Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 175 The Sword Pavilion Ancestor, Demonic Thoughts Emerge

Click!
A crisp cracking sound drifted through the void.

It was so clear and distinct that it reached the ears of everyone present.

A pitch-black crack appeared on the remains of the sword domain, spreading outwards like a spider web.

In less than three breaths, it shattered into three pieces with a loud crash.

The Sword Domain's remains are shattered!
In an instant, a storm of emotions surged in everyone's hearts.

His fear of Fang Heng and Pei Qingxuan reached its peak, and he couldn't help but take a half step back.

The combined attack of these two was so terrifying that it even shattered the remnants of the sword domain.

Li Qingya's eyes were bloodshot with rage, gleaming with a murderous light. If looks could kill, he would have torn Fang Heng and Pei Qingxuan to pieces long ago.

He never imagined that the opportunity he had finally obtained would be ruined by these two.

boom--

The sword domain fragments, shattered into three pieces, disintegrated and exploded in different directions.

Li Qingya was closest, and with a single movement, he snatched one of the fragments.

As for the remaining two fragments, they flew away in the east and west directions respectively.

Even if Li Qingya wanted to chase after him, he was powerless to do so.

They could only watch helplessly as the remnants of the Sword Domain were reduced to one-third of their original size.

Although Li Qingya was unwilling, he remained very rational at this moment.

Carrying a fragment, he fled towards the exit.

There were two more fragments left. It seemed that these sword cultivators wouldn't pursue him relentlessly.

One of the three fragments flew away in the direction that was right in front of Fang Heng.

Fang Heng swept the fragments of the Sword Domain's remains into his pocket with his right hand, then looked at Zhu Xuanyi and the others, and smiled faintly:
"how?"

"Are you all trying to snatch this fragment from my hand?"

Although Fang Heng spoke with a smile, everyone present could hear the threat in his tone, and their expressions changed slightly.

Recalling the combined attack that the two had just used, their power was far beyond what they could withstand.

Even a powerhouse at the tenth realm would likely have no choice but to retreat.

Whoosh!
One of the veteran sword cultivators was the first to flee, chasing after the third fragment.

This action acted like a fuse, igniting the entire situation.

Subsequently, the others also went after the third fragment, unwilling to get entangled with Fang Heng and his companion.

In just three breaths, the sword cultivators had vanished several miles away.

Seeing this, Pei Qingxuan finally felt relieved, let out a long sigh, and slowly said, her tone filled with a faint sense of gratitude.

"Black Impermanence, we owe you a great debt today!"

“Fairy Pei, next time even if you're disguised, don't pretend to be a man.”

"Can't young married women or beautiful women be considered suitable?"

"Didn't you see how these people were looking at us just now? Something was off."

"I'm afraid in their eyes, we all have homosexual tendencies."

Pei Qingxuan rolled her eyes unintentionally, seemingly already used to Hei Wuchang's lecherousness.

Young woman!
Humph--

Is this young married woman better than me?

Fang Heng changed the subject and said in a deep voice, "Fairy Pei, if you want to use this fragment of the Sword Domain Remains to break through your cultivation realm, you should be careful."

"What's wrong?" Pei Qingxuan slightly raised her eyelids, her beautiful eyes revealing curiosity.

"This remnant of the sword domain is unlike anything else..."

As he spoke, Fang Heng told Pei Qingxuan about the origins of the Sword Domain Remains.

After listening, Pei Qingxuan's face showed a look of sudden realization.

"How could it have such a background!"

Compared to the origin of the Sword Domain remnants, she was more curious about how Black Impermanence knew about it.

However, she also knew that everyone has their own secrets, and she was too embarrassed to press further.

"Thank you for reminding!"

"Pei Qingxuan, if you really want to express your gratitude, why not add three more dual cultivation sessions..."

Before Fang Heng could finish speaking, Pei Qingxuan snorted coldly and transformed into a streak of light, fleeing towards the exit of the Heavenly Sword Palace.

Watching Pei Qingxuan's departing figure, Fang Heng sighed.

"How heartless!"

"Scumbag!"

……

On the other side, several sword cultivators fought over the last fragment, which led to an earth-shattering battle.

The group formed alliances and engaged in fierce intrigue, sometimes forming alliances and sometimes betraying each other, creating a complex and dazzling scene.

Finally, after a major battle.

The remnants of the sword domain suddenly flashed and disappeared into the void, utterly extinguished.

The people who were engaged in the battle were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

The disappearance of the Sword Domain's remains left everyone without a target to fight over, so they all stopped and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Have you all noticed who is secretly tampering with things?" Zhu Xuanyi asked coldly, his tone unfriendly, as if he was suppressing something.

Like a volcano about to erupt, which he forcefully suppressed.

