Ye Futian and the others had broken eight matrixes in a row and were now deep inside the Nether Sword Mound.
No one died, and no one was even injured. There were matrix masters from every holy land, and they followed Ye Futian to break the matrixes. It was easy for them to move about in this forbidden land.
At this time, the sky in the space they were in was even darker. This place seemed to be somewhat different from the outside world, as if it was an independent space. This place was filled with different auras of rules, and they were extremely dense. If one cultivated here, as long as their talent was not bad, they would definitely be able to easily break through to the Sage Plane. This made the hearts of many people from the holy lands palpitate slightly.
As expected, when they returned, they had to find a way to take over this place. This could be a holy land for cultivation.
Ye Futian stepped forward and had broken eight matrixes. If he guessed correctly, he should be able to step into the core of the Nether Sword Mound after breaking another one. There were ten matrixes in the Chess Saint Villa, and ten sword diagrams. The last one was nine by nine, which meant that there would be nine sword matrixes ahead, and there was only one left.
"Everyone, be careful. There may be one last sword matrix before you can see the real Nether Sword Mound," Liu Zong said. He guessed that everything they had experienced at this moment was only the cemetery on the periphery of the Nether Sword Mound, and they had not yet reached the real Nether Sword Mound. One more sword matrix, and they might be able to reach the real Nether Sword Mound.
"This forbidden land is known as a place of great danger, but at this moment, it seems that there is nothing special about it," a young cultivator from the Hall of Holy Light said. A young cultivator from the Hall of Holy Light said. They had broken through eight matrixes, and so far, everyone was unharmed.
At this time, Ye Futian stopped and waved his hand, stopping everyone from moving forward.
The ground suddenly lit up with brilliant light, and lines of patterns appeared. Then, from the dark ground, dazzling sword light flashed.
Voom. A sword appeared from the ground in front of them, stuck in the ground, and bloomed with terrible sword will.
"Watch your step," Ye Futian warned. At this time, there were dazzling sword lights flashing everywhere. Swords appeared from the ground one after another, and terrible sword will swept through the space.
Everyone's bodies flickered and jumped, and when they felt the sword will appear under their feet, they immediately changed positions. Soon, countless swords appeared from the ground, turning into a terrible sword matrix, surrounding everyone.
A sword diagram was projected down from the sky, but this time, the swords on the sword diagram were flowing wildly, constantly changing positions.
"A sword formation that can change." Ye Futian glanced at the sword matrix in the air. This sword diagram was still derived from the nine sword diagrams, but it was constantly changing within the nine sword diagrams. It was difficult to grasp, and the difficulty of breaking the matrix increased exponentially.
"Jieyu, use your mind to communicate with the gods," Ye Futian said. "Release your spiritual energy and listen to my instructions."
Hua Jieyu immediately understood Ye Futian's intentions. Her Life Spirit Crown bloomed, and in an instant, a formless telekinetic power turned into countless invisible threads, heading for everyone around her.
At the same time, everyone released their Spiritual Energy and did not block the invasion of Hua Jieyu's telekinesis. Soon, everyone's Spiritual Energy seemed to be connected through Hua Jieyu's telekinesis. They all emptied their minds and waited for Ye Futian's orders.
Using her will to connect with the divine was a technique unique to Hua Jieyu. Ye Futian could also do it, but he needed the help of the guqin.
Ye Futian said, and with a thought, everyone immediately understood what he meant. The group spread out and released the aura of rules from their bodies.
In Ye Futian's mind, the Life Spirit Chessboard appeared, projecting everything from the outside world onto the chessboard to break the matrix.
The people from the other holy lands all turned to look at Ye Futian and the others. Everyone was moving, using the power of rules to materialize in different positions. Many different matrixes appeared in the sword matrix in an instant, and they were all connected together.
Liu Zong glanced at them indifferently, then said to the nine disciples of the Chess Saint beside him, "Let's also start breaking the matrix. This matrix is different from before, and imitating his method will not work."
Yang Xiao and the others were matrix masters, and of course, they understood that this matrix was constantly changing. The sword matrix that everyone faced was different, and it was constantly changing.
But there were people from other holy lands who were still imitating Ye Futian's actions.
"This won't do." A matrix master quickly realized the problem. "We need to break the matrix ourselves."
