1120: C1120 Sword Tomb

C1120 Sword Tomb

When Lin Feng and the others arrived, they did not see the so-called Sword Pavilion. They only saw a gigantic sword of Ling Tian thrusting down from the skies, piercing into the ground. It was as if this sword was connected to the heavens and the earth, and was going to break the earth apart.

This was an incomparably gigantic sword. Standing in front of this gigantic sword, the spectators all felt that they were insignificant, but they also felt that this sword had the power to pierce the heavens, and could devour the world.

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a sword shine, the gigantic sword was actually similar to the scene in his mind. The terrifying gigantic sword pierced through the ground from the sky, destroying the world, could it be that the image was left behind by the Sword Emperor Wutian from the past? Or perhaps it was the terrifying Sword Dao's strength that someone comprehended through observing the sword that was the Heavenly Sword of Sword City?

Jian Wubei walked forward as he revealed a sincere expression towards the gigantic sword, he then raised his hand, and engraved some runes on the gigantic sword with his palm. Instantly, a boundless sword of sharpness was released, the spectators felt as though their bodies were going to be split apart, and some people unknowingly took a step back, the Sword Qi released by it, was too terrifying.

"Clang!" A sonorous sound rang out as a beam of light appeared in the middle of the gigantic sword. The terrifying sword qi was so powerful that it seemed as though it could split the earth apart. After which, the gigantic sword opened up a path for itself!

"Everyone, please!" Jian Wubei gestured a 'please' gesture to everyone, and suddenly, the crowd all stepped forward, towards the gigantic sword.

"This greatsword is actually a small world!"

was shocked. This huge sword, he represented Sword Pavilion, and a beam of light from the Desolate Sea was a small world, while the clouds above the Divine Palace were small worlds. This huge sword, was also a small world, but at the moment, Lin Feng was still extremely astonished.

In the next moment, he was engulfed by the world of the sword. The entire Sword Pavilion, was the sacred ground of the Sword Cultivator, and all the buildings, took the shape of a sword. This was a castle of swords, and even every object, was the shape of a sword.

Lin Feng's heart trembled violently, the sword intent that was on the verge of appearing from his body was summoned out by the Sword Castle, and the feeling of the sword destroying the world that he had not experienced for a long time was once again suddenly born.

At this time, everyone who stepped into the Sword Pavilion all had different emotions and perceptions, and were immersed in this sword's world.

"The Sword Emperor Wutian is worthy of being called the strongest Sword Dao in the past five thousand years. Ever since the Sword Emperor Wutian, no one's achievements in terms of Sword Dao were able to surpass his." Gu Xiao said emotionally, this time he did not say these words out of politeness, but out of the bottom of his heart. His respect for the supreme Sword Dao and expert from five thousand years ago, had turned this small world into a world of swords.

"To cultivate the sword in Sword Pavilion for a year would at least surpass cultivating the sword in the outside world for three years. As one's strength grows stronger, one's comprehension of the sword will become deeper and their span will increase; it might even be equivalent to ten years or even dozens of years!" Xue Biyao also praised. If their Heavenly Vault Immortal Palace was considered a fairyland, then this was the Sword Dao Paradise.

"How laughable that even after training in the Sword Dao for more than ten years, he still doesn't enter the sword sect. This is extremely shameful!" Jian Wubei sighed.

Xue Biyao shook his head: "Sword Cultivator is different from other Martial Cultivator, Sword Dao Cultivators, in the early stages of training, need to strengthen their sword heart, their foundation is extremely important, maybe their power is not too strong, but in the later stages of the training, every time they broke through, their strength would increase by leaps and bounds, much stronger than the average Martial Cultivator, the might is terrifying, causing people to feel fear from the sound of the wind, the stronger the stronger the Sword Cultivator, the more terrifying it is!"

Jian Wubei was noncommittal, he only smiled lightly, and brought everyone to move through the Sword Pavilion.

Within the Sword Pavilion, the crowd also encountered many people. Regardless of old or young, their bodies all exuded a powerful sword intent, as though they were all swords. Within the Sword Pavilion, they were not restrained at all.

After half an hour, Jian Wubei led the group to a quiet and secluded place. In the distance was a palace, but it no longer had the shape of a sword.

