The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

The so-called Sword Tomb is actually a blessed land, covering a vast area, where various sword-wielding forces occupy a portion of the land.

Here, sword energy abounds, sword intent arises freely, and everything you see is related to swords.

Practicing swordsmanship here allows one to progress a thousand miles in a day.

"Master, isn't it too strong of us to hastily form a swordsmanship alliance?"

"Outsiders would think that our swordsmanship is weak, that we are so easily frightened by a rogue swordsman."

"A mere rogue swordsman is certainly not worth worrying about."

"You don't understand. I used him as an excuse to take the opportunity to gather the strength of the sword path."

"I see, I see, I understand now. Grandmaster, you have good intentions; you are planning a better future for the way of the sword."

"That's right. Once the Sword Dao Alliance is successfully established, it will completely suppress Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. From now on, the Sword Dao will reign supreme, exclusively enjoying the blessings of heaven and earth!"

……

"Master, something terrible has happened! All the Sword Masters we sent have been killed, and not a single one of their entourage survived! This rogue cultivator, Chen Xuan, is a murderous demon!"

"Huh? This is outrageous! We sent people to kill him, and he still won't commit suicide?"

"I hereby order that, with this token of the Alliance Leader, all peak masters be dispatched to kill him! Each sect and faction must send at least three peak masters!"

"yes!"

"Wait a moment."

"Does the Patriarch have any further instructions?"

"How is the blood sacrifice I commanded you to prepare?"

"Reporting to the Ancestral Master, all preparations are complete. A total of 10,080 strands of blood energy have been extracted, and we are just waiting for the appointed time."

"Good, very good. We must take the blood sacrifice seriously, as it concerns the development of our swordsmanship."

……

"Master, something terrible has happened! A total of one hundred peak masters were all slaughtered by that damned Chen Xuan on the Luochuan River! Blood is flowing like a river!"

"What? This kid actually has such strength? Isn't he ranked one hundredth on the swordsmanship rankings?!"

"Master, during your seclusion, he rose to tenth place!"

"Send the sect leader! Send the sect leader immediately! The sword sacrifice is imminent; we absolutely cannot allow this to cause delays. We must finish this quickly!"

"Good! With all the sect leaders involved, this man is surely doomed!"

……

"Grandmaster...Grandmaster, we are in imminent danger! Our swordsmanship is at a critical juncture. All thirty-six sect leaders have perished in battle, unable to stop Chen Xuan's advance. He is heading straight for the Sword Tomb!"

"Damn it!"

"You bastard!"

"After the sword blood sacrifice, the spirit sword born in the sword tomb will be tainted with more killing intent, its power will be greatly enhanced, and the sword way can be taken to a higher level."

"But now, I've been interrupted?!"

"Open the Sword Tomb, activate the spirit sword allocation, and all sects spare no effort and use any means necessary to kill him!"

……

"Our... our ancestor is dead! He's almost wiped out all our people! He's a monster, a monster that only knows how to kill!"

"He deserves to die! He deserves to die a thousand times over, even being torn to pieces wouldn't be enough to quell the hatred in my heart!"

"Wherever he is, I would rather abandon this sword-wielding blood sacrifice than not kill him!"

"I'll take care of him myself! Tell me where he is!"

"Master, Chen Xuan, he..."

"He's at the foot of the mountain."

……

The era of Kendo has lasted for 118 years.

The Eternal Sword Tomb, guarded by countless sects, has always been a sacred place for swordsmanship, and outsiders are not allowed to invade or humiliate it.

Today, however, my doorstep has been shattered by one person.

Chen Xuan, alone with his sword, stepped in step by step.

The sky was cold and clear. All the great sword elders, contemporary prodigies, and reclusive sword masters gathered together, their eyes bloodshot, trying to stop this figure.

But in front of Chen Xuan, all the sect's foundation and countless sword techniques were like ants trying to stop a chariot, unable to withstand a single sword strike.

The sword flashes, the wind and snow fall silent.

No one could see the trajectory of his sword strike; all they saw was a sword light that stretched across the sky, blooming in an instant and then fading away just as quickly.

The sword formations of the major sword sects shattered in response, and countless sword cultivators had their bodies shattered along with the sword intent, with even their souls being destroyed.

