The speed of the immortal boat was fast, yet Yun Ze still felt it was slow!
After Ji Kun had finished his conversation with Chen Xiao, he became like a persistent fly, latching onto Yun Ze and chatting endlessly!
First, he recounted his experiences in the Tangshan Dynasty, clearing his name, and then he began to talk about everything from worldly affairs to the Guiwu Sword Sect. His mouth never stopped for a moment!
Several times, Yun Ze had the urge to draw Lan Feng from his cloth bag and end him with a single sword strike, but he held back.
That’s right.
While chatting, Yun Ze also inquired about Elder Ji Kun’s cloth bag, only to learn that the bag had a name: the Qiankun Bag.
Immortals were indeed immortals; even their names were more elegant than those of mortals.
He actually enjoyed reading. It was a shame his studies with the teacher were incomplete; otherwise, he might have even qualified as a Juren!
Never mind, he would deal with these matters after he avenged himself.
As long as he embarked on the path of immortality, he would have hundreds, even thousands, of years ahead. What was there to fear about not finding a renowned master to guide him?
Several hours passed, and the group, traveling by immortal boat, arrived before the gates of the Guiwu Sword Sect!
To call it a gate was an understatement; it was more like a mountain!
A mountain… that could be called a pillar of heaven!
The moment Yun Ze saw this mountain, he was mesmerized.
He had lived in the Tangshan Dynasty since childhood. The dynasty was filled with countless mountains, including strange ones, and certainly no shortage of tall peaks!
However, even if he added up the top ten tallest mountains he had ever seen, they wouldn't even reach half the height of this one!
Coupled with the dense spiritual energy surrounding it, which began to condense into clouds at the foot of the mountain, the peak appeared even more divine!
It made one imagine what it would be like to stand atop this mountain and gaze down upon all beings!
“How high must this be…” Yun Ze couldn’t help but sigh.
“Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang, nine chi, nine cun, nine fen. Precisely the extreme of numbers!”
Chen Xiao, standing beside him, chuckled and said, “Junior Brother Yun, this mountain is where our sect is located. It is called ‘Gu,’ and we refer to it as Gu Peak!”
“Gu?”
What a strange name!
“The origin of this name will be explained later. Let’s enter the sect first,”
Ji Kun said, glancing around. He seemed relieved. “Fortunately, we made it in time. The Grand Elder has not yet returned…”
Boom!
Before Ji Kun could finish speaking, a bell chimed from atop Gu Peak!
Yun Ze’s mind instantly reeled, and he almost lost his footing and fell. Su Ling’er, beside him, was also affected and quickly grabbed onto the immortal boat to avoid falling.
Everyone looked up towards the sky above Gu Peak. A figure slowly floated into the air, stepping out from the summit of Gu Peak, seemingly treading on a flying sword!
“Sword Rise!”
As the two words fell, countless dark shadows emerged from within Gu Peak!
Were those… spirit swords?
So many!
There must have been at least hundreds of thousands of them!
Not only the spirit swords within Gu Peak but also all the spirit swords worn at the waists of everyone on the immortal boat, including Ji Kun, flew towards the sky simultaneously!
As Yun Ze’s heart was filled with shock, he even felt the vibration of Lan Feng within his Qiankun Bag.
It seemed to want to come out too!
However, with the Qiankun Bag in between, Yun Ze could still suppress it.
Hundreds of thousands of spirit swords hovered in the sky, vibrating and emitting sword cries, like an army arrayed in formation, awaiting the general’s command!
For some reason, Yun Ze felt that the general was not the figure in the air but the black sword beneath the figure’s feet!
Yun Ze stared intently, his mind completely captivated by that black sword, as if he were gazing at some peerless beauty, unable to tear his eyes away!
He didn't even realize what he was looking at.
“Myriad Swords Resonate! Welcome, Grand Elder, back to the sect!”
The voice of the person in the air sounded again!
A flicker of panic flashed in Ji Kun’s eyes. He quickly lowered his head. “Hurry! Everyone, lower your heads! Don’t look! Listen carefully to the sound of the myriad swords! It will benefit you!”
Everyone on the immortal boat bowed their heads, except… Yun Ze!
He heard Ji Kun’s words, but his eyes remained fixed on the black sword.
At this moment, Yun Ze had only one thought in his mind.
Just look for a moment!
Just a moment would be enough!
If I miss this opportunity, I might never see it again in the rest of my life!
He heard the black sword emit a faint tremor, and then Yun Ze felt something in his embrace tremble as well.
