Northern Region, Heavenly Sword Pavilion.
Tianjian Peak.
The main hall of the pavilion.
Inside the Sword Pavilion.
Pavilion Master Jianchen stared incredulously at the scene inside the hall.
Countless sword energies emanating from him were seen swirling around the tattered hilt of the sword.
All the sword energy seemed to possess a kind of sentience.
The fear one feels towards a sword hilt is like the fear a subject feels when facing an emperor.
It also has the appearance of being close to a pilgrim, like a child's closeness to its mother.
Even his swordsmen felt a sense of reverence for the sword hilt.
He seemed to be the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect who once faced the outside world.
"This is... how is this possible!"
Jian Chen could hardly believe his eyes; his pupils widened in disbelief.
What kind of sword could inspire such reverence in him?
Who could be the person who gives him the feeling of being the supreme leader of the Tianjian Sect, so high and mighty, when facing the outside world?
He, Jianchen, has now touched the threshold of the Great Way of the Sword.
How could there be a sword that makes his sword aura fearful?
unless......
Sudden.
Jian Chen's eyes narrowed sharply.
My breathing was a little rapid.
He recalled a saying once spoken by the old ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who had long since cultivated sword energy to the level of the Great Dao of Swords.
"There was no sword path in the world originally. It was created by the Sword Ancestor through his own efforts and developed into one of the most powerful great paths in the world."
The Sword Ancestor is the deity and progenitor in the hearts of all sword cultivators.
All sword cultivators can be said to be disciples of the Sword Ancestor.
At this moment, this tattered sword hilt might belong to the Sword Ancestor; how could the Sword Minister not be excited?
He looked at Xiang Liu and said excitedly, a conflicted expression of disbelief and anticipation filling Jian Chen's face.
"Could this be... an item belonging to the Sword Ancestor?"
"Yes! Pavilion Master, this is the Sword Ancestor's possession!"
Xiang Liu looked at Jian Chen with disdain, as if he had never seen the world.
He completely forgot that he had the same expression back at Shadowless Peak.
"Then how did you obtain this item? And why didn't you refine it yourself?"
After the initial surprise, Jianchen was not confused; on the contrary, he became even more clear-headed.
As the leader of a super power like the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, he is naturally not a reckless man.
One's moral character will inevitably reach its peak.
With such a wondrous object before them, no one could remain unmoved.
But Xiang Liu actually offered it to his swordsman.
Even if Xiang Liu were his son, he wouldn't believe that Xiang Liu wouldn't be tempted, let alone that Xiang Liu was merely the peak master of the thirty-six peaks of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.
Xiang Liu: You old bastard, you're taking advantage of me.
Xiang Liu was also quite excited when he received the sword hilt.
With this sword hilt, one can comprehend the supreme Dao of the sword and become an unparalleled powerhouse like the Sword Ancestor.
Why should his Wu tribe continue to linger on and seek cooperation from others?
You can establish your own realm!
Unfortunately, the Wu clan primarily cultivates the physical body, and their skill in swordsmanship is far inferior.
Xiang Liu spent a lot of effort trying to understand, but gained nothing and was ridiculed by Hades.
"This sword hilt is the result of Xiang Liu's recent actions. Xiang Liu also learned about the sword hilt by chance from his clan. As for why he hasn't cultivated it, it's simply because our clan only cultivates the physical body and is not good at cultivating the way of the sword."
Xiang Liu spoke with such seriousness and earnestness that his expression seemed even more genuine than he actually was.
Even he himself began to admire himself.
Unexpectedly, Xiang Liu also has a talent for performing.
"Oh? Your race? Physical body?"
Jianchen noticed a word in Xiangliu's words.
He squinted at Xiang Liu.
Xiang Liu joined the Heavenly Sword Pavilion while severely injured, and later distinguished himself, becoming the master of a peak.
Jianchen also investigated his past, but to no avail.
Instead, Xiang Liu claimed that he came from the depths of a wild forest, and that his family was wiped out by a ferocious beast.
Afterwards, Xiang Liu made great contributions to the Tianjian Pavilion, so Jian Chen stopped paying attention to him.