Raising their heads, the crowd saw that on the palace in the distance, there were indeed two huge words carved: Sword Tomb!

Sword Tomb was the place where the swords were buried, and Sword Pavilion's Sword Tomb was naturally where the Sword Emperor Wutian buried his swords!

Below the Sword Tomb, there were several other silhouettes. Upon seeing those silhouettes, the gazes of many people froze as expressions of astonishment appeared on their faces. This was because the lineup there was even stronger than the one before.

"The Soaring Dragon is there!" The people from the Celestial Dragon Divine Castle instantly recognized a young man among them. This young man had a well-proportioned body, and was not as tall and sturdy as the crowd had imagined. However, when his gaze shifted over, it was hard to conceal the sharpness in his eyes.

The Celestial Dragon Demonic Body of Celestial Dragon Divine Castle, the Soaring Dragon, cultivation, and the Eighth Level of Heavenly Martial Stage realm!

"A Celestial Dragon Demonic Body with Eighth Level of Heavenly Martial Stage, its fighting strength is definitely astonishing, and can even battle against normal Sovereign!" Everyone instantly guessed how powerful the Soaring Dragon was.

However soon after, the gazes of the crowd were all drawn over. The reason for that was because the names of those people were extremely terrifying.

One of them was wearing a skin-tight phoenix robe, outlining her perfect figure to be extremely sexy, alluring to the point of being enchanting. At this moment, she was not wearing a veil, but rather had her true face, and her black hair seemed to be slightly waving around as if she were alive. Her pair of deep, clean eyes were looking forward to being enchanting, and her pretty nose was like a drop of blood on her cherry lips.

She glanced at the crowd. No matter who her gaze landed on, it would cause their hearts to tremble.

Indeed, this was a demoness. However, it wasn't a demoness, but rather a demoness that would cause others to be infatuated with her.

Many people found it difficult to look away from her for a long time, and unconsciously compared her to Xue Biyao. They believed that with such a peerless bewitching beauty, she would definitely not be worse than the Holy Maiden, only that her temperament was completely different. However, no matter if it was enchanting or pure, they all bewitched her, and she was even more bewitching than the Holy Maiden.

The Ancient Phoenix Physique of the Phoenix Roosting Mountain, Spirit Demon Feng Xuan!

Beside the spirit demon woman, there was another person. This person was wearing a bamboo hat with a veil covering his face, hiding his appearance. He was one of the Watchman who had never revealed his true appearance.1

The Watchman was ethereal, only appearing when the people he watched were in danger. Even if the people had identified the people who watched over them, they would never know who the Watchman was, and sometimes, even the people themselves, would not know who their Watchman was.

Perhaps, the Watchman s who were normally by their side, their close ones, their friends, or even their enemies, all of these things were possible.

The Sword Pavilion had actually invited a Watchman not long ago, but they did not know if that Watchman was the same person who appeared not long ago. After all, there was more than one Watchman, and as to the exact number of people, no one knew. There were even people who guessed that a Watchman might be able to watch over several people at the same time, this way, with an extra chance, until the one they were watching had no fate with the Emperor, and they could even end it themselves.

Other than the three of them, there was another person who attracted the attention of the crowd. This person stood there quietly without any presence, but gave off a surreal feeling. It was as if he was in a dream, as if he could disappear at any moment.

Amongst the group of people, Lin Feng had seen the spirit demon woman before, and hearing their discussion, he immediately knew that the woman was actually the spirit demon woman Feng Xuan. This time, she revealed her real face, and possessed a power that could shake the world, and was not weaker than Xue Biyao.

"She actually went to the Nine Dragons Island for a piece of Desolate Stone. I wonder what exactly is so special about that Desolate Stone." At that time, among those Desolate Stone, only Feng Xuan's Desolate Stone had not been broken. After she obtained the Desolate Stone, she had immediately left without leaving a single trace.

"Everyone is here. Let's enter the Sword Tomb!" Jian Wubei and the rest walked over and spoke to the crowd. After which, the doors of the Sword Tomb slowly opened, and strands of ancient Qi rushed out, accompanied by an extremely sharp Sword Qi.

Sword Tomb, the place where the Sword Emperor Wutian buried his sword!

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