I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Stone Flame Spiritual Treasury, Natural Barrier Cliff.

The towering cliffs are steep and precipitous.

Yi Jifeng's white robe was stained with dirt and blood, and his right sleeve was empty.

The leader of the Seven Swords of Xuantian, the Master of the Long Rainbow Sword, was no longer as dashing as before.

However, he still maintained an upright posture and a stern expression.

The one arm gripped the longsword tightly, its blade gleaming coldly in the dim light.

His clothes fluttered in the wind.

Sword cultivators can only die standing, not live kneeling.

Ice Soul Sword and Qin Churan stood side by side, their faces somber.

Of the Seven Swords of Xuantian, only six remain, and Yi Jifeng has lost his right hand, which is used for wielding swords.

lost heavily!

Ling Xueyan, the youngest among the Purple Cloud Swordswomen, had pale lips. She was not injured, but she no longer had the courage to wield the sword.

"If I'd known, I wouldn't have come." She repeated this to herself more than once.

The fact that these elite disciples of the Xuantian Sect were forced into this state indicates that a powerful enemy has attacked.

Led by the two young sect leaders of the Demon Thunder Sect and the Shadow Sect of the Demon Heaven Sect, nearly a hundred people were used to surround and kill them.

The Seven Swords of Xuantian led the other disciples in fighting their way in and out, holding their ground at the Heavenly Barrier Cliff.

At this moment, time is not on their side.

The fact that the Xuan Tian disciples' identity tokens were stolen by the Youying Sect means that the sect does not know their location, and the reinforcement team may have gone in another direction.

Not knowing the meaning of perseverance, or the duration of perseverance, is the greatest test of one's heart.

At that moment, a mysterious light suddenly appeared in the spiritual treasure, tearing through the dark sky like lightning.

The faint sound of swords ringing out could be heard, clear and melodious, like the roar of dragons and the howl of tigers.

The disciples of Xuantian Sect looked out from the edge of the cliff and saw a crack appear in the ground in the distance.

Even though they were thousands of meters apart, as a sword cultivator, he could feel countless sword energies gushing out from the cracks.

These sword energies were incredibly sharp, cutting the air into pieces wherever they passed.

They intertwined and weaved through the sky, like a magnificent yet dangerous storm of swords.

"Sword Abyss!"

Yi Jifeng and Qin Churan exchanged a glance, both wearing bitter smiles.

Sword Abyss was originally their destination, and the Sword Washing Pool was located within Sword Abyss.

Although the Spirit Treasury is a trap of the demonic path, it is indeed a Spirit Treasury.

"Sword Abyss..."

Ling Xueyan stared blankly, and uncontrollably walked towards the bottomless cliff, only to be stopped in time by the disciples beside her.

"Senior brother, we're entering the Sword Abyss. These sword energies will boost our strength!" Ling Xueyan exclaimed excitedly.

Sword cultivators naturally have a unique advantage in the Sword Abyss.

Yi Jifeng pursed his lips and remained silent.

Qin Churan said helplessly, "The demonic cultivators are lying in ambush below, and when we broke through, we confirmed that there were demonic cultivators from the Dragon Demon Palace guarding Sword Abyss. Even if we charged in, we would have a chance of survival."

Flying boats cannot be used in the Spirit Realm.

Ling Xueyan was on the verge of collapse, her face filled with despair.

……

“Brother Shen, the Dragon Demon Palace has trapped our sect’s disciples in the Sword Abyss. This is a declaration of war against us. It’s definitely the young master of the Blood Sword Sect of the Dragon Demon Palace who wants to compete with us in swordsmanship.”

On the Stone Forest side, the disciples of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect rested for a while before continuing their mission.

Wang Chao opened the map he had obtained from the Blood Demon Child and pointed to the Sword Abyss, saying, "Once you pass the Sword Abyss, that's your destination. I'll have Yang Mengxiao and the other two continue to advance with you."

