138: Chapter 138 Forging the Sword Bone, Perfection of Slaughter

Senior Sister Liu Hanbing had begged Elder Nie Yun, but unfortunately, it was of no use. The Pavilion Master had already entered closed-door cultivation and knew nothing about the matter concerning Hun Tiandi.

She could only wait and pray that Hun Tiandi would be able to walk out.

Inside the Forbidden Sword Mound.

On Hun Tiandi's handsome face, there was neither joy nor sorrow. He wholeheartedly felt the changes in his body, his heart becoming enlightened, and his thoughts becoming clear and fluid.

Many of the obscure and difficult points in his heart from the past were now understood.

Hiss...

An indescribable expression of pain appeared on Hun Tiandi's body. This pain surged entirely from the depths of his soul; it was an excruciating agony that shook his soul.

It was the pain of infinite sword intent being injected into his soul, like thousands of sharp blades piercing his body.

This bone-deep pain, having experienced it once, would likely be impossible to forget for the rest of his life.

He sighed in his heart: "My skin and flesh... have all been fully tempered. The next step is to forge the Sword Bone."

The forging of the Sword Bone would determine his future limit in the way of the sword and lay the foundation for accommodating a Sword Soul later on.

"Myriad sword intents, descend upon my body. Use my soul to guide the intent, and forge my Sword Bone."

Hun Tiandi exerted his full strength to circulate the Ten Thousand Sword Art. As his thoughts shifted, his hands formed changing seals. After being tempered by the myriad sword intents, only the purest sword intent remained.

Wisps of extremely pure sword intent, under the guidance of his soul power, began to temper the bones of his left hand.

The bone, white as jade, looked like the most perfect, high-quality jade in the world.

When a wisp of sword intent tempered his left index finger, his arm trembled, and the trace impurities contained within were tempered out.

His soul power surged. After his index finger accepted the tempering of the sword intent, it left behind wisps of mysterious sword intent runes.

The sword intent runes absorbed the sword intent, began to grow and expand, and transformed into mysterious sword intent patterns that fused perfectly with the hand bone.

It was as if they were born together.

"It works... continue..." Hun Tiandi was happy in his heart. Once the left index finger was successfully tempered, a brand-new sword bone was formed.

Immediately, he released the restraints on his soul power, introducing the sword intent into the five fingers of his left hand. The pain was like a tidal wave.

Under his tenacious will, he endured it forcibly.

Time passed. Inside the Sword Burial Mound, the sword intents of thousands of spirits flowed. Having experienced the tempering of the Ten Thousand Sword Art, streams of ultimate sword intent were poured entirely into his body.

"Such willpower?" Elder Dan looked at the youth hovering between life and death, a trace of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

The sword bone of his left arm was forged bit by bit, then the bones of his right hand...

The next moment, sword intent, rolling like a tidal wave, descended from the sky, surging into Hun Tiandi's limbs and bones, tempering his entire skeleton.

It flowed ceaselessly. Wherever it passed, it left sword intent runes upon the bones, which connected and intertwined to form streaks of sword intent patterns.

A roar...

At this moment, Hun Tiandi was like a tiny boat in a vast ocean, ready to capsize at any moment.

He was truly risking it all for this Sword Bone.

Hum...

While forging the Sword Bone, the Killing Sword Intent within his body grew to eighty percent; it was just a little short of perfection.

Hun Tiandi was immersed in his cultivation and did not yet know that a shocking storm was about to stir up trouble and descend upon the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

Starfall Pavilion.

Inside the main hall, Pavilion Master You Quan sat on the main seat. Her enchanting figure was draped in a pale red robe, and her beautiful eyes carried a crazed killing intent.

"Pavilion Master, according to information from our spy planted in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, that youth named Yun Tian caused accidental injury to fellow disciples and has been punished by being sent to the Sword Mound for a period of one month."

An elder said respectfully.

"One month later, we will descend upon the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion and demand they hand over the culprit, Yun Tian..."

Pavilion Master You Quan said coldly. According to her subordinates' investigation, her son was highly likely to have perished at Yun Tian's hands, and even Elder Li and Li Huaner's group of disciples had been killed by him.

"Reporting to the Pavilion Master, according to information returned, the young master Xiao Tian also perished at the hands of Yun Tian. Should we..."

Another elder spoke up.

"How bold. To offend my Starfall Pavilion and dare to offend the Xiao Family as well. Send a message to Xiao Lin: the murderer who killed young master Xiao Tian has been found..."

