331: Chapter 341 The Sword Emperor's Last Echo! The Mysterious Swordsman in a Straw Raincoat

Time flies.

Three months is but a snap of the fingers in the eyes of a Cultivator.

Today, at the edge of the Sword Domain, in the Linchuan Realm.

The originally desolate and silent Star Domain is now completely illuminated by countless dazzling and piercing sword lights.

Densely packed Flying Swords, sword boats, and even massive sword cities crafted from the skeletons of ancient Vicious Beasts are suspended in the Void Realm, blotting out the sky.

Looking around, almost every prominent force in the entire Sword Domain has gathered here today!

There is no other reason; it is simply because today is the Trial of the Sword, which opens only once every ten thousand years!

"Rumble—!"

Just as thousands of Loose Cultivators and small-to-medium Sects were looking forward to it, a deafening roar suddenly came from above the Nine Heavens.

A golden carriage, carved with the pattern of ten thousand swords paying homage to their Sect, crushed the Void Realm and descended domineeringly!

Beside the golden carriage, a cold palace crafted from Ice Soul Immortal Jade floated alongside it.

The moment the procession of these two major forces descended, the originally noisy atmosphere of the entire venue instantly quieted down, and a look of awe appeared in the eyes of countless Sword Cultivators.

"It is the Crown Prince of Sword Emperor Mountain, Young Master Yifeng! And the eldest Young Miss of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan, Mu Linglong!"

In the crowd, an older generation Sword Cultivator lowered his voice, his tone full of apprehension: "It seems the rumors are true; in order to resist the pressure of the Realm Demons, the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan has decided to enter into a marriage alliance with Sword Emperor Mountain."

"How can they not enter an alliance? Lord Sword Emperor is a peerless existence at the Middle Stage of the Great Emperor Realm, and is currently the number one powerhouse on the surface of the Sword Domain! Although the head of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan is also a Great Emperor, he is only at the Early Stage. A strong alliance is the way to survive in troubled times."

"Sigh, it is truly a pity for Mu Linglong, that heaven-favored daughter; that Young Master Yifeng is not a good person..."

"Shh!! Do you not want your life? This is not a topic we can discuss!"

A Loose Cultivator looked longingly at the distant Void Realm, "I heard that this Trial of the Sword involves the entry ticket to that legendary place!"

"You mean... the Sword God Domain?!" The person beside him gasped.

"Correct!" The older generation Sword Cultivator's eyes revealed boundless fanaticism and reverence.

"You young people might not know, but the Sword God Domain was once the spiritual totem of our Sword Domain, the hometown of the Wuji Sword Emperor!"

"Lord Sword Emperor was recognized by the Great Thousand Star Domain as the number one in slaughter! It is just a pity that when the Realm Demons invaded, Lord Sword Emperor, for the sake of the Great Thousand Star Domain, killed his way into the abyss together with the two Great Emperors of Purgatory and the Void, sacrificing himself by self-detonating, which gave us time to organize personnel to resist the Realm Demons."

"Although the Sword Emperor has fallen, his supreme mantle and Legacy still remain in the Sword God Domain! And only the top ten who pass today's Trial of the Sword are qualified to obtain the entry ticket to the Sword God Domain!"

Listening to the discussions of the people around them, the Prodigies of the major forces had looks of determination in their eyes.

The Sword Emperor's Legacy! Number one in slaughter! Such a Heaven-Defying Opportunity is enough to make any Sword Cultivator go crazy!

Meanwhile, in front of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan's Ice Soul palace.

Today, Mu Linglong was forced to put on a luxurious ice-blue immortal dress, and there was not a hint of joy on her beautiful face about attending the grand event.

That pair of beautiful eyes, like clear springs, were impatiently scanning the dense crowd of Loose Cultivators below.

"He didn't come? That rotten wood actually didn't come? Didn't he already get the trial token?"

