Supreme Sword God

That night.

Within the True Martial Hall, a storm was brewing.

Following the revelation of Luo Jianren’s issues, the Luo family members were all put under house arrest, but soon after, some managed to escape.

The Luo family had always been in close contact with the Alien Race, and they had long prepared an escape route for themselves.

The next day.

The matter of Luo Jianren framing the Black Armor Army was personally interrogated overnight by the Grand Elder and the Elder Council, and finally, the full truth emerged.

Years ago, when the Black Armor Army went on an expedition, Luo Jianren leaked their marching plans, leading to an ambush by the Alien Race.

In addition, Luo Jianren also disclosed the secrets of the Black Armor Army’s battle formations to the Alien Race, who then easily destroyed the layer upon layer of formations!

And the reason Luo Jianren did all this... was even more incredible!

It turned out that when he was trapped in the enemy camp, Shen Zhan led people to fight bloodily for days to rescue him, and saw him kneeling to the Alien Race!

That time, Shen Zhan promised to keep his secret.

However, Luo Jianren did not trust Shen Zhan, believing he would use it to threaten him.

At that time, Luo Jianren had just ascended to the position of Seventh Elder and was afraid that Shen Zhan would expose this matter, affecting his future.

Later.

During another trip to the forbidden zone, Shen Zhan seized the opportunity that Luo Jianren wanted, further deepening Luo Jianren’s resentment.

Ultimately.

Luo Jianren, out of personal grievance, set a trap to kill Shen Zhan, leading to the demise of the entire Black Armor Army!

With the truth revealed about the annihilation of the once invincible Black Armor Army, countless people sighed in regret, while anger and curses toward Luo Jianren surged like a tide!

Then.

Lingxiao, the Grand Hall Master of the True Martial Hall, personally presided over a blood sacrifice to console the souls of the fallen with Luo Jianren’s life.

The blood sacrifice ceremony was thronged with people.

Some clapped with joy at Luo Jianren’s demise.

Some wept incessantly for the Black Armor Army that perished over three thousand years ago.

After the blood sacrifice ceremony, the Grand Elder announced on the spot the removal of the Seventh Elder’s position.

Though the Seventh Elder did not participate in the matter of the Black Armor Army, he repeatedly aided Luo Jianren in secretly carrying out activities, and he too would face a thorough investigation!

A storm that stretched from three thousand years ago to now has thus come to an end.

In the main hall of the True Martial Hall.

Lingxiao once again found himself alone, silently facing his mentor’s statue.

The Grand Elder slowly entered the hall, saluting the statue, and then said, "Shall we investigate further?"

"What does the Grand Elder mean by this?" Lingxiao asked.

The Grand Elder looked at Lingxiao, his gaze profound, and said, "Back then, Luo Jianren entered the forbidden zone and was robbed of the opportunity by Shen Zhan, but you should be very clear that at that time, Shen Zhan couldn’t have possibly had time to go to the forbidden zone.

In other words, someone impersonated Shen Zhan!

This is a scheme, deliberately deepening Luo Jianren’s hatred for Shen Zhan."

Lingxiao said, "For now, we won’t investigate further."

The Grand Elder nodded, and with a long sigh, said, "Shi Fengchun, what do you think? He’s not a simple person; being recognized as a master by a Sacred Artifact falling from the sky."

"Let him be," Lingxiao said, "The Human Race cannot do without people like him."

"And Ye Chen? I see this child bears great fortune, yet he also carries endless calamities. The Eastern Domain is currently in turmoil; are you sure you can juggle all these?"

"Young people need protection in their growth; it’s always been like this for generations, and that is one of the purposes of the True Martial Hall’s existence," Lingxiao said.

The Grand Elder hmm’d in agreement and said, "Has the matter of the Grand Assembly of Hundred Races been settled?"

"Almost,"

The Grand Elder frowned deeply and said, "You are bearing too much."

"As long as it has meaning, it doesn’t matter," Lingxiao’s tone was very calm.

...

The storm paused.

In his residence’s practice room, Ye Chen got Luo Qingyi to check the surrounding setup to ensure there were no issues before immediately entering the Sword Tomb.

Having reached the Unity Realm Ninth Layer, he could potentially reach the Peak of Unity Realm at any time, yet had not managed to refine much of the tombstones’ Sword Qi on the fifth level of the Sword Tomb.

If he didn’t have any subsequent cultivation techniques, he would embarrassingly be stuck in the Unity Realm.

Which would not be a good thing.

