However, seeing that Mo Heng was silent and unwilling to say more, Su Yu naturally did not probe further.
"Go inside," Su Yu said.
Under Mo Heng's lead, the two arrived in front of the Sword Sacred Tribe's giant sword.
At the entrance, there was a white-haired, red-haired old man whose entire body was burning with flames. He sat there, checking the invitations of the people who entered one by one.
The inspection process was very slow, so there was a small queue in front of the door.
Coincidentally, Su Yu actually saw a familiar person.
It was Fugu Zen, who had killed his companions on the abandoned civilization and then used the Pear Blossom Fantasy to woo Xia Jingyu.
At the moment, Fengguchan was only an attendant. Beside him was a dignified middle-aged woman with an extraordinary temperament. She held an invitation in her hand.
"Is the Wind Clan still at the level of the Holy Clan?" Su Yu was slightly surprised.
I thought they were just an ordinary race.
The senses between strong martial artists were very acute. Fenggu Zen noticed Su Yu's gaze immediately. He turned his head to look, and his brows furrowed immediately. There was a hint of surprise in his expression.
Although Su Yu was still wearing the black robe to conceal his true appearance, he had noticed Su Yu when they had brushed past each other in the abandoned civilization, and he felt that Su Yu seemed familiar.
Now that they met again, it was too much of a coincidence.
However, he couldn't remember where he had seen Su Yu before. Why did he feel like he had met him before?
What surprised him the most was that the other party was able to get an invitation from the Famed Sword Sacred Clan. Didn't that mean that he had the strength of a Great Saint?
"Gu Chan, who are you looking at?" The dignified beauty followed his gaze and murmured in surprise, "Has the Temple of Heaven been invited as well?"
Fengguchan was slightly puzzled. Could the black-robed man be from the Palace of Heaven? But the Palace of Heaven should not have been invited.
Looking at Su Yu again, Fenggu Zen had a faint sense of hostility. "Master, this person's identity is suspicious. It's best to investigate."
The dignified beauty looked at the black-robed Su Yu and said expressionlessly, "The Famous Sword Saint Clan is here, so there is no need to overstep your authority. They will check it themselves."
Soon, it was the Wind Clan's turn.
The dignified beauty took out the invitation letter and smoothly passed the inspection. Before leaving, her red lips parted slightly and she said a few words.
The red-haired old man, whose entire body was covered in raging flames, nodded without batting an eyelid.
After five minutes, it was finally Su Yu and Bai Xue's turn.
First, Bai Xue took out her invitation. The red-haired old man looked at it, then at Bai Xue.
Bai Xue's identity was very easy to identify. Anyone with a slightly higher level would know that Bai Xue was from the Temple of Heaven.
The Temple of Heaven was only at the level of an aristocratic family, so in theory, it was not invited.
However, the Sword Sacred Tribe only recognized the invitation, not the person, so they did not stop them.
When it was Su Yu's turn, the red-haired old man looked at him and said, "Take out your invitation letter and official document."
Hmm?
The invitation letter was one thing, but the document … Back when Zhang Xuan cleared the passageway to the Nine-Star Civilization, the document had been destroyed because he had seen through it.
There was no way he could take out a second set.
Moreover, when other people entered the Famed Sword Saint Tribe, they only needed to check the invitation letter. Why did Su Yu need to check the official document?
"What is the reason for checking the document?" Su Yu asked coldly.
That dignified beauty must have said something.
A hint of coldness flickered in his heart. He did not find trouble with Fenggu Chan, but the latter took the initiative to find him!
Hmph!
The red-haired old man's face was filled with a fierce aura. "The reason is that I want to be examined."
He could examine whoever he wanted. If he did not agree, he could choose not to come!
Su Yu's eyes narrowed, but he did not intend to argue with him here. That would only be of no help and would instead cause more trouble.
The Soul Energy in his palm changed, transforming into an official document. It was the same one he had used before.
He just did not know if he could hide it from the red-haired old man in front of him.
The cultivation level of the other party was not something the ordinary people at the entrance of the passageway could compare to.
"There is no need to check, he is my friend," Mo Heng said expressionlessly as he walked up from behind with his hands clasped behind his back.
The red-haired old man's gaze shifted toward Mo Heng, a hint of disdain in his eyes. "I was wondering who it was. So it's that good-for-nothing."
He was especially rude to Mo Heng.
However, it seemed that Mo Heng still had some influence. The red-haired old man did not make things difficult for Mo Heng. He glanced at Su Yu. "Since you are a friend of that good-for-nothing, there is no need for the official document. Let me check the invitation letter."
Su Yu took out the invitation letter. The red-haired old man took out a mirror and looked at it. A message was engraved into the mirror.
"Alright, go in," the red-haired old man said expressionlessly.
With that, Su Yu successfully passed through, stepping into the Famed Sword Holy Tribe.
At that moment, a shocking wave of heat assaulted him, as if he was in a giant furnace.
Flames could be seen drifting everywhere. He had to protect his body with his energy the entire time, or he would definitely be burned.
Mo Heng's voice came from behind him. "The manor of the Famed Sword Holy Tribe is a natural crafting furnace."
Su Yu stopped in his tracks, cupping his fists toward him. "Thank you for helping me out."
Mo Heng waved his hands nonchalantly. "Compared to the debt of saving my life, this is nothing."
He looked at Bai Xue, who was waiting for Su Yu not far away. "I will not accompany you any further. Farewell."
Su Yu watched him leave, then went to meet up with Bai Xue.
The latter had a look of disappointment. "I thought you were stuck at the door. I was happy for nothing."
Su Yu took a look at her face, which was still showing signs of relief, and said, "Did you worry for nothing?"
"Dream on!" Bai Xue rolled her eyes.
Su Yu's gaze swept to the southeast corner. A figure quietly left from the shadows. It was Feng Guchan.
"I might have met some unfriendly enemies here," Su Yu said. "Do you choose to continue with me, or move alone?"
Perhaps there would be a small conflict with the Feng Clan.
"You want to abandon me?" Bai Xue asked without hesitation.
How could she feel at ease being surrounded by so many Great Sages? It was safer to stay by Su Yu's side.
Su Yu had a faint smile. "You're one of my people?"
Bai Xue blushed. "You've seen me naked. No matter what, I'm still half yours!"
"I'm sorry, I'm still young. Old woman, please stay away from me." Su Yu smiled.
Bai Xue clenched her fists, glaring at Su Yu angrily. "To be honest, I really want to hammer you to death!"
The favorable impression that she had accumulated with great difficulty along the way was instantly wiped clean by him.
"Wait until I get the primordial energy," Bai Xue said angrily. "We'll go our separate ways and never meet again."
Su Yu smiled without saying a word. Under the guidance of a servant, he stepped down to the basement level.
The Absolute Heaven Sword was being forged underground.
"Guest, it's very hot inside. Please be careful." The servant stood at the entrance, not daring to advance any further.
Su Yu turned a blind eye to it and stepped in. With Prince Mirrorflower's body, these flames posed no threat to him at all.
But to Bai Xue, it was fatal.
In terms of danger, it was no less than the aftermath of the Burial Battlefield.
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