Starting with a daily divination to build an immortal clan

Chapter 322 Taiyin True Ice
On the white jade ferry, Qiu Mingshui stared in astonishment, his mouth agape.

The golden monkey was also completely shocked!

In his experience, he had never seen such a sight before, much less the spectacular sight of so many powerful weapons appearing at once!

The mighty army of swordsmen, like an inverted river of swords, flew towards the sky with dazzling streams of light!
In just over ten breaths, all the flying swords disappeared into the sky.

The enormous, multicolored hole above the Burial Sword Abyss began to slowly heal as the last swordsman flew into it.

Below, countless cultivators who had survived by sheer luck could only stare at the void that had returned to normal with resentment, beating their chests and stamping their feet in frustration.

"Bury Jian Yuan!"

"There must be other treasures in the Burial Sword Abyss!"

"Now that these supreme swordsmen have left, the danger in the Burial Sword Abyss will definitely be greatly reduced!"

"Let's hurry over and see if there's anything good left inside!"

"Those were just the swords of powerful ancient sword cultivators. The Sword Ancestor's immortal sword must still be in the Burial Sword Abyss!"

"Try your luck!"

……

The sword cultivators, regaining their senses, suddenly realized that among the vast river of swords and weapons they had just witnessed, there should not have been the immortal sword used by the Sword Ancestor.

After the swords of those ordinary supreme sword immortals left, the sword energy above the Burial Sword Abyss clearly dissipated.

Everyone thought this was an opportunity.

An opportunity to try and subdue the Sword Ancestor's sword.

Realizing this, a large number of sword cultivators immediately transformed into sword lights and flew towards the Burial Sword Abyss!
Some of the immortal cultivators who arrived later could not suppress their greed and also rushed towards the Burial Sword Abyss.

However, before they could even get close, the enormous stone sword that reached the heavens and the earth in the Burial Sword Abyss emitted an unparalleled pressure.

Those immortal cultivators who tried to approach, whether they were at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage or the Golden Core or Purple Mansion stage, had their magical power instantly imprisoned by that pressure, and their flying magical artifacts and spells all lost their effect.

One by one, they fell straight down from the void like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

If these immortal cultivators hadn't possessed physical bodies far surpassing those of ordinary mortals, falling from such a height into the void, even if the sea below was unfathomable, they would all have been killed on the spot!
After these immortal cultivators fell into the vast ocean, they were all horrified and hurriedly swam away from the Burial Sword Abyss!

Only after they were far away from the area covered by that supreme pressure did the restraints on their bodies disappear.

One by one, they channeled their magical power and soared into the air.

The current situation is already very clear.

Thousands of supreme swordsmen have left the Burial Sword Abyss, but the rules of the Burial Sword Abyss remain unchanged.

If you're not a sword cultivator, it's impossible for you to get close.

These immortal cultivators, who flew out of the sea, channeled their spiritual energy to dry their clothes, their faces gloomy as they stared at the enormous stone sword in the Burial Sword Abyss, their eyes filled with resentment.

In contrast to them, those sword cultivators clearly did not have such restrictions.

Whether they were at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage or the Golden Core stage, they all easily passed through the terrifying pressure emanating from the stone sword and effortlessly entered the Burial Sword Abyss.

Not long after the sword cultivators entered, more than a dozen streams of light flew out of the huge Burial Sword Abyss!
"Someone's out!"

"Could they have obtained some treasure in the Burial Sword Abyss!?"

"They're injured!"

"Go over and have a look!"

……

The immortal cultivators who were blocking the perimeter of the Burial Sword Abyss immediately suppressed their previous frustration at not being able to enter and surrounded it when they saw more than ten streaks of light flying out of the abyss.

Their thinking was simple: if they couldn't get in themselves, they would wait outside the Burial Sword Abyss.

Once a sword cultivator comes out, they immediately surround him.

If the other party has truly obtained some treasure from the Burial Sword Abyss, whether through coercion, enticement, or direct action, we must not let the treasure slip away right under our noses!

A vast number of immortal cultivators rushed in from all directions, instantly surrounding the dozen or so sword lights in the void.

Among the immortal cultivators who surrounded them were some masters of secret realms who controlled a world, or old monsters at the Nascent Soul stage.

"I am the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal of the Ice God Palace!"

"These are all disciples of my Ice God Palace. Do you wish to wage war against my Ice God Palace?!"

Seeing that she was surrounded by a group of menacing cultivators, among the dozen or so streaks of light that had transformed into cultivators, a female cultivator with blood at the corner of her mouth and a cold, icy expression held a long sword that shone with a chilling light and coldly swept her eyes across the crowd!

