Chapter 929: Mutation, the Holy Son of the Wudao Sword Sect

Everyone walked forward slowly, and soon they came to the land isolated by the seal. They saw nothing on the barren land at first glance, but when they came here, there was an invisible barrier blocking Cao Xiaochun's way.

After a simple test, he found that although the sword energy here was sharp, the barrier itself was not too strong. According to his current strength, one punch would be enough to shatter it.

"Wait!"

Just when Cao Xiaochun was about to take action, Jiang Yan hurriedly stopped him.

"Although this barrier is not strong, it can well isolate those monsters outside. If we break it, then these monsters will surround us, which will be a trouble."

"I have a way."

Jiang Yan exhaled heavily and said quickly,

Seeing this, Cao Xiaochun didn't say anything, and slowly stepped aside. Jiang Yan slowly approached, came to the barrier, stretched out her hand and made a sword gesture. Under two obscure spells, a silver sword light appeared between Jiang Yan's eyebrows.

As the sword light spread outward, Jiang Yan slowly opened her eyes and stepped forward gently. She saw that the barrier that blocked them before seemed to disappear, and it could not stop Jiang Yan's steps at all.

"Ancestor bless you!"

Jiang Yan said excitedly as she looked at everything around her. When her head mark recognized the barrier here, Jiang Yan finally put down the huge stone in her heart.

After all the hardships, she finally found it. It's a pity that her disciples went back to Jiuzhou first, otherwise, they would definitely be able to see the ancestors.

Jiang Yan quickly stepped forward and opened the barrier for Cao Xiaochun and the others. After walking through this area, everyone moved and turned into light and shadow and shot towards the scene Cao Xiaochun had seen before.

Half an hour later, their figures appeared not far from the stone sword. Although they were still quite a distance away from the stone sword, the sword energy inside was about to reach the point of condensation. If it weren't for the mark on Jiang Yan's forehead that had been protecting everyone, these terrifying sword energies would definitely attack them.

Along the way, there were countless long swords inserted around. The quality of these equipments varied, but the lowest quality long swords had reached the platinum level. Looking at the densely packed sword tombs, Cao Xiaochun couldn't help but sigh.

If these equipments could be taken out, they would be enough to arm a legion, right?

I didn't expect that the foundation of the Wudao Sword Sect was much richer than I expected.

When they came to the stone sword, Cao Xiaochun found that this stone sword was even more magnificent than he had imagined.

It was like a man-made mountain, suspended in the square where he was. Where the sword tip pointed, there was a bronze coffin 100 meters long. The stone coffin was wrapped with chains condensed by sword energy, locking it tightly.

And in this square, the corpses sitting cross-legged on the ground, each of them had a long sword inserted in front of them. The quality of the long swords was extremely high. The lowest ones were all divine weapons, and half of the long swords reached the quality of the divine emperor.

Although it seems sparse, a closer look reveals that these long swords and the sword tomb outside seem to have gathered into a formation, and the energy of the formation is all gathered on the bronze coffin.

Cao Xiaochun slowly approached the bronze coffin. In his perception, there was a thousand nothingness inside, swallowing up all the breath that approached, and even the soul felt touched, which was extremely weird.

"The one suppressed in here should be the soul god, right?"

Cao Xiaochun stared at the bronze coffin, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

At the same time, there was a movement in Cao Xiaochun's Nine Demon Tower, and soon, Hera's information shocked him a little.

From the time they approached the stone sword, sword energy flowed into the Nine Demon Tower and attacked them. Although these sword energies did not hurt the body, they directly cut the soul, so this made them extremely uncomfortable.

After all, in the Nine Demon Tower, they did not dare to let go.

In response, Cao Xiaochun nodded and threw the Nine Demon Tower into the Soul-Dangling Mountain, completely isolating the sword energy.

"It seems that the arrangements here are all aimed at the gods and this sarcophagus."

"Hehe, thank you all for leading the way, Wudao Sword Sect, I am grateful."

Just when Cao Xiaochun was about to explore whether there were any residual souls left by the Wudao Sword Sect masters in the surrounding area, a powerful god emerged in the void.

As a young man in a black robe walked out, the surrounding sword energy seemed to be guided by a sign and continued to gather on the young man. In response, the young man did not dodge or avoid, but directly led the sword energy into his body, as if swallowing a huge tonic.

"Long time no see, junior sister."

Just when the endless sword energy in the area formed a storm as if worshiping his emperor, the young man glanced at Cao Xiaochun and his group, and a slightly harsh greeting sounded throughout the world.

Cao Xiaochun and others looked in the direction of the voice, only to see the young man with his arms folded across his chest, his eyes full of teasing. When his voice fell, two zombie-like figures flashed out strangely, standing on both sides of him, and the breath exuded by the corpses made Jiu Tian Xuan Nu feel a little threatened.

"Yan Tianming?"

When Jiang Yan saw the young man, she was stunned at first, and then she was unable to stop.

Yan Tianming, the son of the Wudao Sword Sect in ancient times, was a person from the same era.

Jiang Yan thought he had fallen long ago, but she didn't expect that he would suddenly appear here, and his strength reached the level of half-step creation, and there were two puppets of the same level around him?

"It seems that Junior Sister has not forgotten me. It is definitely a fate that we can meet here."

Yan Tianming smiled and greeted Jiang Yan as if he were meeting an old friend.

Cao Xiaochun, who was standing by, did not relax at this moment because the two of them knew each other. Instead, his eyes became extremely solemn, because he found that the aura on Yan Tianming was extremely pure, and even the sword energy here recognized his existence.

But he could feel a trace of the aura of a god. Although the aura was very obscure, that feeling made Cao Xiaochun very uncomfortable, just like what he had just explored.

More importantly, this person's appearance was too coincidental. They had just arrived here, and Yan Tianming showed up, as if he was waiting for Jiang Yan.

Thinking of this, Cao Xiaochun couldn't help but think of the barrier outside the sword tomb before, and those sword intentions that specifically targeted the soul. Perhaps, only with Jiang Yan present, they could come here safely, and Yan Tianming was waiting for this opportunity.

Although the two puppets beside him were surrounded by endless sword intentions, under Cao Xiaochun's master's eyes, it was easy to see that the two puppets were gods in their lifetime, and they were the kind that specialized in cultivating the physical body.

Just as Jiang Yan was about to step forward to greet him, Cao Xiaochun stopped her, looked at Yan Tianming who looked somewhat silent, and slowly spoke.

"I once practiced swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship sometimes emphasizes purity. How come I didn't know when the Holy Son of the Unruly Sword Sect learned how to make puppets, and even the advanced technique of reshaping the soul?"