At this moment, Xiang Liu's mention of his clan naturally surprised him.
Xiang Liu naturally understood what he meant.
Immediately, his aura emanated outwards.
Bang!
His upper body clothes were completely pulverized.
His robust, bronze-colored upper body was exposed, his entire body appearing as if cast from celestial gold.
At first glance, it gives one a sense of immense power.
This was also something that Xiang Liu and Hades had agreed upon.
Only the witch clan was exposed, not the King of the Underworld.
After all, regardless of anything else, both the Witch Clan and the Human Clan belong to the realm of gods.
Hades, however, belongs to another world.
The enmity between the other world and the divine realm is etched into their hearts.
Never forget.
The will of heaven and earth in the divine realm is manifested in the bloodline inheritance of everyone.
therefore.
Compared to revealing his identity as the King of the Underworld, revealing his identity as a member of the Witch Clan would be more acceptable to Jian Chen.
"Are you a member of the Witch Clan?"
Jian Chen was greatly surprised, feeling that today's shock was the sum total of the past tens of thousands of years.
His right hand was poised to strike, ready to deliver at any moment.
As a true disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a power that has been passed down for tens of millions of years, Jian Chen still knows some secrets.
At this moment, Xiang Liu's behavior was exactly as described in the ancient books of the sect.
Its physical body is made of bronze, and its material is forged from celestial gold.
The Wu tribe is not to be tolerated by the world; this is a consensus among all humankind.
“That’s right, I am from the Witch Clan! Please don’t misunderstand, Lord. The Five Witch Clans are just looking for a place to live. We have no intention of competing with the human race for the position of the protagonist of the world.”
Xiang Liu naturally noticed Jian Chen's actions and immediately explained.
Then, he presented the sword hilt with both hands and said in a deep voice.
"The Witch Clan no longer wishes to live in the bottomless abyss. They only wish to leave the abyss and seek a place in this world, such as the Southern Region. Please grant our request, Pavilion Master!"
Jianchen fell into deep thought.
The Witch Clan!
It is intolerable to the world; this is a consensus among humankind.
But the hilt of the sword before me was so tempting.
To seize it by force? That doesn't seem to align with Kenshin's wishes, and he'll never be able to reach the pinnacle.
Swordsman, oh swordsman.
Why are you thinking so much?
Humanity's power is now firmly established, with countless strong individuals, and its status as the protagonist of the world is a foregone conclusion.
The power of the human race is awe-inspiring among all races in the divine realm.
Even during the era when the Twelve Ancestral Witches existed, they could not compare with the human race.
Moreover, the Wu tribe is now barely clinging to life.
not to mention.
Have you forgotten the insults you suffered?
Have you forgotten how you were banished to this world for millions of years, responsible for guarding the seal, and forbidden from returning to the Heavenly Sword Sect?
Have you forgotten how your swordsmanship was stolen?
Have you forgotten the disdainful look on your beloved junior sister's face when she threw herself into someone else's bad news?
Have you forgotten those people's mockery?
No!
I, Jianchen, was born with a sword heart!
We are destined to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!
Those who laugh at me, insult me, and harm me deserve to pay the price!
The birth of the Witch Clan has nothing to do with me!
Thinking about these things.
Jianchen's eyes hardened.
Looking down at the willows below.
"Very well! So, Peak Master, you have such a heart? This is a great honor for our Heavenly Sword Pavilion! I will grant your wish. However, with the Witch Clan now present, we must not indiscriminately kill the innocent, or I will certainly not forgive you!"
"We will obey the Lord's orders. The Witch Clan is deeply grateful for the arrival of the Witch Clan in this realm and will never be invincible against the Human Clan!"
One of them was pretending, and the other was acting; that's how the meeting ended.
After obtaining the sword hilt from the Sword Ancestor, the Sword Minister went into seclusion for a life-or-death retreat.
I hope that one day I can comprehend the legacy of the Sword Ancestor and achieve the supreme path of swordsmanship.
One day, with a sword in hand, I will dare to challenge the Heavenly Sword Sect!
Xiang Liu received the Heavenly Sword Token and was in charge of all matters within the Heavenly Sword Pavilion during the Pavilion Master's absence.
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