Chapter 373 - Seven Swords - Open the Heavens!
The crowd was struck dumb as seven ancient swords shot from the mountain peaks. Even some of the Daxia Sword Sect elders stood frozen in disbelief. Clearly, this was a secret known only to a chosen few.
The instant the seven swords appeared, they tore through the air and streaked toward Lu Kangnian. Each one pulsed with spirituality, their edges incredibly sharp.
Every blade shimmered with a different hue, crafted according to the Five Elements and supplemented by wind and lightning. The aura they released sent chills through every heart. Those with sharp eyes could tell that the swords were no ordinary spirit weapons.
They were ancient treasure[1] swords, seven of them. Ancient treasure weapons only appeared once or twice at top-tier auctions, and even then, they would be of far lesser quality. These seven ancient treasure swords had clearly been nurtured for countless years in a place overflowing with spirit qi.
“Gulp. It seems we’ve all underestimated the Daxia Sword Sect.”
“Indeed. Just when you think they’re spent, they astonish you again.”
“Who knows how many more cards they’re still hiding?”
The gathered experts whispered among themselves, unable to remain calm. Seven ancient treasure swords were a terrifying display of power.
Even the Mo Family had none, yet the Daxia Sword Sect had seven, a complete set.
Mo Zhiyuan’s gaze was cold as ice. He never imagined that a sect once mocked as weak and obscure could wield such might. Barely two years ago, they were nobodies. Only the Purple Sun Pavilion incident had dragged them into the public eye.
Mo Zhiyuan's eyes swept the battlefield. The Mo Family’s forces were collapsing. The red-nosed elder fought like a demon, holding back countless enemies alone. The allies he had hired at great cost were either dead or wounded. Defeat was only a matter of time.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. His son was dead, body and soul alike, and he couldn’t even avenge him. The Mo Family’s name was in ruins, their reputation a laughingstock across the Daxia Territory. They were nothing more than fodder for idle gossip over tea.