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Inside the command tent, Shen Mo closed his eyes to regulate his breathing. The faint noise, discussions, and even the sigh coming from outside seemed irrelevant to him. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the Myriad Laws Source Pearl slowly rotated, absorbing the meager power of the stars to repair his depleted soul.

This battle, though seemingly glorious, was actually fraught with danger. Although the Earth Dragon Lizard had retreated, the root cause of the beast tide had not been eliminated, the hidden hand had not yet appeared, the intentions of the Blazing Sun and Heavenly Sword sects were unpredictable, and there were also undercurrents within the alliance.

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The smoke from the Battle of Duanlong Cliff had not yet dissipated, and the air was still filled with a faint smell of blood and scorched earth.

Beside the dilapidated fortifications, the surviving cultivators silently carried the bodies of their fallen comrades and cleaned their blood-stained weapons. Occasionally, when they looked up towards Black Wind Valley, a trace of the thrill of surviving a catastrophe and a hint of uncertainty about the future lingered in their eyes.

With Shen Mo at the helm, coordinating all parties, providing relief to the wounded and injured, and reorganizing defenses, his orders, like precise gears, brought this massive and battered war machine back onto its orderly track.

The alliance's banner fluttered in the blood-red sunset, and though somewhat tattered, it resonated more deeply with every cultivator present than ever before.

However, just as this world was catching its breath from the excruciating pain and its tense nerves were beginning to relax, an invisible, incomparably sharp "sword" suddenly and unexpectedly pierced into this still unsettled sky from the distant south, accompanied by a sharp cry that seemed to tear the heavens apart.

Tianjian Sect, Buried Sword Valley.

This is the forbidden area of ​​the Heavenly Sword Sect, and also the place where the sect leader, Jian Wuji, secluded himself year-round. As its name suggests, the valley is surrounded by sheer cliffs, barren of any vegetation, with only endless jagged rocks and a chilling sword intent.

Deep within the valley, legend has it that the remains of the swords of the Heavenly Sword Sect's ancestors are buried, shrouded in a chilling and solitary atmosphere of sword intent year-round, making it too dangerous for ordinary disciples to approach.

However, on this day, the grayish-white sword intent mist that had been accumulating for years above Burial Sword Valley suddenly began to churn and boil violently without warning! It was as if a ferocious beast that had been sleeping for countless years was about to break free from its seal.

"Buzz—!"

At first, it was just a faint sword cry, yet it pierced the soul, as if it came from the depths of the underworld, or as if it descended from the heavens.

The sword cry was not particularly grand, but it carried a pure sharpness that could cut through everything and destroy all laws. It instantly pierced through the many restrictions of the Burial Sword Valley and resounded throughout the entire Heavenly Sword Sect's mountain gate!

"What's going on?!"

"It's the Valley of Burial Swords!"

"This sword intent...it's the sect leader's?!"

Within the Heavenly Sword Sect, whether disciples were cultivating or elders were handling affairs, everyone was startled by the sudden sword cry and rushed out of their houses, looking towards the direction of Burial Sword Valley with surprise and uncertainty.

The sword's cry grew louder and more urgent, eventually transforming into a clear and resonant piercing sound that pierced the heavens and earth!

At the same time, above the Burial Sword Valley, the churning sword intent mist suddenly contracted inward, transforming into a huge gray-white vortex that connected the sky and the earth. At the center of the vortex, a point of silver-white light suddenly lit up. At first, it was as small as a bean, but then it expanded and transformed into a dazzling silver pillar of light that was impossible to look at directly, which shot into the sky with a roar!

"Clang—!!!"

Within the beam of light, a blurry human figure could be vaguely seen, standing with his hands behind his back.

Endless sword energy burst forth from his body, merging with the pillar of light and transforming into billions of fine yet incomparably sharp silver sword lights, shooting out in all directions!

The clouds in the sky were easily torn apart, revealing the azure sky behind them. Sunlight fell, but it was cut into pieces and strands by the endless sword energy, appearing fragmented.

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Throughout the entire Tianjian Mountain Range, countless longswords and short blades hidden here, whether hanging on the waists of disciples, enshrined in front of the Ancestral Hall, or buried deep in the Sword Tomb, all trembled at this moment, emitting sword cries that were sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low-pitched, sometimes clear, and sometimes wailing, as if they were paying homage to their king!