"Ahhhhh—"

"What kind of swordsmanship does he practice?!"

"Why is he so unreasonable and forceful!"

The screams were incessant, and the swords clashed mournfully.

"It's not that I'm too strong, it's that you're too weak."

"How could you be so foolish as to use your blood energy to forge a spirit sword? You have killed too many people and led yourselves astray."

Chen Xuan responded coldly, his Tai Xuan Sword not pausing for a moment.

The moment he stepped into the Sword Tomb, he understood where the problem lay in the world's swordsmanship!

The root of the problem in swordsmanship lies in the Sword Tomb!

All sword cultivators must enter the Sword Tomb to inherit a sword and comprehend the sword intent.

However, in order to increase the power of their swords, these sword cultivators actually slaughtered living beings and condensed their blood energy to power the sword tomb.

As a result, those who successfully inherit the sword are all fools with violent hearts who only know how to kill and fight, who come to cultivate the way of the sword!

If this continues, the way of the sword will no longer be the way of the sword; it can be called the way of the demon!

Qingyun, Taixu, Zixiao, Canglan, Wanjian Immortal Sect...

One sect after another was wiped out by Chen Xuan, their lineages severed and their traditions extinct.

Layers of broken bones piled up, blood staining the ancient bluestone path.

The corpses rose up, forming a majestic mound that stretched across the entire Sword Tomb Square.

The corpses of countless sword cultivators piled up like mountains, their chilling sword energy carrying a deathly silence and bloodshed, pressing down on the entire world until not a breath of wind stirred.

Just now.

A crimson sword intent soared into the sky, transforming into a streak of light that flew towards us.

This person is none other than the world's leading swordsman, the number one swordsman in the world.

His eyes were filled with anger, his imposing aura was overwhelming, and his stern voice shook the heavens and earth.

"You dare to slaughter countless sects and stain the sacred land with blood? Do you truly believe there is no one left to wield the sword?!"

With a wave of his hand, the leader stirred up the remaining sword intent from the Sword Tomb, condensing it into the strongest sword strike.

The sword pressed down, overturning the sea of ​​clouds. Sword energy and killing intent intertwined. There was no silvery sword light, only the stench of blood.

"So it was you, you fool, who led the way of swordsmanship astray?"

With just one glance, Chen Xuan saw through this guy's true nature.

In order to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, he actually wanted to use a blood sacrifice and the power of the Sword Tomb to break through.

Chen Xuan's eyes were filled with icy coldness.

This person deserves to be executed by slow slicing.

He simply raised his sword slightly.

With a single swing of the sword, it was like a dazzling sun, bursting forth with countless rays of light.

However, these were not rays of light, but real sword light.

The leader's expression suddenly changed drastically.

He was horrified to discover that he couldn't withstand the Nascent Soul sword strike unleashed by the Sword Tomb.

At this time, no one in the world has ever stepped into the Nascent Soul stage!

I am a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, how could I possibly lose!

boom!

These sword lights sliced ​​his flesh into 18,000 pieces, and he remained conscious until his last breath.

……

……

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"

"Did Chen Xuan single-handedly storm the Sword Tomb?"

Inside the office, everyone gasped as they read the biography.

"Those were all Sword Masters, Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, not just some nobody. They couldn't even stop Chen Xuan from taking a single step and were all killed?"

"hiss--"

"Terrifying!"

Lin Xiaoman inhaled the loudest breath of cool air because she had reached the Nascent Soul Realm and was most familiar with it.

Currently, Chen Xuan has killed over a hundred Sword Venerables. In other words, even a hundred of his peak-level selves wouldn't be enough for Chen Xuan to kill alone.

"It seems that the gap between two Sword Masters is sometimes greater than that between a person and a dog." Prefect An finally understood and let out a long sigh.

There are only two kinds of sword masters in the world: the sword master who controls killing and the other kind of sword masters.

I wonder if Pei Jianzun at his peak was strong enough to contend with Chen Xuan?

Meanwhile, another question gradually rose in everyone's mind.

The name of the Sword Master of Slaughter is so renowned that he has slaughtered everyone in the Sword Tomb, so why do only a few people know about him?

Logically speaking, it should have spread by now!

It's as if Chen Xuan's deeds have been erased from the long river of history of the sword-doing era, leaving a blank space.