His Excellency Su Ming, one of the Nine Sovereigns, was the Sword Ancestor's personal disciple?
It should be known that when the Sword Ancestor fell, the Bloodline of the Sword Ancestor was uprooted. Countless experts were killed, such as the personal disciples of the Sword Ancestor and the seven famous Sword Emperors of the Bloodline of the Sword Ancestor.
If His Excellency Su Ming was the Sword Ancestor's personal disciple, how could he still be alive?
Unless …
Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes and thought of a possibility.
Back in the Ancestor's Land, Mu Shan had mentioned a traitor of the Bloodline of the Sword Ancestor.
That traitor seemed to have memorized all the nine sword moves of the Heart-killing Sword Technique. Although Mu Shan had mentioned it casually, Jian Wushuang still paid attention to it. Now that he knew His Excellency Su Ming, Jian Wushuang could not help wondering if His Excellency Su Ming was the traitor of the Bloodline of the Sword Ancestor that Mu Shan had mentioned.
Spirit Lord did not know what Jian Wushuang was thinking. Seeing that Jian Wushuang did not seem to care, he continued to speak.
"As the number one magic weapon of Sword Principle in the Divine Land, the Heart-killing Sword is extremely powerful. Apart from the Sword Ancestor, no one else can control it. Moreover, the Heart-killing Sword is a Killing Sword with a strong Evil Qi, so Master Su Ming had to suppress it in Sword-suppression Valley. That's how the valley got its name."
"Under His Excellency Su Ming's suppression, the Heart-killing Sword is usually calm. But almost every hundred years, it becomes restless. Even His Excellency Su Ming could not suppress it. When the time comes, the Sword Essence will sweep out and thousands of swords will come to greet it. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for any Sword Principle Warrior."
"Thousands of swords?" Jian Wushuang was stunned.
"Master Su Ming is broad-minded. Every 100 years, before the Heart-killing Sword becomes agitated, he will invite many Sword Principle experts from the Divine Land to observe. This time, the Heart-killing Sword is about to become agitated, so Master Su Ming still invites Sword Principle experts as usual," Spirit Lord said.
"Although my Marquis is not a Sword Principle Warrior, as a Marquis who controls a territory, he has received the invitation. Moreover, Lord Su Ming asked my Marquis to recommend three Sword Principle experts, including Hunjian Lord and Tianming Lord."
"As for the last one, I recommended you to the marquis."
Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and finally understood why the Spirit Lord had come.
"Swordsman, would you like to go to the Sword-suppression Valley?" Spirit Lord asked with a smile.
"Yes, of course." Jian Wushuang nodded without hesitation.
Seeing this, Spirit God Lord was not surprised.
The Heart-killing Sword was restless and the Ten Thousand Swords Salute was a great opportunity for any Sword Principle Warrior. Others would not have the chance to go even if they wanted to, so which Sword Principle Warrior would refuse such a great opportunity?
However, what Spirit Lord did not know was that Jian Wushuang wanted to go to the Sword-suppression Valley not only because of the opportunity, but also because the Heart-killing Sword was the magic weapon of the Sword Ancestor. And Jian Wushuang was a descendant of the Sword Ancestor's bloodline.
"In that case, get ready and come with me," Spirit Lord said.
Jian Wushuang nodded and called Bing Huo in. After a few words of advice, Jian Wushuang left with Spirit Lord.
In the magnificent palace.
As soon as Jian Wushuang set foot in the palace, he saw a young man in a loose silver robe at the top of the palace. The young man's eyes were like lightning, with a strange magic power.
"Marquis," Spirit Lord said.
"Marquis," Jian Wushuang shouted back.
Marquis Piaoxue looked down and finally fixed his eyes on Jian Wushuang. "Are you Swordsman? The Spirit God has often mentioned you to me. Although there are many lords in the Drifting-blood Marquis Camp, you are the first one who has become a lord in the Saint Realm. "
"You flatter me, Spirit Lord," Jian Wushuang said modestly.
"Sit aside." Marquis Piaoxue waved his hand.
Jian Wushuang immediately sat down at a long narrow table and greeted the other two lords. "Hunjian Lord, Tianming Lord."
"Blood Sword Lord." Hunjian Lord and Tianming Lord, who had already arrived, greeted Jian Wushuang politely.
After some small talk, Marquis Piaoxue spoke again.
"I'm sure the three of you already know about this. After all, Master Su Ming personally invited me, so I can't be careless. The three of you should be the strongest in Sword Principle in Marquis Piaoxue's camp. Don't embarrass me in Sword-suppression Valley."
"Yes." Jian Wushuang and the other two lords immediately responded.
"Good."
Marquis Piaoxue nodded, took out a token, and handed it to Hunjian Lord. "The Sword-suppression Valley will open in half a month. You three should hurry up and go there."
Jian Wushuang and the other two lords looked at each other, then bowed and left.
After leaving the palace, Jian Wushuang, Hunjian Lord, and Tianming Lord gathered together.
"Hunjian Lord, you've been to Sword-suppression Valley once. Tell me and Swordsman about it," Tianming Lord said.
Sword-suppression Valley opened once every 100 years. Hunjian Lord had been there the last time it opened.
"It'll take at least a few days from here to Sword-suppression Valley. There's no hurry. Let's talk about it on the way."
Hunjian Lord smiled faintly. The three of them immediately headed for Sword-suppression Valley.
…
The reopening of Sword-suppression Valley was a great opportunity for many Sword Principle experts in the vast Divine Land.
Jian Wushuang and the other two lords were not the only Sword Principle experts who were attracted to the valley.
The 72 marquises had received invitations from all over the Divine Land. Like Marquis Piaoxue, each marquis had three referrals. Since Master Su Ming, one of the Nine Sovereigns, had personally invited them, none of the marquises dared to refuse. They all sent their three best Sword Principle experts to the valley.
In addition, there were many solitary Sword Principle experts who were not under the control of the marquises. As long as they had high attainments in Sword Principle and were well-known, they would also receive invitations.
At this moment, in a territory that was not under the control of the 72 Nobles, there was a figure on a nameless hill.
This person had a head of silver-white hair. His face was full of vicissitudes of life, and he even had stubble. He carried a long sword on his back.
His eyes were so deep that they seemed to contain the endless void. He just sat there casually, drinking from a jug of wine in his hand.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whooshing sounds could be heard as a dozen figures instantly appeared beside the white-haired man, surrounding him in the center.
These people all had strong auras. They were all Lords. There were more than ten of them.
Among them, the sturdy old man in the lead was a top Overlord!
The burly old man looked at the white-haired man with a hint of violence in his eyes.
"Jian Nantian, let's see where you can escape to this time!"
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