I transmigrated to a chaotic world and became the sole player.

The atmosphere in the square was so heavy it was almost palpable.

The four groups stared at each other, their eyes filled with wariness and calculation. Everyone knew that whoever made the first move would likely become the target of everyone's attacks.

"Brother Liu is quite right." The purple-robed youth—Lei Xiao, the senior disciple of the Xuantian Sect—spoke first, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Wuji and Su Ningshuang. "This sword stele inheritance is no ordinary thing; it may contain many trials. Fighting now would only waste our energy. It would be better to wait for the inheritance to manifest and then rely on our own abilities. Fairy Su, Brother Zhao, what do you think?"

He was testing the waters, and also using Liu Suifeng's words to save face. After all, the Qingyun Sect and the Xuantian Sect were evenly matched, and if the Xuanbing Valley joined in, the situation would become even more complicated. It was better to stop for now and see how things developed.

Zhao Wuji's expression was uncertain. He was naturally unwilling, but his injuries forced him to be cautious. He glanced at the pale-faced Lin Jingyu and the other injured junior brothers beside him, then at the composed Su Ningshuang and Liu Suifeng, and finally nodded slowly: "Alright. However, no one can approach this sword monument first!"

"Alright." Su Ningshuang parted her lips slightly, uttering only one word, but her gaze never left the towering sword monument.

Liu Suifeng, fanning himself with a folding fan, smiled and said, "That's excellent. How about we all step back ten feet and wait for the inheritance to manifest?"

A fragile balance was reached among the four parties, who retreated and formed a fan-shaped encirclement about ten feet away from the sword monument, remaining wary of each other.

In the shadows, Lu Zhao concealed his aura completely, like a lifeless stone, silently observing the situation in the square. His gaze swept over the people, finally settling on the increasingly clear sword-shaped light imprint at the top of the sword monument.

"The sword seal of inheritance... it really is within this sword monument," Lu Zhao thought to himself. He could sense that the seal contained an extremely powerful and pure sword aura, even more ancient and profound than the sword intent of the "Burning Heaven" sword.

"It seems to have been left by a remarkable senior swordsman." Lu Zhao's heart involuntarily quickened. Such a legacy would be an immense opportunity for any swordsman.

"However, obtaining this inheritance will likely not be easy." Lu Zhao glanced at the four opposing sides, then at the massive sword monument. This sword monument didn't seem so approachable. Moreover, once the inheritance truly manifested, this fragile balance would inevitably be broken, and a chaotic battle would be unavoidable.

"I need to think of a way..." Lu Zhao's mind raced. Taking it by force, in his current state, facing so many late-stage and perfect Foundation Establishment experts, especially Zhao Wuji, Su Ningshuang, Lei Xiao, and Liu Suifeng, he had almost no chance of winning. He had to outsmart them.

His gaze involuntarily fell upon the broken sword "Return to the Void" in his hand. Since entering this area, the vibration of this broken sword had become increasingly obvious, and now it was emitting a series of low hums, and the blurry patterns on the blade seemed to be glowing faintly.

"Could it be... that this broken sword is related to the legacy of this sword monument?" Lu Zhao's heart stirred. This "Return to the Void" broken sword has a mysterious origin and contains the true meaning of annihilation and end. It does indeed fit the atmosphere of this sword tomb.

"Perhaps this is my chance." Lu Zhao gripped the broken sword tightly, a bold idea forming in his mind.

Just then, the enormous sword monument suddenly began to tremble violently!

"Boom—!"

The entire plaza—no, the entire Sword Tomb—trembled! Countless broken swords resonated with each other, emitting sword cries! The sword-shaped light imprint atop the sword monument shone brightly, dazzling and illuminating the entire dark depths of the Sword Tomb!

"The legacy is about to be revealed!" someone shouted.

The people on all sides tensed up instantly, all eyes fixed on the sword-shaped light imprint, and their spiritual power began to gather secretly.

"Buzz—!"

After reaching its most dazzling peak, the sword-shaped light imprint suddenly detached from the sword monument and slowly rose into the air! It slowly rotated in the air, exuding a vast, ancient, and incomparably sharp sword intent!

Under this atmosphere, everyone present, whether it was Zhao Wuji, Su Ningshuang, Lei Xiao, or Liu Suifeng, felt a shock and awe from the depths of their souls! It was an absolute suppression on a different level!

"What... what kind of sword intent is this?" Lei Xiao murmured, his face pale.

"Such a powerful swordsmanship lineage!" Su Ningshuang's beautiful eyes shone with admiration.

"Attack!" A greedy glint flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes. He could no longer hold back and shouted. His figure was as fast as lightning as he rushed out first, reaching out to grab the sword-shaped light imprint!

"Zhao Wuji, how dare you!" Lei Xiao roared, slashing with his purple lightning sword, a thick bolt of lightning sword energy struck straight at Zhao Wuji's back!

"Lei Ming, your opponent is me!" Although Lin Jingyu was injured, he couldn't care less at this moment. He gritted his teeth and stood in front of Lei Xiao, his sword flashing, and they fought each other.

"I want this inheritance!" Su Ningshuang's figure was ethereal, like a fairy in the snow. With a tap of her ice sword, countless ice crystals formed sword energy that swept over Zhao Wuji and Lei Xiao!

