Chapter 1401
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In the next instant, the fierce battles that had raged across the heavens and earth seemed to come to a complete halt.
Everyone turned their eyes to the front. Amidst the billowing dust, dark clouds descended, and the Sword Stone Forest seemed on the verge of suffering a heavenly tribulation, transforming into a netherworld.
Spirit beasts, palaces and warships soaring in mid-air came in an endless stream.
The powerful auras were like deities standing between heaven and earth, exuding even more oppressive force than the majestic sword – mountains within the Sword Stone Forest.
Everyone was utterly shocked.
What a terrifying display of power!
Was it really necessary for the Lingjian Pavilion to go to such lengths just to destroy Lingjian Mountain?
An army of thousands, howling as they advanced.
This was not just the destruction of Lingjian Mountain; it was no less intense than the battles between top – tier forces in the Central Land.
Mu Yeyun’s expression changed as he looked over.
“It’s them!”
Among the vast army, a group of figures stood at the edge of a floating stone platform at the forefront.
The stone platform soared a hundred zhang into the air, and flags fluttered in the wind upon it.
A sword, a sword piercing through the air.
This was the unique symbol of the Lingjian Pavilion, a symbol that Ye Wushuang himself had personally designed in the past.
Yet now, the very force he had founded was coming to kill him.
How absurd!
Mu Yeyun, Rong Siyan, and Shi Wuhen’s gazes fixed on the figures standing at the edge of the stone platform.
There were seven figures at the head.
The auras within these seven people were terrifyingly powerful.
And…
The person in the center, clad in a brocade robe, with long hair tied up, wearing a precious crown and stepping on cloud – flowing boots, exuded an indescribable sense of composure, grandeur, and威压.
“Lu Yixian of the Lingjian Pavilion!”
Mu Yeyun’s tone was heavy as he saw the man in the center.
Lu Yixian, once the leader of the twenty – four Sword Protectors!
“Those three…”
Rong Siyan looked at the three people on Lu Yixian’s left, each with a distinct appearance, and couldn’t help but say, “They are Cui Qianyu, Hua Canyu, and Shen Buxiu!”
These three were also among the twenty – four Sword Protectors in the past.
As for the three on Lu Yixian’s right, judging from their clothing and insignia, they were clearly Sword Protectors of the Lingjian Pavilion, but they were not the old members from the past.
“Seven Sword Protectors…”
Shi Wuhen said coldly, “The Lingjian Pavilion really has put on a grand show.”
Moreover, among the flying spirit beasts and warships on both sides of the seven Sword Protectors, there were also many hall masters of the Lingjian Pavilion.
With such a display, the Lingjian Pavilion was clearly determined to leave them with no way out.
Ye Wushuang looked at those familiar figures.
It wasn’t just these four Sword Protectors.
Among the hall masters, he also saw old acquaintances.
“Zou Yunming… Jiang Yusheng… Ling Yun…”
These three had been hall masters of the Lingjian Pavilion whom he had personally promoted in the past. Now, they stood there, eyeing him menacingly, filled with killing intent.
Today, the swords in his hands would be used to kill those who had once been his subordinates, the people he had once trusted.
At this moment, the mighty army was getting closer and closer to Lingjian Mountain.
On the huge stone platform at the front, Lu Yixian stood with one hand behind his back and the other in front, looking down at the battlefield that stretched for dozens of li. His brows furrowed slightly.
His gaze finally landed on Ye Wushuang and the other three.
“Mountain Master Mu Yeyun… Hall Master Yun Yemu of the Lingjian Pavilion.”
“Mountain Master Rong Siyan… Hall Master Yan Siyu of the Lingjian Pavilion.”
“Mountain Master Shi Wuhen… Hall Master Shi Pingtian of the Lingjian Pavilion.”
Lu Yixian’s voice was gentle, carrying dozens of li and clearly reaching everyone’s ears.
“It seems that this Lingjian Mountain in Qingzhou was indeed founded by those three esteemed elders.”
Lu Yixian himself seemed ethereal and detached, giving people a sense of… self – transcendent nothingness.
“What is this guy talking about?”
“Lingjian Mountain… was founded by the three former elders who defected from the Lingjian Pavilion?”
“Seems so.”
“Surely not…”
The warriors from the four major forces present, as well as those from the Liang Family, and even some of the elders and disciples of Lingjian Mountain, were all shocked.
Many people were unaware of this fact.
At this moment.
Qin Muyu, Li Wenqing, and the others gripped their spiritual weapons tightly, their expressions tense.
Among them, some had only learned the truth in the past few days.
Not far away, Qing Shiyu stood on a green stone that had rolled to the ground, holding a spirit sword and looking towards Ye Wushuang in the distance.
She already knew from Ye Wushuang the relationship between Lingjian Mountain and the Lingjian Pavilion in the Central Land.
But…
She didn’t ask why Ye Wushuang was helping Lingjian Mountain, and he didn’t tell her.
Qing Shiyu knew that Ye Wushuang was hiding too many secrets.
And if he didn’t say, she wouldn’t ask.
She believed that one day, even without asking, Ye Wushuang would tell her everything.
On the ground.
Mu Yeyun looked up at the people standing in the sky and snorted, “Traitors who betrayed the Pavilion Master, standing high and mighty, flaunting your so – called success?”
“Even if you become famous throughout the Central Land and your names are passed down through the ages, the mark of ‘traitor’ will always be branded on your reputations!”
Hearing this, Lu Yixian did not speak. To his right, a man in his thirties, standing with a sword on his back, sneered, “Once proud of the Lingjian Pavilion, now ashamed of it?”
“People have different opinions about who the real traitors are, but history is written by the victors.”
“After exterminating you, the records on the Tianyuan Continent will state: After the passing of Ling Shengtian, the Pavilion Master of the Lingjian Pavilion, the twelve elders fell apart. Three elders coveted the Creation Jade Plate, and the nine elders led by Xu Ziyin eliminated the traitors in the land of Qingzhou!”
Mu Yeyun冷哼ed, “Who are you?”
“Gu Ye, one of the twenty – four Sword Protectors of the Lingjian Pavilion!” The man with the sword on his back said disdainfully.
This Mu Yeyun, whose real name was Yun Yemu, had been a hall master of the Lingjian Pavilion in the past, at the Dongxu Realm, and was still at the Dongxu Realm now—nothing to be taken seriously.
“You…”
Just then, before Mu Yeyun could speak, Ye Wushuang stepped forward in front of him. The long sword in his hand pointed at the Sword Protector Gu Ye.
“What?” Gu Ye looked curiously at this blood – stained youth.
“You will die here today, just like Zhou Shao, the Sword Protector of the Lingjian Pavilion!” With the tip of the sword directly aimed at Gu Ye, Ye Wushuang’s voice was cold and indifferent.
Mu Yeyun, Rong Siyan, and Shi Wuhen beside him clenched their fists in excitement.
With the Pavilion Master here!
Today!
They had nothing to fear!
