Rumble!
A series of lightning bolts streaked across the sky. Heavy rain poured down from the Sword Collection palace, splashing onto the empty, stone plains. Originally, people practised the sword day and night here, regardless of the cold, heat, wind, frost, rain, or snow.
Apart from the thunder and rain, everything was silent. Under the dark clouds, the mountains and forests seemed even darker. Clouds and mist lingered between the mountains.
The Sword Collection palace had already been closed for many days. Under the supervision of the various sword masters, all the disciples had returned to their respective peaks. They were not allowed to leave the palace without permission. At the same time, no outsiders were allowed in either.
On Heaven's Reliance peak, the sword masters and elders of the various peaks gathered in the main hall. The discussion had already gone on for several days.
The demon seed had already been planted in their respective sword embryos, but it was not enough to make them completely demonized, nor did they have the right to collude with the Demon domain. As a result, some people suggested going to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga and finding a way to purge the demon seed from their sword embryos, but they were immediately met with fierce opposition. Not only was this placing their lives in the hands of others, but even if they succeeded, their cultivation would be destroyed. To a sword cultivator, this was even more terrifying than death.
The group split into two groups, accusing one another of cowardice, incompetence, abandoning themselves to depravity, despicable shamelessness … Under the drive of new and old grievances, anger, and demonic nature, someone drew their sword very soon. If it were not for the guest elders who stepped forward to mediate, it would basically become a battle to the death.
The walls and pillars of the hall were still covered in many slashes. This was a sight that the Sword Collection palace had never seen in the past several millennia.
The discussion came to nothing, so it fell silent in the end. The lanterns had been extinguished a long time ago, but no one paid any attention to them. Only bolts of lightning would illuminate the hall from time to time, but they could not illuminate everyone's sunken faces.
A disheveled, unkempt daoist priest arrived under the eaves outside the hall. He picked up the gourd of alcohol and took a random sip, gazing at the silver snakes dancing in the dark clouds. He sighed, "Sigh, it's been many years since I've seen such restless lightning. It's an ominous sign! I wonder how Zijian is doing. "He touched the Lightning Slaughter sword on his waist and thought," He's fine! "
The other guest elders emerged from the hall as well, exchanging glances with one another. They were all rather glad that none of them had drawn their swords from the Sword Collection peak. Some of them were not even sword cultivators, so they did not have to worry about the demonic seed's invasion.
The Hidden Sword Peak was submerged in the rolling dark clouds. Only a dozen huge chains that flew into the clouds could prove its existence. From time to time, lightning would strike the chains. The dark chains would light up for a while and then go out again.
"Gentlemen. I think it's about time. We've already done our best by staying here. They're waiting for the Heaven and Earth Elders to make a decision. If the Heaven and Earth Elders really decide to ally with the Demon Region, we won't even have a Demon Seed. I'm afraid it won't be easy. "With that, Zhou Tong flew off on his sword.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou is right. Let's go!"
That was exactly what they were thinking. Although the Sword Collection palace had given them many benefits, it was not their own sect after all. There was no such thing as "loyalty". Since this big tree was already on the verge of collapse, they, the foreign macaques, could not do anything to it. Naturally, he had to leave first.
Zhou Tong had just flown into the air when a dignified voice suddenly descended from above the clouds. "Without my command, no one is allowed to leave!"
"Elder Tian!" The swordmasters and elders rushed out of the hall and raised their heads. Through the drifting dark clouds, they saw elder Tian standing on the Hidden Sword peak. His eyes flickered with unprecedented light.
Zhou Tong felt a tremendous, sharp pressure suddenly fall from the sky, landing heavily on the rock plateau. He could not help but tighten his grip on the Lightning Slaughter sword and grit his teeth. "Looks like the rumours are true! The Sword Collection palace really is working together with the bastards of the Demon Region. "
"Whether it's the Demon Region or the nine provinces, the only thing we pursue is strength! Only strength can allow us to transcend freely. Without strength, no matter how much good we do, we'll still be like ants. We'll already be lucky to live for a hundred years. "
Elder Tian's voice seemed to resound through the Hidden Sword peak. It was even louder than thunder. The chains trembled with it, producing a great clatter that mixed with the thunder. It was difficult to tell them apart.
