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Chapter 320

Words:2766Update:22/06/26 09:40:39

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When the High Sect Ancestors and the other Legends who were watching the battle trembled at Su Qin's terrifying strength.

Su Qin had returned to the palace.

The Emperor of Tang, Su Yueyun, and the others immediately surrounded Su Qin. They wanted to say something but hesitated, staring at Su Qin.

"If you have any questions, just ask." Su Qin smiled gently. After entering the Earth Immortal Realm, his every move was in harmony with heaven and earth. Even if he did not reveal any aura, it was enough to make people's hearts palpitate.

The stronger one was, the clearer it was to experience this.

"Third Brother, the one who appeared in front of us during this time is …" The Emperor of Tang hesitated for a while and asked cautiously.

"That's one of my incarnations," Su Qin said calmly.

Before becoming an Earth Immortal, Su Qin might have needed to hide the existence of his incarnations. After all, only the real Earth Immortals had incarnations. Below the Earth Immortal Realm, the power of the Primordial Spirit was not enough, so how could they dare to split their Primordial Spirit?

Su Qin only dared to try to split his incarnations in the Myth Realm because he had the [Demonic Will Split Parasitism] and countless pills to replenish the Primordial Spirit.

As for now, Su Qin had completely entered the Earth Immortal Realm. There was no need to hide the existence of his incarnations because there was no need to hide it.

"Incarnation …"

The Emperor of Tang blinked.

"Don't worry, the incarnation is me. There's no difference," Su Qin explained patiently.

"My Lord, has the Earth Immortal Raytheon completely fallen?" Old Man Fei Yu asked tentatively when he saw that no one else asked.

"He's completely fallen." Su Qin nodded slightly.

After completely burning Lei Xuanzi into nothingness with the Golden Pupil of the Great Sun, Su Qin deliberately stayed for a while and scanned with the power of his Primordial Spirit and Great Accomplishment Domain. Finally, he opened the Eye of Truth and confirmed that Lei Xuanzi's aura had completely disappeared before leaving.

How could Su Qin not know about eliminating the source of trouble? Even the martial artists in the Lower Realm knew about this?

"It's good that he's fallen." Old Man Fei Yu and the other Legends immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

At first, they were worried that Lei Xuanzi's Primordial Spirit would escape and seek revenge in the future. Now it seemed that Su Qin had erased their worries.

"Third Uncle, you're really too strong. Even Grandpa Wan Jian can't compare to you …" Li Wan said excitedly.

"Grandpa Ten Thousand Swords?"

Su Qin was slightly stunned.

In the next moment, Su Qin slowly looked at Li Wan. To be precise, he was looking at the extremely illusory sword essence in Li Wan's body.

Kenzu had comprehended the Sword Will from the nine thousand-foot sword peaks on the Ten Thousand Swords Island. It was said to be one of the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist's legacies, and was extremely precious.

When Su Qin brought Li Wan back, he had carefully examined the Sword Will but could not find anything. The Sword Will was extremely illusory, and even if it had parasitized Li Wan's body, it would only last for a few hundred years at most. After that, the Sword Will would completely collapse.

Even so, at this very moment, when Su Qin had completely stepped into the realm of Earthly Immortals and looked at the Sword Will again, he saw something that he had never seen before.

"Hmph!"

A cold look appeared on Su Qin's face as he raised his right hand and gently pressed.

In an instant, the Sword Will in Li Wan's body was forcibly pulled out by Su Qin.

The Sword Will was illusory and kept churning before finally turning into an illusory middle-aged man with a gaze as sharp as a sword.

"The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist?"

Su Qin said flatly as he stared at the illusory middle-aged man.

Even if Su Qin had never met the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist, he was absolutely certain that even if the illusory middle-aged man he had forced out was not the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist, there was a great connection between him and the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist from over four thousand years ago.

Otherwise, who could unleash such a pure Sword Will aside from the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist, a swordsmanship land immortal from over four thousand years ago?

"Master has long since fallen. I am merely a Sword Spirit he left behind." The illusory middle-aged man sighed softly and said truthfully.

A Sword Spirit was a swordsmanship land immortal who split a portion of his Yuan Spirit and refined it according to the method of refining mystic treasures.

From a certain point of view, a Sword Spirit was an independent lifeform that had nothing to do with the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist, although it might have inherited part of the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist's memories and hence become a brand-new lifeform.

A Sword Spirit was not human, and was more like a spiritual lifeform.

Of course, there were many ways for a Sword Spirit to be born, with the most common being for a divine sword to naturally develop a spirituality after thousands of years, which would then accumulate over endless time and gradually form a spirit.

However, the latter would take an exceedingly long time to condense a Sword Spirit — at least ten thousand years. Moreover, the aura of the illusory middle-aged man before him was of the same origin as the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist, which meant that he could only be refined from a portion of the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist's Yuan Spirit.

"Sword Spirit?"

Su Qin's eyes narrowed slightly, but he believed most of it in his heart.

The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist was a land immortal from over four thousand years ago. Logically speaking, he should have died of old age, so how could he have lived until now?

