Immortals of the End Times

"You brat, if I don't get out and exercise these old bones of mine soon, I'm afraid I won't survive the next Dharma-ending Age and will have to go to my grave."

The ancient longsword in the hand of the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven trembled slightly, and the familiar, aged voice of the Sword Ancestor of the Qilin Sword resounded.

"Disciple greets Ancestor!"

Zhao Wuji immediately clasped his hands in a salute.

Sword Ancestor smiled with satisfaction: "Your promise to support the sect in times of crisis is enough! The future of the Qilin Sword Sect ultimately belongs to you young people."

Sword Ancestor paused for a moment, then continued, "You are naturally free-spirited and unrestrained. After discussing with Wentian, I intend to appoint you as a Supreme Elder in the future."

As for the position of sect leader, that kid Kong Jingxian is a suitable candidate. What do you think?

"Senior Brother Kong is indeed more suitable to lead the sect."

Zhao Wuji agreed wholeheartedly and clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

He was once the master of a grotto-heaven, and he knew best how complicated such a position was.

Although he could be a hands-off manager back then, it's hard to slack off even if you want to, given the size of the Qilin Sword Sect.

In comparison, the Supreme Elder is much more carefree and at ease.

"No, why did I pick it?"

Zhao Wuji's heart skipped a beat. He found it amusing, but the arrangement made by the patriarch and the sect leader made him suspicious.

He immediately bowed and said, "Ancestor, you've arranged all this so early. Is this trip to the Sword Domain truly so perilous? Have you all been caught off guard?"

The Sword Master of Asking the Heavens nodded solemnly: "Indeed, this is extraordinary. The patriarch of the Immortal Saint Sect once predicted that after this spiritual energy revival, there will likely be a great change in the world, unlike in the past."

This is precisely why the Nine Nether Demon Lord and other demonic giants were so eager to break into the Sword Domain.

He paused, then put his hands behind his back and said solemnly, "Things may change within the Sword Domain this time; the outcome is uncertain."

Moreover, I am taking the Ancestor to an extremely dangerous place, where there might be an opportunity to help him rebuild his physical body and restore his full cultivation.

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly: "It is difficult to help the ancestor rebuild his physical body, but if it is just a matter of finding a body to possess, it should not be difficult to do so."

If Sword Master and Ancestor are concerned about offending Heaven and Earth, this disciple can do the work for them, capturing the demon's body for Ancestor to possess.

The Sword Lord of Asking Heaven shook his head and said, "Possession not only violates the laws of Heaven, but is also a last resort."

It should be understood that the physical body and the primordial spirit are originally one. Taking over another's body will ultimately make it difficult to achieve perfect harmony with one's own primordial spirit, let alone reach the supreme state of unity of essence, energy, and spirit.

His gaze was deep as he stared at Zhao Wuji and warned, "Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator successfully seizes another's body, it is often difficult to advance any further."

It's already a stroke of luck to have regained my former cultivation level; to break through the shackles is simply a pipe dream.

The voice of the Qilin Sword Ancestor came from the ancient sword: "That's right, possession is not what I seek. It's just changing bodies, and it's not as comfortable as staying inside this ancient sword."

Zhao Wuji's heart stirred: It seems that the ancestor intends to reshape his physical body and then break through to the Nascent Soul stage?

However, in this world, after breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, the only place to go is the Nine Heavens.

Didn't our ancestors oppose exploring the Nine Heavens in the past?
Now that Sword Lord is helping Ancestor reshape his physical body, could it be that he wants to use Ancestor's power to explore the mysteries of the Nine Heavens? This is in line with Sword Lord Wentian's lifelong pursuit.

He couldn't help but think that he actually had four chances to reshape his physical body, but this matter was related to the Yin-Yang Pearl and could not be revealed in the slightest.

"I'm keeping you here not just to discuss this matter."

The Sword Lord of Asking Heaven stared directly at Zhao Wuji with eyes as sharp as swords, and said in a deep voice, "You are now the number one sword cultivator in the Nine Provinces among the younger generation, and you are at the height of your fame. You were too sharp at the last sword competition, and those demon giants will not let you go easily."

He rolled up his sleeves, and the exploration map from before reappeared.