"The disappearance of the fragments of the Sword Domain seems... not to be man-made!"

"Indeed, I did not notice that someone was secretly tampering with things."

"With our strength, no one in the Heavenly Sword Palace can take the fragment away silently."

"Exactly!"

The group exchanged glances, their expressions grave.

Their conversation almost confirms one thing.

The fragments of the Sword Domain's remains were not taken away secretly.

But...

Divine things are naturally obscured.

In other words, it is a fragment of the Sword Domain's ruins that has hidden itself away, waiting for a destined person to join it.

As for who the destined person is?
Of course it's me, who else could it be?

"Hehe, I'll take my leave first, everyone."

Having said that, a veteran sword cultivator set off on his escape route.

The others, their eyes gleaming with curiosity, dispersed, each employing their own methods to search for the whereabouts of the fragments of the Sword Domain's ruins.

In an instant, everyone who had been fighting fiercely stopped and began searching for the fragments, each relying on their own abilities.

Inside the Sword Palace.

"Master, I have retrieved the fragments of the Sword Domain's ruins for you." The star-robed boy said excitedly, looking like he wanted to take credit.

Looking at the third fragment of the Sword Domain, Fang Heng nodded slightly, revealing a satisfied expression.

“Well done!”

The Sword Domain's remains were split into three.

Besides the two pieces in Li Qingya and Pei Qingxuan's hands, the third piece was taken by the Star-Robed Boy.

Ironically, the remnants of the Sword Domain were originally quite hostile to their lineage of the Sword Lord of Calamity.

However, Fang Heng's sword strike shattered the remnants of the sword domain, but it also severely damaged the spirituality of the remnants. Otherwise, the Star-Robed Boy would not have been able to silently take it into the Sword Palace.

"Let's keep this piece of debris in the Sword Palace for now," Fang Heng said.

The boy in the star robe was somewhat curious after hearing Fang Heng's decision.

"Master, aren't you going to use this to comprehend sword intent?"

"To comprehend sword intent, one still needs fragments of the Sword Domain Remnant?" Fang Heng asked rhetorically, then explained, "I plan to use this fragment when I advance to the tenth realm."

As for comprehending the sword intent within the remnants of the sword domain?

Isn't Pei Qingxuan there?

She understood it, which is equivalent to her understanding it herself.

Seeing that Fang Heng had made up his mind, the Star-Robed Boy stopped trying to persuade him and stored the remnants of the Sword Domain deep within the Sword Palace.

at the same time.

Within the Sword Tomb of Rebirth, Zhu Xuanyi and the others' search for fragments of the Sword Domain's remains unfinished. Zhu Xuanyi, clutching a sword-shaped jade pendant, walks through the Sword Tomb.

The sword-shaped jade pendant in his hand was pure white, like snow, and radiated a warm luster.

Within the jade pendant, a mysterious sword intent emanated, rippling outwards subtly.

This sword-shaped jade pendant is Zhu Xuanyi's key to finding the fragments of the Sword Domain.

It can sense sword treasures.

Buzz!
A vibration suddenly came from the sword-shaped jade pendant, followed by a burst of spiritual light.

Upon seeing this scene, two dazzling beams of light burst forth in Zhu Xuanyi's eyes, as if they could tear apart the deep night.

found it!
The jade pendant is reacting!

Zhu Xuanyi was excited, as if he could already see the third fragment falling into his hands.

Following the direction sensed by the sword-shaped jade pendant, Zhu Xuanyi continued forward.

As he watched the increasingly restless sword-shaped jade pendant, his smile grew even wider, as radiant and dazzling as a blooming chrysanthemum.

After the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.

Zhu Xuanyi finally found the source of the disturbance caused by the sword-shaped jade pendant.

A figure!
Upon seeing the figure, Zhu Xuanyi was completely dumbfounded.

Because the other person's appearance was exactly the same as the founding patriarch in the ancestral hall.

"Who are you?"

"How dare you impersonate the founder of my Sword Pavilion?"

Zhu Xuanyi shouted sharply, his expression solemn, his eyes filled with murderous intent, as if he wanted to tear the person in front of him to pieces.

Upon hearing this, the other person smiled and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"So you're a descendant of the mirror image!"

The descendants of the mirror image?
Before Zhu Xuanyi could figure out the meaning of those five words, he was horrified to discover that he could not move his body.

Immediately afterwards, he felt something eroding his mind.

He tried to struggle frantically, but found it was all in vain.

I felt like a puppet on a string, falling into their hands.

Until everything went black, his eyes became dull and lifeless, just like Bai Xuanfeng, the senior disciple of the Seven Killings Pavilion, standing next to him.

The Sword Pavilion Ancestor looked Zhu Xuanyi's body up and down, revealing an expression of great interest, and muttered to himself.

