The white clouds were like smoke, and the sky was vast and mighty.
The completely different scenery gradually cleared away the haze in Chen Zong's heart.
This was the territory of Ming Sword Continent.
He walked briskly and evenly along the wide sandy road. Facing the rising sun, his shadow was constantly elongating.
Even so, there was still a haze buried in the deepest part of his heart. No matter how bright the sky was, it couldn't disperse.
"I wonder if Big Brother is still alive?" Chen Zong was a little absent-minded as he muttered to himself.
The trip to the Demon Suppressing Fortress had left a deep impression on Chen Zong. It was like a brand in his life that wouldn't disappear until death.
The demon army invaded. In that battle, there were countless casualties. It was full of ups and downs, from despair to hope and then to despair. When he thought that the situation was over, the general sacrificed himself to activate the great array hidden under the Demon Suppressing Fortress.
Sealing Heaven Decimating Earth Demon Suppression Array!
When the great array was activated, it directly sealed the Demon Suppressing Fortress. The demons couldn't enter or leave, but the humans weren't restricted.
The seal lasted for ten years.
Ten years!
This was equivalent to ten years of breathing time for the humans. These ten years were also incomparably important. It allowed the humans to recuperate and recover from the consumption of that battle.
However, the demons were powerful and ferocious. No one knew whether the humans could still defeat them after ten years.
It was as if an invisible sword was hanging above their heads, and could fall at any time and pierce through their heads. This kind of pressure made it difficult for many people to breathe.
As for the space passage, it was destroyed by the joint attack of the three generals and the remaining hundred Sky Profound Realm experts. It cut off the retreat of the demons and also cut off the path of the demons to enter the Blue Waves Continent again.
In other words, after ten years, the demons in the Demon Suppressing Fortress only had two choices.
Either die in battle or attack and occupy the Blue Waves Continent.
Since the demons were sealed in the Demon Suppressing Fortress, the Demon Suppressing Army reorganized. Some stayed to guard and prevent people from deliberately destroying the great array, and some left to increase their strength as much as possible.
Chen Zong also chose to leave.
For the time being, he put the matter of the Demon Suppressing Fortress aside. The next stop was Ming Sword Continent.
Now that he had become a King, he was invincible in the Extreme Mortal Realm. It was time to look for the Heavenly Master Sword Sect that had been founded by the Heavenly Master Jiandi.
Heavenly Master Jiandi... Heavenly Master Sword Sect... Duan Guchun... Ban Zhongquan.
The Heavenly Master Jiandi was dead, and no one knew if the Heavenly Master Sword Sect was still in Bright Sword Continent, or if it had already disappeared into the river of time.
As for Duan Guchun and Ban Zhongquan, one was the first disciple of Senior Tongtian Jiandi, while the other was the third disciple.
According to the consciousness left behind by Jiandi, Duan Guchun and Ban Zhongquan were both in the Profound Sky Realm at that time. Of them, Ban Zhongquan was stronger because his talent was more outstanding.
However, Ban Zhongquan was ambitious. He coveted Jiandi's opportunity and joined forces with others to severely injure the Heavenly Master Jiandi. As a result, the Heavenly Master Jiandi was poisoned by the demonic poison and died.
"Demonic poison..." Thinking of this, Chen Zong's heart was filled with hatred and killing intent.
His master, the Lord of Mount Cangyu, was poisoned by the demonic poison and had yet to wake up. His life was limited.
Senior Tongtian Jiandi was poisoned by the demonic poison and died.
In addition, Chen Zong was more sensitive to the demonic poison after the recent battle at the Demon Suppressing Fortress.
Because the demonic poison came from the Demon Race.
"Ban Zhongquan is in cahoots with the Demon Race. Even if they are not directly in cahoots, they are related." Chen Zong thought to himself, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Whoever was in cahoots with the Demon Race, whether directly or indirectly, deserved to die.
However, more than a thousand years had passed. According to the Heavenly Master Jiandi, if Ban Zhongquan did not die, it was very likely that he would become an Emperor. Chen Zong was no match for an Emperor.
"Let's find out more about the Heavenly Master Sword Sect first." Chen Zong thought to himself. As for the rest, he would take it one step at a time. When he was strong enough, he would help the Heavenly Master Jiandi clean up the sect.
Beside the wide and long sandy road, there were a few thatched huts. Outside the huts, there was a simple straw shed. Under the straw shed, there were a few old tables and chairs. On top of the tables were a few frosted tea bowls.
There were a few people sitting in the tea shed, discussing something.
Chen Zong walked over and sat down on an empty table.
"Old man, a cup of tea." Chen Zong's tone was light.
"Coming." An old man with white hair and beard, but a ruddy complexion, walked over with quick steps while carrying a large teapot. He skillfully poured a cup of amber-colored tea for Chen Zong. The aroma of the tea spread out and refreshed Chen Zong's mind.
It was a good cup of tea.
As he drank the tea, Chen Zong pondered while listening to the people at the next table. It was related to the Demon-suppressing Fortress.
The news of that battle was not sealed off. Instead, it was spread out.
"You must be from other continents, young man." The old man in the tea shed asked with a smile as he poured more tea for Chen Zong. His voice sounded old, but it was full of vigor and vitality. However, Chen Zong did not sense any strong aura from this old man.
In other words, this old man was either an ordinary person with a weak cultivation base, or an expert who hid his cultivation base. However, the former was more likely.
