Continuously, the sound of drums that shocked the soul gradually stopped, and replaced by a thicker and longer bell sound. The sound of bells and drums quickly changed, and the sounds entered the ears made Haotian's soul tremble. Over time, Haotian's perception of the outside world has been invisibly reduced.

Tiddy Taddy Taddy Haotian's forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat from unknown time. "I feel that my spiritual consciousness is suppressed." Haotian felt panic in his heart and said with some trepidation.

"Don't panic, don't you have the water scoop in your hand? It's time to take it out." The emperor sneered. "The water scoop from Ruoshuihe" Haotian took it out from the storage ring on his left hand half-believingly, pulled the water scoop in his hand, and sighed in confusion. "What's the use of this thing?"

"Hahaha, do you see that it is a bit broken, and you ignore its own grade?" The emperor raised his eyebrows and raised a curve slightly. Seeing Haotian's face was confused, he sneered and said. "This thing is a treasure of the ancient heavenly court. Even if it is broken now, the ancient heavenly court has long been destroyed by the current heavenly court, but this former tribe-suppressing artifact is enough to shock the four directions."

"Then how to use this thing?" Haotian looked at the palm-sized water scoop in his hand. He looked at it head-on, then turned it over. But helplessly, no matter how Haotian groped, he still couldn't see any clues.

"You idiot have already recognized your master with blood. You are still here looking around foolishly at how you urged the spiritual and immortal weapons in your hand. Do you still want me to teach you?" The emperor's face was gloomy, and he stared at Haotian with an idiot, and hummed unhappy.

"Ahhh, so that's how it is. Then I want to try it." A smiled awkwardly, and then the powerful sword energy between my hands suddenly surged out, and it was infused into the palm-sized, inconspicuously ruined water scoop in Haotian's hand.

Hohoho A strange sound came from the water scoop. It was like a bottomless pit. No matter how much sword energy Haotian infused, it swallowed it in one bite, and it could be said that it was unstoppable.

"It's not good. The sword energy in my body has almost consumed one-third of it. There is no movement at all. What should I do?" Haotian felt the rapid passing of the sword energy in his body, and he couldn't help but frown and asked hurriedly.

"Hmph, this water scoop is a sub-artifact. Do you think it can be activated easily if I hadn't used it back then and left a part of the soul mark on it, let alone blood to recognize the master, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the qualification to get close to it," the emperor said coldly.

"With my current strength, can I really activate it? Don't end up catching a bamboo basket and watching the second thunder descend. If the sword energy in my body is consumed so uncontrollably, then what can I use to fight against the heavenly tribulation?" Haotian's face was gloomy and his brows frowned into the word "chuan".

"The sword energy in your body is not enough, but you absorb it from the outside world. The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in this formation is a hundred times more intense than that of the outside world. While you absorb it, you eat some high-level spirit recovery pills. Isn't it all solved? Are you complaining here, like a fool?" The emperor slowly shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment.

"Why didn't I expect it?" He smiled embarrassedly, then sat down cross-legged, with a big hand out of thin air, and a sixth-level spirit-returning pill was directly grabbed and sent into his mouth.

The endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, like a mountain torrent drain, rushed towards Haotian. The dilapidated water scoop hung above Haotian's head, and gradually lit up with the continuous influx of pure sword energy.
Chapter completed!