By the time they reacted, the spatial matrix where the people of the Barren State were had already been formed. Ye Futian stood in the center like a divine tree, and the people of the Barren State were like the branches and leaves that extended from the divine tree. Some branches and leaves turned into sharp swords, some branches and leaves into domineering knives, and some branches and leaves turned into demonic shadows that suppressed everything. They began to advance from different directions, constantly breaking the sword matrix and breaking through the area covered by the sword matrix bit by bit.
The swords rang and were destroyed bit by bit. Many watched as Ye Futian and the others broke through the shroud of the sword matrix and left the space.
The cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light kept changing their positions, but the sword will around them was getting stronger and stronger, intertwining with the sword diagram in the void, and it was unbreakable.
"How is it?" someone asked the matrix master in the middle.
"It's a bit troublesome. This matrix is constantly changing." The matrix master seemed to be having a hard time. Many staves appeared in this space, and they were also arranging the matrix, but the matrix condensed by the staves was swallowed up bit by bit, and some staves were directly torn apart by the sword aura.
"With our speed, we should be able to penetrate the sword matrix," a cultivator said. He stepped forward, and suddenly a dazzling brilliance bloomed from his body. It was the rule power of light.
As his voice fell, an extremely sharp light flashed in his eyes, and his figure turned into a beam of light and disappeared, rushing forward toward the gap in the sword matrix.
The sword matrix surrounding them suddenly bloomed a curtain of light, cutting off the void and blocking him from moving forward. But the cultivator of the Hall of Holy Light pointed his finger forward, and suddenly broke through the sword curtain, rushing forward like a bolt of lightning.
But at this moment, the sword diagram in the void suddenly burst with dazzling brilliance. As he moved forward, countless sharp swords directly flew up from the ground, covering the void in an instant.
Seeing this scene, the faces of many cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light changed, and someone shouted, "Brother, be careful."
As his voice fell, above the sword diagram in the void, a beam of light disappeared, and everyone saw only an afterimage.
Pfft! A crisp sound was heard, and then everyone saw a sword falling from the sky, directly piercing into the body of the other party, nailing him to the ground. In the next moment, endless sword will burst out, tearing his body into pieces, and not even his bones were left.
At this scene, everyone vaguely understood why so many people who had ventured into the forbidden land and were buried in the Nether Sword Mound did not leave behind a corpse.
The people of the Hall of Holy Light only felt chills all over, and looked up at the sword diagram in the void. It contained true horror.
"I warned you not to try to force your way into the sword matrix, unless you are of the Saint Plane. Perhaps you can try," someone from the Tombkeeper Village said in the space in front.
"You will break this matrix." The cultivator of the Hall of Holy Light looked at them with sharp eyes.
"Here, we can't even protect ourselves, and the matrix here is difficult for us to break." The people of the Tombkeeper Village did not pay attention to the other's request, and they were also studying ways to break the matrix.
The expressions of the people of the Hall of Holy Light were extremely ugly. Not long ago, some of them thought that the Nether Sword Mound had an undeserved reputation, and now they were trapped in the matrix.
"The power of the matrix is growing stronger," a cultivator from a holy land said. As time passed, the power of the matrix would grow stronger, until even if they had a way to break the matrix, they still could not break it.
The geographical location of the Nether Sword Mound was at the intersection of the Summer State, Qi State, Feng State, and Eastern State, so almost all of the holy lands of these four states were here. Including the people of the Barren State, there were five states' cultivators here, but at this time, all the holy lands were trapped.
Yaya looked at Ye Futian beside her.
Ye Futian looked at her and said, "What are you looking at me for?"
"Brother," Yaya shouted.
"You win." Ye Futian said this, and his body flashed, and he turned back, heading towards the matrix of the Tombkeeper Village. He actually entered the matrix from the outside.
"What are you doing here?" Ying glanced at Ye Futian.
Ye Futian looked at him indifferently, then looked at the others and said, "I will take you to break the matrix. The power of the matrix is getting stronger, so hurry up."
"Alright." The people of Tombkeeper Village nodded. They all knew that this young man was the one chosen by the Village Chief.
"No need," Ying said coldly, his expression sharp, but Ye Futian ignored him and immediately began to break the matrix with his people.
Not long after, the matrix was broken, and the people of Tombkeeper Village also reached the safe area.
"Thank you," one of the elders thanked Ye Futian.
"It's what I should do," Ye Futian said casually.