He gathered sword light at his fingertips and pointed out two locations on the scroll: "If you are pursued by a powerful enemy, you can escape to these locations."

This is a hidden place discovered by our ancestors, containing ancient restrictive formations.

You only need to follow the specific route marked on the map to enter. Those pursuing you are unfamiliar with the formation and will find it difficult to break in; forcibly breaking through will only trap them further inside.

He flicked his finger and pointed to another spot: "This place holds a fortuitous opportunity, possibly related to a portion of the ancient sword domain's inheritance. If you happen to pass through this area, you might as well take a look."

Finally, the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven's expression grew increasingly solemn: "Once the Ancient Sword Domain is opened, it will last for fifteen years."

You must escape in time after fifteen years, otherwise you will be trapped inside, and the next opening may not be for more than six hundred years.

Moreover, the region is extremely dangerous; some Nascent Soul cultivators have attempted to stay there to break through their limits, but none of them have managed to emerge alive more than six hundred years later.

"More than six hundred years. If I had gotten Zhixia and Shiyu pregnant before I left, the Zhao family would probably have many branches by the time I came out more than six hundred years later."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji muttered to himself, but on the surface, he solemnly clasped his hands in a fist and said, "This disciple will remember."

"Ok!"

The Sword Lord of Asking Heaven's gaze was solemn. Suddenly, he pointed his fingers together like a sword and slowly drew out a dazzling sword light from between his eyebrows.

The sword light was pure and clear, almost tangible, flickering uncertainly at the fingertips.

"Buzz!"

The ancient sword trembled slightly, and the Qilin Sword Ancestor let out a clear and melodious sword cry, also condensing an ancient sword intent.

The two sword energies intertwined and entwined in mid-air, transforming into a lifelike phantom of a Qilin, which raised its head and roared.

"go with!"

With a flick of his sword, the Qilin sword intent instantly entered Zhao Wuji's brow and purple mansion.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji did not stop him, knowing that this was a benefit for him.

In an instant, his dantian trembled, and a sword-qi unicorn with a body as clear as glass coiled within it, its sharpness fully revealed with every breath.

"This is the transformation of my and my ancestor's original sword intent."

The Sword Master of Asking Heaven's face paled slightly, but his voice remained firm and resounding, "If we encounter a powerful enemy, we can unleash this sword. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stages will find it difficult to withstand its sharpness and will surely suffer severe injuries."

Zhao Wuji looked into his inner dantian and saw the sword-qi unicorn lurking there, every wisp of its mane and scales seemingly capable of cleaving mountains and rivers.

He looked at the weary expression on the Sword Lord's face and was about to thank him when the Sword Lord waved his hand and said, "A little bit of damage, I can recover in ten days. You may go now, and remember what I said."

With a flick of his sleeves, the palace gates opened wide.

"Yes. Your disciple will remember."

Zhao Wuji bowed deeply, then turned and left, stepping on the moonlight that bathed the ground.

Zhao Wuji returned to his cave, closed his eyes, and focused his mind, carefully sensing the Qilin-shaped sword intent within his Purple Mansion.

The sword intent was as deep and boundless as the sea, containing the profound meaning of the Heaven-Asking Sword Technique and the Qilin Sword Technique. As the sword light flowed, it seemed to encompass all the mysteries of the two sword techniques.

"The Sword Sovereign of Heaven and the Ancestor have directly passed on the complete sword technique to me..."

A thought stirred within him. With his swordsmanship skills, he only needed to comprehend this sword intent to gradually master the essence of the two sword techniques, and he would no longer need to spend sect contribution points to exchange for them in the future.

However, if it weren't for his profound swordsmanship and extraordinary comprehension, even if an ordinary cultivator obtained this sword intent, it would be extremely difficult to comprehend the complete sword technique from it.

He sank into the depths of the sword intent and suddenly felt a sharp and domineering edge piercing his soul, making him tremble.

"Such a strong sword intent!"

If this sword were unleashed, even a Nascent Soul-level being like the Demon Tree's clone would likely suffer severe damage!
While he was pondering, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

If the Pot Heaven Technique is used within the Ancient Sword Domain, can it bring other people or demon tree clones into it?
"I'm afraid that won't work..."

He shook his head inwardly.

