Eternal Heavenly Emperor

The so-called Holy Valley is very simple and not very large. In the center of it, there's a stone platform on which a sword is enshrined.

However, the sword isn't lying on the stone platform, but is afloat, supported by a rainbow-colored light, making it look extraordinary.

Next to this platform, there is a rotating light gate. Since this place is the heart of the whole plain and everyone had come from all directions, this light gate should be the means for them to leave here and enter the next stage.

"The Holy Sword!" everyone exclaimed, rushing forward to grab it.

Chu Hao did not make a move, but the Barbaric Girl did, asking anxiously, "Why aren't we trying to grab it?"

"Although this place rarely opens, it has happened before in history, but the sword has always been here. I guess it's impossible to take it away," Chu Hao shook his head.

"Oh!" the girl nodded her head, uninterested. Her only interests were eating and fighting, besides, she didn't use swords.

Among the War Kings, Zi was the fastest, gliding through like light smoke, reaching out and grabbing the Holy Sword.

She was a long-haired woman whose face, similar to Su Wanyue and Gu Qingcheng, was covered by a veil, making it impossible to see her true face. But her figure was truly striking, with a slim waist and ample curves, enough to stir the heart.

Since everyone had not left the area, they weren't able to commence battle, and since the one who got the sword was the strongest War King, others were even less inclined to snatch it. They just watched her.

Zi scrutinized it and then put the Holy Sword back, saying, "There's nothing special about it."

Had she merely said there was nothing special, people might not have believed her, but her actions confirmed their thoughts. Because no fighting was allowed here, as long as she held it in her hand, who could take it from her?

Guan Feng stepped forward, took the Holy Sword, examined it carefully, and then also shook his head and put it back.

Fu Tianying, Ma Tiandong, and other strong War Kings came forward one after another, picking up the Holy Sword to examine it closely, but no one found anything extraordinary about it.

"Some Holy Sword this is, what's the difference from a common street iron sword?"

"It's just an ordinary iron sword."

This was the conclusion the strongest War Kings reached, and they lost interest in the Holy Sword.

The crowd could understand this—otherwise, if the sword truly had great power, wouldn't it have been taken away long ago? How could it still be here?

"Chu Hao, when I see you next time, it will be your time to die!" Yuan Tiangang coldly said to Chu Hao, then stepped through the light gate. His figure flashed and disappeared instantly.

"This really is the exit!"

"Let's go!"

The others followed suit, all of them outsiders from the Poplar Tribe, who had no military achievements to exchange and nothing to linger here for. Why not leave?

Chu Hao walked over and picked up the Holy Sword, examining it very carefully.

"Didn't you say it couldn't be taken away?" the Barbaric Girl came up to him, speaking in a dissatisfied tone, "and everyone said it was useless!"

Chu Hao smiled and replied, "It's exactly because everyone said it was useless that I became interested."

"Then, have you discovered anything different about it?" the girl asked again.

Chu Hao shook his head, saying, "No."

Any way you looked at it, it was just an ordinary iron sword, with common materials that even a Martial Disciple might not spare a second glance.

Could all these tribes be foolish, shedding countless blood for such a mundane plain iron sword?

Impossible!

If the Holy Sword was that simple, wouldn't it be too easy to impersonate?

With a thought struck in his mind, Chu Hao abruptly knocked the iron sword against the altar. His strength was so immense that with such a strike, the iron sword instantly shattered.

"Ah, why did you break it? How are we going to explain this now?" the Barbaric Girl exclaimed, her big eyes whirling around, and she quickly grabbed Chu Hao's hand, "Let's hurry and run."

At that moment, an unusual transformation occurred!

The pieces of the iron sword rose from the ground, then fused back together automatically, reassembling into its original form. A gleam of light traveled along the blade, and the sword was restored to its initial condition.

"Huh?" Now even Su Wanyue, Gu Qingcheng, and Fu Xue became interested, turning their attention this way.

Noticing this scene, many people gasped and hurriedly crowded around.

"It's like it's alive, being able to heal itself!" the Barbaric Girl was very curious, "Let me play with it! Let me play with it!"

Chu Hao handed the iron sword to her, warning, "Just make sure not to give it to anyone else."

"I know, I know, I'm not stupid!" the girl playfully exclaimed, immediately immersing herself in joyful play.

Chu Hao turned to Fat Cat and transmitted with divine sense, "What's going on here?"

"Laws of Life, a branch of the Great Wood Series Path!" Fat Cat's eyes lit up as he said to Chu Hao, "You're in luck, boy. This iron sword has been infused with the Laws of Life by an expert. Because of that, the sword can heal itself. If you can comprehend it, your life level might increase significantly!"

