100: Reach the top, clear the area!

As his voice fell, all the turbulent Sword Qi within the Sword Qi passage froze!

It didn't disappear; rather, it was forcibly suppressed and fixed by an invisible force, unable to move.

Everyone in the passage was stunned.

Xie Lingfeng forced back the Black-robed Sword Cultivator in front of him with a strike, looking up at the Sword Qi frozen in mid-air with shock in his eyes.

"This... what kind of method is this?"

Lei Jianming also stopped, looking at the figure at the entrance of the passage. His mouth twitched; he could even refine such a terrifying Sword Qi passage?

"Monster..."

The five Demon Realm Sword Cultivators also stopped their offensive, staring warily at Lu Yu.

Tang Jia Third Young Master's face was gloomy as he clenched his fists tightly.

Lu Yu ignored everyone's gazes. He took a step forward and entered the Sword Qi passage.

Wherever he passed, all the frozen Sword Qi automatically parted, making way for him.

He walked up at a leisurely pace. He wasn't fast, but every step seemed to tread upon everyone's hearts.

Soon, he reached the middle of the Sword Qi passage, passing by Xie Lingfeng and the others.

"Fellow Daoist Lu..."

Gu Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

Lu Yu nodded to him and continued upward.

When he reached the five Soul Transformation Sword Cultivators from the Demon Realm, he paused.

The five were as if facing a great enemy, their Slaughter Sword Intent fully unleashed as they stared intently at him.

Lu Yu glanced at them and suddenly smiled, "Step aside?"

The five did not move.

Lu Yu didn't waste any more words. He raised his hand, pressed his fingers together like a sword, and made a light horizontal stroke toward the five.

A pale gold Sword Qi swept out.

The Sword Qi wasn't large, only three feet long, but within it, all things evolved, a fierce sun burned, and countless Sword Intent fragments roared.

The faces of the five Black-robed Sword Cultivators changed drastically. They struck simultaneously, meeting it with five pillars of blood-colored sword light.

Boom—!!!

At the moment of collision, the blood-colored sword pillars were like paper, sliced to pieces by the golden Sword Qi.

The aftershock hit the five of them. They groaned and were sent flying backward, slamming heavily into the passage walls, spitting blood, their auras instantly withering.

With one sword strike, he severely wounded five Soul Transformation Sword Cultivators.

If they were outside, Lu Yu wouldn't be so arrogant, nor could he defeat five Soul Transformation Sword Cultivators like this.

But the thing was, this was the Sword Soul Secret Realm; cultivation level and such were completely useless here!

Strength here depended solely on one's own Dao of the Sword attainment. The stronger one's Dao of the Sword, the more Heaven-Defying their strength!

While the Slaughter Sword Intent of these five might indeed be strong, it was far from comparable to his!

The entire area fell into a dead silence.

Lu Yu withdrew his hand and continued walking upward.

This time, no one dared to stop him.

He quickly reached the end of the passage and stepped onto the summit platform.

The platform wasn't large, only about ten zhang in diameter.

In the center stood the wreckage of an Immortal Sword, pitch-black and covered in cracks.

Around the wreckage were seven or eight brilliant longswords, each at the Spirit Treasure level, their Sword Intent soaring to the heavens.

But Lu Yu's gaze immediately landed on another figure at the edge of the platform.

It was a young man in white, his back to him, quietly watching the wreckage of the Immortal Sword.

The Sword Qi around the young man was restrained to the extreme, yet that icy rhyme of cutting through everything caused the temperature of the entire platform to drop several degrees.

Hearing the footsteps, the young man slowly turned around.

His face was cold and stern, his eyes like ice.

Xiao Wuqing.

He looked at Lu Yu and nodded slightly: "Junior Brother Lu, we meet again."

Lu Yu smiled: "Brother Xiao, you arrived quite quickly."

Xiao Wuqing had also arrived while Lu Yu was comprehending the passage. He had arrived at Burial Sword Mountain later than anyone else, yet he was the first to reach the summit.

This was enough to show the depth of his Dao of the Sword.

