This action of his made everyone nervous.
Yang Qingxuan cautiously reached out his hand and touched the sword talisman.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats, and their eyes were wide open in horror. Just the touch of his spiritual consciousness was enough to severely injure everyone. God knew what would happen if he touched it like that.
The moment Yang Qingxuan's finger touched the sword talisman, everyone trembled.
But it seemed that nothing had happened.
Cang Beidou said, "Maybe it'll be fine if you touch it …"
As soon as he finished speaking, tens of thousands of sword lights shot out from the sword talisman. Before anyone could react, they were all enveloped by the sword lights and pierced through their hearts.
"Ah! — "
All kinds of screams sounded one after another.
Then, the whole world became quiet.
Yang Qingxuan trembled all over. He checked his body and found that he was not dead. Instead, he appeared in a strange place.
Since he was not dead, the others should be fine, right?
Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes and looked around. He was shocked. "The Taixuan Sword Mound?"
The ground in all directions was densely covered with swords of different shapes and sizes.
He hurriedly flew into the sky and performed his Fiery Eyes.
This place was different from the Taixuan Sword Mound. First of all, it felt different. Yang Qingxuan had owned the Taixuan Sword Mound for many years and knew the aura inside like the back of his hand.
Secondly, these swords gave him a different feeling.
The Taixuan Sword Mound was full of sword souls.
And here …
Yang Qingxuan reached out and grabbed. A sword flew over and fell into his hand. It was extremely heavy.
He waved it a few times casually, and a terrifying sword aura shot out.
"They're real swords …"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. The dense and endless swords in front of him were all real.
"Are these all illusions of the sword talisman?"
Yang Qingxuan did not dare to breathe loudly. Flying in the sword forest, no matter which sword his spiritual consciousness fell on, he could feel the terrifying sword will inside.
Dao gave birth to all things. One sword talisman gave birth to tens of thousands of swords.
"Although this world is illusory, to us, it is real. In that case, these swords are also real. Why don't we take them all away?"
Yang Qingxuan felt a rush of excitement. What a huge fortune this was!
Since he didn't know how to get out of here, he decided to do it immediately.
With a wave of his hand, countless precious swords began to tremble. They were guided by his power and shot into the void.
Yang Qingxuan took out a bracelet and opened it in front of him to absorb these treasured swords.
Tens of thousands of swords rose, transforming into Sword Qi that surged into it.
But a moment later, Yang Qingxuan's expression changed slightly. "Not good!"
The Sword Qi of these swords were too strong. After absorbing thousands of them, the bracelet could no longer withstand it.
He hurriedly closed the space in his bracelet.
However, the bracelet seemed to be out of control. It instantly grew several times larger and trembled violently. It was extremely unstable.
Yang Qingxuan made a series of hand seals and continuously sent them into the bracelet.
"Boom!"
The bracelet was still unable to withstand it and exploded.
In an instant, tens of thousands of Sword Qi leaked out, transforming into a path of Sword Qi that surged towards Yang Qingxuan.
"What?!"
Yang Qingxuan was so scared that his face turned pale. With these thousand divine swords slashing at him at the same time, how could he still be alive?
His figure flashed as he used the Daoist Steps to leave.
"Boom!"
The Sword Qi instantly pierced through him. Even though he had dodged it for a moment, he was still twisted by the sword force and shattered on the spot.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out. Yang Qingxuan was terrified, and realized that he was still on the Sword Discourse Arena.
But there was no one in all directions.
His heart relaxed, and he spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood. He fell backwards and fell to the ground.
Previously, his consciousness had been severely injured, and now his body had been severely injured.
What the hell was this place? Was he really unable to get out?
As for the others, he wasn't too worried.
Since he wasn't dead, the others were most likely just trapped.
He lay down and rested for a while, staring blankly at the sky of the Sword Discourse Arena. After a while, he recovered a little and forced himself to sit up.
Then, he swallowed a large number of pills and activated the Limitless Scripture.
He began to recuperate from his injuries.
The tens of thousands of Sword Qis were too terrifying. They had truly minced his body into pieces, leaving nothing behind.
Fortunately, it was only an illusion.
However, when he thought about it, he still felt a lingering fear.
Not long after, another person appeared on the Sword Discourse Arena. He also let out a blood-curdling scream and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He directly fell onto the stage, his entire body twitching.
It was Tu Jingang.
His face was filled with fear as he looked around. When he saw Yang Qingxuan, he finally understood his situation.
He also heaved a sigh of relief.
Yang Qingxuan was currently recuperating, so it was inconvenient for him to help. He gave him an understanding look.
Tu Jingang naturally understood. After lying down and resting for a while, he also struggled to stand up and began to recuperate.
Just like that, the two of them sat there quietly, not saying a word.
Not long after, people came out from the void one after another. All of them were heavily injured by the Sword Qi and were in a sorry state.
A few days later, all thirteen of them appeared on the Sword Discourse Arena.
All of them closed their eyes to recuperate.
On this day, Yang Qingxuan suddenly felt something in his heart. He opened his eyes slightly, and a light feeling emerged from his entire body.
The true essence that had been circulated to the extreme rushed towards the meridians and acupoints in his body.
This body that had been pierced by ten thousand swords seemed to have been shattered by the barrier of the realm.
He had just recovered from his injuries, but he had already begun to break through.
Under the ecstasy, he quickly regained his composure.
The others all sensed it and revealed looks of envy.
At this level, it was extremely difficult to break through to the next level.
Yang Qingxuan suddenly had a strange thought. Every time he broke through, he would sense the arrival of the Great Dao. At this moment, on top of the Sword Discourse Arena, would there still be one?
Just as he was puzzled, he instantly had an answer.
A feeling of the Great Dao descended and emerged from his body, enveloping the entire Sword Discourse Arena.
Everyone felt that it was strange.
Suddenly, the sword talisman in the center of the Sword Discourse Arena started to fade, and in an instant, it disappeared.
Yang Qingxuan had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. After carefully inspecting it, he was so scared that he was scared to death. The sword talisman directly appeared on top of his spirit platform.
"Ah!" His entire body trembled for a while, and his face turned incomparably pale.
This was a terrifying thing that could easily strangle everyone's sea of consciousness and physical body.
Di Yi asked, "Are you alright?"
Seeing Yang Qingxuan's pale face and trembling non-stop, he thought that he had encountered some trouble.
Everyone looked over with concern.
Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said, "I'm fine."
In fact, there was something wrong, but he did not know what to say.
Moreover, it seemed meaningless to say it out loud.
Suddenly, Cang Beidou shouted, "Look, the sword talisman is gone!"
The sword talisman had always been in the center of the Sword Discourse Arena, but everyone was afraid of it and did not dare to look up.
Cang Beidou seemed to have sensed that something was wrong. After thinking about it, he realized that the sword talisman was gone. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and cried out in alarm.
Han Fei said happily, "The sword talisman is gone, then the Sword Discourse Arena that trapped us …"
Sure enough, the entire space of the Sword Discourse Arena was slowly fading away, slowly leaving everyone's line of sight.
After a few breaths, all thirteen of them returned to the vast plain.
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