When Si Er saw those two words, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
He recognized it at a glance; both characters were in the handwriting of the Sword Maniac. That Sword Maniac's obsession with swords was indeed profound; even in death, he created a sword-path inheritance domain.
However, it's hard to say whether this inheritance is real, since they all say that there is also a remnant soul of a god in this cave.
This area might also have been created by the remnant soul of that god to paralyze him.
Before Si Er could think for long, a deep and authoritative voice rang in his ears.
"I never imagined that thousands of years after my death, someone would finally dare to set foot in my cave. Young man, I admire your courage."
"This Saint?" Si Er twitched his lips again, feeling that the other party was being a bit abstract.
However, he still cooperated with the other party's performance, showing an expression of admiration.
"Could it be that you are the legendary Sword Saint, Jian Qingcang?"
The voice paused for a moment: "No."
Si Er's expression instantly fell, but quickly turned to relief: "I knew it. The only Sword Saint on our continent has already ascended to immortality. How could he possibly appear in the cave of another sword cultivator?"
"The sword cultivator living in this cave has quite a reputation, but his character..."
"Sigh, well, he's gone now, and we should respect the dead. I'll say no more."
The voice was also filled with sorrow: "Yes, that person is gone..."
The somber voice quickly transformed into a passionate outburst: "But, if I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening!"
"Although I was already exhausted the moment I became a Sword Saint, my life is complete. My only regret is that I have no successor."
Si Er thought the other person was quite good at acting, so he pretended not to understand and said, "Since it's a perfect ending, how can there be any regrets?"
"Senior, your words are contradictory. Could this be the legendary 'talking nonsense'?"
The voice said angrily, "You are so rude, junior. I kindly wanted to teach you the way of the sword, but you dare to speak disrespectfully to me."
"You can't blame me, senior. If you were the sword cultivator living in this cave, you would have no chance of becoming a saint!"
"Splitting the continent would diminish one's merits. Forget about becoming a saint; it would be a miracle if one didn't suffer divine retribution."
The voice: "..."
He really suffered divine retribution. Does this kid know too much?
Although he realized that the two kids outside knew a lot when he first brought them in, they were the most talented of all the people who had secretly sneaked into this cave over the years.
If he doesn't bring them in and try to confuse them, how can he draw power from them to nourish his remnant soul?
Moreover, these two look very much like those two bastards, the God of Light and the God of Darkness. If he could kill them, he could experience the joy of personally killing the God of Light and the God of Darkness.
Even though he didn't kill a true god, it doesn't matter, as long as the happiness is real.
The first thing to do if you want to kill them is to confuse them and keep them in this area for as long as possible.
This area was created by him using 90% of his remaining power, and its main purpose was to devour the power of others.
He can absorb all kinds of spiritual power, soul power, and demonic power, and transform them into the power that best suits him.
He, the mighty God of War, would never admit defeat easily!
Wait a minute? Something seems off. It seems he didn't absorb the power from those two brats; instead, the power of this area was being absorbed by some unknown entity?
No, he has to go and check on it right away.
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