If the Pot Heaven Technique could truly allow people to enter and exit at will, then the Ancient Sword Token would lose its meaning.

There must be special restrictions within the Sword Domain; attempting to do so rashly could lead to unforeseen consequences.

Unless... I can get another sword token.

After a moment of contemplation, he flipped his hand and took out the demon core of the Blood Feather Demon King. The demon core was as red as blood, and faintly exuded a fierce aura.

"There's enough time. I can refine a Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Pill to help my Martial Immortal cultivation advance further!"

at the same time.

The news that someone in the Yang family had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage had already caused a sensation among the other three major families, including the Lü family of the Heart Meridian.

Deep within the ancestral home of the Lü family, the heart and pulse of the nation.

Lu Xianghan, the patriarch of the Lu family, sat cross-legged on a futon, his body shrouded in lingering calamity energy.

The newly promoted Nascent Soul True Monarch was as pale as paper. Upon hearing the intelligence report, a hint of shock appeared in his eyes: "That old bastard Yang Xiong is actually willing to use his own fifth-level spiritual vein to help someone break through to the Nascent Soul stage within the clan. Who is that person who broke through?"
"If there weren't enough benefits, why would this old scoundrel make such a concession?"

He coughed violently a few times, and a pool of dark red semen appeared in his palm.

Three months ago, the hidden injuries he sustained from forcibly undergoing the tribulation flared up again, and even his nascent soul showed signs of disintegration.

Even now, his condition is still not completely stable.

"Ancestor!"

The current head of the family, Lü Liang, who was standing to the side, hurriedly stepped forward, but was blasted away by a burst of energy.

"Why panic!"

Lu Xianghan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. "Yang Xiong is an ambitious man, and we must be wary of him."

You shall immediately send a message to the Wang family, saying that you wish to personally visit the Hua family head with my sincere intentions.

Our Lü family and the Wang family both reside in Beiyun Dizhou; it is our duty to help and support each other!

As he spoke, he began to plot coldly in his heart.

The Hua clan's fortune is mysterious; if they can be gradually controlled under the guise of alliance, it might help him completely control Xiang Yu's heart meridian and stabilize his nascent soul.
However, Zhao Wuji, the number one swordsman of the Qilin Sword Sect behind Hua Qingshuang, has always been an unavoidable trouble and the person he fears the most.

At this very moment, in the forbidden area of ​​the Yang family of Hongnong in Zhongzhou.

The current head of the family, Yang Tianci, was crushing a communication jade slip.

Before the illusory figure of Zhou Wu, the patriarch of the Zhou family, dissipated, it left behind chilling words: "Brother Yang, if we continue to sit idly by and watch the Right Yang family grow stronger, then it will not be us joining forces to eliminate them, but both of our families will be in great calamity!"

"What a Yang Xiong!"

Yang Tianci stood with his hands behind his back, looking south, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

The Yang family, which already possessed Xiang Yu's right arm, now has an unknown and mysterious Nascent Soul cultivator added to their ranks.

If we don't join forces with the Zhou family to strike first, we will eventually be defeated one by one.

But the Zhou family.
He stroked the jade pendant at his waist with his fingers, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Although the Zhou family of Golden Bone suffered great losses in the end of the Dharma era, its foundation remains. It controls the remains of Xiang Yu, the most among the five major families!

He suddenly glanced at Zhou Wu and said, "However, as Zhou Wu said, instead of confronting the powerful Yang family head-on, we should start with the weaker party."

The lowly maidservant Hua from the Wang family, and Lü Xianghan from the Lü family who failed his tribulation, are the most suitable entry points.

"If Yang Xiong really wants to take action, he will definitely target these two families first."

He gave a sinister smile. "Instead of waiting for him to succeed, we might as well strike first."

Yizhou in the East Sea.

On a vast island, inside the ancestral hall of the Zhou family, twelve lamps suddenly started moving without any wind, their eerie green flames flickering and illuminating the entire hall in a dim and uncertain way.

Zhou Wu, seated at the head of the table, slowly opened his eyes. A sharp, cold glint flashed in his pupils, and the immense pressure of the early Nascent Soul stage erupted. The beams and pillars of the entire ancestral hall trembled and groaned.

"Pass the order."