It seemed to be… immortal jade!
The next instant.
Buzz!
Hundreds of thousands of spirit artifacts in the air vibrated simultaneously, at the same frequency!
Unlike the previous myriad sword cries, this tremor was extremely pure, like pearls falling onto a jade plate, producing a crisp sound.
If the previous sword cries were solos from each sword, this one was more like a chorus.
The sword cries lasted only three breaths.
After three breaths, the world fell silent!
Only the lingering echo of sword cries remained in his ears.
Yun Ze was immersed in the faint tremor of the black sword, lost in a trance, as if it were the sound of the ultimate Dao in heaven and earth!
The spiritual energy in his Qi Sea gradually condensed into a small sword.
He didn’t know what this represented, but he continued to look up at the black sword until…
A familiar figure flew from afar.
Yun Ze glanced at it briefly, thinking nothing of it, and his gaze returned to the black sword.
But the next moment, he immediately reacted and looked at the figure again!
Isn’t that… Ying Qingge! That senior!
Hiss!
Yun Ze couldn’t help but gasp!
Could this be the so-called Grand Elder!
No! Impossible!
She is still so young; she must be a disciple of that Grand Elder!
Yes! It must be so!
“Xiao Yun!”
After the sword cries subsided, Ji Kun also looked up and saw that Yun Ze was still looking up. He quickly called out, “Hurry and lower your head! Don’t be disrespectful!”
“Oh, yes!”
Yun Ze suppressed his curiosity and lowered his head.
“Junior, the current Sect Master of Guiwu Sword Sect, Zu Changdao, greets the Grand Elder!”
As the greeting rang out, Yun Ze found that the sky had returned to silence when he tried to listen further.
He couldn’t help but look at Chen Xiao, who was standing beside him with his head bowed, and nudged him without speaking.
Chen Xiao turned to look at Yun Ze, his eyes full of confusion, as if asking what he was doing.
Yun Ze also gestured with his eyes towards the sky, asking why there was no sound.
He still wanted to hear that person’s voice to confirm whether that senior was the Grand Elder or the Grand Elder’s disciple!
Chen Xiao looked speechless and could only subtly point at the flying sword in the sky.
Oh, right, the Sword Domain!
Being enveloped by the Sword Domain, naturally, no sound could be heard.
But this was also strange. Welcoming the Grand Elder back to the sect was a joyous occasion. What words were they, the disciples, not allowed to hear? Why use a Sword Domain?
Yun Ze was puzzled but dared not look up again.
He was afraid that if he saw the black sword again, he would get lost in it and be unable to pull himself away. To avoid such a situation, it was better to keep his head down.
About fifteen minutes later, a voice finally sounded in the sky again.
“Salutations concluded, swords return.”
As the voice fell, the hundreds of thousands of spirit swords in the sky returned the way they came. Ji Kun finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked up again. “Alright, alright, you can lift your heads now.”
Yun Ze immediately looked up at the sky and found that no one was there anymore.
He frowned, still harboring doubts.
Was that person the Grand Elder, or the Grand Elder’s disciple?
Logically, the Grand Elder shouldn’t be so young, but logically, with such a grand ceremony, the Grand Elder shouldn’t have sent a disciple forward.
In short, both explanations had their reasons. He would have to find an opportunity to meet the Grand Elder in person.
“Consider yourselves lucky, you brats.”
Ji Kun looked at everyone and smiled. “You all experienced the myriad sword resonance just now. Did you gain anything? Feel free to share.”
Yun Ze snapped back to attention, no longer thinking about those matters, and quickly sent his consciousness into his Qi Sea to check!
After the sword cries, he had noticed that the spiritual energy in his Qi Sea had condensed into a small sword!
He had initially thought it was an illusion, but now, looking at it…
It wasn't an illusion; a mass of spiritual energy had indeed condensed into a sword!
Yun Ze’s mind lightly touched it, and he sensed a surge of sharpness, ready to burst forth!
He hurriedly suppressed it with his mind, only to find that he couldn’t control it at all. It was about to erupt!
“Be careful!”
Yun Ze cried out in alarm, and that surge of sharpness simultaneously struck Chen Xiao, who was closest to him!
He hadn’t intended to shout, but given his current persona, such an ‘accident’ naturally called for a warning!
As Yun Ze cried out, the sharp energy was only a hair’s breadth away from Chen Xiao!
By the time Chen Xiao came to his senses and prepared to dodge, the sharp energy had already struck his back, right at his heart and lungs!