The greatest saint of all time!

Chapter 181 Sword Tomb

"Let's go too!"

Lu Xuan made a decisive decision.

The power of this sword formation is too terrifying; it is simply beyond human resistance.

Even if an ordinary Dharma form were to arrive, it would have to temporarily retreat from the limelight!

"Which way?"

Looking at the torrent of weapons surging in from all directions, Xiao Huohuo felt a sense of despair.

"Follow me!"

A gray light flickered in Lu Xuan's eyes.

Chaos Divine Eye, shatter illusions!

In his view, this seemingly impenetrable sword formation actually had countless tiny nodes and gaps.

That is the trajectory of spiritual energy flow, and also the source of life!

"Thirty feet to the left front! Jump!"

Lu Xuan shouted and grabbed Su Qinghuan, rushing out.

Xiao Huohuo and the others did not dare to be negligent and followed closely behind.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Countless sharp swords flew past their bodies, bringing with them gusts of biting cold wind.

But just as Lu Xuan had predicted.

As long as they hit those specific points, the flying swords were as if they were blind, unable to harm them in the slightest.

that's it.

Despite the perilous situation, no one was injured.

I don't know how long I ran.

The torrent of weapons ahead finally thinned out a bit.

A massive canyon appeared before them.

The canyon is flanked by sheer cliffs thousands of feet high, covered with all sorts of divine weapons.

"Go in!"

Without hesitation, Lu Xuan led everyone into the canyon.

As they entered the canyon, the torrent of weapons behind them seemed to lose its target. After circling around the canyon entrance for a while, it slowly dissipated and returned to its respective mountain peaks.

"Phew—I survived."

Everyone collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

His face also showed barely concealed relief.

What happened just now was truly terrifying.

That thing was even more terrifying than the previous lava troll.

This is the true might of Heaven!

"Where is this place?"

After resting for a while, Xiao Huohuo stood up and began to look around at his surroundings.

The canyon was so quiet that it gave people a very oppressive feeling.

"This should be a sword tomb."

Jian Wuchen walked to a cliff and looked at a broken sword stuck in it, a hint of infatuation flashing in his eyes.

"This sword—though broken, its materials and forging craftsmanship are definitely of Earth-grade quality!"

"Moreover, every sword here contains an extremely powerful sword intent!"

"For sword cultivators, this place is practically a holy land!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

Earth artifact!

Even a broken earthen artifact is a priceless treasure!

If we can take it back and remelt it, we might be able to create a new artifact!

Don't get too excited yet.

Lu Xuan, however, poured cold water on the situation.

"Look closely, see what's under those swords."

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this and stared intently.

Beneath those broken swords, one could vaguely see skeletons.

Some have weathered into ash, while others still retain their original posture.

Around those skeletons, there were scattered storage bags and broken magical artifacts.

Obviously.

Countless cultivators who wanted to retrieve the sword were buried here!

"this----"

Everyone gasped, their initial enthusiasm instantly turning to cold.

"The swords here are all protected by sword spirits."

"To obtain the sword, one must not only withstand the pressure of its intent, but also endure the test of the sword spirit."

"If one lacks strength or resolve, one's fate will be the same as these withered bones."

Lu Xuan said calmly.

With his past life experience, he naturally saw through the tricks of the trade at a glance.

This sword tomb is less a treasure trove and more a training ground.

In other words, the reason this sword mound exists here is because enough sword cultivators have died here!

Later generations, coveting the precious swords here and possessing shrewd intentions, were infected by the sword energy here and directly became sword slaves.

He finally died here.

As more and more people died, this place became a sword tomb.

"So what do we do?"

"Are we just going to watch this treasure mountain leave empty-handed?"

One of the disciples asked, somewhat unwillingly.

"Of course not."

Lu Xuan smiled.

"Since we're here, we can't come empty-handed."

"However, one should act within one's capabilities."

"The deeper you go here, the higher the grade of the swords, and the more difficult the trials become."

"You can look for suitable opportunities in the surrounding areas based on your own abilities."

"Remember, don't be greedy!"

After saying that, he looked at Jian Wuchen.

"Brother Sword, this is an excellent place for you to cultivate."

"If you can comprehend even a trace of the Gengjin sword intent here, breaking through to the Dharma Aspect Realm will be just around the corner."

Jian Wuchen nodded.

"I know what to do."

After saying that, he found a relatively quiet place, sat down cross-legged, and began to comprehend the sword intent around him.

Seeing this, the other disciples also dispersed, each seeking their own opportunities.

Even Xiao Huohuo and Zhuge Qing have found suitable places to cultivate.

Although they are not sword cultivators, this Geng metal energy is still extremely beneficial for tempering the physical body and soul.

soon.

Only Lu Xuan and Su Qinghuan remained in the same spot.

"Let's go too."

Lu Xuan took Su Qinghuan's hand and walked towards the depths of the canyon.

His target was naturally not these broken earth artifacts on the outside.

In his Chaos Divine Eye perception.

Deep within this canyon, there exists an extremely faint yet pure fluctuation.

The two continued on their way.

The deeper one goes, the more ferocious the sword intent becomes.

In the end, even the air seemed to turn into tangible blades, scraping so hard that it stung the skin.

Although Su Qinghuan was already at the fifth level of the Heavenly Origin Realm, she was gradually starting to feel the strain.

He had no choice but to circulate the Taiyin True Scripture to form a moonlight shield on his body, which barely managed to withstand the sharpness of that attack.

Lu Xuan, however, strolled leisurely.

His indestructible golden body, after being tempered in the Spirit Cleansing Pool, was already incredibly tough.

These sword intents not only failed to harm him, but instead became nourishment for him to temper his physical body.

"arrive."

I don't know how long it took.

Lu Xuan suddenly stopped.

Ahead was a huge circular altar.

In the center of the altar, a rusty iron sword was stuck.

This sword looks ordinary, not even as good-looking as those broken swords outside.

However, within a hundred feet around it, there is a vacuum zone.

There was no sword intent, nor any Geng metal energy.

"This is----"