The sword seller, dressed in red, deserves applause for the prankster.

The dark clouds were so thick that it was hard to breathe, but a bolt of lightning cleaved through them, followed by a deafening roar!

"After all these years, this day has finally come!"

"The secret of ascension is finally about to be revealed! How can I, a powerful cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage, be content to end here? My era is not over yet! I want to ascend... I want immortality!"

"Hand over the Weeping Sword, you ants!"

A ghostly body appeared before them. The person was disheveled and in a sorry state, and their face was no longer recognizable.

He stood in the center of the dark clouds, his expression gloomy. He stretched out his palm and shot out a beam of dark light, which shot straight at Chi Miao, as if trying to pierce through him!

"Watch out!" Jin Shengfei shouted, circulating his internal energy to try and save Chi Miao.

Chi Miao simultaneously activated his Xuan Yuan Gong and gripped the Weeping Sword to block.

However, this power was truly terrifying, no weaker than the previous lightning. Even if it blocked her, it would inevitably cause her serious injury.

Who is this person? And what's going on?

But don't even think about taking her things!

Chi Miao squinted and rolled on the ground to dodge the attack.

Coincidentally, the attack was also mostly dispersed by the Frosty Sword Intent.

Only after sheathing his sword did Ying Wuhuo realize that Chi Miao had dodged the attack: "You just rolled away like that to dodge?"

Chi Miao: "Otherwise what? This isn't turn-based. Even if it were, wouldn't I be allowed to dodge?"

Ying Wuhuo: "..."

This is a powerful cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage! There are very few cultivators in the cultivation world who could even unearth an ancestor!

The elders outside the water mirror were also dumbfounded.

But they quickly focused their attention.

"Who exactly is this person? A Tribulation Transcending Stage cultivator? Doesn't seem like it."

Whose Tribulation Transcending Stage cultivator is so weak that even Chi Miao, with his meager Qi Refining ability, can dodge their attacks?

"It should be true that he is in the Tribulation stage. Judging from his condition, he has been dead for a long time. His soul was able to survive only by relying on the seal of the Weeping Sword."

"You mean, he was from the Golden Age?"

"Otherwise, how many cultivators in the Tribulation Transcending stage are there these days? Who doesn't know them?"

"If it's someone from the Golden Age, then we're in trouble. Although his strength is far from that of a peak Tribulation Transcender, and with the restrictions of the Sword Tomb preventing him from unleashing his Foundation Establishment or higher cultivation, that attack just now definitely reached the Golden Core stage. I'm afraid... he's in danger."

The tension in their hearts instantly tightened. As expected of a great power from the Golden Age, even after dying for thousands of years, he could still unleash the power of a Golden Core cultivator under the suppression of the restriction.

How strong would it be at its peak?

"There's still half an hour until the trial ends. Are they... alright?"

Yan Ge's eyes were firm: "Tell Wu Huo that if the other party insists on having the sword, it is necessary to have Chi Miao discard the sword to save his life. It is not worth losing one's life for a sword."

He Wanban reminded him, "That's the Weeping Sword, the method of ascension!"

"Chi Miao is still a peerless genius! Things are inanimate, but people are alive! Besides, no one knows whether there is a method of ascension within the Heavenly Sorrow Cave!"

The elders remained silent for a moment before finally making a decision.

"Protect Chi Miao!"

……

Inside the secret realm, Chi Miao's foolish dodge annoyed the undead, who sneered, "If you're lucky once, you can have a second chance!"

"You ant, I'll give you a chance to willingly offer up the Weeping Sword, and I'll spare your life!"

"By the way, as long as you hand over the Weeping Sword, I will reward you with a peerless martial art that will make you invincible."

He spoke earnestly on his end, but no one on Chi Miao's end paid him any attention.

Ying Wuhuo relayed the elders' telepathic messages to Chi Miao.

Chi Miao: "No."

Ying Wuhuo: "That's just a sword; life is more important than anything else."