Mu Linglong bit her red lips, and an unspeakable sense of loss arose in her heart.

For these past three months, her mind had been filled with the image of him being beaten that day.

As a result, this bastard actually stood her up?!

She had promised to teach him a lesson the next time they met!!

"Little Sister Linglong, are you looking for someone?"

A slightly effeminate voice, filled with haughtiness, came from the side.

The son of the Sword Emperor, Young Master Yifeng, dressed in dark gold finery, walked over with a hypocritical smile on his face.

He followed Mu Linglong's gaze and glanced at the Loose Cultivators below, a flash of disdain in his eyes: "They are just a bunch of ants on the periphery, what is there to look at? Once we enter the Secret Realm of the trial, I will surely clear away all obstacles for you; the entry ticket to the Sword God Domain will certainly be ours."

"Shut up! Who is your little sister? Who is your wife!"

Mu Linglong stepped back in disgust and retorted mercilessly: "Young Master Yifeng, you had better stay away from me! Once the trial begins, we will each rely on our own abilities!"

After saying this, Mu Linglong turned her head directly, ignoring Young Master Yifeng, whose face instantly darkened.

Just as a flash of gloomy killing intent flashed in Young Master Yifeng's eyes.

No one noticed that, dozens of miles away, at the very edge of the crowd of Loose Cultivators, in an inconspicuous corner.

A man wearing a tattered raincoat and a wide bamboo hat was standing quietly in the Void Realm.

The bamboo hat was pressed very low, making it impossible to see his face, only a hint of weathered stubble on his chin could be vaguely seen, like a down-and-out middle-aged Sword Cultivator.

In his hand, he held a long sword, the blade tightly wrapped in grey gold-silkworm silk cloth, not leaking a single bit of aura.

This Raincoat Guest was naturally Su Jin in disguise.

"That was close."

Under the bamboo hat, Su Jin looked at the Sword Emperor's carriage and the Ancient Clan's palace in the distance, which were exuding monstrous pressure, and silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, secretly rejoicing in his heart at his decisiveness three months ago.

After fleeing across space that day, he realized the seriousness of the matter immediately.

"That woman could actually use a sword talisman that only those at the Saint Realm could create; her background is definitely not simple. If I had just walked in swaggeringly with the token, I would likely have been targeted by the old antiques behind her before even entering the door."

Therefore, Su Jin made a prompt decision.

He took out his hidden treasure, the gold-silkworm silk cloth, completely sealed the aura of his water-ink heavy sword, and even changed the shape of the sword, turning it into an ordinary white long sword.

Subsequently, he used a secret technique to change his appearance, put on the bamboo hat and raincoat, and completely transformed from a handsome and dashing peerless Sword Cultivator into a weathered and down-and-out middle-aged Loose Cultivator.

"This Trial of the Sword, which was even deliberately highlighted on my father's Star Domain map, is definitely a place I must come to."

Su Jin looked through the gap in the bamboo hat toward the looming ancient sword gate deep in the Void Realm.

He had heard the conversation of the crowd just now clearly.

"The number one Sword Emperor in slaughter? Entering the abyss alone and self-detonating?"

A sincere sense of respect arose in Su Jin's heart, and at the same time, the Eternal Sword Body within his body also let out a yearning hum.

"Among the many brothers in the Su Family, the gap in my cultivation and Realm is too large. If I can obtain the Sword Emperor's Legacy, it might be the best Opportunity for me to condense the Great Dao Origin and catch up with my big brothers!"

As for that tsundere woman, Mu Linglong...

Su Jin glanced at the blurry, beautiful figure from far away.

"Let's get the entry ticket to the Sword God Domain first!"

"Hum—!!!"

At this moment, deep within the Linchuan Realm, a vast sword cry that pierced through heaven and earth resounded with a roar.

The gate to the Trial of the Sword, which had been sealed for ten thousand years, slowly opened amidst the fanatical gazes of countless Sword Cultivators!