Under the leadership of the Riku Half-Saint, the three of them crossed the vast wilderness and entered the depths of a large, reckless mountain.
In the surroundings, the peaks of the mountains were towering and lofty, the rivers were clear and spiritual, and from time to time, there were also huge-bodied savage beasts flying through the sky.
Along the way, Zhang Ruochen was observing carefully, and was able to clearly feel that there were even subtle array fluctuations amongst the clumps of mountains.
Each mountain peak was like a formation tower.
The Liku Half-Saint walked at the forefront and said, “The Prison Suppressor Ancient Race, one of the hidden ancient races, has always never participated in the fights between the major forces of the Kunlun Realm.”
“However, the Prison Suppressor Ancient Race is inextricably linked to the major forces of the Kunlun Realm again.”
Zhang Ruochen withdrew his spiritual power that was probing into the ground, his expression natural as he asked, “How so?”
The Liku Half-Saint twisted his beard and laughed, “You should have also seen that along the way, the ground is covered with formation inscriptions, and outsiders who wish to break in and enter the Zhenjian Ancient Clan will undoubtedly die.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “The formation inscriptions are indeed quite dense, complex, and subtle, and they are intertwined with each other, so they are definitely not ordinary formations.”
The Liku Half-Saint said, “Those ancient formations, all of which were left over from the Middle Ages, are infinitely powerful, not to mention Saints, even if a Great Saint wanted to break through, I’m afraid that they would have to pay a huge price.”
“In the end, during that Middle Ancient Period, the Sword Mound was the most massive prison established by the Human Race, specifically used to imprison vicious Human Race powerhouses and Savage Beast Supremacies. The three major surnames of the Ancient Clan of Prison Suppression were, at that time, the very three clans that guarded the prison.”
“Because of the arrival of the Great Upheaval, the Sword Mound was abandoned. It wasn’t until 10,000 years ago that the Undying Blood Race’s Underworld King came out, causing turmoil in the world, and the entire human race came close to extinction.”
“At the most difficult moment, it was the saints of the Human Race who joined forces to repel the Immortal Blood Race and suppress the Underworld King.”
“The cultivation level of the Underworld King is already infinitely close to that of a god, and is the most powerful being in the entire Kunlun Realm after the Ancient Era.”
“Even though the saints suppressed him, they were simply unable to kill him and could only seal him temporarily. As a result, someone proposed to reopen the Sword Mound, specifically to hold the Underworld King, and it was also from that time that the Sword Mound gradually came to be known as the Underworld King’s Sword Mound.”
“In the last ten thousand years, whether it’s the Sacred Brightness Central Empire, the Green Pond Central Empire, or the present-day First Central Empire, some of the great evils captured would also be sent to the Underworld King’s Sword Mound to be guarded by the Ancient Clan of the Prison Suppressor.”
“It is because of this that the Prison Suppressing Ancient Clan is also uncontested with the world, and at the same time, they do not want to get involved in the struggles of the major forces in the Kunlun Realm. Your conflict with the imperial court is indeed making it quite difficult for the Prison Zhen Ancient Clan.”
Zhang Ruochen asked curiously, “Then what kind of relationship do the Six Great Sword Bearers, and the Prison Zhen Ancient Clan, actually have?”
The Liku Half-Saint’s face sank as he shook his head and said, “The matter is quite significant, and only the Six Great Sword Bearers and the Family Heads of the Three Great Clans should know the secrets.”
The Ancient Clan of Prison Suppression was made up of three great clans, and of course, each of the three great clans in turn cultivated a number of peripheral forces that were spread throughout the Yuanfu, and could be considered to be deeply rooted in this part of the land.
For example, the Lai Family of Qingli County was actually just a peripheral family, not one of the three great families.
As they spoke, two three-thousand-metre-high stone mountains appeared in front of them.
The form of the stone mountains was like two stone swords stuck in the ground, extremely dangerous and craggy, with emerald green spiritual medicines and some ancient spiritual trees.
Standing below and looking upwards, one could only see that there were iron swords inserted on top of the two stone mountains, so densely packed that it was impossible to count them. There were also rusty iron chains that wrapped around the top of the stone mountains, like vines, pythons, and red dragons.
When he came here, the Monstrous Sword on Zhang Ruochen’s back unexpectedly began to tremble slightly, emitting sword chimes.
The thousands of ancient swords on top of the two stone mountains also seemed to sense something, and all of them trembled as if they were about to fly out of the mountains.
“How could there be so many swords?”
A small mouth of Li-Min, slightly open, looked at the two stone mountains, revealing a look of awe.
Half-Saint Liku said, “Right now, you’re just seeing the tip of the iceberg, if you’ve been to the Sword Mound, you’ll know that the ancient swords there are a thousand, ten thousand times more than here.”
Right at this moment, from Zhang Ruochen’s mouth, a soft eep escaped and he looked in the direction behind him.
The Liku Half-Saint also sensed something and his face changed slightly as the Heavenly Eye at the centre of his brow opened and followed Zhang Ruochen’s gaze.
In the depths of the jungle, there was a strong blood aura that permeated out, colouring all the trees in the forest blood red.
“Ow!”
Immediately after, the ground shook violently, only to see a group of raggedly dressed cultivators rushing out from the forest. They were extremely numerous, a sea of people, and at a rough estimate, there were tens of thousands of silhouettes.
Their eyes were crimson, their entire bodies were covered in blood, their bones protruding, their green faces and fangs, their mouths emitting beast-like howls as they desperately rushed towards the direction where the two stone mountains stood.
The Liku Half-Saint’s face, changed slightly as he said, “That’s a Saint of the Immortal Blood Race, sacrificing blood slaves.”
“Wow!”
The Liku Half-Saint stretched out his hands and mobilised his spiritual energy with all his might.
