If I live forever, everyone thinks I am invincible

The moment they saw the old beggar’s body, not only Chen Changan and the other three, but even the old beggar himself was stunned.

What's happening here?

Could it be that he is already dead?

But if he was dead, why would he appear in the sword burial place?

"Brother, this place is really evil. I saw a ghost again."

"But why haven't these bodies turned into bones?"

"Logically speaking, he should have been dead for many years, right?" Da Huang asked puzzledly.

"Nonsense, the people here have already achieved the immortal golden body, how could their bodies turn into bones easily like ordinary people?"

"Even if they have lost their vital signs, their bodies are still immortal."

“The question now is not why these people did not turn into bones, but…what exactly happened here.”

Judging from what we see, a very fierce battle must have taken place here.

But the question is, why does everyone die in almost the same way?

There are so many people, could it be possible that they were all killed by one person?

At this time, the old beggar had already walked to "his" own body. Looking at the person lying on the ground who looked exactly like himself, the old beggar's eyes were full of confusion.

"Do you remember anything?"

"Didn't you say you were home?"

"Then what?" Chen Changan walked to the old beggar and asked curiously.

"I used to...seem to live here."

"But the question is... why am I still here?" The old beggar frowned, his memory had not fully recovered.

"Are you sure this body is yours?"

"Is not it?"

Chen Changan frowned slightly and mobilized the laws of time and space to see if he could reproduce the situation here.

However, Chen Changan failed in the end.

It’s not because it took too long, but because... it was blocked!

"Strange, it seems like someone blocked everything that happened here."

"There is no way to use the laws of time and space to trace back what happened here."

"Old beggar, I'm afraid you are the only one who can remember what happened here."

After hearing Chen Changan's words, the old beggar slowly placed his hand on the other part of the broken sword on the corpse.

The moment the old beggar's hand touched the broken sword, the broken sword slowly floated up from the corpse.

Finally, the two broken swords slowly merged in the air and returned to their original appearance.

"This sword of the old beggar is not bad."

"I feel that it is of the same level as the Sky-Devouring Sword in Madam's hand."

"However, the Heaven-Devouring Sword should be better because it has the ability to self-improve."

"The important thing is that this sword should have a sword spirit."

"The old beggar may have forgotten everything, but the sword spirit... shouldn't have forgotten it too, right?"

After hearing Hong Chen's words, Chen Changan nodded, but the problem was that the sword had been damaged before, and the sword spirit might have also suffered a great blow, so it was unknown whether it still existed.

"Is the sword spirit still there?" Chen Changan asked the old beggar.

"Not anymore, but...I remembered something."

I remembered?

"What happened here?"

“Why did so many people die?”

"Are you the one who died?" Chen Changan asked curiously.

"Let me sort it out first. It's a little messy and a little broken."

Although the old beggar remembered some things, they were fragmentary, incomplete, and in no particular order.

Chen Changan did not disturb the old beggar, who was also deep in thought at this time.

"Brother, come here."

"I was just bored and wandered around."

"I discovered something."

"whats the matter?"

"These people all died in the same way, with the swords pierced in the same place."

"But the traces of fighting around here... don't seem to be very strong."

"Do you think there is a possibility that these people... committed suicide?"

suicide?

Chen Changan observed carefully. Whether it was the way these people died or their expressions before they died, something seemed to be wrong.

It is indeed as Dahuang said, it is more like self-understanding.

But so many people committing suicide collectively?

"It's suicide, and it's not suicide!"

At this moment, the old beggar who had been in deep thought finally came to his senses, and his eyes were no longer confused, as if he remembered everything.

"You remember everything?"

"I remembered!"

"I remember everything now."

"The so-called Chaos Sword Tomb existed a long time ago, and the purpose of the Chaos Sword Tomb was actually to trap a sword."

Trapped a sword?

"What kind of sword is so powerful that it needs to be trapped in a place like the Chaos Sword Tomb?"

"Isn't it the Sky Burial Sword?"

"No."

"But this sword is also not simple. The Sky Burial Sword is the most terrifying and the most powerful sword in the legend of the Sword Burial Land."

"But the Sky Burial Sword is righteous. As the saying goes, good and evil cannot coexist. Where there is good, there must be evil."

"The evil sword trapped in the Chaos Sword Tomb is the Ten Thousand Demon Sword!"

Ten Thousand Demon Sword?

"What about you?"

"What's the situation with the people here?" Chen Changan asked curiously.

"We...are the Sword Guardian Clan."

"We are ordered to stay behind at the Chaos Sword Tomb and guard the Ten Thousand Demon Sword."

On orders?

"By whose order?"

"I don't know. I can't remember. I just remember that this was our order."

"We, the Sword Guardians, use our bodies to protect the sword. The sword is our life."

"Everything was going smoothly at first, but in the end... the Ten Thousand Demon Sword found a loophole."

"The Ten Thousand Demon Sword is too terrifying and too powerful. It has taken control of the swords of our Sword Guard Clan and forced us to... sacrifice our lives for the sword."

"Everyone in the Sword Guarding Clan died in this battle of sacrificing their lives for the sword."

"I am the only one who survived."

"But why did I survive?"

"How did I survive?"

"What's going on with this corpse?"

The old beggar had no memory of this. Perhaps his memory only stayed at the moment when he sacrificed his life to the sword.

By the time he woke up, he had already been sent out of the Chaos Sword Tomb.

"Could it be intentional?"

"The Ten Thousand Demon Sword left one alive?"

"In order to accomplish some purpose of one's own?" Chen Changan guessed.

"Purpose?"

"The purpose of the Ten Thousand Demon Sword is to break through the blockade of the Chaos Sword Tomb. Another purpose is... to find the Sky Burial Sword."

"But what does this have to do with me?" said the old beggar with a frown.

"We'll know once we find the Ten Thousand Demon Sword."

"Is it... still here?"

When the Ten Thousand Demons Sword was mentioned, the old beggar's eyes were full of panic and fear. It was obvious that the Ten Thousand Demons Sword had left him with a great shadow.

"So many years have passed. Without the Sword Guardians, will it... still be here?"