Chapter 1072: Supreme of Seven Kills
"Our Valley of Sky Burial, as the oldest forbidden zone in this world, holds a prestigious and independent status, untouched by worldly conflicts. Even when the Ancient Clan descended upon the Divine Land, they would avoid crossing our path..."
On a certain mountaintop, an ancient Supreme spoke slowly, his tone calm yet exuding an unmatched majesty.
"Well said. Back then, even the Goddess of Ancient dared not enter our Valley of Sky Burial. But now, a Sword Cultivator she trained dares to intrude. Frankly... this young man’s audacity is immense!"
Another ancient Supreme said, a hint of mockery in his voice.
"Let’s give him a lesson, one he won’t forget for a lifetime!"
The Supreme Seven Kills sneered coldly.
This white-clad young man dared to wreak havoc within the heritage he left behind, truly an unforgivable crime.
"Very well."
The ancient Supreme on the first peak smiled faintly and then closed his eyes, nodding in agreement.
Swish, swish!
The Supreme Seven Kills formed a hand seal.
Within the Valley of Sky Burial, the previously distorted void power was enhanced at this moment.
Countless illusory ripples appeared out of thin air, surging like tidal waves, pressing toward Ye Yun.
"Damn it, these old farts are truly despicable, daring to ambush my master!"
As the illusory ripples surged forth, the Imitation Mirror roared angrily and suddenly soared into the sky, becoming gigantic and hovering above Ye Yun’s head.
Black and white lights cascaded down from the mirror’s surface.
Those illusory ripples, upon encountering the black and white overlapping lights, were unexpectedly neutralized in a bizarre manner, disappearing without a trace.
"What treasure is this?"
The Supreme Seven Kills frowned, his gaze falling upon the Imitation Mirror.
This little mirror just spoke human words.
This means it has birthed an Artifact Spirit.
In the Divine Land, there aren’t many Divine-level treasures that possess an Artifact Spirit.
"Tsk tsk, this White Clad Sword Cultivator has quite an extraordinary treasure. If I’m not mistaken, this should be a Half-step Super God Level treasure!"
On the second peak, the silhouette of a blurred ancient Supreme praised in admiration.
"This treasure mirror... was acquired with the lifeblood of numerous disciples of the Sect of Seven Kills. Let the Supreme Seven Kills distribute it!"
The ancient Supreme on the first peak lightly remarked.
He made the final decision, assigning ownership of this treasure to the Supreme Seven Kills.
As the leader of the seven peaks.
He is the most powerful Supreme in the Valley of Sky Burial.
Possessing unparalleled authority.
"Thank you, Red Dust Supreme!"
The Supreme Seven Kills stood up, gave a slight bow, cupping his fists, and spoke respectfully.
In his eyes, at this moment, a trace of fervor appeared.
A Half-step Super God Level treasure is a rare find, even for a strong figure like him.
This round yet square mirror, though it looks extremely peculiar, its cascading lights can block void power, indicating it possesses astonishing strength.
The Supreme Seven Kills stood straight, looking in Ye Yun’s direction, suddenly reaching out a hand.
This hand instantly vanished into the void.
The next moment.
A massive hand covering the sky descended from above Ye Yun’s head, as if blotting out the sun.
"A Half-step Super God Level treasure like this isn’t something an ant-like Sword Cultivator like you deserves to own, hand it over!"
The voice boomed like thunder from the void.
"I’m unworthy?"
Hearing this, Ye Yun couldn’t help but laugh.
He wanted to draw the Heaven-Slaying Sword and cut down that speaker’s "paw."
However, Ye Yun didn’t do so.
Since the other party seemed so interested in the Imitation Mirror, why not oblige them.
"Imitation Mirror!"
Ye Yun reached out, smiling as he called.
"Master, I’m here!"
The Imitation Mirror understood, immediately shrinking and flying into Ye Yun’s palm.
Swoosh!
Ye Yun threw it hard, and the Imitation Mirror turned into a streak of light, flying out.
In the air.
The small Imitation Mirror suddenly became enormous, surprisingly matching the size of the massive covering hand.
One giant hand, one giant mirror, both extremely aggressive, collided violently.
Bang!
With a resounding boom, the sky-covering hand recoiled in pain.
The Imitation Mirror stood proudly in mid-air, looking towards a certain direction in the black mist, and couldn’t help shouting: "Oh ho, you old undead, you have guts, daring to covet Grandpa Imitation Mirror! Damn it, looks like you really have a death wish! Haha!"
At the end.
The Imitation Mirror let out a wild laugh.
The black and white striped mirror surface trembled in rhythm with its laughter, like vibrating harp strings.
"This little thing is getting a bit carried away..."
Watching the laughing Imitation Mirror, Ye Yun felt somewhat helpless and chuckled, shaking his head.
The Imitation Mirror has a mysterious origin, adept at disguise, and its strength is unfathomable.
It holds an important place among all of Ye Yun’s unknown treasures.
Deep within the Valley of Sky Burial.
The Supreme Seven Kills withdrew his hand, looking at the cracked palm, grimacing in pain.
"What kind of treasure is this? How can it possess such tremendous power?"
Gazing at the Supreme Seven Kills, an ancient Supreme said in surprise.
"Supreme Seven Kills, you are a powerful Sword Cultivator, your physical body is somewhat weaker, so don’t ever brace against treasures..."
Another Supreme remarked.
Upon hearing this, two black lines appeared on the Supreme Seven Kills’ face.
He indeed is a Sword Cultivator.
The assassination techniques of the Sect of Seven Kills originate from his swordsmanship.
The physical strength of Sword Cultivators has always been not extremely strong.
This is a widely acknowledged fact.
But the Supreme Seven Kills didn’t expect that he, a dignified Quasi-Emperor, would get his hand injured by a treasure.
"Supreme Seven Kills, you... don’t bring disgrace to our Valley of Sky Burial’s prestige!"
On the first mountaintop, the Red Dust Supreme sat emaciatedly on a huge stone, still with eyes slightly closed, speaking softly.
"I understand!"
The Supreme Seven Kills responded solemnly, drawing a sword.
This sword was also a Seven Kills Sword.
However, even more powerful than the Sect Guardian Treasure of the Sect of Seven Kills.
This is a Divine Sword infinitely close to Half-step Super God Level.
As for the sword in the Sect of Seven Kills, it was once used by the Supreme Seven Kills, later gifted to the first generation disciple of the Sect of Seven Kills as a Sect Guardian Treasure.
The black mist surged.
Holding the Seven Kills Sword, the Supreme Seven Kills’ expression turned icy.
"Heh, how many years has it been since I’ve fought..."
He laughed at himself.
The next moment, the body of the Supreme Seven Kills began to become transparent and illusory.
Among the six Supremes present, only the Red Dust Supreme knew the position of the Supreme Seven Kills within the black mist.
While the other five Supremes couldn’t detect him in the short term.
This doesn’t mean the Supreme Seven Kills is stronger than the other Supremes.
Ranked seventh, even in terms of real strength, this ranking holds true.
Each Supreme possesses unfathomable depths, their power beyond imagination.
The Supreme Seven Kills, lurking in the black mist.
In an instant, arrived near the void.
The Imitation Mirror looked around angrily, declaring: "The old thing who ambushed me, I know you’re coming, there’s no hiding, it’s useless!"
Without warning.
A chilling sword light, brimming with overwhelming killing intent, suddenly pierced the Imitation Mirror.