79: The Great Li Dynasty faces a test of its legacy!

Deep within the Sword Tomb, a stone gate that had been sealed for a century burst open with a roar.

An old man dressed in gray hemp robes, with white hair and beard, walked out slowly.

His face was withered, as if he were on the verge of death, but as his eyes opened and closed, sword light flickered within them like two small suns, so piercing that one dared not look directly at them.

A Refining Void Great Power of the Middle Stage—Gu Taxian!

He was also one of the three remaining Grand Elders of the Great Luo Sword Sect.

He raised his withered palm and grabbed at the Void Realm.

The trembling Great Luo Heavenly Sword let out a joyful cry, transformed into a long rainbow, and landed in his hand.

"Old friend, have you sensed it too?"

Gu Taxian stroked the sword body, a flash of greed and fanaticism crossing his eyes: "The aura of the Pangu Emperor... The Pan Huang Treasury has manifested!"

"My Great Luo Sword Sect cultivates the Dao of the sword; this Pangu Emperor Legacy is naturally destined to belong to my Great Luo Sword Sect!"

Swish! Swish! Two streams of light flew over; they were the Seven Star Sword Venerable and the Xuanji Sword Venerable.

Upon seeing the old man, the two hurriedly knelt and bowed. "Greetings, Grand Elder!"

Gu Taxian did not look at them, but said coldly: "The Pan Huang Treasury has appeared in the direction of the Great Li Dynasty. Assemble the elite of the Sect and follow me to seize the treasure."

"Regardless of who it is, anyone who dares to covet the Pangu Emperor Legacy shall be executed without mercy!"

"Yes!"

The Seven Star Sword Venerable and the Xuanji Sword Venerable exchanged a glance, both seeing the wild joy in each other's eyes.

The Grand Elder had come out of seclusion!

And he had come out wielding the Great Luo Heavenly Sword!

With this pillar of strength, who else in the Eastern Wilderness could block the edge of the Great Luo Sword Sect?

Even that Lu Yuan would have to lower his head before a Refining Void Great Power of the Middle Stage wielding a Top-Grade Spiritual Treasure!

Azure Cloud Sect, Longevity Peak.

"Xue Yao." Lu Yuan sent a voice transmission via Divine Sense.

A moment later, Lu Xueyao appeared before him.

After last night's interaction, Lu Xueyao's temperament had changed drastically.

She still wore that snow-white robe, carrying a long sword on her back, as cold and aloof as a Fairy from the Moon Palace.

But within that coldness, there was now a hint of elusive charm and tenderness.

With every movement of her eyes, she was full of allure, like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg—both sacred and inviolable, yet evoking infinite reverie.

"Husband." Lu Xueyao bowed gracefully, her voice soft.

"Come with me." Lu Yuan looked at the beauty before him and nodded slightly: "I am taking you to obtain an Opportunity of the Dao of the sword."

"Yes." Lu Xueyao did not ask further, walked to Lu Yuan's side with great naturalness, and took his arm.

Lu Yuan put his arm around her slender waist and moved his mind. Hum! The Fourth Transformation Law of Space was activated.

The surrounding Void Realm rippled like water, and their figures instantly vanished from the spot.

A distance of mere inches felt like the ends of the earth! Lu Yuan was now a Refining Void Great Power, and his Law of Space had reached the Fourth Transformation Domain; his travel speed was more than ten times faster.

The Zhao State and the Great Li Dynasty were separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, but under Lu Yuan's feet, it was merely a few steps away.

Great Li Dynasty, Cangmang Mountain Range. At this moment, deep within the mountain range, an ancient bronze gate floated in mid-air, exuding an archaic aura of weathered time.

The gate had already opened a crack, and the treasure light seeping from it dyed the sky within a hundred miles into a kaleidoscope of colors.

Around the gate, over a dozen Cultivators with profound auras had already gathered. Most of these people were old monsters of the Nascent Soul Stage, including Loose Cultivators and Old Ancestors from Sects in nearby immortal cultivation kingdoms.