"The Ice God Palace!?"

"She really does seem to be the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal!"

"Didn't the sword cultivators from the Ice God Palace enter the Burial Sword Abyss several months ago?"

"They must have obtained a lot of treasures to survive in the Burial Sword Abyss for several months!"

"But the Ice God Palace has always been powerful, and we..."

"Don't worry, just watch the show. The Ice God Palace is strong, but some of the rogue cultivators here aren't that afraid of them."

"Yes, yes, we'll just watch the show from the sidelines. If a fight breaks out later, we might even be able to pick up some scraps."

……

After the group of more than ten people from the Ice God Palace were blocked, the female cultivator who called herself "Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal" revealed her identity in time, but still failed to scare away the greedy cultivators around her.

They were convinced that the Ice God Palace members, who had spent several months in the Burial Sword Abyss, must have obtained something extraordinary.

The treasures are captivating, and the Ice God Palace is truly powerful.

However, many of the immortal cultivators present were lone cultivators, each alone.

If they manage to rob the people of the Ice God Palace and obtain the treasures from the Burial Sword Abyss, the Cangmin Sea is vast and boundless. They can easily find a place to hide, and the Ice God Palace will have no chance of finding them.

If pushed too far, even if they can't defeat the elders, they can still force the Ice God Palace to compromise by hiding in the shadows and specifically targeting the younger generation.

"Grandmaster Uncle, what should we do now?"

"Are these people insane? Knowing who we are, why don't they leave immediately?!"

"Grandmaster Uncle, let's make our move! If we don't slaughter them until their blood flows like a river, they'll really think our Ice God Palace is easy to bully!"

"Please, everyone, do not act rashly. All three of our senior uncles are injured, and the surrounding immortal cultivators are all very strong. If a fight breaks out, it will be extremely disadvantageous for us!"

As one of the most powerful forces in the Seventy-Two Realms of Cangmin, the younger generation of the Ice God Palace all possess a certain degree of arrogance.

Now that they had revealed their identity as the Ice God Palace, they were still being blocked by these immortal cultivators, which naturally made them feel humiliated, and they all clamored to fight.

At this moment, Shen Chongzhen, dressed in a moon-white robe and carrying an old man covered in blood and with a weak breath, hurriedly spoke up to stop him.

Everyone looked at him, somewhat unwilling, but no one refuted him.

"Chongzhen, do you have any good ideas?"

The Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal, who had spoken earlier, looked around warily while asking in a low voice.

When the tunnel in Yangnao collapsed, Shen Chongzhen followed Chu Xiangyu, the Grand Elder of the Ice God Palace, to the Ice God Palace.

After his relationship with Zhou Xuan was exposed, his status naturally rose accordingly, making him the grand-nephew of many elders of the Ice God Palace, one or two generations higher than the Ice God Palace disciples present.

Furthermore, due to his considerable wisdom, he cleverly devised a plan in the Burial Sword Abyss, thus saving the lives of everyone in the Ice God Palace.

Even the famous Ice Fairy, Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal, was impressed by him.

At this critical moment, even the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal couldn't help but ask for his opinion.

Shen Chongzhen frowned and pondered for a while before saying, "Uncle, try to stall them first. Avoid taking action if possible."

"The others have been continuously sending out distress messages using their sect tokens..."

Upon hearing this, several disciples of the Ice God Palace beside him frowned slightly.

"The communication array of the sect token can only cover a radius of ten thousand miles of sea. This place is more than one hundred thousand miles away from the Ice God Palace. If we want to send the message back, we must build an altar."

“Those people will definitely not allow us to set up an altar to ask for help.”

Bingfeng nodded slightly, seemingly thinking that Shen Chongzhen's idea was somewhat unrealistic.

Facing the questioning gazes of the crowd, Shen Chongzhen explained, "Of course I know these things."

"However, the sudden appearance of so many immortal cultivators on the outskirts of the Burial Sword Abyss makes Chongzhen guess that something must have happened during our months in the Burial Sword Abyss that attracted these immortal cultivators."

“The three senior uncles are the backbone of the Ice God Palace. If there is any disturbance, the Ice God Palace will definitely send someone to investigate.”

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man beside him, who carried a crimson-gold longsword on his back.

"You mean there are disciples of my Ice God Palace around the Burial Sword Abyss?"

Shen Chongzhen turned to look at him and nodded slightly: "What does Ninth Uncle think?"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly: "That is indeed possible."

"Alright, let's not waste any more time. Do as Chongzhen says."

