Ignoring the inner layers of the Pure Yang Sword Palace, just outside the Pure Yang Sword Palace, on this mountain peak, there were many ruins that could be gained enlightenment.
The Seven Kills Stone Monument, which was suspected to be written by the Pure Yang Sword Palace's owner, contained a powerful Sword Intent.
"Erecting the Seven Kills Stone Monument reveals my will. When the day comes when the Heavenly Dao collapses and the Universe ceases to exist, I will be the Heaven and Earth, controlling life and death, destroying samsara. I will take the souls of all living beings and forge them into my sword. I will spill my undying blood and slay all evil! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! "
A stone tablet exuded a monstrous killing intent that no one dared to look directly at. There were fifty-six words on the stone tablet, and every single one of them contained a profound intent. If one could comprehend them, it would be a heaven-shaking opportunity.
Lin Xintong also used a sword. The moment she saw the Seven Kills Stone Monument, she could not move her eyes away.
However, with her Heart of the Sword and her cultivation level, she could not stare at the Seven Kills Stone Monument for too long. This was because the Sword Intent contained in the stone monument was nearly enough to injure her.
After looking at it for about thirty seconds, Lin Xintong felt like her eyes were being pricked by needles. The pain was unbearable.
In front of the Seven Kills Stone Monument, there was a black stone sculpture. The sculpture was a tall and stalwart middle-aged man. Yi Yun did not know who the sculpture was, but he felt that it was the Pure Yang Sword Palace's owner. However, the Pure Yang Sword Palace's owner that Yi Yun saw in his concept seemed to be different from this person.
"Let's go in first. There's no rush to study it."
As Yi Yun said this, Lin Xintong nodded. She followed Yi Yun to the front of the Pure Yang Sword Palace. The ancient door had experienced the passage of time, but it still contained a powerful Dao charm that was alarming.
Yi Yun and Lin Xintong stood in front of the door as a beam of light flashed, sucking them in.
The first door into the Pure Yang Sword Palace did not test one's understanding of the Sword Dao. Back then, Yi Yun had entered immediately, and he found the pure Yang broken sword in the grand hall behind the door.
This sword had accompanied Yi Yun to this day, and it had helped Yi Yun repel powerful enemies numerous times.
"Senior Sword Spirit? Sword Spirit Senior? "
More than ten years ago, when Yi Yun entered the Pure Yang Sword Palace, he had awakened the Sword Spirit that was guarding the grand hall. Back then, the Sword Spirit was already very weak. It had only hurriedly said a few words to Yi Yun before falling into a deep slumber once again. And it had even said that once it fell into a deep slumber, it was unknown when it would wake up again.
The hall was empty, and the Sword Spirit did not reply.
Yi Yun called out a few more times before sighing. The Sword Palace's Sword Spirit was probably too weak. He did not want to disturb the Sword Spirit's slumber, so he walked to the second door in the grand hall.
It was this door that sealed Yi Yun's path to the inner sanctums of the Pure Yang Sword Palace.
Yi Yun did not know what was in the inner sanctum of the Pure Yang Sword Palace.
In fact, when Yi Yun first came to the Pure Yang Sword Palace, other than obtaining a broken sword, as well as gaining some Sword Intent from the sword scars outside the Pure Yang Sword Palace, he did not obtain any other opportunities.
As for the Pure Yang Sword Palace owner, as the strongest person in the world that Yi Yun knew, he was far stronger than he could comprehend. The treasures he left behind in the abode were definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Yi Yun stood in front of the mysterious door. The ancient door seemed to seal another world within.
Yi Yun did not know how to open the door. According to the Sword Spirit, entering the inner sanctums of the Pure Yang Sword Palace was a test of his Sword Intent insights.
But how was he to measure his Sword Intent insights? It was not like he could use a sword to cleave at the door, right?
The Sword Spirit was already in a deep slumber, so Yi Yun had no way of asking. He could only search for it himself.
"Xintong, go outside the sword palace and study the Seven Kills Stone Pillar and the sword scars. I'll stay here to find a way to enter the inner sanctums of the sword palace."
In terms of the "Great Empress Heart Sutra", Lin Xintong's attainments were naturally above Yi Yun's.
In terms of pure Yang and pure Yin laws, Yi Yun and Lin Xintong's insights were about the same.
And in terms of Sword Dao, Yi Yun was superior to Lin Xintong. Lin Xintong came from the Lin family, and from a young age, she was limited by her heritage and her horizons. She had never come into contact with any profound Sword Dao. As for Yi Yun, he had the Pure Yang Sword Palace, so it was completely different.
If he could not figure out a way to enter the inner sanctums of the Pure Yang Sword Palace, then Lin Xintong would definitely not be able to figure it out if she was left here.
It was better for Lin Xintong to go outside the Pure Yang Sword Palace to study the Seven Kills Stone Pillar and the sword scars. It would be of greater help to Lin Xintong.
"Alright."
Lin Xintong left the Pure Yang Sword Palace, leaving Yi Yun standing alone in the grand hall.
Yi Yun was momentarily at a loss. He did not know where to begin. He silently circled the grand hall once, and finally stopped in front of the door to the second level. He stood there for a long time.
As he looked at the door, he slowly fell into a trance.
It was unknown what material the door was made of. It was like gold, but not gold, like stone, but not stone. And on the door's surface, it was not smooth, but there were faint runes that looked like water ripples.