"We can break the matrix without him," Ying glanced at Ye Futian and said.
The people of Tombkeeper Village looked at Ying. They knew that this guy was prejudiced against Ye Futian. As the most talented person in Tombkeeper Village besides Yaya, the Village Chief had chosen Ye Futian to inherit the sword diagram, and Ying was very dissatisfied with this.
At this time, screams were heard one after another, and within the sword matrix, people were constantly dying. Ye Futian looked back and was secretly shocked. The people here were all from holy lands, and they were also all-powerful figures outside. Now, they had all died here, and not even their bones were left.
At this time, a group of people rushed out of the sword matrix. It was Liu Zong and the others. The people of Xihua Sacred Mountain and the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty were together. Ye Futian saw this scene with a look of surprise. These two forces seemed to have joined forces, and with the nine disciples of the Chess Saint, it was equivalent to the three holy lands of the Eastern State.
The Glass Saint and the Sky Saint did not participate in this matter, so all the power of the Eastern State was on Liu Zong's side.
At this time, an extremely terrifying aura descended. Ye Futian and the others looked in that direction and saw a dazzling beam of light bursting out. In the next moment, a group of people forcibly broke through the matrix, and an extremely terrifying Sword of Slaughter exploded in the void, descending from the sky. It was a sword that could crush everything.
However, at that moment, beams of light that pierced through the sky turned into a Sword of Holy Light that reached the heavens. It pierced through the void and collided with the sword. Then, both of them disappeared, and a destructive storm raged in the sky.
In the next moment, a group of people rushed out of the range of the sword matrix, out of the shroud of the sword diagram, looking a little haggard. They were the cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light. In the hands of a cultivator, there was a sword that bloomed with endless light. It was a Divine Sword.
"Breaking the matrix by force."
Ye Futian revealed a look of surprise. This was using a divine implement to break the balance of the sword matrix at all costs and rush out, but the cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light were almost halved, showing how much they had paid.
After that, all the holy lands came out one after another. The Xia Clan, Nine State College, Jixia Holy Palace, Qi Clan, and Yue Clan all broke the matrix, showing that there were real masters of matrices among them. The other holy lands, like the Hall of Holy Light, forced their way out. The latter suffered great losses, and many cultivators died in the matrix.
Even for those forces that tried to break the formation, some of their experts died in the process.
Everyone's expression turned ugly.
They guessed that this matrix might have been the last sword matrix to reach the core of the Nether Sword Mound, but they had also paid a terrible price in this sword matrix.
If it was as they guessed, then at this moment, they should have reached the true core of the Nether Sword Mound.
An extremely cold aura shrouded everyone. On the ground, there were swords everywhere. This seemed to be a place where swords were buried, the Sword Mound.
"Let's go," someone said, and Ye Futian also looked forward and lifted his feet to continue forward.
This time, they walked for a long time. On the vast and endless land, there were endless swords.
"I feel the power of rules of space," a cultivator said.
"It is indeed the power of rules of space." Someone nodded.
"So familiar," Yaya murmured beside Ye Futian.
Why did this place feel so familiar to her? It was as if she had been here before. But while she had cultivated in the Nether Sword Mound before, she had never been so deep into the Nether Sword Mound.
When she was young, she had asked the Village Chief what was here, and he had told her that she would know when she grew up.
"Look." Some people looked up ahead, and many slowed down. Some even stopped, their hearts trembling violently.
Not only were there swords on the ground, but there were also countless sharp swords hanging high in the sky, pointing straight down, as if facing them.
There was also endless sword will flowing in the sky. There seemed to be a real horror here. There were top figures of the Sage Plane, and at this moment, they felt an aura that made their hearts tremble.
Here, there was a power that made them feel fear.
Ye Futian's heart was also pounding. He slowed down and continued forward.
In the distant sky, in addition to the swords hanging in the sky, he saw an incomparably brilliant light, as beautiful as blood, shocking to the eye.
It was like a sword, but also like the eye of a sword.
The endless sword will between heaven and earth seemed to flow from there.
Yu Sheng and Hua Jieyu glanced at Yaya, and a very sharp light flashed in their eyes.
This was the scene they had seen when they fought with Yaya.
"Look over there." Someone pointed in the direction of the ground in the distance. When they saw the situation there, everyone's hearts beat violently again.
"Master." Yang Xiao and the other nine people called out!
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