Tianhai Linglong said, "There is only one place where the entire Sword Clan can be relocated."
Lin Feng added: "Starry sky."
Tianhai Linglong nodded: "In the five places of the Spirit Realm, the Demon Realm, the Demonic Land, the Styx, and the Starry Sky, although the territories of the first four are vast, they also have boundaries."
"But only the starry sky is boundless."
"And there are incredible existences like the Little Immortal Realm."
"So, the only place that could have caused the Sword Clan, the top powerful clan in the Spirit Realm, to leave was the Starry Sky, most likely the Lesser Immortal Realm."
Yinglong suddenly said, "Old Ancestor Zhan Yue, didn't he come from the small fairyland?"
"You, the Celestial Clan, have no thoughts about him?"
"Don't you want to know what's going on in the Little Fairy World?"
Tianhai Linglong said, "As far as I know, our ancestor visited the Spirit Clan, but secrets of this level are beyond my reach."
Yinglong nodded: "We have to capture Zhan Yue first."
As they were talking, the three of them had already arrived in front of the mountain wall behind the temple.
Sure enough, I saw a mountain wall as white as jade, emitting a faint fairy light.
It looks like it is embedded in the mountain wall, or like it grew out of the mountain.
However, it exudes some special Taoist rhyme and sword intent.
Feeling this rhythm of Taoism, Cheng Yun actually felt as if he was watching the interaction of yin and yang between heaven and earth.
Yinglong quickly held the Xutian Tower in his hand.
The power of the enlightenment tree branch was immediately bestowed upon him.
As the immortal consciousness and spiritual consciousness of the three people came into contact with the immortal wall, they were instantly sucked into it.
In an instant, the three of them seemed to have arrived in the world of swords.
Countless swords, scattered in all directions and without any rules, floated in the air, shining brightly.
The scorching sun hung high above their heads, burning the souls of the three people.
Yinglong took a quick look with his immortal consciousness and felt that every lightsaber here represented a kind of sword technique, a kind of swordsmanship.
The further back you go, the stronger your swordsmanship will be.
The three of them carefully braved the scorching sun, shuttled through this world filled with sword intent, and chose the sword technique that suited them.
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