The heaven and earth aura quickly converged towards him and coalesced in his hands, transforming into two balls of white light.
As he stretched his hands forward, the white light immediately dispersed in all directions, transforming into a curtain of light that blocked all of the blood slaves, all of them, from the outside.
“Boom boom.”
The attacks of the blood slaves continuously landed on top of the light curtain, emitting ear-splitting sounds.
Even with Liku’s Half-Saint’s cultivation, facing the attacks of tens of thousands of blood slaves, he was somewhat unable to resist, and could only keep retreating to counteract the pressure on his body.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t make a move, but stood aside, observing those blood slaves and said, ”Obviously, he only has the cultivation of the Heavenly Extremity Realm Great Circle, yet he can burst out with attacks at the Fish Dragon Realm level. The blood slaves that the Saint of the Immortal Blood Clan, sacrificed, are surprisingly so terrifying.”
“A Saint of the Undying Blood Clan can attach a strand of holy qi and a strand of holy dao will to the body of a blood slave, thus commanding the blood slave to work for him. However, these blood slaves in front of us are indeed a bit strange.”
Ri Min scratched her hair, revealing a thoughtful expression, it was obvious that the situation in front of her was not recorded in the book.
Zhang Ruochen said, “They should be Desperate Blood Slaves.”
“What is a Desperate Blood Slave?”Ri Min asked.
Zhang Ruochen said, “The so-called Desperate Blood Slave is actually a Saint of the Immortal Blood Race giving instructions to force the blood slave to burn the blood qi and life force in his body, thus erupting into a power that exceeds his own tenfold. Of course, the life of a Desperate Blood Slave is quite short, with only one day of lifespan.”
“I see.”
Limin nodded, secretly noting it down with a ‘taught’ look.
“The Immortal Blood Race is actually really hitting the Underworld Sword Mound, and I wonder how many times this is the first time they have attacked the door?”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t have the intention to make a move and stared over at Half-Saint Liku, saying, “The Undying Blood Race has already attacked the door, so how come the cultivators of the Prison Suppressing Ancient Race haven’t activated their formations to suppress the blood slaves?”
Because of the massive depletion of his spiritual energy, beads of sweat continued to emerge above Liku Half-Saint’s forehead, and his lips were shivering as he said, “Before this, the Undying Blood Clan had already come to provoke three times, they didn’t really want to attack the Underworld Sword Mound, but were actually testing the strength of the formations on the periphery of the Sword Mound.”
“At the same time, they were also trying to use this to consume, the aura in the Earth Spirit Vein at the bottom of the formation. Once the aura is consumed too much, the power of the formation, too, will plummet.”
“Not long ago, the Clan Chief had already ordered that if it was just blood slaves coming to attack, there would be no need to activate the formation.”
Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, “I see.”?Since the formation would not be activated, Zhang Ruochen was prepared to make a move to help the Ancient Clan of Prison Suppression repel this wave of blood slaves’ attack, as a sort of meet-and-greet gift.
Before Zhang Ruochen could make his move, suddenly, a vast sword Qi descended from the sky above, completely enveloping the surrounding space of heaven and earth.
“Clatter.”
The ancient swords that were stuck on top of the two stone mountains flew up, flying towards the top of the stone mountain on the left, turning into a huge whirlpool and flying rapidly.
“What a strong sword intent.”
Zhang Ruochen was slightly surprised, and so, instead of striking for the time being, he raised his head and looked up towards the top of the stone mountain.
Only to see that an extremely young man, with an upright and dignified posture, stood at the top of the stone mountain, and all over his body, there was a strong and extremely powerful sword intent that erupted out.
It was that sword intent that had triggered the ancient swords in the two stone mountains to fly towards him.
“Out.”
The man uttered a low chant.
Into tens of millions of ancient swords, they turned into a rain of swords and flew out, falling into into the group of blood slaves.
“Poof!”
“Poof ……”
……
A moment later, all the blood slaves, all of them fell to the ground and lost their breath.
The man at the top of the stone mountain, dispersed his sword intent, and immediately after, those ancient swords flew back, reinserting themselves into the stone mountain.
That man, with a gentle sway of his figure, disappeared from the top of the stone mountain.
In the next instant, he had appeared above the tens of thousands of blood slaves, standing three feet high in mid-air, suspended in the air, and snorted coldly, “The Immortal Blood Race even dares to come to the Sword Mound to provoke, truly not knowing how to die.”?When the Riku Half-Saint saw that man hanging in mid-air, he let out a long sigh of relief and put his spiritual power away. Afterwards, he arched his hand and bowed to that man, saying, “Greetings to the Sword Bearer.”
That man turned around, glanced towards the Liku Half-Saint, and nodded gently.
Sword Bearer?
Zhang Ruochen, however, was slightly surprised that this man in front of him was also a Sword Bearer?
One must know that according to the Xuan Gui Sword Saint, the six great sword bearers, all of them were Sword Saints who were famous all over the world. Could it be that this man in front of him was also a Sword Saint?Zhang Ruochen immediately shook his head, although this person’s sword intent was quite powerful, he was still a little bit short of the “Human Sword Unity” realm.
Moreover, this person’s cultivation level was still at the Half-Saint realm, not a Saint.
Zhang Ruochen was about to ask Li Min, after all, she should know the identity of this person.
Only, when Zhang Ruochen looked at Li-Min, he realised that the previously reserved little girl was staring somewhat flamboyantly at the young sword-wielder standing in mid-air, and two blushes emerged on her snow-white cheeks.
Even when she had met Ten Thousand Trillion and the Sacred Book Talented Lady, she had not revealed such a demeanour.
Zhang Ruochen probably guessed some of it, and immediately, with a faint smile, he stopped asking her.
