Chapter 1142: Refine My Flesh, Purify My Mind
The older a thing was, the more it brimmed with a rotting, eerie aura.
Take this Altar, for instance. No trace of it existed in any historical text or record. During the years when demonic cultivators ruled, that segment of history had seemingly been wiped clean. Whether done by the Righteous Path or the demonic cultivators, the erasure was intentional.
This left everyone at a loss when faced with today's sudden upheaval.
Since ancient times, Tianji Mountain had looked after the world. In times of peril, they always appeared before the cultivators to hold up the collapsing sky. Now, the eyes of all the Immortal Sects turned to this sect that had stood for untold ages.
When that Immortal Sword took to the sky, it signaled that conflict was unavoidable.
Tianji Mountain issued an emergency summons to all its disciples, both within the sect and abroad.
The moment the sect's ancient Bell tolled.
High in the boundless sky, thousands of cultivators stood upon Immortal Swords, looking down at the magnificent sea of churning clouds. Sword light flashed, ringing with a world-shaking metallic clamor. At a single command, the Sword Immortals fell into formation, rising into the heavens as one.
Sword Qi gathered, stirring up wind and thunder. The thousands of cultivators pierced the firmament, tearing through the clouds, as steady as mountains.