Chapter 572: The Sword Emperor’s Inheritance, Chu Kuangren’s Arrival
The Sword Daoist and the Sword Tribe members managed to traverse across the black fog and arrived at a unique location.
It was an enchanted realm that someone had built.
A palace stood in the area with mountains and lakes as its background.
There were sword marks scattered across the palace compound, each of them containing a mixture of sharp Sword-based Daoist Rhymes and the presence of an Emperor’s Aura.
These were the sword marks left behind by the Sword Emperor!
The Sword Daoist and the other cultivators shared the same thought the moment they got here.
They were also staring passionately at these sword marks.
These sword marks contained the Dao left by the Sword Emperor. Hence, it would benefit them tremendously to study and gain insights into it.
Amongst the group, the Sword Daoist was the most advanced in Sword Dao, and he noticed something strange about the sword marks. “These sword marks are almost chaotic and without a pattern. It was almost as if someone had swung his sword erratically. To be more precise, someone has been venting his anger.”
Sword Daoist observed. He could sense the presence of hatred, anger, and reluctance seething through the sword marks.
“Let’s put this aside first and enter the palace.”
The Sword Daoist said before leading the cultivators into the palace.
The skeleton of a body sat cross-kneed in the palace while emitting a powerful Emperor’s Aura.
It was the skeletal remains of Sword Emperor Qingxuan!
Evidently, Sword Emperor Qingxuan had passed during his meditation.
Around the skeleton lay the remnants of sword marks, each seething with a powerful sense of reluctance.
One of the pillars in the palace was carved with two lines of words.
“For eons, I’ve contemplated, and my life is reaching the end. Yet, I’ve failed to live a second life. Oh, how I hate it all!”
“Forgive me for not being able to meet you, Qingli…”
The cultivators finally grasped the context after reading those words.
The sword marks were indeed left by Sword Emperor Qingxuan. They were the expression of his frustration for not being able to live a second life.
“Rumor has it that even the Emperors were technically mortal. Once they reach their limits, they would pass away if they can’t traverse into the second life.”
Swordsman Yin lamented.
He was also feeling a sense of despair, as if affected by the sword marks of anger and reluctance around him.
Even the Emperors would perish.
Could no one share the same lifespan as the heavens?
Perhaps the famed immortals could achieve such a feat?
Swordsman Yin was puzzled, and the rest did not have an answer either.
They soon distanced themselves from the Sword Emperor’s emotions and focused their attention on his corpse.
Despite having all of its flesh rotten away, it was still the corpse of an Emperor. Its value was immeasurable.
“Where are the Sword Emblems?”
The Sword Daoist was more interested in the Four Mystical Sword Emblems.
As such, he activated the Exquisite Nine Orifices Sword Heart and soon sensed their presence. “It looks like it’s right here.”
The Sword Daoist lifted his hand, channeling his spiritual power.
A pair of red and blue orbs with the size of a fist emerged from Sword Emperor Qingxuan’s corpse. They were beaming with a surge of powerful Sword-based Daoist Rhymes.
One of them was calm like the steady stream of a river, whereas the other was burning with aggression.
They were the Fire and Water Sword Emblems of the Four Mystical Sword Emblems.
“I’ve finally found it.”
The Sword Daoist grabbed onto the sword emblems as he glimmered with joy.
“Chu Kuangren, once I refine these sword emblems, I shall no longer be afraid of you!”
The Sword Daoist said with excitement.
Then, an orb emerged from the Sword Emperor’s corpse.
“Could it be… the Sword Emperor’s inheritance?!”
The Sword Daoist was overjoyed now. “I didn’t think there’d be more besides the Four Mystical Sword Elements!”
With that, he reached out to the orb.
There were countless Daoist Rhymes circling the orb. Each strain contained enough power for a Boundary Emperor to benefit enormously from it.
“First, the Four Mystical Sword Emblems and now the Sword Emperor’s inheritance! Haha, heaven is on my side!”