"A chorus of swords! A chorus of swords! The sect leader has emerged from seclusion!"

"What terrifying sword intent! My sword... is trembling!"

"Sect Master's divine skill has been perfected! Heaven blesses our Heavenly Sword Sect!"

Exclamations of surprise, ecstasy, and shouts of worship instantly resounded throughout the entire Heavenly Sword Sect. Countless disciples and elders, their eyes brimming with tears of excitement, prostrated themselves in the direction of the silver pillar of light.

In recent years, under the pressure of the Azure Cloud Alliance, the Heavenly Sword Sect has been constrained at every turn, its prestige has plummeted, and its disciples are all filled with resentment.

At this moment, the sect leader, Jian Wuji, who had been in seclusion for many years, emerged from seclusion and caused such an earth-shattering phenomenon. How could they not be overjoyed? It was as if the gloom of the past few days had been swept away by this soaring sword energy!

The silver pillar of light lasted for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea before slowly receding. The countless sword energies, like rivers flowing into the sea, returned to the figure at the center of the pillar of light.

As the last glimmer of silver light dissipated, a figure stepped out from the Burial Sword Valley.

He still looked middle-aged, with a stern face, high cheekbones, and slanted eyebrows that swept into his temples. His eyes were sharp as lightning, as if they could pierce through people's hearts.

Compared to before his seclusion, he seemed to have lost some weight, but his aura was more refined and profound, like a divine weapon that had been sheathed, its sharpness concealed, yet it was even more awe-inspiring.

Especially his eyes, which were no longer as sinister and extreme as before, but instead had settled into a cold indifference that seemed to be able to see through the truth and falsehood of all things. However, deep within this indifference, there seemed to be a very faint and indescribable evil.

He wore a simple silver sword robe, his long hair was casually tied back with a wooden hairpin, and he stood with his hands behind his back on a boulder at the entrance of the valley, his robes swaying gently in the breeze of lingering sword energy.

Standing there, he resembled a peerless, sharp sword, its cold light gleaming, drawn just inches from its sheath, making one afraid to look directly at him.

"Welcome back, Sect Master! Congratulations on your mastery of divine skills!"

The elders and core disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who had already rushed over upon hearing the news, knelt down in unison under the leadership of Jian Wuhen, their voices trembling with excitement.

Especially Jian Wuhen, as the deputy sect leader, had been constrained in his duties as the sect leader for many years. Seeing his elder brother emerge from seclusion with such an amazing aura, he felt a great weight lifted from his heart and was overjoyed.

Jian Wuji's gaze swept calmly over the dense crowd below. Amidst the fervent and awe-inspiring stares, he spoke slowly. His voice, though not loud, was clear and resonant, carrying a metallic quality, cold yet filled with undeniable authority:

"After years of seclusion, I have made some progress. My inner demons have been vanquished, and I have begun to grasp the basics of swordsmanship. I apologize for keeping you all waiting."

"The inner demon has been vanquished! The swordsmanship has begun to take shape!" Upon hearing this, the crowd below trembled with excitement. Before the sect leader went into seclusion, he was already a powerful swordsman in the late Golden Core stage, renowned throughout the Southern Region. Now that he has vanquished his inner demon and made further progress in the swordsmanship, what level has he reached? Could it be... that he has already touched the legendary threshold of the Nascent Soul stage?

"Congratulations, Sect Master! Congratulations, Sect Master!" Cheers resounded through the sky once again.

Jian Wuji slightly raised his hand to suppress his voice and continued, "During my seclusion, I have entrusted the affairs of the sect to Wuhen and the elders." He looked at Jian Wuhen and nodded slightly.

Jian Wuhen quickly bowed: "Serving the sect is my duty! However... the situation in the Southern Region has changed quite a bit since my brother went into seclusion."

"That Shen Mo of the Qingyun Sect is a wolf in sheep's clothing. He has formed a so-called alliance to squeeze out our sect and has repeatedly humiliated the prestige of our Heavenly Sword Sect. He is truly a major threat to our sect! We urge the Sect Master to emerge from seclusion, take charge of the overall situation, and restore the glory of our Heavenly Sword Sect!"