Many of the swordmasters and elders agreed. The words' righteousness' and 'evil' were far too abstract. Only strength was real. Even the group who had firmly opposed it in the beginning began to waver under elder Tian's dignified declaration.
Zhou Tong laughed aloud. He called out against the rain, "Those who triumph over others are powerful, and those who triumph over themselves are powerful! Elder Tian, you've wasted a thousand years of cultivation, yet you can't even understand something as simple as that? If you lose your heart, what's the use of strength? "
Elder Tian said, "Zhou Tong, is this the same as Daoism again? Now, I'll show you what's the use of strength. You're a guest elder of the Sword Collection palace, yet you refuse to follow the ways of the Sword Collection palace. You can go die! "
Bang! Zhou Tong was slammed heavily against the stone platform by an invisible force.
"Elder Zhou!" "Fellow Zhou!" The guest elders paled in fright.
"Let's go. I don't know what he's doing on the Hidden Sword peak. He can't use his full strength right now. It'll be too late once he manages to free himself," Zhou Tong said with difficulty.
"Killing you is as easy as flipping my hand. However, the Sword Collection palace is about to welcome its greatest glory in history. I hope you can witness this with me!"
Elder Tian said. After so many days of hard work, he was only a step away from refining the Forsaken Immortal sword. Very soon, he would become the master of the Forsaken Immortal sword, as well as the master of the Sword Collection palace.
He urged the Forsaken Immortal sword soul inside, "Hurry up. Help me refine the Forsaken Immortal sword, and I'll release you afterwards!"
"You sure know how to dream. Do you really think you're worthy of being my master? No, I don't have a master!" The Forsaken Immortal sword soul said.
"What did you say? Do you want to be chained here forever? If you don't help me refine the Forsaken Immortal sword, I'll never release you! "Elder Tian was both surprised and furious as he threatened sternly.
"Hehe, you're just the final obstacle … Now, my servants, cut off all your chains, and I'll grant you even greater power!"
The Forsaken Immortal sword soul's twisted and perverse voice rang out in the heads of all the sword masters and elders. It was filled with a strange, bewitching power, as if it was their own thoughts. The demonic seed immediately erupted, and the demonic nature rapidly spread.
"You …" Elder Tian heard the voice as well, as if the Forsaken Immortal sword soul was mocking him for his stupidity. He had reached the most crucial moment of the refinement. Even if he wanted to free himself, he definitely would not be able to do so quickly.
Clang! Yin Xiaochou immediately pulled out the Breaking Water Sword and slashed at the nearest chain. The sword masters and elders all acted as if they were possessed.
Sparks flew everywhere, resonating with the lightning.
Zhou Tong stood up and watched this terrifying scene with the other guest elders. Without any hesitation, he flew away as fast as he could.
Elder Tian, however, could not move. He could only watch. Once he was freed from the shackles of the Heaven and Earth Sword Formation, the Forsaken Immortal sword soul could kill him with just the backlash of its sword intent.
Could it be that he had really lost the gamble this time?
At this moment, a sword light rushed out of the ground. Elder Tian waved his sleeve, and all the sword masters and elders were swept away.
"Junior Brother!" Elder Tian was pleasantly surprised. With a great sword cultivator here, the Forsaken Immortal sword soul's tricks were useless. "Forsaken Immortal, you've used up all your trump cards, but I can still give you a chance. Let me refine it!"
"Used up all my trump cards? Give me a chance? Hehehehe! "
A guest elder had just rushed out of the sea of clouds when he was swallowed in one gulp and chewed to pieces.
Zhou Tong suddenly turned around. A flying locust the size of a mountain was breaking through the sea of clouds at an unbelievable speed.
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