The middle-aged man was one of the three Nascent Soul Sword Immortals leading the Ice God Palace team. His real name was Zhou Feiyuan, and his strength was at the late Nascent Soul True Monarch level. Because he was skilled in using the Cold Plum Blossom Sword Intent, he was also known as the "Snow-Proud Sword Immortal".

After Zhou Feiyuan spoke, the younger generation of the Ice God Palace did not dare to object and immediately took out their sect tokens to send out messages for help.

At this moment, the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal stepped forward and stood proudly in the void.

"To be honest, not only did the people of my Ice God Palace not obtain any treasures in the Burial Sword Abyss, but we also lost more than ten disciples."

"We currently have fellow disciples who are seriously injured in the secret realm and need to return to the sect immediately to recuperate. We hope you will do us a favor and let us leave as soon as possible."

After hearing her words, the old monsters at the Nascent Soul Realm around them looked at each other in bewilderment.

They could see that among the group from the Ice God Palace, Shen Chongzhen was indeed carrying a frail old man on his back.

The old man's nascent soul had fallen into a coma, and his aura was disordered, indicating that he was seriously injured.

However, it is impossible to make them give up based solely on a single sentence from the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal.

"Hehe... We should not question the credibility of the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal."

"However, the Burial Sword Abyss is arguably one of the greatest opportunities in the Cangmin Sea. How can we believe your one-sided words, fellow Daoist?"

"Indeed, if the members of the Ice God Palace truly have gained nothing in the Burial Sword Abyss, Fellow Daoist Ice Phoenix might as well swear an oath with your sword heart, or hand over your storage bags so we can search them one by one..."

Among the crowd, an elderly man with a hunched back, wearing a loose black hemp robe, spoke with a sinister laugh.

Upon hearing this, the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal's gaze sharpened, and she suddenly looked at him.

"I wonder if your Excellency is..."

The old man in hemp robes met her gaze without the slightest fear on his face, and chuckled as he said, "Fellow Daoist, don't frighten this old man."

"I am just a rogue cultivator; sects and families have long since perished."

"If the people of the Ice God Palace cannot come up with a reason that I can accept, I will have to ask you all for your advice."

The old man's tattered hemp clothing seemed to be some kind of ancient magical artifact, capable of concealing his spiritual energy fluctuations.

Even after scanning the area with his divine sense, the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal was unable to determine the opponent's exact cultivation level.

More importantly, the old man was a complete stranger and did not seem to travel frequently in the Cangmin Sea.

Even powerful sects with strong backing often need to be extremely cautious when facing such an old monster.

Although there is an unspoken rule in the cultivation world of the Cangmin Sea that "the younger generation and their families should not be harmed."

But this is only on the surface.

Once a life-or-death feud is formed between the two sides, regardless of family or disciples, they will not hold back if given the chance to make a move.

Especially when the opponent is alone, they will not hesitate to fight.

Seeing that the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal remained silent, most of the people present were experienced and wise, and they immediately understood that the Ice God Palace group must have gained something in the Burial Sword Abyss.

“Fellow Daoist Bingfeng, we do not wish to completely offend the Ice God Palace. As long as you hand over the items, we will not make things difficult for you.”

"The fellow Daoist on that junior's back is so badly injured. If we delay any longer, it may damage his very essence. Why should you disregard the future and life of a fellow Nascent Soul True Monarch for a few material possessions?"

"Yes, fellow Daoist, you should hand over the item."

"Fellow Daoist is injured and has many juniors to take care of. If a fight breaks out later, it would be bad if something goes wrong."

The people present either persuaded or threatened, each wanting the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal to hand over the item quickly, yet not wanting to truly antagonize the Ice God Palace.

"The Ice God Palace did indeed obtain something from the Burial Sword Abyss. If you want it, then you'll have to show me what you're capable of."

Just as the atmosphere became tense, the Snow-Proud Sword Immortal Zhou Feiyuan stepped through the void and arrived beside the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal. He glanced at the group of Nascent Soul True Monarchs in the distance and said calmly, "Is there anyone among you who is willing to fight me?"

"If you can defeat me, the Ice God Palace will gladly hand over what you obtained from the Burial Sword Abyss."

"And we will never pursue this matter further."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expression on the face of the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal beside him changed slightly.

"Senior Brother Zhou, your injury..."

Zhou Feiyuan turned and gave her a reassuring look, then looked at the Immortal Nascent Soul True Monarchs again.

"How about it?"

"Which fellow Daoist would like to offer their guidance first?"

Meeting his gaze, all the Nascent Soul True Monarchs had different expressions.

moment--

"This fellow Daoist has certainly made a good plan."

"Trying to buy time by going it alone?"

"With so many Nascent Soul True Monarchs present, if we are going to fight, why choose to fight you one-on-one?"

