"Hmph, kid, I advise you to accept your fate obediently! With your meager skills, you dare to challenge me with divine sense? I admire your courage, but unfortunately, sometimes courage alone can’t achieve everything. You’ve encountered someone you can never defeat!"

The gray shadow flashed with a defiant glance, yelling loudly: "Remember my name, I am the Taia Sword Saint!"

Sword Saint!

An exalted Saint Level expert, if he were still alive, he alone would be enough to sweep the Eastern Spirit Domain.

It’s a pity that over the long years, the Taia Sword God has only left behind a residual soul.

"Taia Sword Saint, huh?" Ling Feng’s lips curled into an evil smile, nodding slightly, he said: "I will remember you, because you will be the first Saint Level to die at my hands!"

As the sword edge swept, Ling Feng suddenly swung the sharp sword formed by sword intent fiercely, sending it flying.

The Taia Sword Saint swung his sword to disperse two beams of sword light, sneering: "Kid, is that all you’ve got—"

In the next instant, the voice abruptly stopped.

Ling Feng’s figure, somehow, had appeared before Taia Sword Saint, reaching forward with his hand and forcefully striking the Taia Sword Saint’s dantian.

"Heaven Stealing! Sword Condensation!"

With a shout, the Taia Sword Saint’s pupils suddenly contracted, staring at Ling Feng incredulously, screaming hysterically, "How... how could this be, my sword intent... my Sword Dao enlightenment, no! No!"

"Hmph, well isn’t this fortunate, you just happened to enter my Sea of Consciousness, and you happen to be skilled in Sword Dao, so I will gladly take this gift! Senior, it’s better for the dead to rest in peace!"

As he spoke, Taia Sword Saint’s figure trembled violently, becoming somewhat transparent.

The vast Sword Dao enlightenment contained within his residual soul naturally benefited Ling Feng. Under the mysterious and unparalleled divine skill "Heavenly Seizing Sword Technique," it continuously transformed into Ling Feng’s own Sword Dao enlightenment.

In an instant, the two major sword intents suspended in the Sea of Consciousness began to tremble violently, rapidly expanding, continually solidifying at an incredibly terrifying speed!

In just ten breaths, Ling Feng felt his two major sword intents both break through from Great Success Level to Small Perfection Level.

Moreover, this growth momentum had not vanished, continuing to rise.

"Hahaha!"

Ling Feng was overjoyed. Indeed, it’s a refreshing feeling to plunder the Sword Dao enlightenment of an Ancient Sword Saint expert!

The Taia Sword Saint was utterly panicked, strands of gray energy floated out and dissipated from his residual soul, being devoured and transformed by Ling Feng. The residual soul became increasingly faint, and its strength dwindled.

"Wait a moment..."

Taia Sword Saint’s residual soul shouted in panic, finally realizing that this young man before him possessed a divine skill capable of devouring Sword Dao enlightenment. Yet he was a Sword Saint in life, his divine soul naturally contained vast Sword Dao enlightenment, which was an inseparable part of his divine soul.

Now, being voraciously devoured, his last strand of residual soul was on the brink of annihilation, soon to vanish entirely.

"Regretting now, isn’t it too late?"

Ling Feng showed no mercy; he was offering himself up for devouring, if he didn’t enjoy it to the fullest, it would be too wasteful.

Unfortunately, the Taia Sword Saint was merely a residual soul, the entire process did not last long before the residual soul completely dissipated.

"Kid, I curse you to fall into Avici Hell, never to reincarnate!"

With a hysterical roar, the Taia Sword Saint completely vanished into gray nothingness.

Ling Feng’s face showed a hint of dissatisfaction, sensing that his two major sword intents had already reached the Small Perfection Early Stage Peak.

"Absorbing the residual soul of an Ancient Sword Saint only amounted to Small Perfection Early Stage, isn’t that too lacking?"

Ling Feng couldn’t help but frown, thinking he would at least reach Small Perfection Middle Stage.

Little did he know, his sword intents were of incredibly high grade, and there were two of them. Being able to advance to this level had saved him at least ten years of hard cultivation, yet he was still unsatisfied!

If others knew, they’d probably be jealous!

...

Regaining control of his body, Ling Feng saw before him the spiritual form of the Despicable Donkey.

"What about the residual soul?"

The Despicable Donkey looked into Ling Feng’s eyes, instantly knowing he was unharmed.

"I devoured it." Ling Feng shrugged, speaking lightly.

"Devoured it?" The Despicable Donkey looked at Ling Feng in disbelief, "How did you devour it?"

"Didn’t I previously obtain a ’Heavenly Seizing Sword Technique’?" Ling Feng touched his nose, speaking indifferently.

"Dang!" The Despicable Donkey couldn’t help rolling his eyes, "Kid, you’re truly a monster, mastering a secret technique comparable to Saint Level cultivation technique in such a short time!"

Luckily, the Despicable Donkey was already accustomed to the various unbelievable events surrounding Ling Feng, having grown used to it quite a bit.

Ling Feng curled his lips; he had the Emperor’s Eye, feeling no difficulty in cultivating techniques, complaining instead that he was mastering them too slowly, having barely scratched the surface after all this time.

With a lesser technique, it should at least be at the Great Success Level by now.

Not minding the Despicable Donkey, Ling Feng walked directly forward, glancing at the corpse abandoned by the Taia Sword Saint, instantly stunned.

This corpse turned out to be Sima Xu.

Apparently, this guy was truly unlucky. After being severely injured by Ling Feng, he was targeted by the Taia Sword Saint, directly seized, leaving him in a soul-crushing and utterly miserable state.

Anyway, such people’s deaths were in vain.

The Despicable Donkey also stepped forward, speaking calmly: "Kid Ling Feng, the items in the Xuanjian Underground Palace are useless for this Divine Beast, so I’ve already scavenged clean the treasures from this kid. You don’t mind, do you?"

"Hehe..."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, knowing the greedy nature of this Despicable Donkey, he had no intention of scavenging Sima Xu’s corpse.

"Oh yeah, about this thing..."

The Despicable Donkey’s face flushed, pulling out a dark golden ring, speaking lightly: "This thing, I can’t open. It’s likely one of the treasures this guy took from the Sword Tomb."

Ling Feng casually accepted the ring, examining it closely. The dark golden ring resembled an iron ring with intricate patterns crisscrossing it. Upon closer look, it exuded an ancient mysterious aura.

"Seems to be a Spirit Storage Ring, but a bit different from ordinary Spirit Storage Rings."

Ling Feng slowly infused a strand of sword intent to open the ring, revealing an immensely vast space. Unlike ordinary Spirit Storage Rings, inside was like a magma world. Just opening the ring exuded a scorching breath on his face.

"It seems to be the Heaven Refining Ring favored by Ancient Era’s Forging Grandmasters, there should be an Ancient Era Forging Furnace and many rare Immortal Metals inside!"

The Despicable Donkey glanced and spoke as if reciting from memory, explaining all he knew about the Heaven Refining Ring.

"Forging Furnace and Immortal Metals, huh."

Ling Feng touched his nose, showing disappointment. In terms of weapons, he already possessed the most suitable Shifang Annihilation, along with the Nihility Dual Swords, making further weapon forging unnecessary.

At least, not in the short term.