The Nan Huang Sword

"Then … Brother, are you hurt?" Ningxue looked at his body anxiously, and her voice sounded like she was about to cry. Ye Wuchen smiled helplessly. He had to pick her up again and put her in the same position as before. He tapped her little nose and said, "Listen to me and stand here obediently. I promise that nothing will happen to you this time."

Ningxue wanted to say something, but in the end, she resisted the urge to say it. She clenched her little hands and looked at him. She knew that her brother must be doing something dangerous now.

Ye Wuchen walked to the front of the boundary again. This time, his eyes did not fall on the boundary, but on the ground under his feet. He lowered his head and paced back and forth for a while. His eyes were surprisingly serious. Then, he squatted down. After a moment of silence, he raised his right fist and concentrated the strength that he had just recovered on it. Then, he fiercely punched the ground.

With a roar, the ground trembled slightly. The ground in front of Ye Wuchen was bombarded, and a shallow pit that was more than half a meter deep and half a meter wide appeared. Ye Wuchen, who had lost his strength again, felt dizzy. He stabilized his body and focused his eyes to look down. The layer of soil that was exposed in the shallow pit was surprisingly flat. It was as if there was some power protecting the soil below half a meter from any damage. What made Wuchen's pupils shrink was the sudden flash of golden light. It was the hilt of a sword, releasing a dazzling golden light. The sword was buried in the soil, and just the exposed hilt faintly exuded a breathtaking momentum.

This was …

Without hesitation, Ye Wuchen held the sword hilt with both hands. Instantly, a ball of gentle golden light enveloped his hands. He exerted a little force, and the golden sword body was pulled out of the ground with a sizzling sound. It did not take long for its full appearance to be revealed.

At the moment when the sword body was completely pulled out, the ground suddenly trembled violently, and a continuous loud shattering sound rang in his ears. For a moment, this isolated space that had been sealed for who knows how many years seemed to have a violent earthquake, and people and beasts were in a panic. In front of the small straw hut, the old man who was resting opened his eyes and looked at the sky. Then, his expression changed. "The boundary … is broken!"

The trembling of the ground and the sound in his ears did not attract Ye Wuchen's attention. He stared blankly at the giant sword in his hand. The hilt was more than 30 centimeters, the blade was more than a meter long, and the blade was more than 10 centimeters wide. It was completely golden and as smooth as a mirror. Apart from a small "South" engraved on the tip of the sword, there were no other patterns on the blade or the hilt. At this moment, a faint voice echoed in the depths of his consciousness …

"At the beginning of the world, the primal chaos gave birth to two of the earliest life forms. They awakened at the same time and were born to be sworn enemies. One occupied the south of the chaos, while the other occupied the north. They named themselves Emperor Nan and North Thearch. The Southern Emperor and Northern Emperor and the Emperor to the Emperor. and the Shen and and started. and the God., and God, and, the gods and demons ….

The voice in his head was suddenly cut off, as if it had been forcibly cut off. There was no more.

"Were you the one who called me just now?" Looking at the sword in his hand, Ye Wuchen closed his eyes and asked.

"Yes … It was me." The voice that answered him was a girl's voice, and it was obvious that she was nervous.

"Who are you?"

"I … I don't know."

"Why did you call me?"

"I don't know."

"… Then, do you know who I am?"

"… I don't know."

Three black lines appeared on Ye Wuchen's forehead. "Then, what do you know!"

The girl's voice became even more nervous. "Master, don't be angry. I really don't know who I am … I only know that my name is Nan 'er, and I am sealed in this sword. You are my master, and only you can save me."

"Reason." Ye Wuchen wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Didn't she know that already? Why did she say that she didn't know?

"I don't know … Ah, it's a feeling! I slept for a long time, and then I suddenly woke up. Because I felt that Master had come, I shouted for Master with all my might. "The girl's voice became excited.

Ye Wuchen frowned and asked, "Since you said that I can get you out of here, then tell me how I can get you out of here."

"I don't know."

"…"

"Forget it." Ye Wuchen felt a sense of helplessness. "You can follow me from now on. If you remember one day, you can tell me."

"Yes, thank you, Master. Thank you very much, Master." The girl replied happily. The sword in Ye Wuchen's hand suddenly turned into a golden light and shot into the space between his eyebrows. There was now an almost undetectable golden light between his eyebrows.

A person sealed in a sword … The sword turned into energy and was still in the person's body … This kind of thing should be unimaginable, but why didn't he feel surprised at all? Instead, he felt a sense of familiarity.

He shook his head and looked in front of him. The barrier had been destroyed just like that, and the source of the barrier was that sword. What kind of sword was it? Why was it buried here? Why did it set up such a barrier?

What were the ancient fragments of memories about the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor that had appeared in his mind?

He didn't expect to get an answer from the girl called "Nan 'er", because he guessed that she would answer that she didn't know no matter what he asked.

When Ye Wuchen brought Ningxue back, the old man was still sitting there calmly. His breathing was as steady as an unshakable mountain. Beside him, Chu Jingtian was talking to the old man from time to time. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot wok. However, the old man still didn't say a word, causing Chu Jingtian to jump up and down anxiously.

Seeing that Ye Wuchen had returned, Chu Jingtian's eyes lit up. He quickly went up to him and shouted from afar, "Brother Ye, let me tell you a piece of good news. That strange barrier actually disappeared on its own. We can go out now!"

Ye Wuchen smiled calmly and didn't say anything.

The old man's sharp gaze swept over him. His almost tangible aura made him feel as if there was a heavy iron plate pressing down on his chest. The old man retracted his gaze and said with a smile, "Young man, now that the barrier has been broken, what are your plans?"

Ye Wuchen was shocked, but his face was as calm as ever. He smiled and said, "We'll talk about it after some time."

Ye Ningxue blinked her big eyes and secretly looked at Ye Wuchen. She didn't understand what they were talking about at all.

In the following period of time, the only thing that Ye Wuchen did every day was to take Ningxue out to play. They went wherever she wanted to go. Sometimes they went hunting in the forest, sometimes they went to the orchard to pick fruits, and sometimes they even chased butterflies with Ningxue like a child. In just a short period of ten days, they almost went around this once sealed space. And Chu Jingtian followed behind them every day like a shadow. Wherever they went, he followed like a strong bodyguard … because this was the old man's idea, and he didn't mind doing this at all.

Ningxue was as happy as a bird released from its cage every day. Her cheerful laughter nourished Wuchen's heart again and again. She was the only embellishment in his blank world and could always touch the softest part of his heart.

But … looking at the petite white figure, he faintly sighed.