Jin Mingcheng said, "His Majesty's territory is vast. No matter what kind of sword it is, as long as he dares to take it, he will be discovered. Then, naturally, there will be people who will make trouble for him."
Hearing this, Duke Lu finally felt relieved and said with a smile, "It seems that the Western Sea Sword School is really in big trouble this time."
Those who dared cause trouble for Xiwang Sun had the confidence to defeat him, so they must be one of the few figures in the Heavenly Arrival State in Chaotian.
Jin Mingcheng said, "The Western Sea Sword School is really something to be able to survive for so many years after offending the Aoyama Sect."
Duke Lu asked, "Where did the River-Mountain Qian-Kun Painting go? Tianguang Peak? "
Jin Mingcheng said, "No, High Duke, don't you think that there's a place that's too quiet in the lively continent today?"
Duke Lu finally understood. No wonder there was no sound coming from that place that shouldn't be quiet.
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It was a long day in Chaotian.
The Imperial court and the orthodox sects had confirmed that the Cloud Platform, an important place in the Western Sea Sword School, was the headquarters of Bulao Lin, and Xiwang Sun was the leader of Bulao Lin. Countless swordsmen were riding on flying swords or magic treasures toward Haizhou City.
But there was not the slightest movement from Longevity Mountain.
Judging from its name, this place used to be a royal tomb. To put it more precisely, it was the royal tomb of the previous dynasty, which was later used by the No-Mercy Sect as their mountain gate.
This was a taboo for many people, especially the Cultivation practitioners; but the No-Mercy Sect didn't care.
This was because they cultivated the Dao of Slaughter, which emphasized on using the sword to destroy the world.
Heaven and Earth had no gratitude towards humans, let alone the Emperor and the Imperial court.
Many years ago, the famous hidden swordsman had stirred up a storm in the world. The orthodox Cultivation circle was in a precarious situation. The No-Mercy Sect was targeted because they occupied the royal tombs of the previous dynasty. They were attacked four times by the alliance of the deviant sects in a short span of ten years, and their mountain gate was almost destroyed during the last attack. Fortunately, the Aoyama powerhouses came to his rescue on a sword, and he was lucky enough to survive.
Because of this incident and the similarity between the two sects, the Aoyama Sect and the No-Mercy Sect became allies, and they had been on good terms for generations until now.
In the last few years, the No-Mercy Sect had always been at a disadvantage in the competition with the Western Sea Sword School, and had been suppressed badly. As a result, the disciples of the No-Mercy Sect seldom went out, and kept a low profile.
But it shouldn't be so quiet today.
The orthodox Cultivation sects were besieging the Western Sea Sword School on the Cloud Platform; and the No-Mercy Sect, who had a grudge against the Western Sea Sword School, should have done something.
Longevity Mountain was very quiet. Birds could be heard everywhere, and the disciples were practicing their swordsmanship and cultivating diligently. It was even as if they didn't know what was happening in the outside world.
In the depths of the mountains, there was a large hall with ten stone beasts squatting on the eaves. The outer walls were made of green stone, and the ground inside was made of large green bricks.
There were thirteen steps in front of the hall, and in the middle was a relief of a red-crowned crane.
Judging from the layout, this place should be the back hall of the royal tomb of the previous dynasty, which was used as the main hall by the No-Mercy Sect.
The main hall was dimly lit, and the atmosphere was gloomy and cold. An old man sat in the deepest part of the hall.
The old man had a head full of white hair, and a few black hairs could be seen when they were very close to him. His head was lowered, so his face couldn't be seen clearly.
The name of the No-Mercy Sect Master, Pei Baifa, wasn't due to his white hair.
Several hundred years ago, when the highly achieved swordsmen of the deviant sects besieged the mountain gate, he was only qualified to retreat to the front gate of the mausoleum.
It was because he practiced the most difficult and powerful sword style of the No-Mercy Sect, the Three Thousand White Hairs Swords.
In the last several hundred years, he was the only person in the No-Mercy Sect who had successfully practiced this sword style.
When this sword style was practiced to a high level, one sword could travel a thousand miles, or even farther!