"I obtained some Opportunity outside, which delayed my arrival at Burial Sword Mountain."

Xiao Wuqing said, his gaze falling on Lu Yu, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Your Sword Intent... has grown stronger again."

"Just good Luck."

Lu Yu walked to his side and also looked at the Immortal Sword wreckage.

"Is Brother Xiao interested in this broken sword?"

"I am."

Xiao Wuqing spoke candidly.

"But I sense that inside this broken sword... something is sealed."

"Yes."

Lu Yu nodded.

"An obsession, the slaughter obsession left behind by the Demon Sword Immortal before his death."

He had learned this from the conversation between Tang Jia Third Young Master and Tang San within the destiny compass; a wisp of the Demon Sword Immortal's slaughter obsession was sealed within this damaged demon sword.

As the two spoke, Xie Lingfeng, Lei Jianming, Gu Yan, and others rushed up from the passage below.

Seeing Lu Yu and Xiao Wuqing on the platform, along with the Immortal Sword wreckage, everyone's eyes burned with fervor.

Tang Jia Third Young Master was the last to arrive. He glanced at the Immortal Sword wreckage, then at Lu Yu and Xiao Wuqing. With a cold gaze, he quietly retreated to the edge of the platform, clutching a black sword talisman in his hand, his lips moving slightly.

On the summit platform, the atmosphere suddenly grew tense.

The Immortal Sword wreckage was right before them, but everyone knew that to take it, they would first have to answer to the swords of those present.

Especially those two at the very front.

Lu Yu and Xiao Wuqing exchanged a glance and smiled simultaneously.

"It seems we need to clear the field first."

Lu Yu said.

"My thoughts exactly."

Xiao Wuqing nodded.

The two turned around, facing the group of Geniuses from various regions who were watching them like tigers eyeing their prey.

A great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Lin Wanqiu, halfway up the mountain, didn't follow the rush upward.

She had self-awareness, knowing that with her meager Dao of the Sword cultivation, reaching halfway up the mountain was already thanks to the special resilience of her Nirvana Sword Intent, plus a bit of Luck.

Looking at the commotion on the summit from afar, the Sword Qi was already blinding; if she actually went up, she wouldn't even be able to help, and it would be good enough if she didn't cause trouble for her Revered Master.

So she proactively stopped, found a relatively flat spot halfway up the mountain, sat cross-legged, and closed her eyes to meditate.

Although the concentration of Sword Intent halfway up Burial Sword Mountain couldn't compare to the summit, it was already luxurious enough for her.

The lowest-grade swords stuck around her were Medium Grade Spiritual Artifacts. The Sword Intent emitted by each sword was complete and pure, like open volumes of Dao of the Sword classics; comprehending even one would be highly beneficial.

Lin Wanqiu focused her mind, slowly unfolding her sword momentum like an invisible net, gently touching the drifting Sword Intent fragments around her.

Although she didn't expect to fully comprehend her Nirvana Sword Intent here, just grasping a rudimentary form of the Sword Intent would already be a massive gain.

At first, some Sword Intents were very repellent, carrying a fierce and murderous aura that caused her own Sword Intent to oscillate.

But she wasn't in a hurry, wearing them down bit by bit, using the "endless life" characteristic within her sword momentum to melt and understand them.

Gradually, some Sword Intents began to accept her, like small streams flowing into a river, merging their rhymes into her Dao of the Sword comprehension.

She could feel her understanding of the Dao of the Sword growing rapidly.

"So... a sword can be used this way..."

"This form focuses on gathering momentum; the longer it's gathered, the stronger the explosion..."

"The transformation between ice and fire... the key actually lies in the conversion of 'Intent'..."

Countless insights flooded into her mind. Lin Wanqiu immersed herself in them, completely losing track of herself.

A pale gold halo gradually appeared around her. Within the halo, a phantom of a Phoenix flickered in and out of view, sometimes spreading its wings and sometimes crying out, resonating with the Sword Intent inside her body.

After all, Lin Wanqiu was a Daughter of Destiny with over ten thousand points of destiny!

While her side was peaceful and quiet, the summit was about to explode.