189 The myriad Sword Saint son wants revenge

The old Xuanwu mountain range.

The Xuanwu mountain range had changed a lot. Ever since ye chen had gone through the heavenly Tribulation here, thousands of miles of the center of the mountain range had been turned into a deep abyss by the heavenly Tribulation, and there were still traces of Dao runes left.

Zi Fengtian, the first Prince of the Zi Wei Empire, stood in the void with his hands behind his back. Nine Golden Dragon shadows circled around him, and his eyes were terrifying.

In front of him, the Saint son of the ten thousand sword sanctum, bu Tianya, stood on a flying sword. Sword Qi surrounded him, and a vast ocean of sword Qi appeared behind him. The surging sword intent soared into the nine Heavens, filled with a world-destroying murderous intent.

Around the two, a terrifying energy fluctuation swept through the wilderness. It was clear that the two were fighting.

In the distance, hundreds of Supreme talents were watching. Most of them were followers of the first Prince and the myriad swords Saint son, and some were cultivators who had been comprehending Dao in the Xuanwu mountain range. They were all watching this shocking battle.

In Imperial College of the Ziwei Empire, the ninth Princess, Zi Menghan, had used her Natal divine weapon to suppress the first Prince. This had piqued the interest of the first Prince and many other outstanding talents in the xuantian sacred land. They had left the Ziwei Empire together and wanted to visit the xuantian sacred land.

However, the first Prince had just come out of seclusion not long ago. He didn’t just want to visit the xuantian sacred land, but he also wanted to visit all the secret places in the East barren and meet the overwhelming prodigies.

The first place that the first Prince and the others went to was the ruins of the Sky High School. The traces left behind by Zi Menghan when she exterminated the bloodline of the heaven suppressing Supreme Tiger were still there, and it shocked them.

The peak of Saint Fall Mountain in the Tai Cang divine city, the place where sword demon Dugu Qiubai slaughtered Saints in the desolate Blood Mountain range, and so on had all left their footprints.

Now that the first Prince and his party had arrived at the Black Tortoise mountain range, they wanted to see the place where the unrivaled warrior who had opened the curtains to the golden era had gone through his tribulation. They also wanted to pay their respects to the old place where evil king Shi Zhixuan had killed everyone.

He didn’t expect to meet the myriad swords Saint son, who was comprehending the remnants of the heavenly Tribulation.

The two overwhelming prodigies began to exchange pointers here, putting on a rare and exciting battle. The victor was not decided, and it was an eye-opener for everyone.

“The first Prince’s Imperial path Dragon Qi is unrivaled in the world, and ordinary path Masters are no match for you. If you and I want to determine a winner, I’m afraid it’ll be difficult to do it even if we spend three days and three nights! Do you still want to continue?”

The myriad swords Saint son’s white clothes fluttered in the wind, and sword Qi surrounded him, making him look like a sword immortal.

Ever since he had sent his guardians to kill li Qingzhou and was killed, the myriad swords Saint son had been confined. His limelight had been completely suppressed by the sword demon Dugu Qiubai, the evil king Shi Zhixuan, and others. After he came out of seclusion, he had resisted the heavenly Tribulation and entered the Almighty realm. He had reappeared in everyone’s sight, and he had been relatively more stable in his actions.

“Fellow Daoist’s nine yang sword body has fused with the great Dao of slaughter. It is truly a blessing to be able to spar with fellow Daoist! Just as fellow Daoist said, it won’t be easy to determine the winner between the two of us. Let’s call it a day. In the future, I’ll visit fellow Daoist in the myriad sword Holy Land!”

The first Prince laughed out loud and was secretly amazed.

The myriad swords Saint son was much stronger than the Zifu Saint son and the heaven Yan saintess he had met in the East barren. It would be difficult for him to take him down. He was probably as strong as many Imperial heirs.

The two of them had met by chance, and there was no need to determine a winner by exchanging pointers to verify their own Dao.