As Yi Yun's spiritual energy became more focused, the water ripples became more and more obvious. Slowly, they seemed to spread out in all directions, swallowing Yi Yun.
With a flash of light, Yi Yun felt his surroundings instantly change. He looked around and realized that he was no longer in the grand hall of the Pure Yang Sword Palace. Instead, he had arrived in a white world.
This world was blank, and it was like a flickering light. And in this light, there was a tumbling white shadow. When Yi Yun focused his eyes, this white shadow was like a white dragon!
White dragon?
Yi Yun was slightly stunned. Before he could see the white dragon's appearance clearly, it had already shrunk into a blob. As the light condensed, the white dragon transformed into a white-dressed youth.
The white-dressed youth held a white sword beam in his hand. His figure was similar to Yi Yun's, and he had handsome facial features. However, on a careful look, one could not see his appearance clearly.
"You are …"
Yi Yun held his breath. He could sense a trace of killing intent from the white-dressed youth.
The white-dressed youth did not say a word, but he suddenly attacked.
With the white sword beam in his hand, he slashed out. This sword beam was like a river that reached the heavens. It surged through the sky and poured down at Yi Yun from the sky!
Yi Yun was alarmed. He was already on full alert, so he instantly attacked!
The pure Yang broken sword in his hand slashed out, and behind Yi Yun, the Golden Crow Aspect Totem whistled.
If the white-dressed youth's sword was like a galaxy that fell from the sky, then Yi Yun's sword was like a Golden Crow that soared into the sky, burning the firmaments!
Boom!
The two sword beams collided, causing the universe to tremble as the universe trembled. The sword beam produced by the white-dressed youth was too powerful. Yi Yun's Golden Crow, which was slashed out by his sword, shot up tens of thousands of feet into the galaxy, but it could not reach the end. The endless sword beam was constantly wearing down Yi Yun's sword Qi!
Yi Yun was alarmed. He forcefully gathered Yuan Qi, and with a horizontal slash, he slashed out a second time!
"Chi La!"
The sword beam was like a waterfall, splitting the sword Qi river in the middle!
The powerful sword Qi produced by the white-dressed youth was like a river that poured down from Yi Yun's body, hitting the ground.
The ground quaked, and it also struck Yi Yun's protective Yuan Qi. The powerful energy caused cracks to appear on Yi Yun's protective Yuan Qi.
However, when Yi Yun's protective Yuan Qi began to shatter, the sword Qi was also expended, and it finally came to a stop.
Yi Yun heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at the white-dressed youth again. He was still standing there with his sword in hand. The sword tip was slanted to the ground, as if he had never moved.
What a powerful strike!
Yi Yun was shocked. He could tell that the energy contained in the white-dressed youth's strike was not that powerful. It was even weaker than his own strike.
What was truly powerful was his Sword Intent. The strike he produced had an inextinguishable aura. No matter how strong Yi Yun's strike was, it was slowly worn down.
The white-dressed youth looked at Yi Yun and suddenly, he said, "Go back. You are not qualified."
His voice was indifferent and arrogant. It had a tone that left no room for doubt.
Yi Yun's heart sank when he heard this. Not qualified?
Without a doubt, the white-dressed youth's strike was a test for him. It was also what the Sword Spirit had said. If he had sufficient understanding of sword Dao, he could enter the inner sanctums of the Pure Yang Sword Palace. If not, he would be rejected at the door.
More than a decade ago, Yi Yun had been rejected at the door. More than a decade later, Yi Yun had gained insight into many sword Dao laws, and his cultivation realm had greatly increased. When he came to the Pure Yang Sword Palace again, the first answer he received was … not qualified!
Yi Yun heaved a sigh of relief. It was impossible to say that he was not depressed, but he was not discouraged. When he first came to this world, he was initially in the poor and backward Cloud Wilderness. Wasn't he also penniless and powerless?
But slowly, he managed to walk out of the Cloud Wilderness step by step, achieving the achievements he had today.
He said to the white-dressed youth, "I will come again. My current understanding of sword Dao is insufficient, but there will be a day when I have the qualifications to step into this place."
The white-dressed youth coldly glanced at Yi Yun and said without a trace of emotion, "You do not have a special affinity with swords. All your hard work is futile. You probably do not know that you are about to exceed your age. Go back. You will not be able to pass the test, and you are not suited for this place!"
The white-dressed youth was completely unreasonable. His coldness was a form of arrogance.
And he did have the capital to be arrogant.
Yi Yun frowned. This white-dressed youth had predicted his future achievements with a single sentence. How could he be convinced?
His future martial path would naturally be decided by himself. But at this moment, he was indeed not the white-dressed youth's match. He could not do anything if the youth said that he was not qualified.
He took a deep breath and just as he was about to leave this world, a weak and old voice sounded.
"Wait, let him stay …"
"Oh?"
The white-dressed youth frowned as he looked into the void not far away.
There, water ripples appeared out of thin air. These water ripples gradually condensed into the phantom image of an elder.
This elder was dressed in gray clothes. He looked like he was one foot in the grave, as if he was extremely weak. He looked at the white-dressed youth and said once again, "Let him stay."
Yi Yun was very familiar with this voice. He knew that this gray-dressed elder was the Pure Yang Sword Palace's Sword Spirit that he had encountered more than a decade ago in the Pure Yang Sword Palace.
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