Chi Miao: "It is a sword, but the moment it entered into a pact with me, it belonged only to me. Anyone who wants to take it from me must step over my dead body. As long as I live, the sword lives on!"

Even the Weeping Sword was moved by the story.

"Master... I never imagined you were so loyal and devoted!"

"..." Ying Wuhuo suddenly felt a huge rock pressing down on his throat and was stunned for a long time.

His mind suddenly went blank.

When did he start to disregard the sword so much?

He was born with a sword spirit, and everyone said he was a born sword cultivator.

He once regarded the sword as his everything, but now... he sees things less clearly than Chi Miao.

He suddenly raised his sword and stared at it for a long time.

Is this why he hasn't made any progress all this time?

He only has the sword spirit, but no longer the sword heart.

"I see……"

Ying Wuhuo seemed to have parted the fog, revealing a smile.

At this moment, his sword mind was clear!

He looked at Chi Miao: "Buy me five minutes, five minutes... I can kill him."

Chi Miao was taken aback, but simply said "okay".

Even the Weeping Sword was stunned.

"Master, what's wrong with him?"

Chi Miao: "I don't know. I just casually mentioned my attitude, and his family inexplicably said something like, 'Oh, I see, you can kill him,' and so on."

Oh well, never mind.

Trying to snatch something from Chi Miao is like taking food from a tiger's mouth.

You've really messed with her!

"Does anyone even acknowledge me?! Nine Swords Mountain is such a large sect, and these days the kids in the cultivation world don't even have basic manners?!"

Chi Miao then looked at him: "What are you yelling about? I'll kill you if you keep yelling! Want the sword? Let's see if you have the ability!"

Chi Miao took a big step forward, gripped the Weeping Sword tightly, and looked ready to fight at any moment.

The undead was utterly enraged: "Fine, fine, it seems killing you is the easiest way!"

Having said that, the undead charged forward like an arrow released from a bow.

"Get out of the way of Chi Miao!" Jin Shengfei activated the golden shield for Chi Miao.

However, Chi Miao shook his head.

"You don't need to worry about me. I have my own ways to stop him. You just need to stay away and avoid getting hurt."

Jin Shengfei: "Don't we know your own capabilities? Where would you get such skills?"

Chi Miao: "You don't believe me?"

Jin Shengfei: "Hey you... don't cause trouble in this emergency!"

Chi Miao took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and shook her head.

"You don't believe me, you've disappointed me so much."

Jin Shengfei is about to break down.

"Sis, what time is it?!"

The conversation between the two was enough to confuse the undead.

Can't you guys show him some respect?

When he was alive, he was a powerful cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage. Killing you all now would be as easy as turning his hand!

He's coming to kill us now, and you guys aren't even giving him a second glance?

He has never suffered such injustice in his entire life!

"You're all asking for death! There's no point in discussing it anymore, you're all going to die!"

With a single grab, he would tear everyone in front of him apart.

Chi Miao finally noticed him.

"I hate pretentious people the most! Who do you think you are to speak here? Go ahead and cry!"

With a loud shout, Chi Miao raised the Weeping Sword in her hand.

In an instant, the tip of the Weeping Sword emitted light.

The light shines on everyone.

In an instant, everyone froze, as a force stirred up their deepest, most heartbreaking memories.

Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

The same applies to the undead in the tribulation stage before us, and to our companions behind us.

Even Ying Wuhuo, who was gathering his strength nearby, was no exception!

For a moment, apart from Chi Miao, the entire Sword Tomb was filled with eerie crying sounds, and everyone was burying their heads in their hands and sobbing.

"Mommy! I want my mommy! Mommy!"

Call your mom if you need anything.

Those are skills ingrained in human beings.

The cause of this current situation is the Sorrowful Sword in Chi Miao's hand.

Chi Miao would call it the number one soul skill of the Sorrowful Sword, the strongest control skill—"Men, cry, it's not a sin!"