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Spirit Inscription was a very important part of the refining process. If one was wrong, then the effort that they put in would be wasted. All living things had a spirit, and artifacts also had a spirit. The artifact spirit was the core of an artifact, the source of all life.

If the artifact spirit made a mistake while inscribing the spirit, it would be like losing three souls. It would only have seven souls and would no longer be a complete human.

Judging from the damage done to Pluto's Sword, the sword spirit may only have a few strands of the soul, less than a tenth of what it was when it was at its peak." If Lin Xiao wanted to engrave a spirit, then he would need to engrave a strong and complete spirit.

But at this moment, he was fully focused and focused. He was not afraid of any enemies invading him. What a joke, a meteor shower! Others wouldn't be able to dodge in time.

The sword lay flat in the air. There was a blurry mass of light above the sword; this was the spirit of the sword. This time, he still intended to carve on a human form, because the human body was the most wonderful. Humans reproduce for thousands of years, and there was naturally a reason why they would stand at the top of the food chain.

Thus, Lin Xiao earnestly drew according to his appearance. He wanted to carve another version of himself, using this as his clone. If necessary, he could use this as a facade.

His thoughts were good, but he soon realized that something was wrong. Every time he drew a part of it, the part would become a mass of chaos once again, returning to its original state.

Was it that the Heavens did not allow two people to be the same, or was there another reason? Lin Xiao did not believe this evil, and attempted to forcefully carve out another him. At this moment, thunder rumbled above his head, and a bolt of lightning suddenly struck down.

Lin Xiao paled. How could he dodge this bolt of lightning? The heavenly thunder was one of the purest powers in the world. The powers related to the heaven and earth were not something ordinary people could contend against. He did not have the strength to resist the power of the heaven and earth.

In the blink of an eye, the bolt of lightning had already struck the top of his head. At this time, the necklace around Lin Xiao's neck began to glow with a pure milky white energy, forming a barrier of light around his body and blocking the bolt of lightning.

The thunder clouds disappeared, and the lightning also disappeared along with the broken light barrier. Lin Xiao grabbed a small piece of wood that hung from his chest, feeling quite disturbed. He never thought that the family heirloom he had never really looked at would actually save his life at such a critical moment.

This unremarkable piece of wood was quietly held in Lin Xiao's hand and there was no longer any reaction. However, Lin Xiao no longer ignored it, because it could resist the power of the heavens and earth!

Having learned her lesson from the past, Lin Xiao no longer tried to inscribe herself. Instead, he chose to change to a fellow spirit, Lin Yan, and used her appearance to inscribe the Sword Spirit.

If it was as he had expected, even though the body shape, physique and such were identical, his facial features could not be described in the same way as Lin Yan's. It was just like back when he had described Lin Yan according to Lin Xuan. Only his face had changed without Lin Xiao's control.

After the spirit inscription was completed, Lin Xiao sat cross-legged and began to examine the sword spirit in his hands, feeling quite satisfied.

Next, the final step was to draw in the spirit, enter the artifact, and complete the divine sword!

Lin Xiao bit her finger, forcing out a drop of blood essence and dripped nine drops onto the sword spirit. The ninth was a variation of the heavens and earth, and all cultivators wanted to chase after her. Lin Xiao was no exception.

As the blood essence entered the Sword Spirit's body, the sword spirit that was originally nearly transparent turned completely red. It was like a blood-red gem, sparkling and translucent.

The sword spirit opened its emotionless, blood-red eyes. It swept its gaze across its surroundings before finally locking its eyes onto Lin Xiao.

Being stared at by the incomparably terrifying Sword Spirit, not only did Lin Xiao not feel any fear, she even felt as if she were caressing him.

The sword spirit's expression suddenly turned malevolent as it disappeared into the sword body. The sword that was floating in the air violently trembled, and in the next second, it had actually stabbed into Lin Xiao's body, coming out from behind.

Lin Xiao's mouth was half open, as if she wanted to say something. In the end, she fell to the ground without a sound.

"Father."