The old man, dressed in tattered black hemp clothing, sneered.

Upon hearing this, the other Nascent Soul True Monarchs around them couldn't help but nod in agreement.

"I advise you two not to delay any longer."

"Life or the goods? Choose one quickly."

"The forces behind these fellow Daoists may not be a match for the Ice God Palace if they fight individually, but if they unite, they are not necessarily afraid of the Ice God Palace."

"is it?"

No sooner had the Nascent Soul True Monarch finished speaking than a clear, cold female voice suddenly echoed from the distant void.

Immediately afterwards, a huge ice phoenix flying boat suddenly appeared in the void.

On the phoenix head of the Ice Phoenix Flying Boat, Chu Xiangyu, dressed in palace attire and exuding the aura of the Nascent Soul Perfection Realm, stood quietly.

Like an empress on a tour, she looked down upon the many immortal cultivators below.

Behind Chu Xiangyu stood four Nascent Soul True Monarch realm cultivators, whose auras were equally profound and boundless.

As a renowned sect among the seventy-two realms of Cangming, the Ice God Palace already possesses more Nascent Soul True Monarchs than can be counted on both hands.

Including the three Ice Phoenix Sword Immortals below, the Ice God Palace now has eight Nascent Soul True Monarchs who have come to the Burial Sword Abyss.

"I am late."

"I wonder which fellow Daoist just said he was not afraid of my Ice God Palace? Say it again so I can see."

Chu Xiangyu's gaze swept across the crowd.

Meeting her gaze, the expressions of all the old monsters at the Nascent Soul True Monarch realm present changed slightly.

In terms of cultivation level alone, among the Immortal Nascent Soul True Monarchs who surrounded Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal and others, there was no shortage of cultivators at the Nascent Soul Perfection Realm.

However, there is a huge gap in strength between those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage and those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Normal Nascent Soul Perfection Realm cultivators, when fighting each other at the same realm, rarely manage to determine a winner, let alone kill each other.

However, powerful Nascent Soul Perfection Realm cultivators all possess the strength to kill cultivators of the same realm. These Nascent Soul True Monarch cultivators are also known as "Great True Monarchs" and are among the top-ranked beings on the Cangmin Heaven Ranking.

The Cangmin Heavenly Ranking includes the fifty strongest Nascent Soul True Monarch realm cultivators in the Cangmin Realm.

Chu Xiangyu, the Grand Elder of the Ice God Palace, ranked thirteenth.

Those ahead of her were almost all rulers of powerful small worlds or Dao Source Secret Realms within the Seventy-Two Realms of Cangmin.

They were not afraid of the injured Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal and Snow Proud Sword Immortal, but they did not dare to be too arrogant in the face of Chu Xiangyu in her prime.

After all, with Chu Xiangyu's strength, if she focused on one of them and paid a price, killing that person would be a piece of cake.

Seeing that no one spoke, Chu Xiangyu's gaze then fell upon the old man dressed in tattered black hemp clothing.

"If I am not mistaken, you should be the Lord of Wusheng City, right?"

"Back then, the skeleton of an ancient powerhouse was unearthed from beneath Wusheng City. The hempen robe that wrapped that powerhouse's skeleton is the one you're wearing, isn't it?"

As soon as Chu Xiangyu finished speaking, the old man's expression changed drastically!
"You actually know these secrets?"

Chu Xiangyu smiled faintly: "I admit that you have some skills, but if you truly wish to learn from my Ice God Palace, I will grant your wish today..."

As her voice faded, her hand slowly rose.

The next moment, crystal snowflakes suddenly appeared in the void above the head of the City Lord of No Life!
These snowflakes looked no different from ordinary snowflakes, but as they fell, the space around the Lord of Wusheng City was instantly frozen and cracked!
A terrifying chill, mixed with an aura of annihilation, enveloped the Lord of Wusheng City!
The hemp robe that had once covered the remains of an ancient powerhouse was slowly covered with layers of frost!

The Lord of Wusheng City was horrified!

"Taiyin True Ice!?"

"I will not interfere in this matter. I beg you, fellow Daoist, to show mercy!"

Feeling that even the exotic hemp robe he wore couldn't withstand the terrifying chill around him, the Lord of Wusheng City realized that he was no match for Chu Xiangyu.

Taiyin True Ice is a unique power similar to Samadhi True Fire.

However, in terms of cultivation difficulty, this kind of supernatural power far surpasses the Samadhi True Fire and is as rare as the Mysterious Magnetic Divine Light.

Chu Xiangyu used the Taiyin True Ice right from the start, which can be considered as giving the other Nascent Soul True Monarchs present a warning.

