There were more than one hundred people in front of Shenmo Peak.
Xue Yongge, Sister Yushan and the other regular sword washing disciples had already returned to the stream bank, waiting for the news nervously. It seemed that they wouldn't be able to sleep all night.
The guests who came to watch the ceremony all stayed behind, either out of courtesy or out of curiosity.
Seeing the two figures at the foot of the peak, the two princes from Zhaoge City couldn't hide their worry.
The young girl of the Platanus Sect said with her eyes wide open, "This is more interesting."
Shui Yue Nunnery and the young girls of Qingrong Peak stood together, discussing something in a low voice, glancing at the foot of the peak from time to time.
Qingrong Peak was the closest to Shenmo Peak, and a large sedan could be vaguely seen in the clouds.
Not many people were in front of Shenmo Peak, but this Inherited Sword Competition, which hadn't been held for many years, had attracted the attention of many people on the nine peaks.
Seeing the two figures at the foot of the peak, Gu Han's face was gloomy, even more so than when Gu Qing was beaten by Jing Jiu.
Zhao Layue didn't respond to his concern earlier, and didn't even look at him. But now she was walking shoulder to shoulder with Jing Jiu, talking to him from time to time.
This scene made Gu Han very unhappy. That youth was pestering his Young Sister like a bedbug, but why did she pay attention to him?
Guo Nanshan patted his shoulder to comfort him.
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As they arrived at Shenmo Peak, the environment grew quieter, and the atmosphere became even more eerie.
There was a thin waterfall on the cliff wall a few thousand feet away, but it didn't make any sound.
The night had come, and the slightly cold wind ruffled the treetops, but there was still no sound.
What was going on?
Standing in front of the peak, Zhao Layue saw the eerie scene, and gradually understood the reason.
There was a sword formation on Shenmo Peak. The purpose of this sword formation wasn't to kill or injure any intruder, but to cut them off.
This sword formation cut off the connection between Shenmo Peak and heaven and earth, turning it into a truly forbidden peak.
At the same time, this sword formation emitted countless sword wills, which looked like a screen, cutting the space in the peak into innumerable sections.
The sounds in the mountain peaks were confined in small spaces, unable to be heard.
Now, Shenmo Peak could be understood as a gem with countless cracks on the inside. It seemed to be a whole, but in fact, it had long been cut apart.
As Yuan Qijing said, even a highly achieved swordsman in the Free Travel State couldn't take a single step forward on Shenmo Peak, even though he could ride his sword and fly freely in Chaotian.
Zhao Layue was only in the State of Inherited Will, so how could she reach the peak?
Looking at her back, Jing Jiu also wanted to know the answer.
He knew better than anyone that this was something she couldn't do.
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The night wind swept up a green leaf on the mountain path and into the peak.
Without making a sound, the green leaf was cut into a dozen or so thin strands, and then it slowly drifted to the ground.
No wonder the forest ground on both sides of the mountain path was covered with a thick layer of broken leaves like a blanket. The mixture of green and yellow was very beautiful.
Those broken leaves should be the result of the falling leaves being cut off by the sword formation and accumulated over the past three or four years. As for the trees, waterfalls, and strange rocks that were already in the peak, they were not affected at all. As long as they were in their original positions and looked the same as before, they would not be attacked by the sword formation even if they moved slightly.
Looking at this scene, the people outside the peak felt a little nervous.
Liu Shisui's small face turned pale, and he clenched his fists tightly. Gu Han stared at Zhao Layue with a worried expression in his eyes.
Zhao Layue looked at the mountain path in front of her for a long time, as if she wanted to see through the secrets of Shenmo Peak.
There was a gap between the green stones, which was the dividing line between the inside and outside of Shenmo Peak.
All of a sudden, she closed her eyes and stepped over the line.
With a slight sound, a tear appeared on her sleeve, as if it had been cut by the sharpest flying sword.
After crossing the line, she closed her eyes and took three steps to the left, then took two steps back in a strange way, and moved her feet slightly.
A corner of her sleeve fell down, but there was no sound, because she had already entered the peak.
"Ah, what's going on?" the little girl of the Platanus Sect said in surprise.
Her Senior Uncle and many others understood what was going on.
Since they couldn't tell where the sword wills were with their eyes and ears, and couldn't find the pattern of the sword formation, Zhao Layue closed her eyes and felt the sword wills with her sword awareness.
Of course, this was extremely risky.
Jing Jiu also moved.
His movements were very slow, and looked a little awkward.
It was because he was imitating Zhao Layue's movements.
He broke down Zhao Layue's movements, and then reassembled them with great precision.
He lifted his knees and stepped over the line on the green stones, then turned left, one step, two steps, three steps, and then stepped back, one step, two steps.
As he was doing this, he had adjusted his sword twice, so Zhao Layue was able to get through the two places where the sword wills had cut her cloth.
Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu disappeared on the mountain path.
It wasn't until a long time later that the sounds of discussion could be heard outside Shenmo Peak.
The little girl of the Platanus Sect said with emotion, "That's a good idea."
It was unclear whether she was praising Zhao Layue's wisdom and courage, or lamenting Jing Jiu's shamelessness.
Lin Wuzhi said with a bitter smile, "Being opportunistic is also a skill. Brother Jing is really …"
Gu Han said in a low voice, "Shameless!"
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Zhao Layue moved forward on the mountain path of Shenmo Peak with her eyes closed. Sometimes she turned around, sometimes she retreated, and sometimes she jumped up. Her walking speed was very slow.
She had wanted to try to leave the mountain path and pass through the dense forests on the cliffs, but she didn't expect that the density of the sword wills between the cliffs would be higher, and that the mountain path would be easier to walk on.
Jing Jiu followed closely behind her. When she moved, he moved, and when she stopped, he stopped. His movements were exactly the same. He looked like her shadow, except that he would make some adjustments to his movements at certain moments to ensure that he wouldn't be cut by the sword wills occasionally like her.
There were many small cuts on Zhao Layue's clothes. It was impossible to sense the sword wills with the Awareness of Sword perfectly. The most dangerous time was when a sword will fell from a tree branch and brushed past her cheek, cutting off several strands of her black hair. Fortunately, she had short hair, so it wasn't very obvious.
But the bloody cut on her earlobe was very obvious.
Jing Jiu looked ahead and said, "I'm tired."
Zhao Layue turned around and glanced at him. Without saying anything, she sat down cross-legged and began to absorb the Qi of Heaven and Earth to recover.
The sword formation on Shenmo Peak cut the space with the sword wills. Even the light would be refracted, but the Qi of Heaven and Earth was still normal.
After a long time, Zhao Layue opened her eyes and looked at the distant peak in silence.
Even if she could use the Qi of Heaven and Earth to recover her Sword Source and physical strength at any time, how long would it take to reach the peak?
Along the way, Jing Jiu watched her close her eyes and walk in the sky full of sword wills. He suddenly understood something.
After Zhao Layue entered the inner sect, she had been practicing the Tempered Body of Sword Wills on the Sword Peak.
Why did she practice such a dangerous method? Was it because she didn't like being stared at? No, it seemed that the reason was very obvious.
"So, you've been preparing for today."
"Yes."
"Why?"
Jing Jiu was a man of few words, and he wasn't as curious as the Defender of Aoyama, but this was the third time he had asked this question.
Zhao Layue still didn't answer him. She got up and continued walking.
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