However, the sword wills were the spiritual souls, so it consumed a great deal of energy for the swordsman. Every time he wielded the sword, a white hair would grow out, which was why he was called the Three Thousand White Hairs Swords.
Pei Baifa had a head full of white hair. It was unclear how many swords he had wielded in his life, and how many of them were caused by his experiences over the years.
Back when he fought with the Sea God of West Sword, he suffered a crushing defeat. If the Immortal Sect Master of Aoyama hadn't intervened, he would have died at the time.
Since then, he had stayed behind closed doors to recuperate his wounds on Longevity Mountain, never appearing in public again. In recent years, he had been confined to the grand hall, not even seeing his disciples, drinking only clean water.
It was rumored that he had been knocked down from the Heavenly Arrival State by the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean, and some even said that he was on the verge of death due to his severe injury.
If someone paid close attention, they would find that the day Pei Baifa started drinking only clean water was the day after the death of Lo Huainan.
Lo Huainan was the principal disciple of the Zhongzhou School, but his death wasn't worthy of the mourning of an important figure like the No-Mercy Sect Master for so long.
Pei Baifa lowered his head to look at the sand table in front of him.
There were mountains and rivers in the sand table, all of which were the great rivers and mountains of Chaotian, so it was called the Mountain and River Diagram.
There was a small bright spot on the left side of the Mountain and River Diagram.
Pei Baifa had been looking at it for a few years, but the position of the bright spot hadn't changed.
Yet, the bright spot had flashed slightly a moment ago.
It meant that the sword had moved.
Pei Baifa still didn't move, because it was not bright enough.
All of a sudden, the bright spot became extremely bright, even a bit dazzling.
Pei Baifa felt a bit regretful.
He had been drinking only clean water for a few years, and he hadn't slept at all. The sword he had been accumulating energy hadn't landed on Jian Xilai in the end.
However, it was enough to make the Western Sea Sword School sink into oblivion.
While thinking of this, Pei Baifa reached his hand into the Mountain and River Diagram.
The light in the Mountain and River Diagram grew brighter and brighter. The light refracted on his face through his palm, making his eyes look even paler, looking like jade balls.
It turned out that he was blind!
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Nobody knew that Pei Baifa's body was trembling in the deep end of the grand hall.
Yet, the disciples of the No-Mercy Sect soon sensed that something significant was about to happen. It was because the dozens of Longevity Mountains had suddenly started quaking violently, like an earthquake, or like the stories they had heard many times since they were little children. Did the devil men of the Underworld come to the human world through the Yellow Spring under the mausoleum?
The disciples of the No-Mercy Sect came out from everywhere and stood in the valley in front of the grand hall, sensing the change of the energy of heaven and earth, their faces full of bewilderment.
Pei Yuan was the Hall Master of the Punishment Hall of the No-Mercy Sect.
He was also Pei Baifa's biological elder brother, but he looked much younger than Pei Baifa, and most of his hair was still black.
He came to the front of the grand hall in a hurry, intending to go in and have a look; but he was stopped by a few elders.
"I'm worried that something might have happened to the Sect Master."
Pei Yuan's expression was quite anxious.
They were brothers after all, so they had a deep affection for each other.
An elder said expressionlessly, "The Sect Master has something important to do today, and nobody is allowed to disturb him. Hall Master Pei, please be patient."
Hearing this, Pei Yuan was even more startled, wondering what important matter his elder brother was going to do since he had been wounded for many years and was on the verge of death.
More importantly, why hadn't he heard anything about it beforehand?
The fairy cranes inlaid on the stone steps sensed the energy coming from the grand hall, brightening up, as if they were about to come back to life.
The stone animals on the eaves looked up at the sky, as if they were expecting something.
In the deep end of the grand hall, the light from the sand table illuminated Pei Baifa's face and his eyes, which had been blind for many years.
The wind rose.
His silvery hair danced wildly.
A sword shot out from the stone and pierced through the roof of the grand hall, turning into a flash of light and disappearing into the sky.
A rumble of thunder broke out in the clear sky, followed by a heavy downpour.
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