After all, they all knew how terrifying a Nascent Soul Perfection Realm expert who wielded extraordinary power could be.

The Lord of Wusheng City had already begged for mercy, but Chu Xiangyu had no intention of letting him go.

The great sects and sects have their own dignity and authority.

If you dare to provoke, you must be prepared to bear the wrath of the major sects.

If she doesn't teach these people a lesson for besieging the disciples of the Ice God Palace over a treasure from the Burial Sword Abyss, who knows what might happen in the future.

As Chu Xiangyu's spiritual energy surged, the snowflakes around the Lord of Wusheng City also increased.

In fact, with his strength, he wasn't completely powerless against Chu Xiangyu.

He simply didn't expect Chu Xiangyu to target him right away.

Having lost the initiative and having his body invaded by the chilling energy of the Taiyin True Ice, the Lord of Wusheng City was severely restricted in his ability to exert his strength. By the time he tried to resist, it was already too late.

Sensing that the extreme cold had invaded his meridians, freezing his flesh and everything else, the Lord of Wusheng City acted decisively.

A golden light suddenly broke through the frozen body!
The strange hemp robe covering his body immediately transformed into a blood-red streak, carrying his nascent soul away into the distance!
Having lost his nascent soul, his physical body was instantly frozen and shattered into countless ice powders!
This scene immediately silenced all the cultivators present!
A cultivator at the late stage of the Nascent Soul True Monarch realm, who was carrying a rare treasure left behind by an ancient powerhouse, had his physical body destroyed in just a few breaths, leaving only his Nascent Soul to flee in panic. "Anyone else who wants anything from my Ice God Palace, step forward and say so."

On the phoenix head of the Ice Phoenix Flying Boat, Chu Xiangyu spoke calmly.

None of the cultivators below dared to meet his gaze; they all trembled with fear and made way for him.

The Ice Phoenix Flying Boat slowly passed through the crowd's encirclement and arrived in front of the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal and the others.

"Sister."

"Sister."

When Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal and Snow Proud Sword Immortal saw Chu Xiangyu, they respectfully bowed and greeted her.

After Chu Xiangyu nodded, her gaze fell on the old man covered in blood on Shen Chongzhen's back.

"How badly is Cheng Hao injured?"

Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal came forward, looking worried, and said, "Senior Brother Yu was attacked by the remaining wills of two supreme swords in the Burial Sword Abyss, and his injuries are quite serious."

"His meridians were damaged by the sword energy from that supreme sword, and his nascent soul was also impacted by the sword intent, causing him to fall into a coma."

Having said that, the Ice Phoenix Sword Immortal glanced at Shen Chongzhen and said, "If it weren't for Chongzhen's meticulous thinking and timely discovery of the way out, we would probably all have been killed by those supreme sword soldiers in the Burial Sword Abyss."

"Oh?" Chu Xiangyu looked at Shen Chongzhen curiously and said with a smile, "It's all thanks to you."

"Otherwise, the Ice God Palace would likely suffer heavy losses this time."

Shen Chongzhen, carrying the old swordsman named Yu Chenghao on his back, cupped his hands slightly and said, "Master, you are too kind. Chongzhen's plan also caused the deaths of many disciples of the Ice God Palace."

When the Burial Sword Abyss opened, more than twenty sword cultivators from the Ice God Palace entered it along with three Nascent Soul True Monarch level sword immortals.

When they came out again, only a dozen or so people remained.

Upon hearing this, the Sword Immortal Zhou Feiyuan gently patted his shoulder and said, "This is not your fault. If it weren't for you, we would all probably have died in the Burial Sword Abyss."

"Moreover, the Ice God Palace also obtained a high-grade spiritual weapon sword this time."

"With the inheritance of this supreme sword, the strength of my sword cultivator lineage will greatly increase when we return to the Ice God Palace."

Chu Xiangyu nodded after hearing this, then changed the subject and said, "Several months ago, your father went to the Ice God Palace to look for you."

"Tell him you have come to the Burial Sword Abyss."

After looking around, Chu Xiangyu continued, "Did you see him this time?"

"Father?" Shen Chongzhen was taken aback, then his expression changed slightly: "My father also entered the Burial Sword Abyss?"

Everyone had witnessed firsthand the bloody slaughter of many powerful sword cultivators by those supreme sword soldiers in the Burial Sword Abyss.

Shen Chongzhen was deeply worried. If his father, Shen Wen'an, had ventured deep into the Burial Sword Abyss to search for him, would he also...?

"Probably not." Chu Xiangyu pondered for a moment before speaking, "Your father has always felt that there is something wrong with the Burial Sword Abyss, so he won't go in easily."

