Chapter 25: Reforging the Glory of the Angel!
Hearing these words, Ye Guyi lowered her head blankly, looking at the ancient longsword in her hand that flowed with a faint golden light, her azure eyes filled with unbelievable shock.
The Angel Sword!
This name exploded in her mind like a clap of thunder.
She vaguely remembered hearing the eldest elder of her family mention it in fragments during the dead of night, filled with immense reminiscence and regret.
He said that their lineage once produced a radiant God of Angels, and in the hands of the God of Angels was a divine artifact that accompanied her in battles across the world, symbolizing holiness and judgment—the Angel Sword!
However, those were all legends from ten thousand years ago; the glory had long since faded, and the divine sword had also vanished without a trace.
Every time the elder spoke of this, he would sigh heavily, believing that the family's glory had been annihilated in the long river of history along with the divine sword.
Ye Guyi had never imagined that this divine artifact, which only existed in the ethereal legends passed down by word of mouth in her family, would actually appear in her hands so tangibly in such a way!
However, after the initial shock, a hint of doubt quietly surfaced in Ye Guyi's heart.
She tightened her grip on the hilt, carefully feeling the warmth coming from the blade that faintly resonated with her bloodline, but she couldn't help but furrow her delicate brows slightly.
Although the sword felt familiar to her and its material was certainly no ordinary iron, it... seemed to be a far cry from the legendary Angel Sword that possessed supreme power and shone through the nine heavens.
The light on the blade was so weak, and its aura was so restrained as to be almost silent; it looked more like an ancient object covered in dust for many years rather than a divine weapon for slaying demons and devils.
She looked up at the calm Lei Chen and asked softly with a hint of uncertain hesitation, "Senior... you say this is the Angel Sword? But... why does this junior feel that it doesn't seem to have the terrifying, world-destroying power of the legends?"
Lei Chen was not surprised by Ye Guyi's question. His gaze swept across the dim blade, as if piercing through ten thousand years of time to see that divine war.
He spoke slowly, his voice peaceful yet carrying a sense of the vicissitudes of history, directly revealing the buried truth to Ye Guyi:
"Your feeling is correct. Because it is indeed no longer the complete and undamaged divine artifact from ten thousand years ago."
"Ten thousand years ago, your ancestor Qian Renxue inherited the Angel God Throne. However, luck was not on her side. She engaged in a divine war with Tang San, who had also newly ascended to a God Position at the time but was even more powerful as the Sea God and the successor of the Asura God."
Lei Chen's tone carried no bias, simply stating the facts calmly, but Ye Guyi could feel the tragic intensity of that divine war from his flat tone.
"In the end, your ancestor Qian Renxue was defeated. In her unwillingness, she resolutely chose to shatter her own God Position, causing her godhead to crumble. And this Angel Sword, which was refined with her very life, also suffered heavy damage. The divine power contained within it almost completely dissipated, and it fell into an eternal slumber that has lasted ten thousand years."
"Ten thousand years have passed, the divine sword has gathered dust, and its current power is not even one percent of what it once was. It is already rare that you can feel its resonance with your bloodline; how can you expect it to immediately recover its former divine might?"
After listening to Lei Chen's narration, Ye Guyi fell into complete silence.
She looked down at the longsword in her hand, her gaze becoming incredibly complex.
So, it wasn't a simple case of being lost, but rather it accompanied the tragic end of her ancestor and the shattering of the God Position. What this sword carried was not only the family's glory, but also that painful history and endless regret.
Her hand holding the hilt unconsciously tightened, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force. An indescribable emotion spread through her heart: grief and indignation over her ancestor's encounter, sorrow for the divine sword gathering dust, and a heavy sense of responsibility weighing on her shoulders.
After a long time, Ye Guyi finally looked up, the confusion and doubt in her eyes all turning into determination.
First, she gave Lei Chen a deep bow, her tone incredibly sincere: "Thank you, Senior, for finding the sacred relic of my family that has been lost for ten thousand years. This kindness is something Guyi will never forget!"
After straightening up, she looked at Lei Chen with burning eyes and asked the most crucial question: "Senior, since that's the case, may I ask what this junior should do to make the Angel Sword regain its former glory?"
Seeing that Ye Guyi had adjusted her state of mind so quickly, a flash of admiration passed through Lei Chen's eyes, and he immediately told her the truth: "The method is actually something you have already personally verified just now."
He pointed to the place where the two Evil Soul Masters had turned into ashes and prompted: "Think back carefully. When you used this sword to slay those two Evil Soul Masters, did you feel anything unusual?"
Hearing this, Ye Guyi immediately concentrated on her memories. The situation had been tense just now, and she hadn't thought much about it. Now, reminded by Lei Chen, she suddenly understood: "When those two Evil Soul Masters were killed, the filthy power within them was directly purified by the light emitted by the holy sword."
"Then... that pure energy after purification was absorbed by the holy sword! And after absorbing it, the light of the holy sword did indeed seem a bit brighter than before!"
"Correct." Lei Chen nodded. "The Angel Sword was born for holiness and purification. Evil and filth are its best 'sustenance'."
"Through purifying the evil in the world, especially existences like Evil Soul Masters who have condensed a massive amount of negative energy, and transforming it into the purest sacred source, is the fastest and most fundamental way to awaken and nourish this slumbering divine sword."
He looked at Ye Guyi, his tone carrying a hint of guidance: "To put it simply, the more and stronger Evil Soul Masters you kill with this sword, and the more massive the evil you purify, the faster and stronger the power of the Angel Sword will recover."
"One day, when the purification power it has absorbed is massive enough, the slumbering divine sword will fully awaken and regain the true power of a divine artifact!"
Learning that the method to awaken the holy sword was actually like this, Ye Guyi was suddenly enlightened, and there was no longer any confusion in her heart.
Hunting Evil Soul Masters and cleansing the evil of the world was originally the path she adhered to based on her own Martial Soul beliefs and unswerving commitment. Now, this path was perfectly combined with the mission of reviving her family's glory and awakening the inherited divine artifact!
For her, this was simply the best possible arrangement!
"So that's how it is!" A light of understanding and determination blossomed on Ye Guyi's face. She bowed to Lei Chen again. "This junior understands! Thank you, Senior, for pointing the way! Guyi hereby vows that I will hold this sword and slay all the evil in the world. One day, I will definitely let the light of the Angel Sword reappear in the world!"
Her words were powerful and resonant, echoing in the silent forest like a holy oath, announcing that an envoy who slays evil with a sword had thus embarked on her journey.
Lei Chen looked at the determined young girl before him and nodded slightly: "Since you have this awareness, that is for the best."