The only Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Zhou family after the end of the Dharma era had a hoarse voice, yet it exuded an undeniable majesty.

"Activate the mole planted in the Wang family. Once Zhao Wuji enters the Sword Domain, immediately strike and capture the Hua family!"

His eyes flashed with a cold light, and his tone was chilling: "Regardless of whether the Yang family of Hongnong agrees to the alliance, our Zhou family can no longer sit idly by and wait for our doom!"

A rustling sound came from the shadows of the ancestral hall, and dozens of dark figures left to carry out their orders.

Zhou Wu stroked the broken bone armor of Xiang Yu's left arm in his palm; the dark gold patterns gleamed eerily in the candlelight. This was the core remains of Xiang Yu's left arm.

"The fortune of the Hua family and the lifeblood of the Lü family"—a glint of light flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes. "They should all belong to my Zhou family!"

Five days later.

In the northern Yun Di Prefecture, the wind and snow howled, and the world was a vast expanse of white.

A magnificent imperial carriage broke through the wind and snow, hovering outside the Wang Family Mountain Gate.

Lu Yuqing, the head of the Lu family, stood at the front of the imperial carriage with his hands behind his back, wearing a cloak. Behind him, more than ten Lu family cultivators held jade boxes and brocade boxes, which shimmered with spiritual light, clearly all of which were priceless treasures.

"Master Hua!"

Lu Yuqing spoke in a clear voice, his powerful magic power at the late stage of the Golden Core realm carrying his voice like a resounding bell, piercing through the wind and snow and echoing inside and outside the mountain gate.

"Lu Yuqing of the Lu family has come on the orders of his patriarch, bringing sincere wishes and hoping to form an alliance with the Wang family for mutual progress!"

He took a step and landed steadily on the welcoming platform.

The family cultivators followed closely behind, their gifts shimmering with spiritual light, standing out conspicuously in the wind and snow, immediately startling everyone in the Wang family who came out to look.

The Lü family is actually going to form an alliance with the Wang family?

This is the first time in so many years! Today, the mountains were blocked by heavy snow and there was no sun, but the sun rose from the west.

"The Lü family actually offered to form an alliance with the Wang family? It seems the commotion of the demon tree avatar breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in the Yang family has indeed provoked some people."

Inside the Qilin Sword Sect, Zhao Wuji lightly rubbed the jade talisman sent by Hua Qingshuang with his fingers, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He couldn't help but think of the Yang family of Hongnong and the Zhou family of Jingu.

These two companies are unlikely to stay put either.

The swift and decisive actions taken by the Qilin Sword Sect to kill Wang Wujiang back then truly intimidated these families.

Even after the revival of spiritual energy, they have all remained obediently dormant until now, living in peace.

But now

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The addition of a new Nascent Soul cultivator to the Yang family, coupled with the upcoming fifteen-year hiatus in the Ancient Sword Domain, further fueled the excitement.

These jackals, who have been lying in wait for so long, are probably about to make their move.

"That suits me perfectly!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

The relationship between the Zhou family of Jin Gu and the Yang family of Hong Nong is complex and intertwined.

The Yang family occupied Zhongzhou and had a good relationship with Baiyujianlou.

The Zhou family held a dominant position in the East China Sea and maintained close ties with Penglai Jiange and Huaihai Jian Island.

However, once the Sword Domain opened, all these Sword Sect experts entered.
"These fifteen years since the Sword Domain opened have been the perfect time for the Demon Tree's avatar to devour the three families!"

"It's a good thing that the Lü family of Xinmai took the initiative to join forces at this time. At least in the early stages, we will have one less enemy and more help."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered slightly, and he chuckled inwardly.

He was well aware that Lu Xianghan, the patriarch of the Lu family, was also an ambitious and extremely cunning individual.

This alliance is merely a stopgap measure forced by circumstances.

If the situation changes, these jackals will be the first to turn on you and kick you while you're down.

"Since Peak Master Hua has proposed first uniting with the Lü family to annex the other two families, and then dealing with the Lü family last..."

He made a hand seal, and a surge of spiritual light emanated from the jade talisman, which then shone brightly again.

"Then let's proceed according to the plan!"

The demon tree clone, impersonating Yang Xiong, will fully cooperate and, once the Ancient Sword Domain is opened, will take action against the Yang family of Hongnong.