"Laws? Didn't you say that only War Gods are qualified to comprehend them?" Chu Hao immediately glared at him.

"Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible, but the expert who made this sword was extremely skilled. He managed to integrate the universal laws into the blade. Although it's just a bit of the surface, it's still amazing. Start up the Flame Furnace, and directly refine the laws from the sword into your body," Fat Cat explained. "You won't need to comprehend the laws. In the future, if you get injured, the Laws of Life will activate on their own and heal your wounds!"

Chu Hao's heart raced with excitement. Body Cultivation at its highest Realm could achieve Blood Rebirth, but according to Fat Cat, that was an ability inherent to Innate Body Cultivators. As someone practicing both, he could only make his Physique stronger and improve his recovery ability, not achieving Blood Rebirth which was abnormally powerful.

However, if he could integrate even a little bit of the Laws of Life, his recovery ability might not surpass that of innate cultivators, but at least it would be comparable — even if shattered to pieces, he could still piece himself back together.

He immediately asked the Barbaric Girl, "Have you had enough fun?"

"Not yet!" The girl quickly shook her head.

"Even if you haven't had enough, I need it now," Chu Hao said with a smile.

"You're really stingy, here, you can have it back," the girl handed the iron sword over.

"I need to refine this sword, you guys wait here for me," Chu Hao told Su Wanyue and the others.

"No way, you can refine an iron sword?" Gu Qingcheng stuck out her tongue.

"After refining it, can you heal your wounds like this sword?" Su Wanyue was also shocked. After all, that ability was astonishing; Body Cultivation only made the physique tougher and healing faster, but it certainly couldn't regenerate lost limbs.

At least not at this stage.

"Yes!" Chu Hao nodded.

The four girls were happy for him. This ability was too powerful. They sat around Chu Hao, protecting him. Fortunately, people here couldn't harm each other, so there was no need to be too nervous.

Chu Hao held the iron sword, the Flame Furnace activated.

This ability of his was supposed to melt and refine anything, but this seemingly ordinary black sword was exceptionally "resilient." It could resist his refining force.

No, it wasn't resisting. It was just that he would barely refine a tiny bit before the iron sword would heal itself, rendering his efforts fruitless.

He was shocked but even more eager. If his body could possess such fearsome recovery ability, it would undoubtedly elevate his strength to another level!

Flame Furnace, burst forth again!

Chu Hao pushed his abilities to the limit, desperately refining the iron sword, trying to make the refining speed surpass its healing speed.

The people around were green with envy. They had all seen the sword healing itself, and naturally, they wanted to study the mysteries of the sword. However, Chu Hao held it tight in his hand, which made them extremely annoyed, wishing they could rush up and snatch it.

But since they couldn't start a fight here, any attempt to rush at him would only get them repelled. They could only secretly drool to the side, resenting Chu Hao for hoarding the treasured sword and keeping its secrets all to himself.

Chu Hao didn't have the time to care about others' thoughts; he was dueling with this iron sword, continuously refining it.

He activated the Yellow Flame, and the iron sword immediately melted into liquid. Yet, it seemed to truly possess life, continuously wriggling, trying to return to its original form. During this process, an indescribable and inexplicable substance entered Chu Hao's body, integrating with him.

This is the Laws of Life?

Chu Hao couldn't understand; his Realm was too low, he hadn't even touched the level of the soul, let alone the Laws.

But what did it matter? What he needed now was strength. When his Realm improved, everything would naturally fall into place.

Three days later, Chu Hao finally completed the refinement.

By then, the iron sword had completely turned into liquid iron. And because the Laws of Life had been extracted, the movement of the liquid iron seemed to have stopped, as if it had died.

But upon closer inspection, the iron liquid was still moving, just at a much slower rate.

"The expert who made this iron sword is definitely a supreme being. Although you've refined most of the Laws of Life, these remaining laws are still deriving on their own. Given enough time, it will surely recover," Fat Cat said.

"Does that mean the laws in this sword might have been refined by someone before?" Chu Hao speculated.

"Possibly!" Fat Cat nodded.

But that must have happened tens of thousands of years ago. This area is rarely open, and there's no historical record of it. One could only find it mentioned in the ancestral records of the Copper Valley tribe. The last Great War happened tens of thousands of years ago.

"That's good," Chu Hao smiled. If the Holy Sword really had been ruined by his refining, it would have been a wasted effort by the Copper Valley tribe. Now, although the Holy Sword was "crippled," it still had a day of recovery.

He helped out by condensing the ironliquid back into a sword shape, barely considering it restored.(To be continued. If you like this book, please visit qidian.com to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)