God Emperor

Along the pathway, grotesque pieces of broken swords were seen plunging out of the ground. Some were buried deep under, while some barbed fragments were left scattered on the ground.

The number of swords they stumbled onto was ever increasing, pilling closely across the black wilderness. The amount was uncountable even with the spiritual power of a Half-Saint. An ocean of swords was the term to describe the view.

Some of the swords were as tiny as a needle but had exquisite craftsmanship which made them stand out among the others.

Some were ten meters long, broader than a door frame, like a sword belonging to a giant.

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These were only the ones visible on the ground. No one knew how many more were buried underneath.

The moment Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu stepped into the area, all the swords on the ground sensed the arrival of a Sword Saint. In response to that, they were vibrating, giving out a wobbling sound.

The swords had their tips pointing at Ling Feiyu, wobbling, as if they were paying her respect.

The arrival of a Sword Saint must be celebrated with the worship of all swords.

Above their heads, among the fluffy clouds, an old mans voice was heard. “Why is the Keeper of Heaven-Burier Sword here in the crypt of the Taotian Swords line of keepers?”

Ling Feiyu took out the Taotian Sword and held it in her hand. She replied, “Im not here to disturb the forefathers. In fact, there is a scum in the line of the Taotian Sword Keepers, who has been colluding with the Immortal Vampires to save Lord Pluto.” The termscum made Zhang Ruochen feel uneasy.

Bam!

From afar, an energy strike blasted out of the sky and transformed into sixteen man-like ghostly figures.

In that split-second, Zhang Ruochen felt sixteen sources of energy pulling down on his body, plunging him into the ground.