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

The Kendo era is 408 years old.

In the Jade Purity Sword Ruins, amidst a bamboo forest, two figures with straight backs stood facing each other, each carrying a long sword on their backs.

They didn't move an inch, yet the surrounding environment was filled with flashing sword shadows, crisscrossing sword lights, and streaks of sword energy intertwining in the air.

The sword cultivators standing on the periphery were dumbfounded and dared not approach.

"Who is that guy with the gourd of wine hanging from his waist?"

"How could he have fought against Master Pei for so long?"

"How strange! How can there be such a way of swordsmanship in this world? The sword intent exudes a free and unrestrained spirit, unconventional and unconventional?"

"In recent years, swordsmanship has inexplicably flourished, and the number of sword masters has gradually increased. Among those famous sword masters, there is no one like this."

As time passed, the sword intent in the clash grew stronger and stronger, and many people could not withstand it and retreated more than a hundred miles away.

Three days later, at a certain moment, a loud hum was heard, and the sword rang out, resounding throughout the Jade Purity Sword Ruins. Wherever the sword light passed, everything was cut in half.

Most of the bamboo forest was destroyed in an instant, and the lush green bamboo leaves fluttered down. Pei Hanchuan groaned and took a step back.

He opened his eyes, which burst forth with intense killing intent. His sword intent refused to yield and became terrifyingly powerful, his swordsmanship almost going berserk.

But at the last moment, a glimmer of clarity flashed in his eyes, and he pressed down hard on the raging Yue Liushuang, finally stabilizing the out-of-control sword intent.

A trace of blood seeped from the corner of Li Taibai's mouth. "Sword Master Pei's swordsmanship is indeed the best in the world. I can hardly withstand even a little bit of his sword energy."

If Pei Hanchuan hadn't managed to control his sword energy in that split second, he would be dead right now.

"What you're saying makes me feel even more ashamed."

Pei Hanchuan's voice was hoarse, "With your swordsmanship skills, if you were at the same level as me, you wouldn't be able to kill me in more than three sword strikes."

"I have lost this duel."

Li Taibai took the wine flask from his waist, took a big gulp of wine, and exclaimed, "It was truly an honor to have discussed swordsmanship with Sword Master Pei for three days!"

Before entering the Sword Tomb, the person he admired most was Pei Hanchuan.

Especially the Moon Frost Sword in his hand, ranked first in the world, is revered as a god by all sword cultivators.

"As a sword cultivator with such mastery of the sword, why don't you forge a spirit sword for yourself?" Pei Hanchuan said softly.

With just one glance, he could see through the longsword on the man's back; it was made of ordinary iron and had no spiritual energy whatsoever.

"Once, like all sword cultivators in the world, I planned to dedicate my life to refining a powerful spiritual sword."

"But later, when I was fortunate enough to receive the sword intent from the master, I suddenly realized that this approach was putting the cart before the horse."

"The so-called sword cultivator should prioritize the person over the sword. If one only pursues the power of the spiritual sword, then what kind of sword cultivator is that? One might as well just call it sword cultivation."

At this point, Li Taibai took another look at the Moon Frost held in Pei Hanchuan's hand.

Pei Hanchuan fell silent for a moment.

Since breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm, his control over Yue Liushuang has become increasingly weak.

Especially in recent years, as he led the righteous path against the demonic path, his killing intent became extremely strong, causing Yue Liushuang to begin to lose control.

After a moment of silence, Pei Hanchuan asked, "The gentleman you mentioned, is he your master?"

"I am not fortunate enough to be your apprentice."

Li Taibai shook his head slightly, "I just got lucky and was fortunate enough to inherit some of your sword intent."

"What's his name?"

Respect appeared in Pei Hanchuan's eyes.

Li Taixuan bluntly stated, "Chen Xuan is known as the Sword Master of Slaughter."