"Let's go back first."

"Your Uncle Yu's injuries need to be treated as soon as possible to avoid leaving any sequelae."

As soon as Chu Xiangyu finished speaking, all the disciples of the Ice God Palace leaped onto the Ice Phoenix Flying Boat.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Ice Phoenix Flying Boat streaked across the distance in a flash of light.

The immortal cultivators who had originally planned to gain some benefits from the Ice God Palace could only watch helplessly as the Ice Phoenix Flying Boat disappeared from sight, daring not to do anything to stop it.

However, while they couldn't afford to offend the Ice God Palace, the sword cultivators from other small sects and even some independent sword cultivators weren't having such an easy time.

Every sword cultivator who came out of the Burial Sword Abyss was stopped by these immortal cultivators.

Whether it was interrogation or a body search and swearing oaths, anyone who dared to resist would be killed on the spot.

At the edge of the massive exit of the Burial Sword Abyss, numerous sword cultivators hung below the exit, their faces grim.

The scene unfolding outside, involving the Ice God Palace members and other cultivators, was clearly witnessed by all of them.

"Those sons of bitches are so domineering!"

"Since they can't get in themselves, they resort to such despicable means to try and gain benefits from us!"

"Those sword immortals who went out, if they carried any unusual or valuable items, would be labeled as treasures of the Burial Sword Abyss and forcibly confiscated!"

"Trash! A bunch of cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong! Why don't you dare to be arrogant when facing the Grand Elder of the Ice God Palace?"

"We're in real trouble now. If we go out now, not only will we be searched and humiliated, but we might also die..."

Many sword cultivators were thus trapped at the exit of the Burial Sword Abyss, caught in a dilemma.

The departure of thousands of supreme swords from the Burial Sword Abyss significantly weakened the sword intent and sword energy within the entire abyss.

However, resisting the sword intent left by the swords of those supreme sword cultivators for a long time is also a great test of the sword heart and soul power of all the sword cultivators present.

If they don't go out, their sword spirit and soul will be continuously consumed and eroded.

If they go out, they will face search and interrogation by those immortal cultivators.

"Lingshan, what do we do now?"

In a corner at the exit of Burial Sword Abyss, Liu Qixuan, his voice hoarse and weak, spoke after losing his left arm.

Beside him, Moonflower Sword Immortal and Qiu Wufeng were equally disheveled.

Huang Lingshan was slightly better, though her breathing was weak and she had no obvious injuries.

"Wait a minute."

“Those immortal cultivators outside all have considerable power behind them. They even dared to stop people from the Ice God Palace, so they probably won’t be afraid of Fellow Daoist Jin.”

The Moonlit Sword Immortal nodded and sighed, saying:

"We failed to catch up with the Ice God Palace group earlier. If we could catch up with them, perhaps we could use Chongzhen's connections to leave with them."

When they emerged from the depths of the Burial Sword Abyss, the people from the Ice God Palace had already left.

Otherwise, they could have used Chu Xiangyu's influence to leave this place together.

"How is Senior Brother Liu's injury?"

Huang Lingshan turned around and glanced at Liu Qixuan's sleeves, which were soaked with blood, her expression worried.

Liu Qixuan's gray hair was a little messy, but he smiled and said, "It's just my left arm, it won't prevent me from using my sword."

He paused, then lowered his voice and chuckled, "Good fortune and misfortune are intertwined!"

When Huang Lingshan and the other two thought of the sword he had obtained, they couldn't help but show joy on their faces.

Losing a left arm but gaining a supreme sword weapon, it's hard to say whether it's a loss or a gain.

The outer perimeter of Burial Sword Abyss.

Many immortal cultivators still exist.

Any sword cultivator who emerges from the Burial Sword Abyss, without the protection of a powerful force behind them, will inevitably be subjected to a body search and forced to swear an oath.

This so-called body search has evolved from initially being just for the treasures of the Burial Sword Abyss to blatant robbery.

Any sword cultivator who was searched would have almost all their valuables stripped away by those greedy cultivators.

In the void, the white jade ferry slowly approached the encirclement of many immortal cultivators.

At the bow of the ship, the golden-haired monkey silently watched the actions of those immortal cultivators, his face gloomy.

"These beasts are really arrogant!"

"If I, Old Ape, were to recover my peak strength, I would definitely throw all these beasts into the sea to feed the fish!"

Behind the golden-haired monkey, Qiu Mingshui glanced evasively at several figures dressed in the robes of the hunting dao among the many immortal cultivators who were blocking the road and robbing people.

"Master, should we continue waiting here?"

"What if those sword immortals from the Shen family...?"

