122: Sword Tomb, designed for disciples of various sects

Before that Fire Cloud Sect Disciple could finish his sentence, his companion firmly covered his mouth.

The companion stared in horror at the string of Storage Pouches around Jiang Yan's waist. One had to realize that if someone dared to flaunt so many Storage Pouches, that youth must have killed many Sect Disciples.

Moreover, they had seen the footage from the Recording Bead. If they didn't want to die, it was best to endure.

“Oh? Why did this Fellow Daoist stop talking?” Jiang Yan smiled kindly, his fingers lightly stroking the ring of Storage Pouches at his waist. “I am someone who loves to be reasonable. If you have any opinions, feel free to voice them. Whether you speak is up to you, but whether I listen is my own business.”

The scene was deathly silent. Everyone stared fixedly at that ring of Storage Pouches, cold sweat seeping from their foreheads.

“Ah, that’s more like it. Since no one has any objections...” Jiang Yan’s expression suddenly turned serious, and his tone grew cold, “Then get the hell out of my way while I harvest herbs!”

Before his voice finished echoing, dozens of Talismans flew out of his sleeve, forming a Trapping Formation in the air to temporarily restrain everyone.

He then swaggered toward the 10,000-year Spirit Medicine in the very center of the herb garden, digging it up along with the soil. He didn't forget to look back and flash a provocative smile at the crowd.

“Thank you, Fellow Daoists, for your generous concession~”

With that, he waved his sleeve, and a Spirit Treasure longsword suddenly appeared before everyone. He stepped lightly onto the Flying Sword, transforming into a streak of light that soared into the sky, heading straight for the fifth-layer island. He left behind the immobilized crowd and the scattered 'charity items' in the wind... Meanwhile, Jiang Yan had already landed leisurely on the fifth-layer island. This place was a desert, but the map showed an ancient sword buried underground, along with a strange pool.

“Let me see...” He stomped his foot, and the ground suddenly collapsed.

Once the dust settled, a dense cluster of rusty swords was revealed below.

“Is this a Sword Tomb?”

Tens of thousands of rust-stained ancient swords were plunged into the yellow earth. In the very center of the Sword Tomb, a pitch-black longsword hung upside down above them, as if it were suppressing or sealing something!

“Brat from the Qingyun Sect, get lost immediately! This place has already been claimed by our Dao Yun Sect,” a Core Formation Realm Dao Cloud Sect Elder shouted at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes and stared at the Dao Cloud Sect Elder, a mocking curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

“Elder of the Dao Yun Sect, I'm afraid your eyes have gone blurry with age. This Sword Tomb was clearly stomped out by my foot. How did it become yours?”

As he spoke, he deliberately tapped the ground with his toe, immediately causing the earth to shake and mountains to sway as more ancient swords were revealed from underground.

The Elder's face turned ashen. Just as he was about to lose his temper, he saw Jiang Yan suddenly pull a Recording Bead from his robes.

“Why don't we ask the Fellow Daoists of the various Schools to judge? Let's see who discovered it first?”

The footage clearly showed that it was indeed Jiang Yan who first triggered the Sword Tomb's mechanism.

The people from the Dao Yun Sect were momentarily speechless, but they soon said overbearingly, “So what? In this Secret Realm, the strong are respected!”

“Oh...” Jiang Yan deliberately elongated his voice, as if he had reached an instant realization.

Seeing that Jiang Yan still hadn't left, a Dao Yun Sect Disciple immediately shouted angrily, “Brat from the Qingyun Sect, I advise you to get lost quickly, or my Junior Martial Uncle might kill you.”

Jiang Yan laughed instead of getting angry, his tone carrying a hint of mockery. “Oh my, why are you all so hot-headed? I never said I wouldn't leave. Fine, since you discovered it, after you~”

Seeing Jiang Yan actually clear the path, the leading Elder was extremely smug and strode toward the depths of the Sword Tomb.

As they passed by Jiang Yan, each one held their head high, completely disregarding him.

A smile curled on Jiang Yan's lips, but his face instantly returned to a calm expression as he turned around and cupped his fists toward the surrounding people.

“Fellow Daoists, since this place is a Sword Tomb, there will certainly be High Grade Spirit Treasures. After all, these are all Opportunities. Why don't we all go down together?”

Jiang Yan's words immediately struck a chord with the Cultivators present. The eyes of many Disciples from small Schools lit up, and they looked at the entrance of the Sword Tomb with eagerness.

Then, the Disciples of various Sects looked at each other. They knew very well that if their luck was good, they might actually obtain some Spirit Treasure.

“This Fellow Daoist from the Qingyun Sect is right!” a Cultivator from the Cuiqing Sect stood up boldly. “The Opportunities of a Secret Realm should be shared by everyone and obtained by fate!”

“Exactly! On what grounds does the Dao Yun Sect claim it for themselves?” Cultivators from other Sects chimed in one after another.

Seeing this, the corner of Jiang Yan's mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he immediately put on an air of righteous indignation.

