Chapter 960: Heart Of Guardianship (1)
Countless blades jutted out like a forest of swords. Li Xiaofei and the others walked slowly along the narrow path winding through the mountain. Mount Ten Thousand Blades operated under its own unique set of laws, which shrouded the entire area. Even someone as powerful as Liu Shaji could not fly through the air.
As a result, the group had no choice but to carefully ascend along narrow trails barely wide enough to place a foot. The five young warriors were filled with dread. The path ran right alongside sheer cliffs that dropped for thousands of feet. A single misstep would send them tumbling down, only to be pierced through like a sieve by the countless blades below.
Zhu Zhixun, driven by curiosity, reached out to touch one of the upturned blades beside him. The moment his fingers brushed it, a chill ran across his skin. A bead of crimson blood oozed from his fingertip.
"So sharp," he exclaimed in shock.
Having recently obtained several of Sword Immortal Lin Beichen’s inherited treasures, Zhu Zhixun’s cultivation had soared to the Seven Transformation Realm. Both his physical body and his Immortal Force had reached new heights. And yet, such a minor touch had been enough to cut through his skin with ease. It was unbelievably sharp.
What a treasure, Zhu Zhixun’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
If he hadn’t been worried about stirring up trouble, he would’ve already pried the blade shard free to keep for himself.
"There are so many of these blade fragments. If we could bring them back and arm our comrades in the resistance, we’d hit the jackpot," Master Jin said, his eyes lighting up as well.
Any broken blade that could be found on Mount Ten Thousand Blades had to be, at the very least, of Immortal Artifact quality. It was simply a pity that these broken blades were simply too firmly embedded. No matter what methods the five young warriors tried, they couldn't dislodge even the smallest fragment. In the end, they had no choice but to give up.
It took them a full three days and nights to finally reach the summit of Mount Ten Thousand Blades. At the peak, they were met with a forest of swords and sabers. Countless relatively intact broken blades formed a vast metallic grove, each reflecting cold gleams of various hues. A chilling murderous aura radiated from them, biting into their bones and making the group hesitate to approach.
"The sword forest is repelling us," Liu Shaji said with a frown.
Even though he was standing more than five hundred meters away, he could feel an inexplicable murderous intent rushing toward him. This kind of killing aura was a first for him in the Blade Ruins. Moreover, it seemed to carry more of a warning than a true bloodthirsty intent.