Chapter 1876: Meeting the Holy Grail Again

Weapon-Dao Ancient Repository.

A figure clad in armor walked slowly across the rugged earth.

Black ribbons danced in the wind, which was mixed with the smell of blood. As he ventured deeper, killing-intent projections condensed out of the deep pits all around...

Driven by the instinct of killing intent, they immediately noticed the black shadow walking in the pit. After emitting bursts of sound, they swarmed toward him like a tsunami.

Clang—!

Before these killing-intent projections could get close, a crisp sword chime rang out.

A wisp of demigod killing intent swept through the air, and tens of thousands of killing-intent projections disintegrated in an instant. The deep pit, which had been incredibly crowded just seconds ago, became empty, with only the black ribbons still dancing silently.

Bai Qi walked toward the giant sword standing between heaven and earth without expression.

As Bai Qi approached,

under the giant sword, the phantoms of successive Weapon-Dao demigods condensed!

"Bai Qi!"

"You actually dare to come back?"

"You borrowed a body to return from the dead; that is a violation of the laws of heaven and earth, and you are destined to suffer heavenly condemnation!"

"What is the point of returning to the human world and reclaiming the position of Weapon-Dao demigod? The Weapon-Dao Ancient Repository does not welcome you."

“……”

Facing the hostility of the successive Weapon-Dao demigods and their killing intent that seemed to crush everything, Bai Qi's pace did not pause in the slightest.

The killing intent of the contemporary Weapon-Dao demigod surged from his body, tearing a gap directly through them. He held his sword in one hand, like a young general walking into a dragon's den and a tiger's lair, his face unchanging in the face of endless roars and threats.

"...Are you done scolding?"

Finally, he stopped in the center of the crowd.

The killing intent of the successive Weapon-Dao demigods could not cause any substantial harm to Bai Qi. They stared fixedly at this monster who had returned from the dead, and for a time, the air fell into silence.

"If you're done scolding, shut up..."

"It's annoying to listen to."

Bai Qi completely ignored the surrounding Weapon-Dao demigod phantoms, raised his palm, and reached for the hilt of the giant sword standing between heaven and earth.

Hum—!!!

As his palm touched the hilt, the entire Weapon-Dao Ancient Repository shook violently, and the vast, surging killing intent rolled out like an endless tide!

"Bai Qi!"

"What are you doing to the Weapon-Dao Ancient Repository??"

This scene shocked the demigod phantoms.

They were manifested from the Weapon-Dao Ancient Repository, so they were naturally the most sensitive to changes in the Repository's aura... They could feel that Bai Qi was attempting to establish a connection with the entire Weapon-Dao Ancient Repository.

The Weapon-Dao demigod phantoms could no longer hold back. If Bai Qi laid a hand on the Weapon-Dao foundation, he would be destroying their roots, and indeed the roots of all humanity. They roared in anger, and their materialized killing intent turned into weapons, flying toward the armored figure!

Just then, a crisp sword chime rang out again!

Ding—!!

The sword hanging at Bai Qi's waist was suddenly gripped by an invisible hand and swept across!

The demigod killing intent collided precisely with those weapons, shattering them into the void. At the same time, a phantom woven from killing intent was outlined behind Bai Qi...

It was a young general figure, identical to "Bai Qi."

Jian Changsheng held his long sword, his gaze as cold as frost:

"Sorry, everyone..."

"From now on, no approaching."

……

Witch-Dao Ancient Repository.

A fiery red lion danced through the void, running at high speed like a meteor streaking across the sky.

Those eyes, nested with seven-colored rings, swept over the ground below, finally finding something, and descended slowly...

The lion's flames gradually dissipated, and a young man in a Tang suit stepped out. He landed lightly on the hard ground and pushed up the small round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Ahead was a mountain piled with all kinds of strange witchcraft props—hundreds of them, looking at it, with various shapes, both Eastern and Western, as if someone had taken a large net and fished through the long river of witchcraft history for a long time to pile up such a high mountain here.

At this moment, a figure wearing a white baseball cap was standing in front of the mountain, as if waiting for a long time.

"Are you sure it's that thing?" Sun Bumian asked nervously as soon as he landed.

Bai Ye nodded. "Judging by the appearance, it should be correct."

"Where is it?"

Bai Ye grabbed into the air, and a heavy black wooden box fell directly into his palm...

The surface of the wooden box was carved with various eerie and complex witchcraft patterns. Although it looked old, it had an inexplicably dangerous aura. Sun Bumian had lived for over a thousand years; what strange and bizarre things hadn't he seen? But he couldn't identify which era this wooden box belonged to, nor could he even determine if the material was from Earth.

"This thing..." Sun Bumian's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

He felt around the wooden box with his palm for a long time before finding the hidden latch. As he pressed a finger down, the lid of the box popped open softly.

Click—

A faint, musty smell of age rushed toward them.

Inside the wooden box lay a blood-colored holy grail.

Like the wooden box outside, the surface of this holy grail was carved with eerie patterns. And judging by its shape, besides the cup mouth on top, the base below also seemed to be a cup mouth, only the top one was larger and thinner, while the bottom one was narrower and thicker... It looked just like a base.

The moment he saw this blood-colored holy grail, Sun Bumian's pupils contracted slightly!

"That's right..."

"This is the thing belonging to Plum Blossom."

Sun Bumian clearly remembered that when they were suppressing the Calamity of Mockery in the previous world, Jiang Xiaohua had finally taken this thing out, sacrificed everything he had into the top cup mouth, and then the bottom cup mouth erupted with a powerful curse capable of polluting most of the Calamity of Mockery...

For so many years, Chen Ling and Sun Bumian had never given up on finding Jiang Xiaohua.

Jiang Xiaohua was shrouded in more mysteries than anyone of the 6-generation. No one knew how his body maintained function without organs, nor did anyone know why he was called the Holy Remains, or why he had so many cursed props...

Chen Ling even speculated that Jiang Xiaohua might not be a biological entity in the true sense, but rather attached to that body through some kind of curse.

If that were the case...

would there be a chance to see Jiang Xiaohua again if they found that curse?

Sun Bumian clearly remembered that in the final battle, all the curses on Jiang Xiaohua were swallowed by the holy grail. If they wanted to find Jiang Xiaohua, they had to find the holy grail first. But that holy grail had long been lost in the Fifth World during the great battle with the Calamity of Mockery.

However, Chen Ling believed that since it was a witchcraft prop, it would return to the Witch-Dao Ancient Repository with the restart of the world... So he asked Bai Ye to keep trying to steal witchcraft props here, looking for clues to this holy grail.

But in fact, both of them knew that this was all just speculation. Moreover, even if Jiang Xiaohua's true body was a curse, whether the Fifth-Generation Holy Grail was connected to the Sixth-Generation Holy Grail remained an unknown... Even if they found the Sixth-Generation Holy Grail, they might not necessarily find Jiang Xiaohua within it.

But...

there are always some things that must be tried, no matter what.