"Wait." The golden-haired monkey interrupted her, turned around and glanced at Shen Wen'an, who was sitting cross-legged, and said, "Whether we leave or not, we'll talk about it when Brother Shen wakes up."

"If those few are still alive, how will they escape without my protection?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Mingshui's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything more.

……

Beyond the boundary lies the Celestial Venerable's Daoist temple.

Shen Chongming and the Spirit of Thunder Pool searched the entire Heavenly Venerable's Daoist temple, but in the end they only found a few pieces of broken stone containing a weak amount of thunder power.

The man and the monster huddled together for a long time, piecing together the object, and roughly determined that it should have originally been a stone drum with inscriptions.

However, the stone drum is missing too many parts, so they cannot discern its specific function or the contents of the inscriptions.

“Yu Shu…”

The man and the strange creature were intently studying the inscriptions on the stone drum.

Shen Chongming thought it was an array or artifact pattern, but the spirit of Leichi insisted that it was a cultivation technique or secret art.

The two people arguing were startled by a sudden voice coming from behind them.

The spirit of Leichi bristled, glaring angrily at the old beggar who had appeared out of nowhere.

"Old man, what are you doing?!"

Shen Chongming also looked at the old beggar with curiosity.

“Yu Shu…”

The old beggar spoke again.

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongming and the spirit of Leichi exchanged a glance.

"Kid, what did he say?"

"What jade pivot?"

Shen Chongming frowned slightly and shook his head.

"Where did Yu Shu go?"

Under the watchful eyes of the man and the strange creature, the old beggar muttered another sentence.

Shen Chongming asked suspiciously, "Jade Pivot... what is that?"

The old beggar did not answer, but slowly turned around and began searching among the many broken walls and ruins around him.

Shen Chongming and the spirit of Leichi followed.

The old beggar stopped talking and just kept rummaging through the broken bricks and tiles.

Shen Chongming watched for a while and felt that the old man had a great understanding of the so-called Heavenly Venerable's Taoist temple.

Now that he heard that the other party was looking for some "Jade Pivot", he decided to help him out.

He suddenly swung his hand, sending all the broken bricks and tiles flying.

The old beggar paused for a moment, then lowered his head and continued searching.

Wherever he went, Shen Chongming would help him quickly clear away the broken stones.

In the distance, the Spirit of Thunder Pool flapped its wings and hovered in mid-air. Watching the two of them move, it couldn't help but shake its head and say, "Boy, don't waste your energy."

"I wonder what illness this old man has struck again."

Shen Chongming ignored it and continued to help the old beggar clear the obstacles in front of him.

The two searched for an unknown amount of time, almost turning the entire Heavenly Venerable's Daoist temple upside down, when the old beggar suddenly rushed forward and picked up a three-foot-square broken stone slab!

"Jade Pivot!"

bass!
The Thunder Pool Spirit, who had been lying listlessly on the distant thunderclouds, suddenly withdrew the thunderclouds and rushed forward in a flash.

"what!?"

Beside him, Shen Chongming watched the old beggar gently wiping the dusty stone slab without saying a word.

As the old beggar gently wiped the shattered stone slab, a faint golden hue gradually emerged.

"Huh!?"

"This is……"

After its initial surprise, the spirit of the Thunder Pool tried to get closer to examine it, but the old beggar flicked his sleeve and sent it flying.

"Hey! It's me, young master..."

With lightning crackling around him, the Spirit of Thunder Pool was about to teach the old beggar a lesson.

Shen Chongming turned around and glared at it.

The spirit of the Thunder Pool snorted and withdrew the lightning from its body, then flapped its wings and returned to its original position, quietly watching the old beggar wipe the things in his hands.

After a short while, the dust on the stone slab was gradually wiped away, revealing its pale gold color, which resembled jade.

Gently stroking the strange jade slab, the old beggar then placed it in Shen Chongming's hand, before starting to search among the other broken stones and tiles.

"Let me see what this is!"

The spirit of Leichi rushed up and examined the jade slab closely.

Shen Chongming frowned and said, "Didn't you say this is your home?"

"How could you not know what this thing is?"

The spirit of Leichi scratched its head somewhat awkwardly.

"Master...didn't Master tell you?"

"I have lost a lot of my memories."

Shen Chongming was too lazy to argue with him, and changed the subject, saying, "Then can you tell what this thing is?"

The spirit of the Thunder Pool instinctively shook its head: "Never seen it before!"

"But! Let me think, I'm sure I can remember what it is!"

Seemingly feeling that saying "never seen it" would be a bit embarrassing, the Spirit of Thunder Pool quickly changed his tune.

"Save it."

