The inscriptions on the monument were majestically powerful yet permeated with a thick sense of unwillingness. It was easy to imagine they were written by a cultivator whose aspirations soared above the heavens, who, even at the brink of death in his later years, still harbored grand ambitions and firmly believed he was not a mere mortal, merely waiting for an opportunity to transform upon encountering the right moment.
âExcellent poetry.â
Li Xiaobai nodded. The handwriting itself revealed the state of mind, surely the work of a cultivator of Beichen Fengâs caliber.
Quietly lying next to the stone monument was a skeleton, seated in meditation with arms stretched toward the sky, one arm pointing straight at the monument, apparently in the act of inscribing it when alive.
A person with three swords moved around to the back of the inscription to have a look.
âI lack a Divine Core, cannot light the Third Divine Flame in the Central Origin Realmâ¦â
âWithout becoming an Immortal God, one is ultimately just an antâ¦â
âThe conspiracy of the Immortal Gods is insoluble; a thousand years later, it will be another cycle of reincarnation, impossible to escape the limits of the Immortal Yuan, unable to break the pattern, must pioneer a new method of cultivation!â
âWe are ultimately nothing but pigs bred within a pen. I am unwilling, I hate, I still want to battle, to slay Immortals and Godslayers!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Li Xiaobai was shaken, the monumentâs inscriptions seemed to record something extraordinary, and Evil God Huo Yun appeared not to be merely a local power.
It mentioned the Immortal Gods Realm; this was a cultivator who had battled with Immortal Gods, standing at the apex of the Central Origin Realm, yet met an unhappy end.
âIn which era did Evil God Huo Yun emerge as a master?â
âAnd what exactly is the Immortal Gods Realm?â
The Huo Yun Sword slightly quivered, âI do not know, my form is damaged, my memory incomplete, only know I have once slain divine beings.â
Bronze Sword: âWe are ancient swords from a thousand years ago, by that time Evil God Huo Yun was already renowned, presumably tracing back to an even earlier powerful figure.â
Ice Essence Sword: âThe Immortal Gods Realm is the dwelling place of Immortal Gods.â
âHow can one go there?â Li Xiaobai inquired.
Bronze Sword: âAbove the Saints, there are the Immortal Gods.â
âWhat conspiracy are they referring to?â
âWe do not know, at that time we were too weak, not yet born with consciousness.â
âGoing by whatâs written the monument, you seem extremely powerful, why then are you stored within the Sword Tomb now?â
Li Xiaobai asked somewhat puzzledly, these swords were ancient from a thousand years ago, a time before the Sword Sect even existed.
âI was found lying by the roadside, picked up by a man.â
âI was the same.â
âI was the same.â
The three swords simultaneously inscribed a line in bold letters, âWe were all picked up.â
Li Xiaobai: ââ¦â
These swordsâ sentient existence was short, their memories of the past incomplete, collecting only some fragmented, chaotic information.
But Li Xiaobai already had some conjectures in his mind; previously, when conversing with Beichen Feng, the other party also mentioned a millennium ago, and now, the monument speaks of a cyclical millennium, this matter might relate to those cultivators whose cultivation levels rapidly ascended.
âLetâs not talk about this for now, whereâs the treasure?â
Li Xiaobai looked toward the Huo Yun Sword and asked, this cavern was completely empty, aside from a monument and a skeleton, there was nothing else.
âOne monument, one skeleton, to behold the relics of our predecessor is the greatest treasure itself.â
âOne must not be shallow, instead focusing on cultivating the spirit.â
The Huo Yun Sword wrote thus.
âI damnâ¦â
âThere are no treasures here?â
âHow can someone like Evil God Huo Yun not leave behind some resources, such as Immortal Stones, or other world-destroying Magic Treasures?â
Li Xiaobaiâs expression darkened, he was actually being lectured by a vain, broken sword.
âOnly a skeleton, I have brought you to the place, it should be given to Huazi now.â
The Huo Yun Sword trembled with excitement, urging to draw two Huazi at once, a luxury that made it somewhat impatient.
This thing knew early on that the tomb of the Evil God Huo Yun had no treasures, which is why it brought him here so decisively, this guy wasnât honest either.
âBeing able to revisit the old masterâs will is already the best treasure,â
âA sword should not merely look good but focus on spiritual cultivation.â
Li Xiaobai spoke softly, turning the golden chariot around and heading back the way they had come.
âBuzz!â
The Huo Yun Sword, in anger, followed behind and began slashing wildly, but to no avail.
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Li Xiaobai touched the area that had been hit and grinned, âWhat I said was that if you lead me to treasures I would give you two Huazi, but since there are no treasures here, naturally, I wonât be giving you any Huazi. To live in this world, one must have a spirit of contract.â
Huo Yun Sword: â¦
One man and three swords continued to roam the Sword Tomb, scavenging the last remaining ancient swords. With the Huo Yun Sword around, there was hardly any need to exert too much effort; almost all the swords in the tomb bowed down to it as if it were the king of the Sword Tomb, and after a round, dozens of flying swords had gathered around it again.
Li Xiaobai collected these ancient swords into his bag, âThatâs about it, letâs go back.â
â¦
At the same time.
Within the Sword Tomb, in a world of ice and snow, more than ten young cultivators were shivering as they cautiously moved forward, drained from their exit from that Sunset World.
âSenior brother, this should be the dwelling of the ice-attributed ancient sword, right?â
âExactly, this is a good place to pick up bargains. You know, in this ice and snow, there are many ancient swords sealed away. We should dig around in the snow to find some decent swords; there are no ordinary swords in the Sword Tomb, even the broken ones can fetch a good price,â the lead cultivator in white said with a smile.
âBut that Li Xiaobai just went ahead of us, we might run into him soon, right?â
An Earth Immortal Realm cultivator looked worried, the Sunset World had scared them half to death, and they werenât sure they could withstand another ordeal like that.
âHmph, whatâs he? He just got lucky with the help of the Dusk Sword Evocation. If we run into him again, no need for words, Iâll handle him directly!â
The expression of the young man in white turned grim, his look cold. If they encountered him again, he would not hold back, deaths and injuries were common in the Sword Tomb, and an occasional death didnât matter.
âThereâs nothing in the snow.â
âThere are signs of digging here!â
âDamn it, it must be Li Xiaobaiâs doing! He took all the ancient swords!â
The disciples cleared the snow along the way, only to find empty space under the snow layer; the buried ancient swords were gone, clearly someone had beaten them to it and taken all the swords.
âKeep going, they canât have gotten far, letâs catch up and take the swords back!â
â¦
Some time later.
The group emerged from the small ice and snow world into a lava area, where the temperature was very high.
âBe careful, the ancient swords here are quite powerful; this is the central area of the Sword Tomb, where the personal swords of many powerful beings are buried. Take your time to communicate with them, and if youâre fortunate enough to get a sword to acknowledge you, there will be a reward from the sect,â the young man in white said lightly.
âUnderstood!â
A few minutes later, the group walked out of that area, their expressions blank, somewhat stunned.
âWhat happened, wasnât this supposed to be a Sword Domain? Why did we come out so quickly?â
âAnd where are the ancient swords buried in the Sword Tomb? Weâve gone so deep, why havenât we met a single one?â
âDamn it, itâs Li Xiaobaiâs doing, he took all the swords!â