It would make sense if he was a Sword Spirit.

A Sword Spirit was neither the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist nor a human, but a spiritual lifeform that could easily live for thousands of years.

"Why did the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist keep you?" Su Qin asked flatly with a calm expression.

"Master wishes to pass down his legacy." The illusory middle-aged man quickly answered, being very cooperative.

Even the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist might not be able to defeat Su Qin's ability over four thousand years ago, let alone a mere Sword Spirit.

Therefore, the only thing the middle-aged man could do if he wanted to live was to answer any of Su Qin's questions.

"Pass down his legacy?"

"Isn't Wanjian School the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist's legacy?"

Su Qin replied noncommittally.

Having destroyed Wanjian School with his own hands, he was naturally aware that the Wanjian School was a sect established by the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist.

"Wanjian School?"

The illusory middle-aged man shook his head. "Wanjian School isn't a legacy my master left behind. It was merely a descendant who discovered my master's cave abode and learned a few of my master's moves, before shamelessly boasting that it was my master's sect."

There was a hint of disdain on the middle-aged man's face at that.

"I see."

Su Qin appeared thoughtful when he heard that.

That would explain why Wanjian School was so weak. Even Kenzu, the sect's most powerful individual, had only metamorphosed into a Primordial Spirit.

After all, even the Kurogenkyo, which had never produced an Earth Immortal, had the First Ancestor who was comparable to a half-step Earth Immortal. How could Wanjian School, a sect that inherited the legacy of an Earth Immortal of Sword Dao, only have one Kenzu?

After all, if an Earth Immortal had truly left his legacy behind, he would definitely have set up many layers of reserves, even specifically selecting some Dao Protectors to elevate their ability to half-step Earth Immortal. They would then seal themselves in slumber and only awaken when the sect was in danger.

On the other hand, Wanjian School …

The Ten Thousand Swords Daoist was an Earth Immortal from over four thousand years ago. Compared to other Earth Immortals who had long since passed away, he was considered extremely 'young'. How could he not be able to resist Su Qin?

After all, Su Qin's Primordial Spirit had yet to metamorphose when he destroyed Wanjian School. If a half-step Earth Immortal was truly slumbering in the Wanjian School, Su Qin would have to pay a price even if he relied on his many trump cards to destroy Wanjian School.

While half-step Earth Immortals were not as strong as true Earth Immortals, they still had glimpses of the essence of Earth Immortals, and their every move would be above ordinary pinnacle myths.

Even as Su Qin conversed with the sword spirit left behind by the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist, the crowd around them was left gaping.

The information that the illusory middle-aged man spoke of was definitely a great secret of the overseas martial world.

That was especially the case for the old man Fei Yu. He never imagined that Wanjian School was not the sect that the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist had left behind, and that it had simply been taken over by someone else.

"No wonder the Shaman King of Witchcraft attacked Wanjian School three thousand years ago, only to stop in front of the nine thousand-feet sword peaks. Perhaps the Shaman King had already realized that Wanjian School was not the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist's true sect, which was why he left in disinterest."

In the blink of an eye, one thought after another flashed through the old man Fei Yu's mind.

"So, the only reason you've placed yourself in Li Wan's body is to teach her the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist's legacy?"

Su Qin looked at the illusory middle-aged man with a half-smile.

"Exactly."

The illusory middle-aged man's expression turned solemn as he said solemnly, "Although Wan 'er's talent is only at the Body of the Sword Heart, her understanding of the sword is unbelievably profound, and much better than that Kenzu."

"That Kenzu had studied for centuries without being initiated, but Wan 'er has surpassed him in just a few years …" The illusory middle-aged man's voice abruptly turned fanatical at that.

With Li Wan's talent, she could surpass Kenzu and ascend to the level of an Earth Immortal in four hundred years at most if she took things step by step and received the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist's legacy step by step.

As for whether she could reach the level of an Earth Immortal in the end, no one could guarantee that. Even the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist had only ascended to the level of an Earth Immortal due to luck, and there was no way to replicate it.

In fact, no one could be certain that they could become an Earth Immortal even in the era of the Revival of the Tides of Vitality.

While innate talent and comprehension were important to reach the level of an Earth Immortal, luck and opportunity were equally indispensable.

"Is that so?"

Su Qin's mastery of his Domain and Yuan Spirit shrouded the area. After confirming that the illusory middle-aged man was not lying, he continued, "One last question."

"Please ask, Heavenly One."

The illusory middle-aged man quickly said, "I would not hide anything as long as I know …"

"Did the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist enter the immortal sect all those years ago?" Su Qin's gaze was profound as he enunciated each word.

Over the course of ten thousand years, every Earth Immortal who was born would wander the universe in their later years, scouring the world in search of immortal sects, vainly hoping to borrow their power to improve themselves and live another life.

Naturally, the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist was no exception.

And what Su Qin was curious about was whether the Ten Thousand Swords Daoist had actually entered the immortal sect all those years ago.

"Immortal sect?"

The illusory middle-aged man's expression changed slightly.

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