Upon receiving the reply, Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he pointed his sword into the air.

The lid of the medicine furnace opposite exploded with a 'boom'.

A black and white Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Pill rose into the air, and as the pill's patterns flowed, a phantom image of a yin-yang fish appeared.

"Swallow!" He opened his mouth and inhaled, while simultaneously forming the incantation with both hands.

The moment the elixir entered his stomach, the sound of dragon and tiger merging resounded within his body.

The Yin and Yang energies surged from the dantian, transforming into the shape of a bright red-feathered demonic bird, which rushed straight to the Purple Mansion along the meridians.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Yin-Yang Pearl trembled violently.

The martial arts patterns on the surface move like living things, and the cultivation level increases steadily.

The number of 68,000, 77,300, and finally came to a slow stop at the 75,000 mark.
Time flies, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye. Beiyun Di Prefecture has also changed from the depths of winter to spring.

On this day, in the heavens above, the first layer of the sky suddenly split open, creating a void rift that stretched for thousands of miles.

Amidst the churning sea of ​​clouds, a magnificent and ancient sword domain appeared like a mirage.

But one could see towering sword-like peaks piercing the sky, and the ruins of a dilapidated celestial palace floating in the clouds.

A rusted giant sword can be vaguely seen diagonally embedded in the earth, its sword energy transforming into a galaxy that falls down.

The entire sword domain was shrouded in chaotic blue light, as if it had transcended time and space to reappear in the human world.

That vast blue light illuminated the entire land, and no matter where you were, you could see the magnificent sword domain phantom in the sky as long as you looked up.

"How is this possible?!"

On a mountaintop in Xirong Xuezhou, a sword cultivator who was seeing such a magnificent sight for the first time was horrified. "Could the Ancient Sword Domain actually manifest in the skies above all parts of the Nine Provinces at the same time? How big must that area be?"

Before the White Jade Sword Tower in Zhongzhou, many sword cultivators looked up at the sky and discussed among themselves: "Is the Sword Domain a projection array left behind by the ancient Immortal Court?"

"The Sword Domain's restrictions must be profound; otherwise, how could it encompass the entire Nine Provinces!?"

Wei Le, the master of Baiyu Sword Tower, had a deep and confident look in his eyes. "The time is ripe, and the advantage is in my hands."

Meanwhile, the Qilin Sword Sect was already in an uproar.

The scattered cultivators gathered outside the mountain gate exclaimed in surprise: "After so many years, the ancient sword domain has finally reappeared! I am fortunate to live in an era of abundant spiritual energy and witness the ancient sword domain. I have no regrets in this life."

"Look at that illusory sword pavilion in the blue light, could it be the residence of an ancient sword immortal?"

"Activate the Mountain Protection Formation!"

Just then, the voice of the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven resounded like a great bell throughout the Thirteen Peaks of Qilin.

At the summit of Qilin Peak, the protective array for the mountain suddenly activated.

Thirteen golden sword pillars soared into the sky from each peak, intertwining in the air to form a dazzling sword net.

As the array patterns flowed, the entire sect was enveloped in a golden light shield, isolating even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Qilin Peak, in the square in front of the Qilin Hall.

Zhao Wuji, Xiao Chenzhou, and Kong Jingxian had already arrived as summoned and stood in front of the arena.

The three men, their robes fluttering in the wind, gazed up at the magnificent sky above.

Xiao Chenzhou squinted and said, "The pressure of this sword domain is even stronger than recorded in the ancient texts."

Kong Jingxian looked at the protective array that had been activated around the mountain and said, "With the protective array guarding the mountain gate, we can go to the Ancient Sword Domain with peace of mind."

Just then, the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven, wielding an ancient sword, arrived through the air. With a flick of his sleeve, three ancient sword tokens fell into the hands of the three men. He said in a deep voice, "This journey is perilous. If you three meet after entering the Sword Domain with these sword tokens, you should support each other."

Just as the great formation was completely closed, a wisp of purple energy broke through the sky from the east.

Then an old Taoist priest arrived riding on auspicious clouds, his Tai Chi jade pendant jingling at his waist.

As he landed, eight array flags flew out from his sleeves and instantly disappeared into the eight directions of the Qilin Peak's earth veins.

