I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

Lin Ye had just finished speaking.

A thousand swords rang out overhead.

The next round of sword rain has already begun.

"how long?"

Cheng Fang only asked two words.

Give me ten seconds.

"Not even ten seconds."

Xie Hongyi looked up.

The leading flying sword has already begun its dive.

Cheng Fang stepped forward to the very front.

"I'll give you five seconds."

With all his might unleashed.

Tang Zhi pulled out the silk threads at the same time.

Qin Zhao's embers spread out in a line along the mountain wall.

Xu Mian has already changed the magazine.

Everyone knows.

This round isn't about winning.

It was just to buy Lin Ye time.

Lin Ye closed his eyes.

The spiritual hearing was fully deployed.

A thousand swords entered my ears at the same time.

Too messy.

Every single one of them was vibrating.

Each one possesses a spiritual energy.

If you try to divide it into categories, your brain will be instantly overwhelmed.

The forest does not listen to the sword.

They forced it backward.

The sword's cry subsided.

The sword slave pressed down.

Footsteps, breath, flames, bullets—all suppressed.

In the end, only that net remained.

Sword Tomb Formation.

It is not a sound.

Instead, it is countless spiritual energy lines stacked together.

Starting from the sword mound in the distance.

Along the mountainside.

Go underground.

They were then distributed to individual broken swords.

Before each shower of swords falls, the entire net tightens simultaneously.

It looks like someone is drawing a bow.

Spiritual energy gathers first.

Send again.

The sword fell.

Then it's recycled.

Let's get together again.

Send again.

So fast that there was almost no gap.

But it's not nonexistent.

"They're here!"

Tang Zhi shouted.

The first batch of flying swords crashed down.

The silk thread taut instantly.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The sounds of metal clashing together blended together.

Tang Zhi's fingers trembled, and several tendrils snapped.

"It can't hold out for long!"

Cheng Fang had already rushed out.

He didn't block every sword.

Only block the densest patch.

He smashed seven or eight handles in succession with both arms.

The ninth blade grazed past my shoulder.

A cut was made directly on the surface of the iron frame.

Qin Zhao's fire exploded at the same time.

More than a dozen broken swords were burned off course.

But the ones behind are still being pressed.

Xu Mian fired shot after shot.

It is specifically designed to target swords that have already developed cracks.

Each one broke.

There will be less pressure from above.

But it's only a little bit.

The forest didn't move.

Listening to the spirit.

The sword formation had just completed one attack.

The spiritual energy is being recycled.

right here.

After recycling.

Before the next round of refilling.

There is a very short gap.

Less than a second.

No.

Shorter.

It might only be a third of a second.

Too fast.

But the entire formation will stop at once.

This is not a weakness of a single-handled sword.

It's the breathing of the entire formation.

"Cheng Fang!"

Lin Ye suddenly opened his eyes.

"Don't retreat immediately after the next round is over!"

Cheng Fang didn't ask why.

Say something.

"After the sword hit the ground!"

"Wait for me to call!"

The third round of flying swords has arrived.

boom!

The area below the mountain wall was completely blasted open.

Pebbles flew everywhere.

Nearly half of Tang Zhi's connecting threads broke.

Cheng Fang was also struck in the chest by a broken sword.

The person slid backward one meter.

But he didn't back down.

The rain of swords has stopped.

Lin Yeling heard that the taut net quickly loosened.

Spiritual energy flows back.

All the flying swords were once again drawn back into the great formation.

Right now.

A brief blank space appeared.

"Walk!"

Cheng Fang rushed over immediately.

Not later.

It's moving forward.

They crashed directly into the group of sword slaves who had just been nailed by a rain of swords.

The others followed at the same time.

Xie Hongyi also moved.

She understood at a glance.

In this half-beat.

The sword in the sky did not pursue.

It's really stopped.

Although it was only for a moment.

But that's enough for them to rush more than twenty meters.

next second.

The formation was re-infused with spiritual energy.

The flying sword rose into the air once more.

Xie Hongyi turned to look at Lin Ye.

How did you know?

"It's panting."

Xie Hongyi frowned.

"The formation won't breathe."

"What do you call it?"

"Anyway, there was a pause."

Lin Ye didn't have time to explain.

He has listened to it a second time.

There was a first time.

It will be quick from here on out.

Gathering Spirits.

delivery.

Draw your sword.

Recycle.

Change.

The cycles are basically the same.

But it's not completely fixed.

Sometimes it's a bit faster.

Sometimes it's a little slow.

This indicates that the formation itself adjusts according to the attack area.

This is more like a living thing.

"Next time, left side."

Lin Ye suddenly said.

Cheng Fang looked over.

There is a section of half-collapsed stone wall on the left.

The location is not safe.

But it can block some of the swords.

"how long?"

"Three-wheeled vehicles."

"Sure?"

"Eighty percent."

That's enough.

The group immediately moved to the left.

Round 1.

The rain of swords fell behind.

second round.

We passed by, brushing against the stone wall.