"Old man, how can you tell?" Chen Zong could not help but smile and ask in return.
"Intuition." The old man smiled and said, "I've been running this tea shed for more than 40 years. I've seen countless people."
Chen Zong couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of this.
"By the way, old man, you know a lot about the Bright Sword Continent, don't you?" Chen Zong asked.
"That depends on the aspect." The old man smiled and said, "But I'm a native of the Bright Sword Continent. When I was young, I traveled extensively and can be considered to have some knowledge. Now that I've been guarding this tea shed, guests from all directions pass by and talk about the world. There are all kinds of strange things. As I listen, this old man knows more."
"How many Emperor level experts are there in the Bright Sword Continent?" Chen Zong's question stunned the old man. This question was too high. Immediately, Chen Zong shook his head and smiled. To ask a person with a low cultivation base such a question, the other party might not even know what an Emperor level expert was.
"An Emperor level expert? That's too high of a mountain to look up to." The old man came back to his senses and laughed, "If it were an ordinary person, I would have been stumped by your question. But although I'm an ordinary person, my knowledge is not low."
"A few years ago, I heard that an Emperor level expert was born in the Bright Sword Continent, but that was many years ago. Currently, there are probably no Emperor level experts in the Bright Sword Continent." The old man smiled and said.
Generally speaking, only the top 15 forces had one or two or even three or four Emperor level experts. The other top Sect that was second to the top 15 forces had a very low probability of having an Emperor level expert.
Of course, this was all on the surface. It was hard to say whether there were hidden in the dark. Without reaching that level, it was difficult to know.
"I once heard from my elders that nearly 2,000 years ago, there was a supreme existence that swept the continent. He was called the Heavenly Master Jiandi." When Chen Zong mentioned the Heavenly Master Jiandi, the old man's pupils shrank, but recovered quickly. It was so fast that even Chen Zong did not notice. "I also heard that the Heavenly Master Jiandi founded the Heavenly Master Sword Sect. I practice the sword and was very curious. This time, I went out to train and wanted to pay a visit to the Heavenly Master Sword Sect to see the sword techniques that the Heavenly Master Jiandi had passed down. But I don't know which direction the Heavenly Master Sword Sect should go."
"You were born too late." The old man sighed and smiled. "The Heavenly Master Sword Sect has long become history."
Hearing this, Chen Zong's heart skipped a beat.
Become history?
Could it be that the Sect founded by the Heavenly Master Jiandi had disappeared just like that?
"Many years ago, the Heavenly Master Sword Sect disappeared without a trace. Some say that it was disbanded, while others say that it left. No one knows where it went." The old man smiled.
"Sir, do you know where the ruins of the Heavenly Master Sword Sect are? I would like to pay my respects," Chen Zong said, looking like a swordsman who was on a pilgrimage to the Dao of the Sword.
"Head north. After passing by White Sword City, head east for another 300 miles. There is a mountain called the Broken Sword Peak. The Heavenly Master Sword Sect used to be on the Broken Sword Peak." The old man smiled and pointed the way for Chen Zong.
"Thank you, sir." Chen Zong clasped his fists.
After drinking two bowls of tea, Chen Zong did not have a spiritual shell to pay for it. The old man did not accept it. It was just two bowls of tea, not worth much.
But when Chen Zong passed by the old man, he stuffed a low-grade spiritual source into the old man's hand.
A piece of low-grade spirit source was nothing to the current Chen Zong.
Holding the low-grade spiritual source, the old man looked at Chen Zong's back as he left. He could not help but smile.
"Is he really here to pay his respects to the ruins of the Heavenly Master Sword Sect?" He shook his head. That should be the gist of it. The old man retracted his gaze and poured more tea for the other guests.
He set off alone, heading north.
"The Heavenly Master Sword Sect …" Chen Zong muttered to himself as he walked. "Could it really have been disbanded?"
It looked like that was most likely the case. But he still wanted to pay a visit to the ruins of the Heavenly Master Sword Sect.
No matter what, the legacy that the Heavenly Master Jiandi had given him meant that he was fated to be with the Heavenly Master Sword Sect.
Chen Zong's speed increased. In the blink of an eye, he had become a shooting star that streaked across the ground.
Chen Zong traversed mountains and crossed rivers. The long journey seemed to be shortened infinitely under his incredible speed. Chen Zong saw the silhouette of a city.
That city was very unique. It was the most unique one that Chen Zong had seen so far.
The city walls were white. No matter how the wind blew, rain, or sun shone, the white was not tainted in the slightest. Under the sunlight, it reflected a dazzling light.
As he neared, he could see more clearly. Some of the buildings in the city were very tall. They stood like sword pagodas in the middle of the city, like a symbol.
"White Sword City …"
With a smile on his face, Chen Zong approached quickly.
Bright Sword Continent was different from the other continents. Or rather, it had its own unique characteristics.
Because the Heavenly Master Jiandi had swept across the continent for two thousand years, suppressing all the experts of the same generation, Bright Sword Continent had become a gathering place for swordsmanship. Every martial artist of Bright Sword Continent preferred swordsmanship, and their weapon of choice was the sword.
Although the Heavenly Master Jiandi had become history and the Heavenly Master Sword Sect had ceased to exist after a thousand years, the practice of swordsmanship had been passed down from generation to generation, becoming more and more prosperous.
It could be said that Bright Sword Continent was the most popular place on the Blue Waves Continent for swordsmanship. It had the most variety of swordsmanship and swordsmanship.
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