(The front windshield of the car is cracked. It's really troublesome to find the insurance.)
The Earth Demon Abyss was located in the far west of Blue Waves Continent. Chen Zong's final destination was the Earth Demon Abyss, so he had to go west.
Among the 24 continents of Blue Waves Continent, 15 of them were controlled by 15 top-notch forces, and the remaining nine were occupied by many other forces. They appeared particularly chaotic and were called the Scattered Continents.
Chen Zong went west, left the Taiyuan Continent, and entered the Tianjing Continent, one of the nine Scattered Continents.
Along the way, Chen Zong had already investigated all the forces in the Tianjing Continent.
In the Tianjing Continent, there were no powerful forces like the Taiyuan Heavenly Sect, but there were many top-notch high-grade Sect forces like the Fierce Sword Sect. There were no less than three of them.
Only second to the three top-notch Sect forces, there were as many as ten high-grade Sect forces, more than thirty mid-grade Sect forces, and over one hundred low-grade Sect forces.
It could be said that the forces in the Tianjing Continent were many times more powerful than those in Chaotian Island.
Among the one hundred low-grade Sect forces, there was a villa called the Flying Snow Villa, and the master of the villa was called the Flying Snow Sword Monarch.
The huge villa was located on the top of a mountain two thousand meters high. The cold wind was howling, and feather-like white snow was falling down, covering the ground, the walls, and the roof.
The top of the mountain was covered with white snow, reflecting the sunlight.
The white snow peak stood alone, like a huge sword pointing to the sky.
The gate of the villa was red as if it was dyed with blood. It opened gently, and two youths in white gowns walked out, each holding a two-meter-long broom, and began to sweep the snow in front of the villa.
Without saying anything, only the sound of the broom sweeping could be heard. Under the broom, the snow was rolled up and blown in the same direction, just like a white python coming out of its hole, showing the solid foundation of these two youths.
Vaguely, one could see the shadow of a brilliant sword art.
Not long after, a path was swept out, leading to the stairs at the foot of the mountain. The two youths wiped the sweat on their foreheads.
Suddenly, a melodious sword cry rang out from within the villa. It surged endlessly and spread throughout the mountain peak. It only stopped after a full ten breaths of time. The two youths first looked at each other, then turned around and rushed towards the villa as fast as lightning.
"The Villa Master came out."
"I wonder how much the Villa Master's strength increased after three years of seclusion?"
As they discussed in low voices, dozens of people in white robes stood in the spacious courtyard. The older ones were in their fifties or sixties, while the younger ones were in their teens. Every one of them carried a long sword on their back and stood in an orderly manner.
A pale figure walked out from inside. His footsteps were light. With one step, he crossed the long hall and appeared in front of everyone.
This person had long hair that cascaded down like a waterfall. His sideburns were white, and there were crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. His eyes were clear and deep, but he seemed to have experienced a lot. His face was rosy, and his expression was indifferent.
Villa Master........
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Flying Snow Sword Monarch's clear eyes swept across, reflecting the white snow. It was as though he could see through everyone.
These people were the disciples of the Flying Snow Villa.
The Flying Snow Villa was different from the other Sect. They didn't have many disciples, but they strived for excellence. Every disciple of the Flying Snow Villa was talented in sword cultivation.
"Did anything happen during my seclusion?" Sword Lord Flying Snow's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was as cold as the snow.
"Manor Lord, it's nothing serious." The oldest old man bowed slightly and replied: "But a few days ago, someone sent a letter to challenge the Sect Master."
"Challenge me?" Sword Lord Flying Snow was slightly surprised. He waved his hand and sucked the letter from the old man. He flipped it open and said: "Chen Zong? Who is he? "
"Villa Master, this Chen Zong is a rising star in the Dao of Sword. His sword skills are superb. In the past month, he has defeated the Yue Shan Sword, Green Goose Sword, and Swimming Dragon Sword consecutively." The old man replied respectfully.
"Oh." Sword Lord Flying Snow raised his eyebrows slightly. He knew about the Yue Shan Sword, Green Goose Sword, and Swimming Dragon Sword because these three were famous sword experts in this area. They were all at the sixth level of the Extreme Mortal Realm and had superb sword skills. They had challenged him before.
Even though the three of them were defeated by his sword, their sword skills were also superb. For a rising star to be able to defeat the three of them consecutively, it was enough to show that this person had profound attainments in the Dao of Sword. Challenging him was within his expectations. After all, he was the best in this area when it came to sword skills.
Sword Lord!
This wasn't an honor that any sword cultivator could obtain. Only those who had superb attainments in the Dao of Sword and were the best among their peers could obtain this honor.
The reason why Sword Lord Flying Snow could be called Sword Lord was because he had defeated numerous sword cultivators. He represented the highest level of sword skills in the Extreme Mortal Realm in this area. If there was a day when his cultivation reached the Extreme Mortal Realm, he would have a great chance of becoming a Sword King.
In the early years, Sword Lord Flying Snow was often challenged and was used to it. However, in the past ten years, the number of challenges had decreased. This was because he was strong and his sword skills were superb. Those who were weaker than him were no match for him. As for those who were stronger than him, they naturally wouldn't lower themselves to challenge him.
Now, he had just come out of seclusion after three years and had made some progress in the Dao of Sword. Now that there was a sword cultivator challenging him, he could test out his sword skills.
"Tomorrow …" Sword Lord Flying Snow's lips curled into a smile. He was slightly looking forward to it.