Today, the Sword Tomb has reopened, and the way of swordsmanship has flourished throughout the world because of the Master, yet no one knows of his achievements.

The divine essence that remained in the Sword Tomb was something only he could obtain, and then it dissipated into the air, leaving no one else to experience it.

Upon hearing this name, Pei Hanchuan's expression momentarily froze.

Long-forgotten memories surged back; that young man's casual sword strike had nearly destroyed his sword spirit.

After leaving the pass, he originally wanted to find Chen Xuan again to discuss swordsmanship, to sweep away the shadows in his heart, and to regain the confidence he had back then.

It's a pity that I heard he destroyed the sword tomb and died as a result of lightning punishment, so I regretfully gave up on that idea.

"I never imagined that he still left behind a legacy of sword intent in the world..."

Pei Hanchuan's emotions were somewhat turbulent. The shadow that had been cleared away by Chen Xuan's death had once again enveloped his heart.

Today, his successor actually defeated him in the swordsmanship, surpassing him once again with the Nascent Soul stage.

This caused him to grunt again and take two steps back.

In the path of the sword, if Chen Xuan was born, why was I born?

I never imagined that even after becoming the best in the world, I still couldn't escape the shadow he left behind. How pathetic and lamentable.

"To be honest, I have a favor to ask of you before I enter the Jade Purity Sword Ruins."

Li Bai could easily see Pei Hanchuan's annoyance, but he still spoke up.

"What is it?"

Pei Hanchuan raised his eyes

"We humbly request that Sword Master Pei clear your name and restore your honorable reputation!"

This time, Li Bai showed no sign of laziness, performing the sword-holding salute with utmost seriousness, his eyes filled with solemnity.

Before Pei Hanchuan could ask, he quickly continued, "The swordsmanship of the world has been completely renewed and is showing great promise, all thanks to you, sir..."

"It's not just me who received Master's sword intent inheritance; it's that all sword cultivators in the world who can enter the Sword Tomb today cultivate sword intent left behind by Master!"

He then told Pei Hanchuan the whole story of the Sword Tomb.

At that time, all the sword cultivators in the world believed that the Sword Master of Slaughter deserved to die, unaware that they were all enjoying the blessings left by their master.

This time, he entered the Jade Purity Sword Ruins to use the words of Pei Jianzun, the number one sword master in the world, to vindicate and make his master famous!

He shouldn't be subjected to such unfounded accusations; he deserves to be enshrined in the Kendo Temple!

Pei Hanchuan's eyes grew increasingly serious and alarmed as he listened.

When he went into seclusion, the world of swordsmanship was still normal, and had not yet experienced that distorted period of cultivation.

When he emerged from seclusion, swordsmanship had returned to its former glory and was even flourishing. He had only heard about swordsmanship during that period.

Unexpectedly, there was such a hidden secret in the middle?

"No wonder I've noticed that the sword intent cultivated by the recently renowned sword masters all vaguely bears the same shadow..."

"So it was made by him."

Pei Hanchuan looked up at the sky, his expression wistful, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

There is the desolation of being less skilled than others, the indescribable respect, and the heavy, iron-like palpitations in one's heart.

If it weren't for Chen Xuan, wouldn't the world's swordsmanship have been destroyed?

Just how profound was his swordsmanship that he was able to accomplish such a monumental feat that would be remembered throughout history?

It is a great regret that I will never be able to clash with Chen Xuan again in this lifetime.

"Sword Master Pei, what are your thoughts on this matter?"

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Li Bai couldn't help but carefully consider his tone.

"Please rest assured, my perspective is not as narrow as you think."

"From this day forward, I will proclaim to the world that I will vindicate Chen Xuan."

"He deserves the utmost respect from all sword cultivators in the world."

Pei Hanchuan stood ramrod straight, sheathing his sword, his voice resounding.

He was far inferior to Chen Xuan, and sincerely admitted his inferiority.

It is a great regret that I could not fight him again when I was at my peak.