After entering the Sword Tomb, Ye Chen greeted Luo Qingyi and Master Legs and promptly went to refine the tombstone’s Sword Qi.

With a substantial increase in strength, the speed of refining the tombstone had also improved significantly.

Now, the important thing was not using the tombstone’s Sword Qi to boost cultivation but using it to condense the sharpness of the sword energy within his body.

At the Celestial Essence Sacred Land, with the Celestial Essence Qi forging his body and breaking through with the Celestial Essence Fruit, the foundation was solid, without any instability, but the strength gained that way lacked the Nine Heavens Sword Manual’s unique sharpness.

There was still some time before the Grand Assembly of Hundred Races; with some urgency, it should be enough!

As for the Sword Array inheritance on the fifth level of the Sword Tomb, he didn’t bother with it.

On a whim, he fused the Nine Intentions Celestial Splitting Sword Array with the Seven-Star Sword Array, creating the Infinite Star Sword Array, which was no less than any other Sword Array on the fifth level of the Sword Tomb!

Unknowingly, several days passed.

On this day.

The Holy Soul Mountain Secret Realm of the True Martial Hall was shaken!

A large number of experts flew to the entrance of the Holy Soul Mountain Secret Realm.

Qiao the Sixth looked at the approaching Shi Fengchun and said, "It should be done!"

Shi Fengchun’s eyes flickered, and he said, "Uncle-Master, with so many Sacred Artifacts in the Holy Soul Mountain, in the current situation, I think we should take them all out to increase our combat power.

If the Main Hall doesn’t lack Sacred Artifacts, why not give some to me to take back to Cangzhou!"

Qiao the Sixth glared at the shameless Shi Fengchun and sneered, "Sure, if you, the Grand Hall Master Shi, can enter the Holy Soul Mountain, even if you move the entire mountain, I bet the Grand Hall Master won’t mind!"

Shi Fengchun laughed awkwardly and said, "Uncle-Master, don’t joke with me, you know I am naturally repelled by the Holy Soul Mountain and can’t enter..."

Qiao the Sixth snorted, "Stop crying poor; in the past, you’ve had Sacred Artifacts falling on your face just by taking a trip outside, and for all these years, you’ve not encountered another one? Be honest, how many Sacred Artifacts are you hiding!"

"No... just that one time, and that time it wasn’t really a Sacred Artifact... whatever, nothing I say will make you believe." Shi Fengchun muttered.

At this moment.

The figure of Feng Wanli flew out from the entrance of the Holy Soul Mountain Secret Realm.

A dark red long spear, covered in cracks, was held in Feng Wanli’s hand, and a terrifying murderous aura emanated from the spear!

"Fiery Blood Demon Slaying Spear!"

The surrounding people gasped in shock!

This was a legendary Sacred Artifact.

Despite the cracks, the Fiery Blood Demon Slaying Spear was incredibly resilient.

This was the Sacred Weapon of a Great Saint named Bloodthirsty Great Saint from the True Martial Hall Main Hall thousands of years ago.

The spear, in the hands of the Bloodthirsty Great Saint, was known for its invincibility against battles.

Feng Wanli’s figure dashed out from the entrance of the Holy Soul Mountain Secret Realm.

A dark red spear in his hand.

"It’s a bit of a dreary gourd already, and it carries such heavy evil Qi, this Fiery Blood Demon Slaying Spear... just forget it!"

Everyone around: "..."

Qiao the Sixth stared at Shi Fengchun and said, "Stop whining, you. I remember, back then you could pick Sacred Artifacts by stepping out and letting the heavens drop one on your face."

"Teacher-uncle, this Holy Soul Mountain repels me; it won’t let me in..." Shi Fengchun pouted, awkwardly.

Feng Wanli’s figure suddenly darted out from the entrance to the Holy Soul Mountain Secret Realm.

Holding a dark red spear, its surface lined with cracks, yet the Fiery Blood Demon Slaying Spear exuded an irresistible aura.

"Back then, the Black Armor Army... I dare say, wielding such a spear by nature already seems like being a Great Saint will have its moments," he muttered.

Shi Fengchun then smiled broadly.

At long last, Feng Wanli was now showing some change.

Before, whatever I said, Feng Wanli would do.

Now, he held his own ideas.

This made Shi Fengchun grin suddenly.

"Teacher, the once honor, it’s not something I wish to change now."

"By all means." Shi Fengchun suddenly smiled. "At least Humanity can’t do without people like you holding it together."

"With that Fiery Blood Demon Slaying Spear, just make sure to increase our strength!"