"No! Anyone who dares to say that again is disrespecting me. Let's see who dares to do it!" Ye Qingyun was rarely so angry. In fact, Xiao Yuhan could understand. The entire Lingsu region was not just the people of Lingsu City. The whole state had been turned into a desert. That city alone had millions of people, not to mention the more than ten cities in the Lingsu region, as well as the small towns and mountains. If the world were to suddenly change, those who ran fast might be able to move to other places to survive.
However, if such a vast Lingsu region were to turn into a desert, just like Xiliang, hundreds of millions of people would face a disaster of spiritual depletion the moment the spiritual veins disappeared. Many people might die, followed by the depletion of resources and the deterioration of the ecological environment. The elderly, weak, women, and children would have no chance of survival, while the young and strong would kill and eat people on their escape route, and even more people would die in order to survive.
Ye Qingyun would naturally not agree. The Heavenly Sword Sect's teachings dictate that they should use their swords to protect the righteous path and slay demons. If the Heavenly Sword Sect, beloved by the people, were to become the culprit, the Heavenly Sword Sect's thousand-year foundation would be destroyed. Ye Qingyun would rather die in the battle against the Heavenly Demon Abyss than sacrifice the lives of others to fulfill his own destiny.
Liu Jiantang glanced at Xiao Yuhan and said, "Junior brother, you have crossed the line."
Shen Huairu sighed, "I will stay in the spiritual vein to cultivate, but I also disagree with Junior Brother Xiao's proposal. If we do that, we will be sinners."
Even Nangong Ling'er, who had been standing beside Xiao Yuhan, hesitated at this moment. "Senior brother, your idea is a bit extreme. Even if we can't defeat Tianmojian, we don't necessarily need to use this method. Moreover, it's not an emergency. Bai Yu of Tianmojian was injured by Yao'er in Beiyuan, and Danzhu was seriously injured in his fight with senior brother. Tianmojian is also weakened and shouldn't make any moves in the short term."
Xiao Yuhan shook her head, "Junior sister, I'm certain that Yu Hui will make a move soon. Trust me, and quickly prepare to deal with it!"
Liu Jiantang thought for a moment, "This time at the Heavenly Sword Sect, I will kill every single one that comes my way, without mercy."
Not far away, Shen Huairu agreed with Xiao Yuhan's statement, "Junior brother, don't worry, I have made many preparations. Although the sect's protective formation cannot be repaired, we have always been on high alert."
Xiao Yuhan didn't say much because he was certain that Yu Hui was about to make a move. Since waking up, the system within him had not responded to him at all. Xiao Yuhan even thought that the system was gone. But now he could feel that his protagonist aura power was still there. It was based on the simulated aura that the system had built for him. If the system was gone, then before he could completely take away Murong Zhi's protagonist aura, it would definitely disappear along with the system.
Although Xiao Yuhan still hasn't realized what effect the protagonist's halo has, he can only comfort himself that being able to escape death from Lin Yuan's hands is perhaps the protagonist's halo.
But now there's no way to verify anything. However, Xiao Yuhan feels that the protagonist's halo isn't entirely useless.
Years of experience in the illusionary realm caused him to lose a lot, including his most proficient lightning magic, which he had to learn from scratch.
However, his heart was even purer. Throughout the endless years, his senior brother Liu Jiantang's sword was always engraved in his mind, evolving and deepening with each passing year. He didn't even think about wielding the sword now. After exchanging two moves with Liu Jiantang, he realized once again that even Liu Jiantang was not entirely correct in his swordsmanship.
He became increasingly doubtful and confused. He just wanted to find an opportunity to truly pick up the sword and test his understanding over the years.
Since the sect leader was unwilling to use the power of the spiritual veins, Xiao Yuhan had to rely on himself. So he left and went to the Sword Tomb. Bai Yao followed him closely, staying by his side even when he was meditating.
Xiao Yuhan stood in the deepest part of the Sword Tomb, quietly feeling the clamor of sword intent. The swords sleeping here were all immortal swords left behind by the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who died in battle.
Swords recognize their masters, and many become unusable after their masters die. Perhaps they are waiting for their masters to return, or perhaps they are simply waiting for the next person qualified to hold them.
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