After a slight pause, Pavilion Master You Quan sneered. She believed that Xiao Lin would certainly be very interested in the murderer of his second son, Xiao Tian.

"Is there any news about Tian Longzi and the other two?" Pavilion Master You Quan suddenly asked. The elder shook his head upon hearing this.

Immediately, experts from the Starfall Pavilion headed to the Xiao Family in the Jia Ma Empire to report the news. Pavilion Master You Quan was already sick of failed attempts to hunt down the murderer.

This time, the Starfall Pavilion and the Xiao Family would join forces to thoroughly kill the youth Yun Tian.

In the Burning Flame Valley.

"Reporting to the Pavilion Master, there is news that recently, elders from the Starfall Pavilion have headed to the Xiao Family in the Jia Ma Empire..."

In the Fire Jade Hall, Tang Huo'er was cultivating with a calm heart. An elder walked in from outside and informed her of the information gathered.

"Finally, they are going to make a move..." Tang Huo'er opened her beautiful eyes upon hearing this. A trace of silver Nine-Dragon Flame flashed across the depths of her eyes, and a smile appeared on her fiery red lips.

"Keep an eye on them. Report immediately if there is any news!" Tang Huo'er said indifferently.

"Yes, Pavilion Master!" The elder then left.

Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

"Elder Nie Yun, when will the Pavilion Master's closed-door cultivation end?" Senior Sister Liu Hanbing came to ask almost every few days.

"I don't know." Elder Nie Yun said helplessly, then looked at the restless girl in white.

Yun Tian had already entered the Sword Mound for more than half a month. Who knew how he was doing?

"Rest assured, Yun Tian is cultivating the Ten Thousand Sword Art; entering the Sword Mound only brings benefits..."

"Little Liu, let me give you a piece of advice: if you intend to keep up with his pace in the future, you must cultivate diligently..."

Elder Nie Yun said with a bitter smile. Since returning, she had not been cultivating properly.

Upon hearing this, Senior Sister Liu Hanbing turned her head to look at Elder Nie Yun, nodded deeply, and turned to leave to start cultivating.

Forbidden Sword Mound, Sword Burial Mound.

A handsome youth's figure sat cross-legged, his body stained with blood, emanating a thick smell of blood. A blood-colored light shield surrounded him, and his hands were forming seals.

Surrounding him, vigorous sword intent flowed, sharp and overbearing.

Hum...

At this moment, Hun Tiandi's body trembled, and a terrifying aura dispersed from his body, piercing through it and impacting the dim, dark clouds all around.

"The prototype of the Sword Bone, it is a success."

He sighed in his heart. With his soul power, he looked within his body. On his entire skeleton, which was white as jade, streaks of sword intent patterns were branded, emitting an aura that was sharp and exposed.

Every bone in his body—his limbs, sternum, spine, and skull—was flashing with sword intent patterns.

Before Hun Tiandi could properly contemplate the Sword Bone, another change occurred within his body.

Clang!

Suddenly, a terrifying scarlet blood-colored sword intent erupted from his body, shooting up into the sky, tearing through the heavy dark clouds, and shaking the heavens above.

"What is going on?"

"Hahaha, what a young generation of disciples. Besides Jian Wuchen, who possesses the Innate Sword Body and comprehends the Heaven-Slaying Sword Intent, another one has been born today... This is truly the fortune of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."

Elder Nie Yun, who was adjusting his breath, sensed a sword intent that could annihilate all things spreading across the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

"My sword..." The erupting sword intent stirred the disciples' longswords, which hummed and buzzed as if responding.

"Killing Sword Intent?"

"Could it be Yun Tian..."

Elder Wang Yun flickered, darting into the high sky, his sharp gaze fixed on the direction of the Sword Mound.

Inside the Sword Burial Mound.

"Killing Sword Intent, ten percent perfection." Hun Tiandi had not yet awakened from the joy of forging the Sword Bone; he had not expected that the Killing Sword Intent, with the help of the tempering of the myriad sword intents, would actually perfect itself on its own.

Today is truly a lucky day, with double happiness arriving at the door.

With a thought, he retracted his Killing Sword Intent into his body. The pillar of sword intent that had originally reached the sky and the earth slowly dissipated into nothingness.

Hun Tiandi did not yet know what kind of stir his perfected Killing Sword Intent had caused within the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.