My disciples are all the capital of the emperor

After the end of the Chaos Divine Dynasty's core area, Xuan Yuan Yao was taken back to the Xuan Yuan Clan by Xuan Yuan Tian Zhao and others, and imprisoned in the Sword Tomb, where she was suppressed by the ancestral sword intent.

Xuanyuan Tianzhao also promised that all the information about the divine realm obtained from Xuanyuan Yao would be made public.

The Xu family and other forces had no doubts about this, after all, they were sword cultivators, and the God Realm was a common enemy of the Chaos Realm.

However, ever since the River Dream God removed the restriction on Xuan Yuan Yao with the River Chart and Luo Book, she has been in a state of soul dormancy. Moreover, according to the River Dream God, forcibly searching her soul at this time would probably cause Xuan Yuan Yao to strongly resist in her subconscious and then destroy her own soul.

Xuanyuan Tianzhao and the others expressed their doubts, but dared not gamble.

After all, their only source of information about the divine realm now is Xuanyuan Yao's information.

When Lu Changsheng arrived at this sword tomb, he looked around and saw that the mountain was densely covered with rusty swords, but they still could not conceal the sword intent within them.

The Xuanyuan Clan truly lives up to its reputation as the foremost family in swordsmanship. Not a single sword here is ordinary; any one of them, if left out, could become an extraordinary opportunity for a sword cultivator.

"What is this thing? Why is it rusty? Why don't we use some stainless steel to make a sword?" Lu Changsheng stroked his chin, then suddenly seemed to realize something and widened his eyes, saying, "I get it, you want to give the sword a buff so that the enemy can get tetanus directly, right? Anyway, there's no tetanus injection here."

Lu Changsheng crossed his arms and nodded solemnly, "Hmm, I didn't expect these ancient sword cultivators to be so cunning. It's worth learning from them."

"Where did this brat come from, showing disrespect to the venerable immortal ancestors in the Sword Tomb!"

Suddenly, a sword at the foot of the mountain trembled, and a sword intent swept towards Lu Changsheng!
Lu Changsheng was startled, "A zombie?!"

Then he pointed his finger toward the sky, and nine swords appeared in the air!
The entire sword mound was filled with the aura of the God-Slaying Sword.

However, the outside world did not reveal anything about it.

Before arriving, Lu Changsheng had already set up several arrays around the Sword Tomb to prevent his actions from being too conspicuous and attracting attention from the outside world.

Lu Changsheng secretly infiltrated this place.

This is the orthodox God-Slaying Sword Formation, which cannot be compared with the minor God-Slaying Sword Formation that Fang Qiong is currently using.

The mere release of the God-Slaying Sword Qi easily shattered the sword qi of this entire world.

"Senior, please show mercy and do not destroy this sword mound."

This voice came from the summit of Sword Tomb, and at the same time, it scolded, "Little Seven, you must not be rude to your senior!"

Upon hearing this, the sword at the foot of the mountain, which was called Xiao Qi, immediately withdrew its sword aura.

It's unclear whether it was the sword on the mountaintop that scolded him or the God-Slaying Sword Formation that frightened him.

Lu Changsheng did not withdraw the God-Slaying Sword Formation. The tips of the nine God-Slaying Swords, which were suspended under the clouds, slowly tilted and aimed at the sword on the mountaintop.

"Senior is not a member of my Xuanyuan clan. If such strength were placed in ancient times, it would probably be stronger than our ancestor."

The ancestor he referred to was naturally Xuanyuan Tianzhao.

According to the rules of the Xuanyuan Clan, those who can leave their swords in the Sword Tomb are either former heads of the clan or people who have made significant contributions to the Xuanyuan Clan.

Lu Changsheng waved his hand and said, "I don't know who is stronger, but I have no intention of digging up graves, so you can rest assured."

"With your swordsmanship cultivation, senior, you naturally have no need for our swordsmanship inheritance." A voice came from the top of the Sword Tomb. "I just want to ask, senior, what brings you to my Xuanyuan Clan's Sword Tomb?"

Lu Changsheng pointed at Xuan Yuanyao: "Look, your family has produced a lackey of the God Realm. I'm here to try and get some information out of her."

"Make senior laugh."

Seemingly somewhat embarrassing, the sword intent throughout the entire sword mound ceased to flow.

"However... isn't it a bit inappropriate for you, senior, to trespass into our Xuanyuan Clan's forbidden area like this?"

Lu Changsheng's expression instantly turned solemn. He pointed his finger at the nine God-Slaying Swords above, and the God-Slaying Sword Qi surged forth.

"What, you want to fight?"

"No, no, no..." the voice hurriedly said, "No, no, we can't beat you, senior. We just want to ask, since our Xuanyuan clan originally intended to disclose the information obtained from the interrogation to the public, why do we still need to make this trip?"

"I can tell." Lu Changsheng nodded slightly. "Are you afraid that my motives are impure, that I'm from the God Realm?"

The silence was a tacit agreement.

Lu Changsheng thought for a moment, then waved his hand, and a light screen appeared, showing Ye Qiubai and his group fighting against the Dragon Elephant God.

"Look, these brats are my disciples."

Xuanyuan Tianzhao was the ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan, and he had mentioned the reason for the matter to them in the Sword Tomb.

So I knew about this.

At the same time, they were shocked to discover that the person in front of them was the master of those dozen or so monstrous juniors.

"No wonder these young people are so strong; they have been taught by their seniors."

A person who can casually unleash a sword formation like the God-Slaying Sword Formation, a formation that is beyond their reach.

The mere glimpse of sword energy they displayed was enough to leave them utterly defenseless, not to mention that they were all left with only a wisp of remnant soul in this sword tomb.

not to mention.

Xuanyuan Tianzhao originally wanted to befriend this person.

"Is it okay now?" Lu Changsheng asked.

"Please make yourself at home, senior."

Lu Changsheng had just walked towards Xuan Yuanyao when he stopped and casually tossed out a sword. This sword was one that Lu Changsheng had forged in his spare time from a willow branch. He said, "It's never good to trespass on someone else's forbidden territory. Consider this an apology. It's too small, so don't mind it."

An apology... is too small?
All the swords embedded in the mountain in the entire sword mound began to tremble, and the swords rang out in waves!

"Not small! Senior, not small at all!"

"That's right, that's right. You're too kind, senior."

"How about you... trespass a few more times, senior?"

Suddenly, sounds also came from the other swords.

Lu Changsheng frowned, waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, but I have one more request, about why I came here..."

"I will absolutely not tell anyone!"

Lu Changsheng nodded slightly: "It doesn't mean anything else. It's just that you all know the current situation. We don't know where this hidden pawn from the God Realm has suddenly appeared."

"We understand..."

As they spoke, Lu Changsheng quietly set up a restriction on the spot.

They monitor every move here to prevent any leaks from among them.

Only then did Lu Changsheng feel relieved and approach Xuan Yuan Yao.

He then pointed a finger at Xuan Yuan Yao's brow.

Ok?
Lu Changsheng was stunned after only sensing it slightly.

This is not a dormant state, but rather the presence of the five elements and yin-yang energies preventing her from waking up.

Moreover... there are no restrictions among them.

Weird.

This is different from what Ye Qiubai and his gang of brats said...

What exactly does that River Dream God want to do?
Why deceive the people of the Xuanyuan clan?

If you didn't want them to know, why didn't you stop the Xuanyuan clan from bringing the people back?
As Lu Changsheng pondered this, he entered Xuan Yuan Yao's sea of ​​consciousness.

When you see those behind-the-scenes moments.

Lu Changsheng's expression gradually turned serious. (End of Chapter)