"Hehe, how could such a lively event be complete without me, Liu Suifeng?" Liu Suifeng chuckled, unfolding his folding fan. Several invisible wind blades silently slashed towards the sword-shaped light seal, attempting to seize it directly!

In an instant, chaos reigned! People from all sides harbored their own agendas: some wanted to seize the inheritance, some wanted to stop others, and some wanted to take advantage of the confusion to launch a sneak attack! Sword energy, lightning, frost, and wind blades intertwined and collided on the square, erupting with deafening roars!

"Now!" A glint flashed in Lu Zhao's eyes from the shadows. This chaotic moment was exactly what he had been waiting for!

Instead of rushing towards the sword-shaped light imprint in the air like others, he poured all his spiritual power into the broken sword "Return to the Void" in his hand!

"Buzz—!"

After absorbing Lu Zhao's spiritual power, the broken sword "Gui Xu" vibrated even more violently! The blurry patterns on the sword body lit up with a faint gray light, and an ancient, but more restrained and profound sword intent of annihilation emanated from the broken sword!

This sword intent was completely different from the sword intent emanating from the dazzling sword-shaped light imprint in the air, but it resonated with the sword-shaped light imprint the moment it appeared!

"Buzz—!"

The sword-shaped light imprint suspended in the air also trembled slightly! The light it emitted seemed to fluctuate, no longer as stable as before.

"What?!" Zhao Wuji, Su Ningshuang, and the others who were fighting also sensed this unusual fluctuation and were taken aback.

"It's that broken sword!" Lei Xiao, with his sharp eyes, immediately spotted the glowing broken sword in Lu Zhao's hand hidden in the shadows. "It's that brat!"

"The broken sword in his hand... can actually trigger the inherited sword seal?!" A hint of surprise flashed in Su Ning Shuang's beautiful eyes.

"Oh no! What is he planning to do?!" Zhao Wuji's expression changed, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart.

"Everyone, take down this kid first!" Liu Suifeng reacted the fastest, flicking his folding fan, and several wind blades instantly changed direction, attacking the shadowy spot where Lu Zhao was!

"Too late!" Lu Zhao shouted. Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, he did not try to grab the sword-shaped light imprint in the air. Instead, he held the "Return to the Void" broken sword and thrust it towards the base of the giant sword monument!

"Has he gone mad?!" This thought crossed everyone's mind. That sword monument clearly wasn't an ordinary object; how could a broken sword possibly pierce it?

However, the next moment, something shocking happened.

"laugh--!"

The dusty, broken "Gui Xu" sword pierced the seemingly hard black metal ground, the base of the sword monument, as easily as piercing tofu!

"Buzz—!"

The moment the broken sword "Return to the Void" pierced through, the entire massive sword monument trembled violently! An even more intense tremor than before followed! One by one, the mysterious sword-shaped runes on the sword monument lit up, emitting an ancient and obscure light!

"boom!"

A thick beam of light shot into the sky from the top of the sword monument, piercing directly through the gloom above the sword mound! At the same time, the sword-shaped light imprint floating in the air transformed into a stream of light, which did not fly towards any one person, but instead directly disappeared into the beam of light that shot into the sky!

"No—!" Zhao Wuji, Lei Xiao and the others roared in unwilling anger, desperately rushing towards the pillar of light, trying to stop it, but were shaken back by the powerful sword intent emanating from the pillar of light!

"What...what's going on?!" Liu Suifeng's smile vanished, his eyes filled with astonishment and uncertainty.

"He...he activated the true inheritance?" Su Ningshuang looked at the towering pillar of light, and within it, at the young man standing with a sword, his figure gradually blurring. A complex emotion flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Damn it! It's that broken sword! That broken sword is the key!" Zhao Wuji's eyes were bloodshot. He recalled the scene of Lu Zhao using this broken sword to break the seal of the "Burning Heaven" sword, and he was filled with regret. He should have realized it sooner!

"Kill him! Take his broken sword!" Lei Xiao's face was also contorted with rage. He sensed that an unimaginable swordsmanship inheritance was brewing within the towering pillar of light, an inheritance that was beyond their reach!

"Boom!"

The sword monument trembled even more violently, and the towering pillar of light began to slowly contract inward, as if trying to pull something out from the depths of the earth.

"Who... has awakened my sword monument...?"

An ancient, vast voice, seemingly from endless ages ago, resounded throughout the Sword Tomb—no, in the hearts and minds of everyone there!

Everyone, including Lu Zhao who was in the pillar of light, shuddered and felt an indescribable pressure emanating from the sword monument!

"It's the will of the sword monument! It's the predecessor who left this sword mound!" someone exclaimed.

The voice carried a hint of bewilderment and a touch of reminiscence, and finally, it turned into a soft sigh.

"So it's the aura of 'Return to the Void'... Little one, are you willing to accept my test and receive my inheritance?"

An aged voice resounded directly in Lu Zhao's mind.

Lu Zhao looked at the broken sword "Gui Xu" in his hand, which was vibrating and resonating with the sword monument. He then looked at the crowd around him, who were all eyeing him with hostility and resentment. He took a deep breath and nodded heavily in the direction from which the old voice came without hesitation.

"Senior, this junior is willing!"