The disciples that the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect wants to save are all in the Sword Abyss.

According to the initial plan, Shen Ming was to split up and each rescue their own people.

After what just happened, Wang Chao asked Yang Mengxiao to continue traveling with Shen Ming and to lend him a hand.

This was a difficult task for Yang Mengxiao and the other two, and it also put their lives in danger.

"Are you willing?" Wang Chao asked the three of them.

"Obligated!"

Lin Ping, who had the least say, spoke first, admitting that he had initially been skeptical of Shen Ming.

Now, he couldn't wait to fight alongside Shen Ming and wreak havoc on all sides.

"Life is worthwhile if you can experience that moment of glory!" That's what Lin Ping thought.

Yang Mengxiao was the calmest; she followed the arrangements, but she didn't know if Yue Shan would be willing.

She knew her junior colleague well; she was rather self-centered.

"Sects should naturally advance and retreat together!" To everyone's surprise, Yue Shan's face turned red, her eyes were burning, and she even seemed a little impatient.

You're clearly after her body! Yang Mengxiao secretly rolled her eyes.

Shen Ming was deeply moved; the light of righteousness had shone upon the earth.

There are still many good people in the world.

The Dragon Abyss Sword Sect was initially willing to take him along, and now they're even offering him three helpers.

Although I did put in some effort just now, it was still unexpected.

"Senior Brother Wang, I can't let you lose your fighting strength. I'll go to Sword Abyss with you and rescue the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect disciples there first."

"Brother Shen is truly righteous!"

Wang Chao was extremely excited and patted Shen Ming on the shoulder.

“However, in the Sword Abyss, sword energy is of great help to sword cultivators, not only to us, but also to that person from the Blood Sword Sect. Brother Shen will suffer a great loss there,” he said.

“Don’t worry, I also know a little about swordsmanship,” Shen Ming said.

"Brother Shen also understands swordsmanship?!"

Wang Chao found Shen Ming more and more pleasing to the eye, and even wished he could become sworn brothers with him.

Shen Ming did indeed use a sword in the formation just now, and his swordsmanship was quite good.

"However, swordsmanship and the way of the sword are different. Brother Shen may not know the difference."

Only disciples who have mastered the way of the sword can receive the blessing of sword energy. Wang Chao did not point this out, after all, Shen Ming meant well.

They are sword cultivators, not hotheads.

Just then, Jian Yuan unleashed a sword aura that stretched for thousands of feet.

"Let's go! Rescue the disciples of my Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, and then we'll go together to rescue the disciples of the Profound Heaven Sect!"

Without time to say more, Wang Chao waved his hand and took the lead.

The other disciples had no objections. Shen Ming was so righteous; how could they, as sword cultivators, lose face?

Thus, a large group of sword cultivators headed towards Sword Abyss.

Sword Abyss is actually a mysterious hundred-zhang-long crack in the ground, beneath which a canyon forms.

The underground river has submerged the canyon, and deep within the mountain wall stands a tall and magnificent palace.

The two massive stone doors were tightly shut, and the stone pillars of the portico were like the arms of giants, carved with delicate and intricate patterns.

A young man sat atop the stone pillar.

His face was sharply defined, with a perpetually unruly smile on his lips, and beneath his eyes a blood-red hue. That red was vivid and intense, like a burning flame, or like scarlet blood.

One hand rested casually on a bright red sword beside him.

The sword was blindingly red, as if it had drunk its fill of blood. The blade exuded a chilling, bloody aura, its thick red color seeming as if it might drip blood at any moment.

Blood Sword Sect's Young Master, Blood Severance!

"Young Master, the people from the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect have arrived." An armored attendant appeared beside him.

"You've finally arrived. Is everything arranged?" Duan Xue asked.

"Young Master, rest assured, the sword energy here will not benefit them in the slightest. They will be even weaker than ordinary martial artists here!"

"Hehehe!" Duan Xue laughed loudly, almost impatiently.