Published: January 2, 2025
At this moment, the ancient voice suddenly exclaimed in shock, its tone trembling slightly, as if it had seen something that left it incomparably horrified, revealing an intense emotion of excitement.
From the appearance of several Venerables until now, this ancient voice had been weak and lifeless, filled with a sense of despair and frailty, as if it were on the verge of extinction.
But at this moment, it instantly fluctuated, even the endless black mist in the Burial Sword Abyss began to rise and fall, the sword aura roared, and the heavens and earth trembled.
What a scene, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
The several Venerables were shocked, the Star Extinguishing Venerable and others stared in horror at Qin Chen not far away, fixated on the strange sword aura surging around him and the glowing mysterious rusty sword in his hand.
What is the origin of that mysterious ancient sword?
Could it truly make the Sword Ancestor of the ancient Tongtian Sword Pavilion so excited and astonished? Yet, they wracked their brains and could not discern the uniqueness of the ancient sword that Qin Chen spoke of.
Qin Chen also felt a tremor; he could sense that a pair of hollow and terrifying eyes were fixated on the mysterious rusty sword in his hand, clearly recognizing its origins.
However, this sword was just something he had obtained from the sacred Lu secret realm of the Five Nations in the Tianwu Continent, although extraordinary, it still surprised Qin Chen that the Sword Ancestor of the ancient Tongtian Sword Pavilion could recognize it.
What exactly is going on?
"I understand... This is the will of heaven!"
After a long while, the Sword Ancestor seemed to calm down and said softly.
Qin Chen clearly felt a pair of deep, penetrating eyes constantly scrutinizing him, he was assessed over and over again, his soul was tense, feeling a strong pressure, even his breathing seemed to come to a halt.
"Indeed, that old man did not deceive me, the prophecy from back then has come true..." The ancient voice muttered to itself, even after awakening, it seemed to still be in shock and unable to recover, still in awe.
"Master, what are you talking about?"
The Eternal Sword Master asked in confusion; who could be called an old man by the Sword Ancestor?
"Nothing!"
The Sword Ancestor sighed lightly, "I didn't expect that after billions of years, only you remain as my disciple, and only a trace of a soul remains. However, as long as I can leave a root, even if I die, I can still face my ancestors in the underworld."
The Eternal Sword Master felt his soul tremble; he didn't understand what his master was saying.
"No, Master, you will not die."
The Eternal Sword Master said, he wanted to cry, to wail uncontrollably.
When he left the Tongtian Sword Pavilion back in the day, it was still a glorious place in the heavenly realm, a sacred land of swordsmanship, yet billions of years have passed, and he still lived. Upon returning to the sect that nurtured him, he saw such a desolate scene, he could not accept it, and felt unbearable pain.
"You do not understand, turn back, and I will tell you everything. But for now, let’s deal with these few people first."
The Sword Ancestor said, his voice deep.
Instantly, the several Venerables felt their scalps tingle, their hair standing on end.
"Senior, what do you intend to do?"
The several Venerables felt a chill run down their spines, trembling as they spoke, for they sensed a strong aura of death approaching them, feeling as if a pair of hollow eyes were fixated on them, goosebumps rising, their souls trembling.
"Well, didn't you say earlier that you were willing to shed your blood for the human race?"
It is time to fulfill your promise."
The Sword Ancestor said, and suddenly, an invisible force emerged in the abyss, rumble, everyone saw the bottom of the abyss suddenly lit up with strange patterns, clang clang clang, the originally tightly closed bronze coffins suddenly opened.
Inside these bronze coffins lay corpses that had not decayed for billions of years, exuding a terrifying aura, and atop the bronze coffins flickered terrifying black runes, radiating an incredible presence.