While Long Chen was speeding back to Lingxiao Academy, news of the Jiuzhou Conference had already spread like lightning.
The news spread so quickly, and a large part of the credit came from Huayun Trading Company, which Long Chen asked at their request to spread the news.
Xuan Ming was startled at the time. You have to understand, Huayun Trading Company is spread throughout the entire Immortal Realm, and such widespread promotion would attract the attention of countless powerful figures. Some monster-level experts might even specifically target Long Chen.
Because in the cultivation world, the greater the fame, the more challengers there are, because the fastest way to become famous is to defeat a renowned powerhouse.
Huayun Trading Company's influence is too great, and its coverage is too widespread. The incident of Long Chen killing a disciple of Empuda would inevitably cause a huge sensation. At that time, those who challenge Long Chen would be as insignificant as the sands of the Ganges, which would not be a good thing.
Xuan Ming asked Long Chen to think it over carefully, but Long Chen said the bigger the impact, the better. This was what he wanted. Seeing Long Chen so persistent, Xuan Ming had no choice but to comply.
Huayun Trading Company already had its own intelligence network. If they spread the news, the speed would be unimaginable. For a moment, the entire Immortal Realm was in an uproar.
Empuda was a prominent figure throughout the entire Immortal Realm. Someone had killed his most beloved disciple right in front of him. This was truly a major event, and Long Chen's name was rapidly spreading to every corner of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
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"Hahaha... I knew it, news of you is coming soon. You've even taken out Empuda's disciples. If you've got guts, hahaha..."
A long-haired man, carrying a longbow on his back and stepping on a flying sword, galloped through the void. He was handsome, with a slightly full chin and a hint of baby fat, holding a Shadow Jade. When he saw the figure inside the jade, he laughed heartily toward the sky.
This person was none other than Mo Nian. If Long Chen saw Mo Nian, he would surely be shocked, because at this moment, Mo Nian's aura was as deep as the sea, his eyes flashing like lightning, and he had already entered the mid-stage of the Four Extremes Realm.
Mo Nian carried an ancient, simple longbow on his back. The aura of the bow was astonishing, and as it galloped by, the fierce wind blew through the string, faintly revealing the roar of ancient beasts, sending chills down everyone's spine.
"That scheming bastard, if you've got guts, stop right there! Let's see if Grandpa won't cut off your balls!"
Mo Nian sped ahead, and not far behind him, countless powerful figures chased after him, gritting their teeth and cursing at Mo Nian:
"You little brat, sneaky and round-hearted bastard! How did our Huo family of Guanglong offend you? How dare you dig up our Huo family's graves? If we catch you, we'll tear your muscles and soul into tears, and grind your bones to dust!"
"Stop right there! You can't escape. If you offend our Huo family, you won't be able to escape Yao Huazhou."
Facing the shouts and scoldings of hundreds of Divine Lord Realm experts behind him, Mo Nian ignored them. Even though more than a dozen of them were late Divine Lords, he paid them no mind.
"Kid, you're impressive! Even someone at the Divine Fire Realm has such terrifying combat power. If he advances to the fourth level, what would happen?"
His combat power was as fierce as ever, but his clothes were just a worn-out lackluster, so he didn't seem to be doing well. However, after this battle made him famous, his value would definitely multiply.
No, I have to show some strength. On the Tianwu Continent, this kid has always been a bit above me. In the Immortal Realm, I have to let him stick with me.
Heaven finally gave me a chance to turn things around, and I had to seize it—I didn't let him catch up. "Watching Long Chen on the jade record of Ku Wuya and Gui Yun fighting two at once, Mo Nian muttered to himself for a while, then suddenly turned to the person chasing him and said,
"Hey, stop chasing. Even if I catch you, you can't beat me. Why don't you tell me if you have any arch-enemies? Do those enemies have better graves at home? How about I help you get revenge?"
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Majestic mountains, the Lingtian Sword intent filled the entire world. At the summit stood a long sword, piercing the sky, surrounded by billions of stars, radiating supreme divine might.
But when his gaze fell on the mountain, he could no longer see the giant sword, only a crumbling world.
Looking up from below, it was as if a volcano erupted, shattering the laws of space and time and forming a torrent that pierced straight into the sky.
Looking down from above, it was as if billions of stars had converged into a sword of the galaxy, piercing the earth. The endless will of the sword Dao shattered the world's laws. Within this region, no paths could invade, no laws would touch it—all that remained was the boundless sword intent.
"Sword Burial Peak"
is said to be the place where the Sword Ancestor buried his sword. This ancestor of swordsmanship was a Divine Ancestor-level powerhouse from the ancient era, a name that is extremely frightening.
Because the concepts of Taigu and Huanggu are rather vague in history and cannot be measured by years. According to books, Taigu refers to the first year when the cultivation world was born, so Taigu is also called Taichu.
In other words, in the primordial era, cultivation truly originated and the pinnacle of cultivation civilization.
The Primordial Era was the beginning of the cultivation era. It is said that the cultivation methods and combat techniques of that time were all the most primitive, all just prototypes, and the dates cannot be traced because it was so long ago that everything became blurred.
Before the Primordial Era was the Wild Ancient Era, said to be a chaotic era, when humans were at the very bottom of the food chain, with no written records, only some murals that have survived at that time.
In the ancient era, various wild beasts and other creatures were the true rulers of that era. Humans were at the bottom of the food chain, struggling to survive in the cracks.
The legendary ancient races like Jiuli, Tiantong, and Purple Blood can only be traced back to the primordial era. Going further back, because the era is so ancient and there are no written records, it cannot be traced.
The legend of Sword Burial Peak comes from the Sword Ancestor of the Ancient Desolate Era, which is almost unbelievable, yet no one dares to question it, because Sword Burial Peak has always been a sacred place within the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and no one dares to offend it.
Even though the Immortal Realm has endured countless conflicts and wars over billions of years, no one dares to challenge Burial Sword Peak. Burial Sword Peak is a pilgrimage site for sword cultivators across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, a place for cultivation. Anyone who dares to desecrate Burial Sword Peak is making enemies of all sword cultivators across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
It is said that in the ancient era where the Sword Ancestor resided, after obtaining swordsmanship, because there were no maps or writings, no one could comprehend his swordsmanship for tens of thousands of years. The Sword Ancestor made a great vow, burying himself and the sword together, merging his soul with the sword path, isolated between heaven and earth, for sword cultivators to comprehend. As long as sword cultivation continued, the Sword Ancestor's will would not perish, allowing him to live forever between heaven and earth.
Every year, countless sword cultivators come to pay homage to Burial Sword Peak, but most people, limited by their talent, can only worship at the foot of the mountain.
If you can reach the mountainside, you can become a disciple of Burial Sword Peak, where sword cultivators will guide you in the way of the sword.
At the summit of the mountain peak were nine steps, the ultimate training ground of Sword Burial Peak. On the third step, a man carrying a longsword stood on his back. Looking at the Shadow Jade in his hand, his steady palm trembled.
"Boss, Zifeng will be coming to find you soon."
Yue Zifeng looked at the figure inside the Portrait Jade, and unconsciously, mist appeared in his eyes. A year had passed, and he had finally received news from the boss.
"Whoosh."
Yue Zifeng took a deep breath and stepped toward the fourth step. The moment he stepped onto the steps, countless fierce sword energies slashed down at him, instantly engulfing him in boundless sword energy.