"I, Fang, have been entrusted by Sect Master Cangyunzi to guard this place."

Fang Tianrui's voice was like a clear spring rinsing over stones, and he paused slightly when his gaze swept over Zhao Wuji.

"Cang Yunzi, a member of the Immortal Saint Sect? The Immortal Saint Sect is indeed powerful, producing a Nascent Soul True Monarch without a sound."

Zhao Wuji's heart stirred slightly. Observing this person, he guessed that he should be from the Wudang lineage. He couldn't help but think that the Heavenly Sword Lord had made proper arrangements.

In this way, even if the high-ranking members of the Qilin Sword Sect all go to the Ancient Sword Domain, the sect and its energy channels will not be lost.

At this moment, the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven raised his hand and solemnly bowed to Fang Tianrui, the Nascent Soul True Lord of the Immortal Saint Sect: "I entrust the sect's vital energy to you, True Lord."

"As it should be."

Fang Tianrui smiled calmly and agreed, then waved his sleeve and said, "Sword Lord, please go in peace."

"go!"

With a long roar, the Sword Lord of Asking the Heavens transformed into a sword rainbow and soared straight into the sky.

Zhao Wuji and his two companions followed closely behind, flying towards the Sword Domain amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the disciples.

At the same time, sword cultivators from various sects and regions across Kyushu also set off.

Streams of sword light rained down, slicing through the sky and heading straight for the ancient sword domain.

In the ancestral land of the Zhou family, the patriarch Zhou Xuanming stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, and sneered: "The Qilin Sword Sect has come out in full force, and the Northern Cloud Di Prefecture is leaderless."

This is precisely the opportune moment for my Zhou family to annex the Wang and Lü clans!

The elder beside him whispered in agreement: "The Yang family of Hongnong has already sent a secret envoy to make contact, and they will join forces to launch an attack as soon as the Sword Domain closes."

At the Right Yang Mansion, Yang Su knelt in the ancestral hall and reported to the "Yang Xiong" disguised as a demon tree clone: ​​"Ancestor, the Qilin Sword Sect has sealed off the mountain. At present, the Yang family and the Zhou family of Hongnong have not made any moves."

The demon tree clone said indifferently, "Wait for my command and keep a close eye on the movements of the Zhou family and the Yang family of Hongnong."

The states beyond Hebei.

At this moment, surging demonic energy soared into the sky, heading straight for the ancient sword domain that appeared in the first heaven.

With a flap of his wings, the Demon Roc Sect Master let out a joyful shout and a cold laugh, each feather flowing with crimson lightning.

This time, it intends to slaughter all the disciples and followers of the major sword sects, especially Zhao Wuji, who dared to kill its Blood Feather Demon King.

The demon kings transformed into three, each possessing a peak demonic body, and joined together, their six vertical pupils simultaneously emitting a ghostly light.

It also harbors deep hatred for Zhao Wuji and the Immortal Saint Sect.

The Nine Nether Demon Lord, with his hands behind his back, was hidden in the swirling demonic clouds, his cold gaze fixed on the sky, a profound and unfathomable sneer on his lips: "Cang Yunzi... in this Ancient Sword Domain, the so-called righteous and demonic will be redefined by me."

Yizhou in the East Sea.

At the summit of Penglai Sword Pavilion, a fierce wind howls.

Huang Shang stood with his hands behind his back on the solitary peak and cliff. He squinted his cloudy old eyes and watched Yan Lan's back as she stepped into the air. His hunched back gave him a weathered smile.

"Good disciple, remember to find the Nine Cauldrons of Yu the Great and bring them back to your master."

"Don't worry, Old Ghost!"

Yan Lan waved her sleeves, holding the ancient sword token, and her figure soared into the air. Her divine sense immediately contacted the curse seal within her body that had been secretly communicating with Zhao Wuji.

“My dear junior disciple, your senior master has also arrived.”

On the green stone at the mountain peak, Huang Chang's hunched figure suddenly straightened up a bit, a cryptic smile appearing on his lips. Behind his back, he held an ancient sword token, muttering to himself.

"No matter how far this kite flies, the string will always be in my hand. Anyone who dares to disobey... hehehehe."

(End of this chapter)