As Ye Fan pondered, he started to feel a headache coming on.
"I don't even know how to evolve now."
"Could it be that learning the second skill is the only way to upgrade to a two-star Divine Sword?"
Ye Fan speculated, murmuring to himself.
But for now, he was trapped inside the Primordial Shield, with no way to escape.
What should he do next?
"Forget it, let's first see where this so-called Demon-Sealing Tower is,"
Ye Fan said aloud.
Lying inside the Primordial Shield, he remained motionless.
After securing the shield, Qian Zhenmu quickly left the area.
Before long, he flew off into the distance.
He wasn't sure how much time passed before a towering structure appeared before him—a gigantic tower that reached into the heavens.
The tower's body was bound with countless chains, seemingly sealing something powerful within.
"Brother Qian."
As Qian Zhenmu approached the tower's gate, a middle-aged man greeted him respectfully.
"Hmm, I found a demonic sword, and I intend to seal it inside,"
Qian Zhenmu responded to the middle-aged man.
The man nodded, opened the gate, and allowed him entry.
Roar—
As soon as Qian Zhenmu stepped inside the tower, a thunderous roar echoed through the space.
A fearsome beast was bound with heavy chains on the first floor of the tower.
The beast looked vicious, baring its teeth and roaring menacingly.
However, no matter how much it howled, it couldn't move. Its entire body was tightly restrained by the chains.
Qian Zhenmu paid it no mind and continued walking upward.
Each floor of the tower housed powerful beasts or wicked martial cultivators, all sealed away.
Even if their physical bodies were destroyed, these powerful beings wouldn't die easily.
Some even had such indestructible bodies that they couldn't be killed at all.
So, they were all imprisoned within the Demon-Sealing Tower.
Inside the tower, these beasts and evil martial gods had their powers significantly suppressed.
"This is where you'll stay,"
Qian Zhenmu reached the twenty-eighth floor and placed the Primordial Shield on the ground.
As soon as he set it down, chains emerged from the tower's floor, wrapping around the shield and securing it firmly in place.
Qian Zhenmu glanced at Ye Fan, who was trapped inside the shield, and then left the floor without saying a word.
"I need to think of a way to get out of here,"
After Qian Zhenmu left, Ye Fan muttered to himself from inside the Primordial Shield.
He began slamming himself against the shield, relentlessly crashing into the spot that had already been weakened.
Bang, bang, bang—
The muffled sound of impact echoed repeatedly.
But breaking through the shield seemed nearly impossible.
Time passed quickly.
One day. Two days. Three days.
A month.
"Damn, I really can't break through this thing!"
One day, Ye Fan sighed in frustration.
Despite relentlessly stabbing at the same point on the shield, he hadn't been able to break it.
All he managed to create was a small dent.
Boom—
Suddenly, the entire Demon-Sealing Tower trembled.
"Hmm?"
Feeling the tremor, Ye Fan paused in surprise.
Nothing had happened in the past month, let alone something as shocking as this.
"Who is it!?"
"Who dares to intrude into the Demon-Sealing Tower!?"
Other imprisoned demons on the twenty-eighth floor began roaring furiously, sensing that something unusual was happening.
They started to struggle, but the chains bound them tightly, preventing any escape.
No matter how much they thrashed, they couldn't break free!
Soon, Ye Fan heard the sound of footsteps approaching.
A man appeared on the twenty-eighth floor!
"Hmm, this guy looks familiar,"
Ye Fan thought, recognizing the figure.
"Isn't he one of the Eight-Star Martial Gods who participated in the ambush against Zhang Yuanji?"
With his excellent memory, Ye Fan quickly recalled the man's identity.
"I've finally found it, hehe,"
The Martial God chuckled as he spotted the Primordial Shield in the center of the room.
"Release me, and I will grant you immense power!"
The demons sealed on the twenty-eighth floor cried out, trying to tempt the Eight-Star Martial God with their promises.
Their words were filled with an eerie allure.
The Martial God ignored them and walked straight to the center of the room, where the Primordial Shield and the sword lay. His eyes gleamed with fervor.
"This is the sword..."
"Damn Qian Zhenmu, he hid it here, making me go through so much trouble to find it."
The Martial God cursed coldly.
He held his Icy Soul Sword and swung it at the chains binding the Primordial Shield.
Bang—
The clash between the sword and chains produced a deafening sound.
But the single strike wasn't enough to cut through the chains.
Unbothered, the Martial God continued swinging his sword.
Bang, bang, bang—
After several more deafening blows, the chains were finally severed!
In an instant, he picked up the Primordial Shield.
"Finally, it's mine."
Holding the shield, the man muttered to himself.
Then, with a thought, the Primordial Shield opened!
Ye Fan, who had been trapped inside, was finally freed!
"At last, I'm out,"
Ye Fan's form began to return to its original size.
The Martial God immediately gripped the hilt of the sword.
The moment he grasped it, an immense power surged through him!
All of his strength seemed to increase in an instant!
The Eight-Star Martial God had known that this sword was powerful, but he never imagined that just holding it would grant him such a massive boost in power!
It was an all-encompassing enhancement of his physical abilities!
Staring at the sword in his hand, the Martial God was ecstatic.
"As expected, this sword is incredible! Hahaha!"
The Martial God burst into triumphant laughter.
[Sword Master: Sima Qi]
[Good: 38%] [Evil: 62%]
"An Eight-Star Martial God, huh? Looks like I'll be able to earn even more evolution points soon!"
Ye Fan mused, recognizing that an Eight-Star Martial God would likely be fighting powerful enemies or beasts, which would benefit him greatly.