He clearly felt that he was so close to the realm of Sword Saint, almost within reach. That barrier was like a paper lantern that could be broken with a poke, but he just couldn't break through.
After careful consideration, Mu Hanyan vaguely guessed the reason. She had relied on the Xuanhuang Stone and the power of the two laws to reach the peak of the Great Swordsman in such a short time. To ascend to the Sword Saint, the power of heaven and earth required was naturally enormous, far exceeding that of other practitioners. Even Beiyuan Wuyuan's heaven and earth power could not meet the requirements.
If she could completely refine the Xuanhuang Stone, the power contained in it might help her advance, but her own strength was insufficient, and perhaps because the laws of the Beiyuan Mist Field were too chaotic, she was unable to completely refine it.
After asking Ye Lanxuan, Mu Hanyan learned that he had completely refined the Xuanhuang Stone in Tianmu, which also confirmed Mu Hanyan's previous guess.
It seemed that only by entering the Sky Curtain could he achieve the final breakthrough and ascend to the realm of Great Swordsman. Looking at the light curtain that pierced through the sky and earth again, Mu Hanyan's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Seeing that the sky curtain was right in front of them and there was no danger anymore, everyone's nerves, which had been tense for half a year, could finally relax. After the excitement, they seemed to have been drained of all their energy and sat on the ground, not wanting to move at all.
At this moment, colorful streaks of light appeared on the sky, and in the distance, dreamlike faces emerged, some deep, some generous, some indifferent, extremely vague and hazy, but all gave people a sense of transcendence.
What was going on? Everyone was shocked and stood up at the same time.
"This is the divine shadow of the sky. It is said that it is the inheritance left by those ancient powerful people projected between heaven and earth." Ye Lanxuan said.
"This is the inheritance left by those powerful people!" Zhuang Ping'an and others were fascinated.
"Let's go. Even if you have all awakened the bloodline of God's protection, it is not easy to accept the inheritance of those powerful people. When the Sky Curtain Divine Shadow appears, it is the best time." Ye Lanxuan said.
Zhuang Ping'an and others also knew that just by awakening their bloodlines they could not inherit the legacy left by those ancient masters. There might be dangers and it would require more opportunities. When they heard that this was the best time, they quickly braced themselves and followed Ye Lanxun.
"It's been more than half a year, and not a single person has arrived. Could it be that they all died in the Beiyuan Mist Plain? Hahahaha." Outside the sky, a burly and rugged young man laughed out loud.
Judging from the sword robe he was wearing, he was obviously a disciple of the Holy Court, and of high status.
Hearing his words, the six or seven nearby cultivators all showed anger. Unlike the young man, who was dressed in a clean, neat sword robe, these people were all dressed in rags and covered in dust. A closer look revealed that they were cultivators from various countries on the continent, judging by their tattered robes.
Moreover, these people are of different ages. The oldest looks to be over 60 years old, and the youngest is only 17 or 18 years old.
Although they were angry, they were afraid of the young man's identity and dared not speak out.
"Am I wrong? Even trash like you have reached Tianmu, but they haven't arrived yet. Even if they are not dead, they would have returned home long ago. It's a pity that they have been training in Shengjian Peak for several months, but I didn't expect that they are even more trash than you." Noticing the anger on their faces, the young man did not restrain himself and spoke even more unscrupulously.
"Shut up, my brother Ping An will never die, and will not give up halfway!" A dignified young man could no longer bear it and shouted angrily.
"That's right, my uncle Qinghe is not trash. With his strength, nothing will happen to him, and he will never give up halfway." The young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old was so angry that his face turned red and he said angrily.
These two people are from Western Qin and Northern Qi respectively. They are the descendants of Zhuang Ping'an and Sang Qinghe. They have always regarded them as idols. How can they allow others to insult them like this!
"Hmph, then tell me, even you trash have reached the Sky Curtain, but they are still nowhere to be found. Where have they gone?" The burly disciple of the Holy Court said sarcastically.
The two young men choked and were speechless after his question.
"I dare not comment on other people, but I can guarantee that Mu Hanyan must have been delayed by something, and she will come to Tianmu sooner or later." At this time, the white-haired old man said affirmatively.
The youngest of the other people around him was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the oldest was only in his early thirties. He was the only one with a head full of white hair and a face full of wrinkles, which looked weird no matter how you looked at him.
"Promise? What can you promise? Your shameless sorcery? Hahahaha..." the young man sneered sarcastically.
"Junior Brother Tantai, Junior Brother Wei, it's almost time, why don't we open the barrier now?" After saying that, he ignored everyone else and spoke anxiously to Tantai Changqing and Wei Xiaotian beside him.
"Senior Brother Shao, please wait a little longer." Tan Tai Changqing and Wei Xiaotian said in unison.
The young man's name is Shao Chengxiong, and he is one of the five remaining saints.
"What are we waiting for? We have already waited for half a year. Could it be that they died in Beiyuan Mist Plain, and we have to keep waiting?" Shao Chengxiong said impatiently as he looked at the divine shadows in the sky.
"It's not that easy for them to die." Tan Tai Changqing said slowly.
"Junior Brother Tantai, you think too highly of them." Shao Chengxiong said with a sneer.
At this point, he suddenly thought of something, and continued nonchalantly, "I understand. Master must have high hopes for those losers, so he asked Ye Lanxuan to accompany them."
He had been staying in seclusion in Tianmu and knew nothing about what happened in the Holy Court, so he just made guesses, and his guesses were correct.
"No, Master did let Ye Lanxuan accompany them to Tianmu, but Master also instructed that we should not act rashly unless it was absolutely necessary, and not give them any help. So, given the dangers of Beiyuan Mist Plain, it is indeed difficult for them to reach Tianmu safely." Tan Tai Changqing shook his head and said.
Shao Chengxiong looked at Tan Tai Changqing in confusion. One moment he said that those trash were not so easy to kill, and the next moment he said that Ye Lan Xun would not act easily, and it would be difficult for them to reach Tianmu safely. What did he mean?
"The reason why we concluded that they would not die so easily is not because of Ye Lanxun, but because of Mu Hanyan." Wei Xiaotian gave the real answer.
"Mu Hanyan?" Shao Chengxiong was slightly startled, obviously not remembering who Mu Hanyan was. After a while, he searched his mind for some memories about Mu Hanyan and laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, you are talking about that prodigal son of the Anyun Mu family, Mu Hanyan, known as the most dissolute young master in Black Stone City, that loser?"
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