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136: I don't know how high the sky is, today I will show you my unique skills

The location of the back mountain.

That was the highest point of Sword King Pavilion, where it was said one could touch the clouds with an outstretched hand.

Similarly, that place was also the Forbidden Ground of their Sword King Pavilion—

The Sword Tomb!

It was a vast, gray stone platform!

It looked as if it had been leveled by a Sharp Weapon, and it was filled with swords.

Some were decayed, some restrained, some sharp, some brand new... All types were present!

Dense and numerous!

At a glance, there were tens of thousands!

It was said to be the collection of their Sword King Pavilion from the past three thousand years.

Some were left behind by Disciples of the Sword Sect who had long since fallen.

Others were obtained from slain enemies and then forged into swords by sword smiths.

And the number did not decrease but increased, constantly growing!

Moreover, within this place!

On every single sword!

In this Sword Tomb, after years of nurturing, Sword Intent could be born.

At the very center of the Sword Tomb!

There was a peerless Five-Colored Sword!

Although it was only a little over three feet long, it exuded an incredibly terrifying aura.

It was surrounded by thousands of swords!

Like stars guarding the moon!

As if it were the king among these swords!

It shimmered with a myriad of colors, and if one were to sense it carefully, they would surely be astonished.

Those colors were, in fact, strands of Sword Intent, intertwined, countless in number.

All converged within it!

Shining brilliantly, awe-inspiring!

And in front of this sword, a Purple-Robed Old Man sat cross-legged.

His robes were engraved with myriad sword patterns.

His hair and beard were all white!

His face showed no signs of age; instead, it was quite ruddy!

His eyes were closed, and he sat cross-legged!

Motionless!

He seemed to have been there for a long time, as a thick layer of dust had accumulated on his head and shoulders.

As roars echoed from afar, his body suddenly trembled.

The layer of dust crackled, returning to its original state, and fell from his body.

His eyes slowly opened!

Within his pupils, countless Sword Intents seemed to be contained!

Streaks of sword light shot out!

Causing the swords in the entire Sword Tomb to tremble, clanging and humming, as if they were about to rise from the ground!

"Grand Sword Master, save me!"

"There's a terrifying... enemy attacking the mountain; almost no one can stop him."

"Many Sword Masters are no match; they have already tragically died one after another at his hands!"

"Grand Sword Master, please come out quickly!"

"Otherwise, our Sword King Pavilion might face the calamity of destruction, the disaster of annihilation!"

The Purple-Robed Old Man, who was called the Grand Sword Master!

Upon hearing this, he was stunned, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

Or perhaps, he simply didn't believe it!

What calamity of destruction?

His Sword King Pavilion had stood for over three thousand years, still flourishing.

It was already the most top-tier power in the world!

In this world, where the connection between heaven and earth was almost severed, what power would dare to provoke them?

His niwan (a point in the head) subtly moved, and a wisp of Divine Sense spread out, covering all directions.

In an instant!

The calm and composed expression on his face completely froze, replaced by extreme fury.

Under the cover of his Divine Sense, the palaces and pavilions of the Sword King Pavilion, which were originally magnificent and full of historical significance,

were now a mess, collapsing one after another, turning into a pile of ruins.

Seeing this, he!

His eyes widened, filled with rage.

"Where did this brat come from, daring to attack my Sword King Pavilion, so reckless!"

"Truly ignorant of his own mortality!"

The Purple-Robed Old Man stood up abruptly, Killing Intent surging from him, surrounded by myriad Sword Intents.

His sharp Qi permeated the heavens and earth, causing the world to lose its color.

He powerfully tore through the dense dark clouds in the sky.

Jiang Yi, who was sweeping through everything like a broken bamboo, felt an invisible ripple.

It swept over him.

"Hmm, is this Divine Sense?"

In this Sword King Pavilion, someone had also cultivated Divine Sense?

A hint of surprise appeared on his face, but compared to his, it was far too weak.

He instantly captured it!

Following the direction of the Divine Sense, he looked towards the deepest part of the Sword King Pavilion.

It was also right in front of him!

At this moment, he had already fought his way here!

He looked up!

It was a gray stone platform, covered with swords.

Among them was a purple-robed, white-haired figure!

"Late Stage of Transcendent Ninefold?"

Sensing the Qi emanating from the other party, Jiang Yi roughly judged his strength.

One minor Realm higher than him!

As expected of a famous top-tier power!

Its foundation was indeed formidable!

He was already close to reaching the limit of this world, and he had even cultivated Divine Sense.

The two faced each other from afar, across the void!

"Hmph!"

The Purple-Robed Old Man let out a cold snort, his Divine Sense drawing upon the power of heaven and earth.

Carrying the Sword Qi of this place, it manifested a great sword that slashed down furiously!

Jiang Yi was not to be outdone.

His Primordial Spirit moved!

He also drew upon the great power from heaven and earth, blending it with his Primordial Spirit Dharma Power.

It transformed into a golden long spear!

Meeting the opponent's great sword!

"Boom!!!"

The long spear and the sword clashed, and the humming sound made the mountaintop tremble.

After only a moment of stalemate!

The descending great sword was shattered, and the spear's might remained.

It fiercely thrust towards the Purple-Robed Old Man.

The Purple-Robed Old Man seemed somewhat shocked, but he quickly reacted.

He formed a sword seal with his hand, manifesting another giant sword.

The sword was wreathed in a myriad of colors, containing various Sword Intents.

When this sword fell!

It finally completely annihilated the golden long spear!

In this initial probe, any discerning person could see that the result was self-evident.

This caused the Purple-Robed Old Man's expression to change erratically!

His heart was filled with both shock and anger, and a powerful Killing Intent surged—

He must kill him, he must kill him!

This child must not be allowed to live!

He was the Pavilion Master of the Sword King Pavilion, the leader of a top-tier power.

He was the foremost among all Sword Masters, one of the most famous and powerful individuals in the world.

Yet, it took him two Moves to neutralize his attack!

If this were to spread, what face would he, the dignified Grand Sword Master, have left?

It would be enough to cause his prestige to plummet!

If he wanted to salvage his reputation and maintain his dignity, he must kill the young man before him on the spot—

And it had to be done quickly!

No matter who he was, he must die today!

"Brat, you are very good; possessing such strength, you can already roam the world!"

"Unfortunately, you have provoked someone you shouldn't have!"

"I must say, you have great courage to even attack us.

Destroying the foundation of my Sword King Pavilion, killing the Sword Masters of my Sword King Pavilion.

Truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!

You can't leave; this is where it ends. Today is your death day!

You should know that there are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people!

This Pavilion Master will let you witness the unique techniques of my Sword King Pavilion.

This can be considered the greatest honor of your life!"

The Purple-Robed Old Man stood with his hands behind his back, his face filled with icy coldness.

As he raised one large hand and beckoned towards the Five-Colored Sword behind him.

At the same time, he roared—

"Sword, rise!"

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