The key was that both of them had a lot of trump cards, and it would not be easy to determine the winner. It was better to stop here, and both of them would gain something.

The two of them had yet to land from the void when they suddenly looked up at the sky at the same time as if they had sensed something.

“Boom boom boom!”

At that moment, they all heard a low rumble coming from the depths of the sky. There was also a terrifying Saint might that was moving away quickly.

The first Prince’s pupils contracted slightly as he sighed, ” “The East continent is indeed full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons! This means that a certain Saint has completely awakened his Saint weapon and forcefully broke through the world barrier to leave this world. I wonder which Saint did it?”

The myriad Sword Saint son squinted his eyes and said coldly, ” “This is the aura of the black Heaven Bell! The sacred weapon of the profound heavenly sacred land has escaped!”

“The profound heavenly sacred land?”

The first Prince was slightly stunned. Not far away, the many geniuses of Imperial College who had come with him also looked at each other.

They had come to pay a visit to the xuantian sacred land, but the xuantian Bell had already escaped before they could even pay their respects.

“The complete awakening of a holy weapon is something only its master can do! The profound heaven Bell has been passed down for close to ten thousand years. Could it be that the patriarch of the profound heaven sacred land is still alive?” One of the first Prince’s followers cried out in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.

To be able to enter Imperial College to cultivate, their talent and knowledge weren’t weak. This person instantly thought of the key to this matter.

The first Prince frowned slightly and muttered, ” “The sage is said to have infinite longevity, and he has a lifespan of 10000 years. However, if he’s alive, why didn’t he return to the xuantian sacred land? why did he summon the black Heaven Bell instead?”

“Perhaps ancestor Xuan Tian is in extreme danger. Otherwise, why would he summon the black Heaven Bell? Hmph, I’m just about to make a trip to the profound heavenly sacred land. I can ask about this while I’m there! First Prince, farewell!” The ten thousand swords Saint son said coldly. He said goodbye to the first Prince, and his eyes were cold.

Back then, li Qingzhou had killed his follower Lin Yuqing in front of the myriad swords Saint son, so the myriad swords Saint son had wanted to kill li Qingzhou.

Ten thousand Sword Saint son had sent his Guardian to kill li Qingzhou, but he was killed by one of ye Chen’s puppet incarnations, and was even locked up.

After that, the myriad swords Saint son had broken out of seclusion. Before he could find li Qingzhou to take revenge, the news that the sword devil Dugu Qiubai had sacrificed himself to kill the blood demon church’s Hierarch spread.

Li Qingzhou was the inheritor of Dugu Qiubai, the sword devil. If the myriad swords Saint son went to take revenge on li Qingzhou at that time, his reputation would be completely ruined, so he didn’t act rashly.

Later on, the demonic forces attacked the East barren through dozens of demonic abyss cracks. Demon saint cangman, who attacked the xuantian Holy Land, was killed with one sword strike. The myriad swords Saint son couldn’t figure out the strength of the xuantian Holy Land and kept his hatred to himself.

Now that the dark sky Bell had left, the xuantian Holy Land had lost a great part of its Foundation. It was the time when the xuantian Holy Land’s strength was at its weakest. The myriad Sword Saint son couldn’t help but want to check out the situation.

The first Prince was well-informed and had investigated li Qingzhou. He knew about The Grudge between the myriad Sword Saint son and Li Qingzhou, so he laughed and said, ” “Fellow Daoist, please wait! I’m leaving the Ziwei Empire to pay my respects to the xuantian sacred land! There’s no time like the present, I’ll go with fellow Daoist!”

The myriad swords Saint son turned around and looked at the first Prince coldly. “In the East continent, everyone knows that I have a grudge against li Qingzhou! I know that the ninth Princess, Zi Menghan, is li Qingzhou’s Senior Sister, and the eldest Prince is Zi Menghan’s elder brother. Are you trying to stop me?”