The third round has just ended.

Lin Ye shouted:

"Now!"

The whole team pressed against the wall at the same time.

Almost the instant they regained their footing.

Hundreds of flying swords slammed down from the right side.

The original spot was riddled with holes.

Tang Zhi glanced at it.

He didn't say anything.

But the tension in his hands was noticeably tightened.

She had completely accepted Lin Ye's rhythm.

Xie Hongyi also began to cooperate.

She no longer judges the timing of her sword strike herself.

Instead, they waited for Lin Ye to report the location.

"forward."

"Three steps to the left."

"stop."

"Draw your sword now."

Xie Hongyi unleashed a sword strike.

It happened right at the half-beat mark of the great formation's return flow.

The sword light shot into the air.

He shattered seven broken swords in succession.

Not a single weapon retaliated.

Her expression changed instantly.

This is not simply a prediction.

Lin Ye can truly "listen" to formations.

And the more you listen, the more accurate it becomes.

Wanling finally spoke.

"Don't just focus on finding the rhythm."

"Listen to where it's taking in air."

Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat.

Correct.

Since you're panting.

Then there must be a place to smoke.

He shifted his attention away from the flying sword and back.

Follow each return flow deeper into the Sword Tomb.

layer.

Two layers.

soon.

Several noticeably thicker spiritual energy pathways emerged.

Not one.

Three.

The water was poured into the core from the east, west, and north directions of the Sword Tomb.

Each time the flying sword regains its momentum.

All three areas will be raised simultaneously.

Like three large blood vessels.

Lin Ye opened his eyes.

"The formation is not a core element."

Xie Hongyi immediately looked at him.

"What did you hear?"

"Three main roads."

"One to the east, one to the west, and one to the north."

Xie Hongyi's expression changed slightly.

"There were indeed three spirit-guiding platforms in the Sword Tomb before."

"Where is the location?"

"I'll take you there."

Cheng Fang did not move immediately.

"Confirm first."

He looked at the woods.

"What would happen if one part was knocked off?"

"The formation will be disrupted."

Will it stop?

"uncertain."

Lin Ye understood perfectly.

"It might just be a smaller number of swords."

"It may also increase the pressure in the other two areas."

Cheng Fang nodded.

That makes sense.

No one expected to find a "key point" to smash through with a single punch, bringing the entire system to a standstill.

A truly powerful formation wouldn't be that stupid.

"Then let's try the nearest one first."

Xie Hongyi pointed westward.

"It's less than 500 meters from here."

Cheng Fang made the decision directly.

"Let's go west."

The route has changed.

Lin Ye continued to report the air exchange points.

For the first time, the entire team voluntarily made their way through the rain of swords.

No longer being forced to run.

Round three.

The fifth round.

The eighth round.

Lin Ye anticipated every pause in the formation.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

Xu Mian has even stopped needing to look at the sky.

All that could be heard was Lin Ye shouting.

"stop."

She lowered her gun.

"Walk."

Change positions immediately.

The thousand swords were still flying overhead.

But the rhythm is no longer entirely dependent on the sword formation.

Five minutes later.

The spirit guiding platform on the west side finally appeared in front of us.

It is a black stone platform embedded in the mountain wall.

There were no guards around.

Above the stone platform, however, hung dozens of longswords without rust.

It was completely different from the broken swords outside.

Xie Hongyi recognized him at a glance.

"Guardian Sword"

Lin Yeling had already scanned the area.

Below the spirit guiding platform.

Spiritual energy poured into it like water.

After passing the stone platform.

Then disperse them throughout the entire sword formation.

This place is indeed important.

But it's not the only one.

Cheng Fang glanced at it.

"Can it be dismantled?"

Xie Hongyi said:

"Forced demolition will backfire."

Qin Zhao had already squatted down to look at the edge of the stone platform.

"What about frying it?"

Xie Hongyi looked at him.

"What?"

Lin Ye smiled.

"You can try this."

Xie Hongyi frowned.

"You want to use that chemical plant again?"

"It's not a chemical plant."

Qin Zhao began removing directional explosive blocks.

"This time it's the demolition team."

Lin Ye didn't follow the poor man's advice.

He has closed his eyes again.

The sound penetrates the stone platform.

soon.

He locked onto the three spiritual energy conversion nodes one by one.

It is not the center.

Everything is on the edge.

"here."

"here."

"There's still half a meter left."

Qin Zhao planted the explosives at the location he had reported.

Xie Hongyi looked at it for two seconds.

Now I finally understand what they're trying to do.

It's not a direct assault.

It's a blast structure.

For the first time, her eyes became truly serious.

"Can it work?"

Lin Ye looked at the Thousand Swords still hovering overhead.

"You'll only know once you try."

next second.

Cheng Fang raised his hand.

"Everyone retreat."

Qin Zhao pressed the detonator.

boom!

The first explosion.

The entire western spirit-guiding platform suddenly trembled.

Hundreds of flying swords hovered above his head.

It tilted slightly at the same time.