Perfect World: The First Dao Body in the Chaotic Era!

After thanking him, he headed towards the Sword-Viewing Cliff.

Pei Zihuai also left. As soon as Li Daogang stepped into the array and left its protective range, he was surrounded by dense sword intent.

In the blink of an eye, his body was bombarded by thousands of sword intents, but the intensity of these sword intents was nothing more than a tickle to him.

Even without using divine power to defend, his current physical strength wouldn't be able to harm him at all.

Li Dao sat cross-legged on the cliff top, and behind him, the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass rose from the ground and reappeared, with sword runes bursting out from the grass.

Beneath the dense array of sword symbols, the previously raging and chaotic sword intent around him melted away like winter snow meeting the first rays of the sun, flowing intimately around him and enveloping him.

As Li Dao comprehended the sword intent within his mind, he also absorbed the sword intent from the outside world into his body, and his understanding of the sword path was rapidly improving.

The outline of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass behind him became increasingly realistic and clear.

While Li Daoshang was still in the midst of his enlightenment, in another magnificent ancient hall, a man dressed in a golden robe with six long swords hanging behind him was listening to Liu Fang's report.

This person is Xiao Tu, the Sword-Holding Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who is in charge of the sect's laws and regulations.

"This Pei Zihuai is becoming more and more unruly. I think it would be most suitable for you to be the successor of the Heavenly Sword!"

A glint of joy flashed in Liu Fang's eyes as he lowered his head, and he immediately knelt down:

“My junior brother is good at nothing but speaking nice words to our master. Now he has brought outsiders here, openly violating the rules of the Heavenly Sword Sect. He has really disgraced his status as a successor of the Heavenly Sword Sect.”

"It seems that Master was also misled by his kind words and flattery by such a person who abuses his power."

Xiao Tu narrowed his eyes slightly, and sword intent surged forth from his body like a waterfall, unleashing the pressure of a Venerable One.

Liu Fang was startled, immediately realizing that the other party must have broken through to the Venerable Realm by taking advantage of the power of the Great Calamity, and then congratulated him:

"Congratulations, Martial Uncle, on your great progress in cultivation!"

Xiao Tu nodded and dismissed Liu Fang, lightly tapping the gilded armrest with his fingertips.

"Heavenly Sword Token, Sword Gate Open. Hehehe."

At the top of Guanjian Cliff, Li Dao was surrounded by sword intent, and the image of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass in his mind became clearer and clearer. Every line was like a mark of the Great Dao, which fascinated him.

"The concentration of sword intent here is no longer sufficient for my cultivation."

After thinking it over, he leaped into the Sword Valley. In the instant his body plummeted, countless sword intents rushed towards him.

The violent and chaotic sword intent, like a wild beast unleashed from its cage, was about to tear Li Dao to shreds.

hum-

The chaotic Dao bones resonated in unison, and a faint mysterious light rose from their bodies, blocking the bombardment of countless longswords, and they safely fell to the bottom of the valley.

A massive crack stretched across the valley floor, from which surged countless sword intents.

He chose to sit on a piece of bluestone that had been tempered by sword intent to resemble black iron. With his five hearts facing the sky and his body resembling a nine-leaf sword grass, he immediately attracted streams of sword intent.

Chapter 240: Anyone who remains here within ten breaths will be killed without mercy!

Time flies, and several days pass in the blink of an eye.

Many disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect gathered at the top of Guanjian Cliff, astonished to see a huge vortex expanding continuously below the cliff.

"Could some rare and precious treasure be growing down here?"

"Tch, so what if it has rare and precious materials? It will probably be torn apart by sword intent before it even hits the ground."

"Falling into it would be certain death, but I don't know why Senior Brother wanted us to find a corpse. It's really strange."

"Forget it, let's not linger any longer. Today is the sect leader's succession ceremony. Let's hurry up and leave, or we might not get a single spirit fruit if we go too late."

"Such an unusual phenomenon could be a good omen for the sect leader's succession!"

At the foot of Guanjian Cliff, a sword grass stands at the bottom of the valley, letting the long river of sword intent wash over it. With a gentle tremor, thousands of sword intents resonate.

Upon closer inspection, a human figure gradually took shape, its body resembling a sword-like plant, exhaling countless sword intents, with thousands of sword intents constantly dancing and soaring around it.

Li Dao seemed to merge with the blue stone beneath him, letting the sword intent wash over him, his skin crystalline and faintly glowing with mysterious light.

With a flick of his wrist, streams of swords flowed from his hand, their terrifying power soaring to the heavens.

A myriad of sword intents flowed, swirling like a vortex within a three-foot radius around him, yet remaining untouched. He sat there, exuding an overwhelming aura, like the master of ten thousand swords.

Li Dao's eyes opened and closed, possessing the ability to pierce through the soul. The little man in his primordial spirit held the sword in his heart, which transformed into a slender sword grass, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a chaotic ancient sword.

The appearance of the sword grass constantly shifts between emerald green and withered yellow, as if it is evolving the mysteries of life and death and regenerating chaos.

"The sword of the heart destroys the soul, the nine leaves are like the Dao, the sword strikes and settles the universe."

Suddenly opening his eyes, the sword intent around him dissipated, and the surging sword intent began to flow upwards against the current, with thunderous and drum-like clanging sounds echoing continuously at the bottom of the valley.