Shen Chongming pulled it off the broken jade stone, then looked around and finally arrived at the half-collapsed gate of the Heavenly Venerable's Daoist Temple.

Looking at the empty space above the door, he leaped up and placed the half of the jade slab in his hand in the place where a plaque should have been hanging above the door frame.

"I understand!"

"This is the plaque of the Celestial Venerable's Daoist Temple!"

Upon seeing this, the Thunder Pool Spirit that followed immediately shouted.

Shen Chongming ignored it and placed the half of the jade stone in the groove. After careful observation, he discovered that this plaque was only one-third of the entire plaque, and the remaining two-thirds should still be in the ruins of the Heavenly Venerable Temple.

He slowly descended, glanced at the Thunder Pool Spirit still lingering in front of him, and immediately flicked his finger.

"Aren't you going to help look for it?"

"If we can collect all the plaques, there might be unexpected benefits."

He finally understands now.

The spirit of Leichi may be related to this so-called Leibu Tianzun Daoist temple.

But it's unclear whether this guy has genuinely lost his memory or has been exaggerating all along.

Its understanding of the Celestial Venerable's Daoist temple is probably less than that of the old beggar.

However, this made him doubt the old beggar's identity.

Based on various clues, he had previously guessed that the old beggar was likely Zhang Daoqi, one of the Seven Masters of Yangnao.

However, the Daoist temple of the Thunder God must have been destroyed in Yangnao Land before the era of the Great Ying Immortal Mansion.

If the old beggar really was Zhang Daoqi, it would be impossible for him to know the entire Heavenly Venerable's Daoist temple so well, right?
From his ability to open the Yin-Yang Reversal Array of the Heavenly Venerable's Daoist Temple to the current Jade Pivot plaque, does Zhang Daoqi know all this?
Looking at the old beggar in the distance, hunched over and searching for the "jade pendant," Shen Chongming fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he suppressed his thoughts and decided to help the old beggar find the remaining fragments of the jade pivot first.

At least we should know the old beggar's purpose in looking for the Jade Pivot plaque, and through the Jade Pivot plaque, we might also be able to confirm whose temple this is.

To find out who the "Heavenly Venerable of Thunder" mentioned by the Spirit of Thunder Pool really is.

The two of them, along with the spirit of the Thunder Pool, searched through the entire Heavenly Venerable's dojo twice, and finally found the remaining fragments of the Jade Pivot.

The old beggar carefully wiped away the dust, while Shen Chongming pieced the remaining fragments into the grooves above the door frame.

Seven pale gold jade slabs were pieced together to form a complete plaque, Yushu.

The imagined strange phenomenon did not occur.

Shen Chongming and the spirit of Leichi looked around and waited for a long time.

"whispering sound!"

"I really thought there would be something."

"Kid, if you're bored, why don't you try piecing together the entire Heavenly Venerable Dojo with this old man using these broken bricks and tiles?"

The spirit of Leichi was also quite sarcastic. Seeing that the things he had painstakingly found and pieced together had no effect, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Shen Chongming was already somewhat annoyed, and now that he heard it still speaking in such a sarcastic tone, he immediately flicked his finger and sent out a bolt of lightning that struck it!

The spirit of the Thunder Pool nimbly dodged, then chased after the bolt of lightning, opening its mouth and swallowing it whole with a "whoosh."

"Tsk tsk! It tastes good."

Looking at its cheeky appearance, Shen Chongming was so angry that he laughed.

"thunder……"

"thunder!"

Just as he was about to teach the spirit of Thunder Pool a lesson, the old beggar who had been looking up at the Jade Pivot plaque suddenly spoke again.

This time, he actually took the initiative to pull up Shen Chongming's sleeve, raised his arm towards the plaque, and kept excitedly shouting "Thunder!"
Shen Chongming was slightly taken aback, but then immediately understood what he meant.

"You mean, you want me to activate the jade plaque with the power of thunder?"

The old beggar didn't say anything, he just kept raising his arm.

Upon seeing this, Shen Chongming immediately decided to try it out according to his conjecture.

A sphere of azure lightning condensed in his palm. When he felt it was about right, he gently flicked his wrist, sending the lightning directly toward the jade plaque that had been pieced together above the door frame.

Bang!
The fist-sized sphere of lightning struck precisely in the center of the Jade Pivot plaque.

The thunder sphere exploded, and a large amount of lightning burst forth, instantly enveloping the jade pendant plaque above the door frame, which was more than three feet wide and nearly seven feet long!
The electric sparks moved rapidly across the Jade Pivot plaque, and the originally dull plaque gradually began to glow faintly.

(End of this chapter)