“Fellow Daoists, please follow me! My Qingyun Sect is willing to clear the way for everyone!”

As he spoke, he actually took the lead and walked toward the depths of the Sword Tomb.

The Dao Cloud Sect Elder was so angry his beard twitched, but since it was difficult to go against the public's wrath, he could only snort coldly and follow.

However, as the crowd followed Jiang Yan deeper into the Sword Tomb, Jiang Yan, who was supposed to be at the very front, noiselessly slipped to the very back.

As a large number of Sect Disciples poured into the Sword Tomb, someone unknowingly stepped on a mechanism.

A crisp “crack” was heard.

“Not good! A tra—”

Before the warning Disciple could finish, the entire ground of the Sword Tomb suddenly collapsed!

Countless rusted ancient swords shot out from all directions, and Blood-colored Sea Vines surged from underground, entangling anyone they saw!

“Ah! Help!”

“These Sea Vines are absorbing my spiritual power!”

Screams of agony rose one after another within the trap. Some Disciples with lower strength even died on the spot.

Jiang Yan, however, stood leisurely in a safe area, playing with a few Spirit Stones he had dismantled from the mechanism hub.

“Oh my, it seems the Seniors of the Dao Yun Sect have rather poor luck~” he shouted with feigned surprise, then turned to the Cultivators of other Sects. “Don't worry, everyone, I'll go find help right away!”

Seeing that only Jiang Yan had escaped the trap, the Dao Cloud Sect Elder shouted angrily, “Brat from the Qingyun Sect, you did this on purpose!”

Jiang Yan suddenly turned his head, made a funny face, let out a “hehe” laugh, and then vanished from everyone's sight.

At this moment, wails continued within the trap. Some Disciples from other Sects were also being sucked dry by the Sea Vines until they shriveled up.

Just as everyone was in despair, the mechanisms in the trap suddenly stopped, and even those Sea Vines gradually sank into the silt.

“Are we saved?” a Feiyu Sect Disciple looked around.

“The mechanisms have stopped, and those Sea Vines have disappeared!” another Fire Cloud Sect Disciple shouted in joy.

The Dao Cloud Sect Elder panted heavily and looked upward. He had just over-exhausted his spiritual power, but his perception was still there, and he knew very well who had saved them.

Jiang Yan appeared before everyone, feigning breathlessness, and said in an anxious tone, “Fellow Daoists, I’m sorry, I couldn't find help, but I found the switch to close the mechanism. I'll come down and save you now...”

“Don't... don't... jump...”

“Bang!”

Before the Dao Cloud Sect Elder could finish his words, Jiang Yan jumped down right in front of him. “Elder of the Dao Yun Sect, did you say something just now?”

The Dao Cloud Sect Elder's mouth twitched. He really wanted to slap Jiang Yan to death.

“What's the use of you jumping down!” the Dao Cloud Sect Elder roared. “We need you to save us and get us up there!”

Hearing this, Jiang Yan acted like a fool and nodded. “Exactly. By jumping down, isn't that how I'm going to save you and get you up?”

“You idiot from the Qingyun Sect!” The Dao Cloud Sect Elder's face turned red with uncontrollable anger. “This trap is sealed. You won't be able to use spiritual power down here either. Tell me, how are you going to save us?!”

“Is that so?” Jiang Yan tried a Spell and found that the spiritual power he had just gathered vanished instantly. “Holy crap, crap, crap... you Old Geezer, why didn't you tell me sooner!”

The Dao Cloud Sect Elder's face was ashen. He had wanted to warn him, but who could have expected this person wouldn't listen at all... Jiang Yan looked resentful and spoke with a look of displeasure, “Don't worry, I still have a way.”

“What way?” a Fire Cloud Sect Disciple asked hurriedly.

Jiang Yan flexed his muscles with a smug look. “I was born with Divine Power. My Revered Master even praised me, saying I'm 'one punch per kid.' Shall we try it out?”

What the hell was 'one punch per kid'? What kind of Revered Master would praise a Disciple like that?

Suddenly, the word “fool” popped into everyone's mind.

“Oh, what's with those looks? If you don't believe me, I'll demonstrate it for you.” As Jiang Yan spoke, he walked up to a Dao Yun Sect Disciple. “Fellow Daoist, after you go up, remember to save us.”

With that, Jiang Yan sank his Qi into his Dantian, gathered power in his right fist, his eyes lit up, and he punched that Dao Yun Sect Disciple hard on the chin.

“Bang!”

With a heavy and powerful strike, the Dao Yun Sect Disciple's head instantly flew upward.

【Killed Foundation Establishment Fourth Layer Cultivator Liu Dali, obtained experience: 23,500, obtained life span: 1,354 years, life span: 3,211 years】

【Current Experience: 67.15%】

【Plundered Liu Dali’s essence: 0.7】

【Plundered Liu Dali’s Intermediate Spell: Puppet Control Technique】