Lin Xiao was suddenly awakened by a faint call. He suddenly opened his eyes and discovered that the sword was in his hand. His body had not been pierced through.

"Death due to the sword, born from the sword." He rubbed his chin and looked at the sword in his hand.

The sword hilt was as black as ink, and it held a thick and powerful force. The sword's body was wide and large, and it was entirely purple in color, with no edges and no blades. The sword was heavy, and it gave off a feeling of being unwieldy and cumbersome.

However, Lin Xiao was very satisfied. This sword was forged from ethereal fire, so it was easy for him to attach ethereal fire to it. Not only that, but this sword also possessed the special characteristics of the sword, it could affect space itself and had miraculous effects at critical moments.

"Father, give your son a name."

At this time, the sword spirit had left the sword and appeared in front of Lin Xiao. It was a little child like Lin Yan, with black clothes and purple hair, and a calm and composed expression.

"Born from the sword, your name is Lin Jian."

Lin Xiao thought that she had chosen her name too casually. However, the Sword Spirit's face revealed a happy expression. She nodded at Lin Xiao and said, "Thank you, Father. In the future, I will call myself by my name."

Lin Jian did not return to the sword form. Although he had a calm personality and did not like to talk much, he was still very curious about this new world.

As Lin Jian was looking around, Lin Xiao once again gave this sword a very domineering name – the God King Sword.

Because this sword spirit was originally the Netherworld King Sword, and because Pluto was a god-like man, Lin Xiao chose the name of this sword. As for its intentions, perhaps only he himself knew.

Lin Xiao stood up. He wanted to test the might of the God King Sword, and the meteor in front of him was his target.

As the energy in his body circulated, the Celestial King Sword's body ignited with ethereal flames. The purple colored sword flashed with brilliant light, and the space around the sword began to distort. Lin Xiao grasped the Divine King's sword and slashed down at the meteorite.

"Profound Mysteries of the Fifth Slash — Desolate Heaven!"

The Heavenly King Sword released a sword light, frantically absorbing energy from Lin Xiao's body. As it swept out, a crescent-shaped sword light slashed towards the meteor, causing space itself to distort wherever it passed.

"Bang!"

It was as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was cracking. The stars were falling. The moment the sword beam entered the meteorite, the meteorite exploded on the spot. The huge meteorite was reduced to a pile of rubble.

"Very strong." Lin Xiao gasped for breath as he held his sword to the ground. This sword strike was beyond his imagination. It had directly shattered the meteor, and because of this sword strike, he basically didn't have the strength to continue fighting.

It was true that the might of the fifth slash was immense, but its consumption was just too terrifying. Lin Xiao didn't dare to rashly use it. In this situation, the fifth slash was clearly useless. At the end of the day, he was still too weak. If he was strong enough to execute five slashes in a row, who would be able to withstand it?

Five slashes meant certain death.

Lin Xiao's understanding of these words deepened. At the same time, he was also more curious about Pluto's identity. Just what kind of identity did he have to be able to create such a terrifying move?

"What's wrong?" The mole looked down from the edge of the pit and saw Lin Xiao standing beside a pile of rubble. He asked, "Was the commotion caused by you?"

Lin Xiao withdrew the divine sword into her body. It was also located at her heart, suspended above the heart that was enveloped in the eerie flame. As for Lin Jian, Lin Xiao allowed him to sit on her shoulder.

Now that their sword had been completed, Lin Xiao had nothing else to do. With the Great Mole's injuries healed, they could continue their journey.

Of course, he had hidden the matter regarding the Netherworld King Sword, and it was not because he did not trust the big mole. On the contrary, he trusted the big mole very much, but there were some things that he did not know.

The mole learned that the commotion was caused by Lin Xiao shattering the meteorite, and was stunned into silence.

"Then you should be Lin Xiao's sword spirit?" The big mole's injuries weren't serious, and were quickly healed by Lin Xiao. It looked at the small wound on Lin Xiao's shoulder and asked.

"Yes, Uncle Black."

The big mole: "…"