They stared at the gate with burning eyes, yet were wary of one another, not daring to act rashly.

"Everyone, since this treasure house has opened, let us rely on our own abilities, how about that?" an old man in black robes at the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul Stage said sinisterly.

Just as everyone was preparing to swarm forward, Boom! A vast, boundless, and terrifying pressure suddenly descended from the sky.

The strength of this pressure far exceeded the Nascent Soul Stage, carrying an aloofness that looked down upon all living beings from high above.

Thump! Thump! Under this pressure, the dozen or so Nascent Soul old monsters who were just about to make a move were like people clubbed over the head; their faces turned pale, and they fell from mid-air, crashing onto the ground in a sorry state.

Those with weaker cultivation even spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, their faces full of horror. "Refining... Refining Void Great Power?" Everyone looked up in terror.

They saw the Void Realm split open, and two figures, a man and a woman, stepped out slowly. The man wore a green robe that fluttered in the wind, his black hair dancing wildly, his bearing extraordinary. The woman wore snow-white clothes, cold and stunningly beautiful, leaning beside the man. It was none other than Lu Yuan and Lu Xueyao.

Lu Yuan's indifferent gaze swept over the crowd below. He did not speak, but this silent sense of oppression made everyone not even dare to breathe loudly. "Scram." Lu Yuan's lips moved slightly as he uttered the single word.

This word was like a thunderclap. The dozen old monsters who usually reigned as kings in their own territories were now as if granted amnesty; they scrambled and crawled away in all directions, wishing their parents had given them fewer legs.

What a joke? Competing for an Opportunity against a Refining Void Great Power? If you're tired of living, there are better ways to die! The area was cleared.

Lu Yuan did not linger; taking Lu Xueyao with him, he transformed into a stream of light and charged directly into the bronze gate.

Just about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn after Lu Yuan entered, a violent sonic boom came from the horizon again.

A huge sword boat broke through the clouds; on the sword boat, the flag of the Great Luo Sword Sect was planted.

Gu Taxian held the Great Luo Heavenly Sword and stood at the bow, followed by the Seven Star Sword Venerable, the Xuanji Sword Venerable, and dozens of Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators.

"We are a step too late!" Gu Taxian looked at the bronze gate that had already been opened wide, his brows furrowing slightly: "Someone has gotten there first."

"And... the lingering aura is very strong; it is also the Void Refining Stage."

"Hmph, who cares who it is."

A flash of ruthlessness crossed the eyes of the Xuanji Sword Venerable: "In this Eastern Wilderness, no one dares to snatch what my Great Luo Sword Sect has taken a fancy to, especially with the Grand Elder here. We shall kill any god that stands in our way!"

"Enter!" Gu Taxian waved his large sleeve, and the sword boat turned into a stream of light, carrying everyone into the treasury.

Inside the Pan Huang Treasury, it was a world of its own, like a blessed land of caves.

Under Lu Yuan's Divine Thought perception, he immediately detected the location of the Inheritance Grand Hall!

Lu Yuan, with Lu Xueyao, skillfully passed through the outer Restrictions and descended directly into the hall.

The hall was extremely vast, with countless stone pillars carved with Dragons standing all around. And in the very center of the hall, a sword Dao stone tablet a hundred feet tall stood towering.

The sword Dao stone tablet was carved with complex and profound sword marks, and it also contained a trace of the marks of time.

At this moment, under the stone tablet, sat a somewhat disheveled figure in a cross-legged position. It was none other than Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's face was pale, his eyes bloodshot, staring fixedly at the sword Dao inscription before him, veins bulging on his forehead, sweat pouring down like rain.

He was undergoing the Legacy trial. The rules of this trial were simple: within a limited time, comprehend a sword technique recorded on the stone tablet, and one could obtain recognition and a chance to acquire the Pangu Emperor's sword Dao Legacy.