“Such Opportunity of Fortune would be extremely rare even within the Forbidden Barren Wasteland. Chu Kuangren, let’s see how you can put up with this!”
The Sword Daoist was so elated that he quickly absorbed the light orb into his body.
His Exquisite Nine Orifices Sword Heart had a natural affinity to any elements that were closely tied to the Sword Dao. To any other person, the Sword Emperor’s inheritance would require a huge amount of time to absorb.
However, the Sword Daoist did not have such weakness!
As the Sword Emperor’s insights flooded into his mind, the Sword Daoist’s understanding of the Sword Dao was elevated to a whole new level.
Seeing the scene unfold made Swordsman Mei feel more anxious.
Never did she expect that the Sword Daoist would come across such a rare Opportunity of Fortune — the Four Mystical Sword Emblems and the Sword Emperor’s inheritance…
These were enough to lift the Sword Daoist capability to a terrifying level.
She was worried that the Sword Daoist would become a threat to Chu Kuangren.
“Should I just assassinate him now while he’s busy refining the Sword Emperor’s inheritance?!”
Swordsman Mei suddenly glared brutally at Sword Daoist.
However, she soon recollected her thoughts.
There was no way she could pull this off with Sword Daoist being flanked by two other Shadow Swordsmen. She could not even defeat Swordsman Yin in a battle.
“Eh?” Sword Daoist abruptly stuttered after sensing that something was off.
“How could it be? How could he be here? This is not possible.”
Sword Daoist was soon overcome by a sense of panic.
He had sensed the presence of another Exquisite Nine Orifices Sword Heart in the vicinity.
Who else, aside from Chu Kuangren, possessed the Exquisite Nine Orifices Sword Heart?
However, it did not make sense to him. The Sword Daoist thought that Chu Kuangren had been misled to somewhere else, and Jian Changfeng was already dead. How was it possible for Chu Kuangren to find his way there?
The Sword Daoist was confused, but he was still refining the Sword Emperor’s inheritance. “Mei’er, Chu Kuangren’s here. Join the others and stop him from getting in here!”
The cultivators were shocked to hear his words.
Before they could ask further questions, they felt the encroachment of a petrifying Sword-based Daoist Rhyme arriving from the distance.
“What a powerful Daoist Rhyme! It truly is Chu Kuangren!”
“We must prevent him from interfering with Master Daoist at all cost!”
The cultivators were terrified, except for Swordsman Mei, who was secretly rejoicing at his arrival.
Master was finally here!
A dark shadow walked out from the void and revealed himself to be a frail, aged person. Despite his physical appearance, the person radiated an aura that was far more imposing than that of Swordsman Yin.
His aura instilled a morbid sense of fear into the hearts of anyone who was close enough.
He was Swordsman Gu, one of the three Shadow Swordsmen who were sent to protect the Sword Daoist.
Swordsman Gu was one of the finest swordsmen in the Sword Tribe. His swordsmanship was even said to rival that of the Sword Tribe Leader.
His presence in the Sword Daoist’s mission was indicative of just how much the Sword Tribe cared about the Sword Daoist.
Under Swordsman Gu’s lead, the cultivators exited the palace and prepared to face Chu Kuangren.
They could see the white-clothed youngster gradually exiting the fog and approaching them with a weird figurine following closely behind.
The figurine was none other than Jian Changfeng, the garage kit figure.
The surrounding fog attempted to pierce through Chu Kuangren with its lethal sword qi. However, the sword qi disintegrated the moment it reached three meters from Chu Kuangren.
The cultivators could clearly observe that there was an even stronger sword qi circling Chu Kuangren.
It was that sword qi that effortlessly destroyed the black fog’s attack.
“Heh, I’m so flattered that the Sword Tribe has arranged such a grand welcoming party for my arrival.”
Chu Kuangren chuckled at all of the Sword Tribe cultivators who were anxiously waiting for him.