand and then wield it to kill people?

"I know what you are thinking." Bai Qi's voice sounded again.

"Although it is a sword, it does not mean that it can be used... All the vehicles of killing that humans have ever used. Even a demigod of the God of War would not be able to lift it."

"Oh……"

Jian Changsheng felt a little regretful.

When Bai Qi had just mentioned this as a sword, Jian Changsheng couldn't help but imagine himself imagining how awesome it would be if he could pull out this sword someday. With one strike, he could probably chop down an entire human realm, right?

Jian Changsheng stepped on the black military road and slowly approached the bottom of the sword.

The ancient martial arts treasure does not kill ants. When he came last time, Jian Changsheng felt almost nothing. After all, he could not sense any martial arts aura at that time... But it is different now.

It's not like Jian Changsheng hasn't experienced the feeling of being filled with murderous aura and rampant violence, but even when he was killing people everywhere in the Xuanyu Realm, the murderous aura in his body was still a drop in the ocean compared to the vast murderous aura of the entire Bingdao Ancient Treasury.

He is now at the seventh level, but when he walks among the ancient military treasures, the surging murderous aura is so oppressive that it seems to suffocate him!

"What exactly is the method you mentioned of introducing external murderous aura?" Jian Changsheng finally asked.

Bai Qi was silent for a moment, then slowly uttered two words:

"Fight to the death."

“…Fight to the death??”

"Let an opponent with a murderous aura stronger than yours break your skin and cut your flesh. Their raging murderous aura will flow into your body, destroying it while also reshaping your flesh and blood... This is the 'baptism' of murderous aura." Bai Qi said calmly.

"Hyōshindo is different from other Shinto. Other Shintos place more emphasis on so-called talent, but Hyōshindo leaves a loophole for 'hard work can make up for lack of talent'."

"Even if you lack talent, as long as you can survive the blood and blade slaughter again and again, you will become stronger little by little... Geniuses may gain enlightenment after a single battle, and their strength will increase rapidly, but even a fool, after being beaten a hundred or a thousand times, will know which defensive posture is most appropriate."

"You, now you have to be that 'fool'."

"Of course, we have to fight to the death. Only by putting our lives on the line can we have a glimmer of hope. If there is even the slightest mistake in the process, you will really die."

Bai Qi's method was extremely simple and crude. It was equivalent to gambling his own life on his military talent... At this moment, Jian Changsheng also suspected that Bai Qi had no way to break through to a higher level, so he wanted him to die here. After all, no matter whether he was dead or alive, Bai Qi could still get his own body in the next world.

But Jian Changsheng had already prepared himself mentally, so even though Bai Qi's method was so crazy, he still took a deep breath:

“Where do I begin?”

"Your current strength is barely enough to handle a thousand-man pit, but it's still a long way from a ten-thousand-man pit, not to mention a hundred-thousand-man pit... Let's start with the thousand-man pit." Bai Qi's voice was without any emotion.

"Two thousand death battles involving a thousand men, fifteen hundred death battles involving ten thousand men, plus one hundred death battles involving a hundred thousand men... a total of three thousand six hundred death battles."

"As long as you can survive..."

"You will be able to reach the eighth level, and even... have the hope of becoming a demigod of the military path."

Jian Changsheng clenched his fists tightly.

No wonder Bai Qi wanted him to return to Bingdao Ancient Repository. Where else could he find so many enemies for him to "fight to the death"? This place held all the battlefields of mankind throughout history. As long as Jian Changsheng wanted, he could pick any enemy of any strength he wanted here...

Only by killing can one achieve killing.

But these 3,600 games...

Jian Changsheng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled...

He looked towards a thousand-man pit battlefield not far away, with his hands clasped behind him. As he grasped the hilt of the illusory sword, the ancient murderous aura gathered madly on his body, interweaving into a set of murderous armor.

Black ribbons danced behind him. Jian Changsheng drew his sword with a clang and without hesitation, he jumped into the battlefield filled with thousands of people...

As he stepped in, the figures on the battlefield turned around at the same time, and powerful aura of the God of War rose into the sky!

"kill!!"

They and Jian Changsheng shouted at the same time and rushed towards each other like arrows!

Jian Changsheng’s first life-and-death battle thus began.

……

The obsidian stairs gradually receded under Chen Ling's feet.

As Chen Ling stepped onto the land of the Eternal Realm, the clouds and mist dissipated, and a bright and pure starry sky came into his sight.

The Eternal Realm has risen to the clouds. Without the obstruction of thick clouds and gray mist, the shining stars are clearly visible. Since coming to this era, Chen Ling has never been so close to the starry sky.

At this moment, what is brighter than the stars is the city that is lined up in front of us.

The loss of electricity did not plunge the night of the Eternal Realm into darkness. Countless white flames dotted every corner of the streets and buildings. These flames were emitted by unknown materials, but each one was as bright and dazzling as an electric light, and burned very slowly. Even if it burned all night long, it would not go out.

At the same time, all the buildings here seemed to be made of highly reflective materials. The glass-like exterior walls reflected the light of the white flames, turning it into a variety of translucent and exquisite colors...

The night is as bright as the day, full of lights and colors. In this era of civilization regression, above the sky... a magnificent night city has appeared.

Chen Ling was stunned. He had thought that the Eternal Realm was different from other realms, but he didn't expect the gap to be so big. Compared with here, the three realms on the ground were like the primitive people of the Jiangtian Sect.

Wuji Jun stood beside him. He looked at the city in front of him that he had spent all his efforts to build. The indifference in his eyes gradually melted away, and a faint smile appeared.

"Welcome to the Eternal Realm."