… …
Under the Flying Snow Mountain, a silhouette wearing a silver-white robe walked over. At first, he was a few thousand meters away, but in a blink of an eye, he was a few hundred meters away. In another blink of an eye, he was already at the foot of the Flying Snow Mountain. He climbed up the first flight of stairs.
The stairs went straight up, like a sword pointing to the peak of the mountain.
Chen Zong's footsteps didn't seem fast, but in fact, they were as fast as a gust of wind. He climbed up the mountain rapidly. Not long later, Chen Zong had crossed the two kilometer tall mountain.
At the peak of the Flying Snow Mountain, a villa stood tall in the midst of the white snow.
"This place is covered with white snow. The sky is filled with flying snow. The name Flying Snow really lives up to its name …" Chen Zong's gaze swept across the place as he muttered to himself.
It took Chen Zong a few months to travel from the Taiyuan Continent to the Tianjing Continent. During this period of time, Chen Zong rarely fought. Instead, he cultivated and comprehended along the way. His cultivation was slowly increasing, but his progress in other aspects was limited.
After stepping into the Tianjing Continent, Chen Zong went around asking for Extreme Mortal Realm sword cultivators and issued challenges.
There were many martial artists who practiced the sword, but there were not many who were successful in it. There were even fewer who could be called experts in the way of the sword. After more than a month, Chen Zong had challenged more than a dozen famous sword experts, but there were only three who could be called experts.
The Yue Shan Sword was as heavy as a mountain. It fully displayed the strength and weight of the sword, and it was unique.
The Green Goose Sword was as light and swift as a goose flying in the sky. It was lonely and deep.
The Swimming Dragon Sword was as flexible as a swimming dragon flying in the sky.
After defeating these three people, Chen Zong's understanding of the Dao of the Sword became broader.
Today, Chen Zong came to challenge the Flying Snow Sword Monarch, who was known as the number one sword cultivator in this area. He only hoped that this person's sword art could surprise him.
He had already sent the visiting card. Today, he arrived on time.
"I, Chen Zong, am here to ask for guidance from the Flying Snow Sword Monarch." Standing outside the Flying Snow Villa, Chen Zong took a deep breath as he looked at the shocking red door. As he spoke, a sword cry came from the sky and reverberated within the villa.
"They are here."
"Open the door."
Standing outside the door, Chen Zong could vaguely hear the conversation. Soon after, a series of footsteps could be heard. Finally, the door was opened. The door that was dyed red with blood was opened. More than ten young men wearing white short robes and carrying swords on their backs appeared on both sides of the door. Each of them stood straight and their backs were like swords. They looked straight ahead as if they didn't see Chen Zong.
From their bodies, Chen Zong could feel a trace of coldness and sharpness. He could not help but sigh secretly. As expected of the Flying Snow Villa, the most famous sword sect within a radius of 5,000 miles. Although he had not fought with them yet, with Chen Zong's attainments in the way of the sword, he could tell that these young men had high attainments in the way of the sword.
From this, he could tell that the Flying Snow Sword Monarch's attainments in the Dao of the Sword were extremely profound.
"Are you Chen Zong?" A slightly old voice sounded. Soon after, an old man wearing a white robe and carrying a sword on his back stepped out.
The old man's hair and beard were all white, but his face was ruddy. His body emitted a hot aura like a burning fire.
"The Flying Snow Sword Monarch?" Chen Zong nodded and asked.
"I am the First Sword Attendant of the Sword Monarch. If you want to challenge the Sword Monarch, you have to defeat me first to prove your qualifications." The old man said with a voice full of energy. His voice was like the sound of metal clashing, and the sound was ear-piercing. His eyes emitted an incomparably shocking radiance that was as sharp as an unsheathed sword, and his body was suffused with invisible sword energy.
The Flying Snow Villa was different from other Sects. They didn't have many members, and they weren't called disciples, elders, or deacons. They were all called Sword Attendants, and the strongest one was called the First Sword Attendant.
"Please." Chen Zong wasn't surprised.
The First Sword Attendant's aura made Chen Zong know that he was at the Fifth Tier of the Extreme Mortal Realm. As for his sword skills, he would only know when they fought.
"Take one of my strikes first." As soon as the First Sword Attendant's voice fell, the long sword on his back seemed to fly into the air. A snow-white, cold sword light leaped into the air and turned into an arc of light. It was like a crescent moon made of snow, striking down from the sky.
The First Sword Attendant already knew that Chen Zong had defeated the Yue Shan Sword, the Qingyan Sword, and the Swimming Dragon Sword. His sword skills and strength must be very strong, but he didn't know how strong he was. Therefore, he used his true strength as soon as he attacked.
As soon as he attacked, the sword light had yet to reach him, but the terrifying sword pressure had already split open the ground, creating a long trench that quickly extended tens of meters away.
The other Sword Attendants of the Flying Snow Villa all stared with their eyes wide open. They all practiced the same set of sword skills, but their levels were different. Now that they saw the First Sword Attendant attack, they naturally couldn't miss it. Maybe they would be able to comprehend something and improve their own sword skills.
"Not bad, this Clear Snow Style already has the essence." In the villa, the Flying Snow Sword Monarch nodded his head in approval.
Chen Zong raised his head and looked at the crescent moon like snow-white sword light that was striking down from the sky. His body could clearly feel the coldness emitted by the sword light. It penetrated straight into his bones, as if it wanted to freeze his Qi and blood, making it hard for him to move.
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