When that point of sword light erged, the entire world seed to lose its color in an instant. All the brilliance was forcibly taken away.
The Nine Swords Heaven-locking Array, initially being crushed under the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint, was like a monuntal grinding stone of the heavens and the earth, with an imposing presence enough to seal everything in the world within it.
Yet, under that point of sword light, it began to tremble!
"What's going on?"
Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint was suddenly shocked.
He hadn't even recovered from his surprise.
Just then, under a sweep of sword light, the nine flying swords trembled abruptly. With a 'crack' sound, cracks began to appear on the surface of the flying swords.
And then!
"Crackle!"
A series of explosive sounds like popping beans.
The cracks spread with lightning speed, instantly covering the entirety of the nine flying swords. Moreover, in the astonished gaze of Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint, without any warning or delay, they shattered explosively!
Boom!
The shattered Nine Swords Heaven-locking Array could no longer confine the soaring Sword Qi.
"Whoosh!"
In this mont.
The vast Sword Qi swept across the sky like a typhoon passing through, instantly engulfing the eighteenth floor.
Rumble!
Even under this sweeping Sword Qi, the body of Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint trembled violently, unable to stop retreating several steps backward.
"You actually broke through my Nine Swords Heaven-locking Array?"
Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint's eyes were filled with astonishnt.
He looked forward.
And saw, amidst the light, a figure gradually becoming clearer. In the fierce wind, Ye Qingchen stood in the void, his long hair flying, his robes flapping loudly, and a majestic figure lood behind him.
It was clearly the shadow of the Sword Force!
However, this Sword Force shadow was less rigid than before and possessed a bit more liveliness!
"Sword Spirit?"
"No wonder you broke through my Nine Swords Heaven-locking Array, turns out you comprehended the Sword Spirit!"
This ti, the faint smile on Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint's face vanished, replaced by utmost seriousness.
It should be known.
Sword Spirit is the next realm of Sword Force!
Once mastered, it ans the manipulation of Sword Force is no longer as rigid as before but has gained a touch of spirituality!
"However, even if you've comprehended the Sword Spirit, so what?" Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint suddenly looked up, his eyes shooting lightning, his entire being exuding a vast aura as he slowly extended his right hand.
Buzz!
At this mont, the void shook violently, the fierce wind swept around him, crazily converging, forming a gigantic sword, hundreds of ters long, crossing the void!
As soon as this sword condensed, the Sword Qi soared into the sky, as if the entire world was under his control.
"Be defeated!"
Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint's eyes suddenly widened in anger.
Then, he suddenly lifted his hand and waved.
Rumble!
The void erupted in a storm again, the gigantic sword rampaging, creating rolling ripples. Wherever it passed, the gigantic sword seed to pierce through the void, a green sword shadow streaking across the sky, suddenly appearing in front of Ye Qingchen!
Even where the gigantic sword passed, it left behind a trace in the void that could not be healed.
The power was enough to startle any Celestial Saint.
"It should be over!"
Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint looked at Ye Qingchen, but internally shook his head.
'Young man, to reach the eighteenth floor and defeat Qian Qiuxue, to suppress Barbarian Mountain, your potential and aptitude exceed my expectations far beyond!'
'Moreover, not only is your talent in Sword Dao extraordinary, but your physical strength is not inferior to the Barbarian Race!'
'Even the most stunning genius I've ever seen is not one bit of a match for you!'
'But alas! Alas, today you are fated to lose without a doubt!'
Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint shook his head internally.
Ten ters, five ters, three ters...
Very soon.
The gigantic sword was already before Ye Qingchen, ready to pierce through him, to strike out of the Glazed Tower in just an instant.
At this mont, a cold voice suddenly sounded:
"True Martial Sword!"
Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint suddenly trembled, looked up.
Only to see Ye Qingchen slowly reach into the void, a longsword completely condensed from True Qi quietly ford in his hand. In the next mont, it suddenly swept out!
Swish!
The chilling sword light flashed and vanished.
Ti seed to co to a standstill at this mont!
In Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint's stunned gaze, the gigantic sword that could pierce through the void was, at this mont, suddenly split in two.
Zing!
And that sword light, still retaining its montum, seed to traverse the void, suddenly stopping right in front of Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint's eyes.
"I've won!"
The cold voice rose again.
Boom!
The three simple words landed like a thunderclap, echoing directly in Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint's ears. His eyes widened in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe it.
But a mont later, he smiled wryly and nodded:
"I never expected that I would be defeated by you!"
"The talent, potential you have shown, not only surpass but also exceed my eldest disciple, Qian Qiuxue!"
"As promised, I will bestow upon you all my Sword Dao inheritance, along with that mysterious swordsmanship!"
Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint looked at Ye Qingchen, eyes filled with boundless anticipation. Ye Qingchen was rely seventeen, and with his aptitude, his future achievents would definitely surpass his own!
Even.
He might reach a realm unattainable to himself.
"However, I have a personal request!" Thinking of this, Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint spoke deeply, "My eldest disciple Qian Qiuxue went missing after venturing into the Western Regions! I hope that one day, you can go there and find her..."
Qian Qiuxue?
The guardian of the sixteenth floor?
Ye Qingchen had heard Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint ntion her before, without any hesitation, he responded, "Sure! Once I've dealt with so matters, I will naturally make a trip to the Western Regions!"
Upon hearing Ye Qingchen's agreent, Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint imdiately showed a pleased smile:
"This Glazed Tower has long been sustained by my remnant soul, in search of a fated one. Now that you've shattered the eighteenth floor, there is no need for it to continue existing!"
"My inheritance, including that swordsmanship, is sealed in the sword outside!"
"You have my permission, all this will belong to you!"
"Go now!"
"Go now!"
With Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint's words, the entire Glazed Tower trembled, as if the whole world was shaking, seemingly unable to continue supporting itself. At this mont, Ye Qingchen felt a massive force of repulsion surging from within this world.
Before he could react, he was enveloped by this imnse force.
The heavens swirled, the sun and moon shifted.
When he opened his eyes again, Ye Qingchen found himself already removed from the vast Glazed Tower, appearing back in the initial stone chamber.
Stone chamber.
Desolate.
A decayed corpse, a rusty sword.
Ye Qingchen bowed deeply to the remnant corpse before stepping forward to grasp the rusty sword.
"Buzz!"
Almost at the instant his fingertip touched it, the rusty sword trembled fiercely, and a vast amount of information rushed in like a tidal wave.
In this mont.
The entire lifeti of knowledge of the Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint ca rushing forth.
But what shocked Ye Qingchen the most was the swordsmanship that Hundred Leaves Celestial Saint was reluctant to leave behind. Upon discovering the essence of this swordsmanship, even Ye Qingchen couldn't help but be utterly shaken:
"How is this possible, such strange and terrifying swordsmanship exists?"
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