"Ah—no, the descendants of the mirror image are also my descendants."

“As a descendant, it’s time for you to make a contribution to your ancestor.”

As he spoke, the Sword Pavilion Ancestor gently touched Zhu Xuanyi's brow.

Then, a mysterious fluctuation entered Zhu Xuanyi's brow.

Zhu Xuanyi walked towards the northwest like a robot that had received an order.

Seeing Zhu Xuanyi's actions, the Sword Pavilion Ancestor grinned, revealing a strange expression.

……

the other side.

The members of the Seven Killings Pavilion are searching for their senior brother, Bai Xuanfeng.

"Seriously, Senior Brother! Didn't Master tell us before we came in not to act alone?"

"How could he do this!"

The girl's sweet voice was tinged with deep resentment.

A spirited young girl complained about Bai Xuanfeng's unreliability.

The other disciples of the Seven Kill Pavilion also complained in their hearts, but dared not say it out loud.

After all, Bai Xuanfeng was the senior disciple, and they didn't have the guts to speak ill of him behind his back.

This girl with the yin energy is the youngest daughter of Daoist Jueying, who is quite favored, which is why she can speak so recklessly in her heart.

Senior Sister Xue Duanhong glanced at Ye Liuyun, her eyes darkening, and she sighed inwardly.

Others may not know why Bai Xuanfeng would act out of character, abandoning everyone to seek opportunities on his own.

But her senior sister knew perfectly well what was going on.

Bai Xuanfeng was the eldest disciple of Jueying Daoist. He was exceptionally talented and had always been groomed as his successor.

After the passing of the Daoist Jueying, Bai Xuanfeng will be able to take over the mantle of the Daoist Jueying.

only……

Everything changed after Ye Liuyun appeared.

Although Ye Liuyun was only a junior disciple of Jueying Daoist, he was exceptionally talented and possessed the Gengjin Sword Body.

In terms of talent, Ye Liuyun stands out among his peers in the entire Seven Kill Pavilion; no one can compare to him.

The originally certain succession to the mantle has also encountered unexpected changes.

This is why Bai Xuanfeng abandoned everyone else to seek opportunities on his own.

Without the right opportunity, he could only watch helplessly as Ye Liuyun took his place.

"Hey--"

"I just hope that the eldest brother and the youngest brother will not end up becoming enemies."

Xue Duanhong prayed silently in his heart.

Just now.

Rapid, heavy footsteps suddenly rang out not far away.

It resembles a vast army, or a stampede of ten thousand horses.

The commotion was so great that it instantly caused the expressions of everyone in the Seven Kill Pavilion to change drastically.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he discovered the source of the footsteps.

Sword Puppet!

It was the sound of a group of sword puppets' footsteps!

and many more!

How did a sword puppet end up in the sword tomb?

Shouldn't they be in the Sword Puppet Forest?

"Everyone, watch out!"

"These sword puppets are strange!"

Xue Duanhong shouted sharply, his face solemn, reminding everyone.

At Xue Duanhong's prompting, the disciples of the Seven Kill Pavilion immediately noticed the strangeness of these sword puppets.

This was different from what they had encountered in the Sword Puppet Forest.

His eyes were bloodshot, like those of a starving beast, and he exuded an aura of malice that made everyone feel uneasy and had a strange sense of unease.

"Senior Sister Xue, what are these sword puppets...?"

"do not know!"

"The visitor is evil!"

Xue Duanhong made a quick decision, raised an eyebrow, and spoke to the disciples of the Seven Killings Pavilion.

A clang!
The flying sword was drawn from its sheath, its sword energy crisscrossing.

The disciples of the Seven Kill Pavilion are all sword cultivators, skilled in combat.

He summoned his flying sword, and streaks of sword energy crisscrossed the void.

The area spanning several miles was woven into a giant net of powerful energy, which then slashed down towards the sword puppet.

Zheng!
Zheng!
Zheng!
The sword energy slashed down, creating a series of sparks on the surface of the sword puppet.

However, the sword energy of the Seven Kill Pavilion members only manifested on the sword puppet, leaving a faint white mark.

The sword puppet exuded a dense black aura.

Like a demon from the deepest hell, its chilling aura seemed capable of freezing half of the blood in everyone's bodies.

"How can this be?"

Xue Duanhong exclaimed in surprise. The sword puppet before him was far more powerful than the one they had encountered in the Sword Puppet Maze.

Seeing the sword puppets surrounding them from all directions, the members of the Seven Kill Pavilion turned pale and showed expressions of despair.

While the sword puppets were besieging the Seven Kill Pavilion members, the star-robed boy in the Sword Palace suddenly changed his expression.

"Master, something bad has happened!"

"Someone has broken the seal on the Demonic Sword Puppet!"

(End of this chapter)