His rise was like a sharp blade being drawn from its sheath, with lingering traces of swordsmanship surrounding him.

If someone were to look down from the Sword-Viewing Cliff, they would be shocked to discover that the boundless sword intent of Sword Valley is flowing wildly backward, as if it has encountered some terrifying being.

Li Dao leaped into the air, his body like a sword, piercing through the void and landing on the Sword-Viewing Cliff.

"Yes, it's...it's you!"

As soon as Li Daogang landed, a disciple dressed in the Heavenly Sword Sect's attire was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, as if he had seen some terrifying being.

Sensing the unspeakable fear on the man's face, Li Dao felt somewhat bewildered.

"Aren't you dead?!"

Upon hearing this, Li Dao frowned even more deeply, and when he tried to send a divine message to Pei Zihuai, there was no response, giving him a sense of foreboding.

A palm struck the man, and the Tianjian Sect disciple froze, trembling like a leaf.

Li Dao remained silent, but as his eyes flashed with divine light, fragments of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples' memories unfolded before him like a scroll of paintings.

After selecting a segment, the memory flashed vividly and directly before his eyes.

On the overpass, Pei Zihuai was covered in blood, surrounded by only a few blood-soaked disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who firmly protected him.

Outside them, a group of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples surrounded them tightly, their sword tips pointing directly at their fellow disciples.

His eyes were filled with coldness, devoid of the camaraderie of their former fellow disciples.

"Protect our senior brother!"

With a roar, the men collapsed in front of Pei Zihuai.

Behind Pei Zihuai were five ancient swords, but only a broken sword remained in his hand. Blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth as he looked at his fallen comrade at his feet, his eyes filled with sorrow.

"Liu Fang, you have brutally murdered your fellow disciples and disregarded the bonds of brotherhood. You are worse than a beast!"

Even if I die, I will not let you go!

The crowd dispersed, and Liu Fang slowly stepped into the air. He raised his finger and pointed at the void, and a long sword flew out from behind him.

boom--

The three figures blocking Pei Zihuai's path were instantly blasted apart, and Pei Zihuai was sent flying backward, staggering to his feet covered in blood.

He had no one to help him anymore; all he faced were his former fellow disciples.

"You're nothing but a good-for-nothing wastrel, what right do you have to take over the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

"Master must have been blind to have chosen you! My dear junior brother!"

Liu Fang's eyes were filled with jealousy and hatred, and his icy aura instantly erupted, covering the sky bridge with ice crystals.

"Hehe, hahaha, so that's what you were thinking. You raised me back then, but today I die at your hands. Truly, life is unpredictable!"

Pei Zihuai's lips were full of bitterness as he gripped the broken sword tightly, his eyes filled with determination.

"Hmph, stop pretending with me and hand over the Heavenly Sword Token!"

"I brought you along only because of Master's orders. Otherwise, I would have thrown you into this Sword Valley long ago!"

Two streams of bloody tears flowed from Pei Zihuai's sharp eyes.

"I see."

"If you want the Heavenly Sword Token, come find me yourself!"

A sword talisman, as clear as glass, appeared in Pei Zihuai's hand. He jumped off the sky bridge with it and plunged into the Sword Valley.

Liu's expression changed drastically in an instant. He was about to make a move, but the person had already disappeared before his eyes.

The sword intent surging beneath him roared, his face instantly turning incredibly grim, and a chilling aura erupted from his body as he shouted loudly to the surrounding crowd:

"Search! Find them dead or alive!"

However, in the next instant, a flying sword pierced through the void in the sky and directly pierced through Liu Fang's body.

"Uh, how could this be?" Liu Fang's mind went blank the moment he saw Xiao Tu slowly emerge from the void.

"Liu Fang is a disgrace to the Heavenly Sword Sect. He has slaughtered his fellow disciples and stirred up trouble. Guards, lock him up in the Heart-Eating Cliff!"

The numerous disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect on the sky bridge looked at each other in bewilderment, their minds still reeling from the twists and turns.

However, several people still escorted Liu Fang forward.

"So that's how it is! So that's how it is, what a deep scheme! Hahahaha!"

The scene abruptly ended with Liu Fang's maniacal laughter and his retreating figure. Li Dao forcefully crushed the Heavenly Sword Sect disciple in front of him, his face icy cold.

The killing intent emanated from the bell's toll, and the surging river of sword intent in the valley instantly fell silent.

Li Dao took a step forward and disappeared from the spot, his body like a long sword piercing straight into the main hall of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

outside the hall.

With the deafening sound of gongs and drums and the endless sounds of congratulations, the Heavenly Sword Sect was bustling with activity today, as forces of all sizes from within a hundred miles came to offer their congratulations.

"The Qingyun Daoist Sect congratulates Sect Master Xiao Tu! We present him with one hundred spiritual herbs!"

"Purple Rhyme Immortal Sect..."

Inside the main hall of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Xiao Tu sat alone at the head of the table, with the leaders of various forces below him. They raised their cups from time to time, creating a festive and lively atmosphere.

Xiao Tu felt the warmth emanating from the sect leader's chair beneath him, and his heart was filled with smugness.

"Senior brother, senior brother, so what if you inherited the name of the Heavenly Sword? It's all mine!"

After drinking the wine in his cup, a golden ancient sword was added to the six swords that had been floating behind him. This was a symbol of his identity and meant that after today, he would be the new Heavenly Sword.

boom--