The Dao Platform and the Black Umbrella

Night was as black as ink, and blood mist filled the air.

Wei Yun gazed at the thirty-six bronze lotus platforms in the valley, reverence on his face. "According to what has been passed down by the forebears of my Wei Family, this sealing forbidden formation was personally laid down tens of thousands of years ago by the Xuan Jun Sword Master, whose might shook the heavens. Its power was so terrifying that it could easily slaughter emperors!"

Xuan Jun Sword Master!

At that title, all those old monsters revealed astonishment.

Even evil path overlords like the Heaven Slaughtering Ghost Monk and the one-armed old demon, whose cultivation was the strongest, could not help but be moved.

He was a mythical figure who could be called supreme, one enough to make even emperors lower their brows!

"Xuan Jun Sword Master?"

Cui Jingyan's beautiful eyes lit up.

He was the peerless legend her Old Ancestor revered most, a terrifying existence who stood like a sovereign upon the Imperial Path.

The Old Blind Man's feelings were complicated.

He could not help glancing at Su Yi beside him.

In the past, if Su Yi had not been too young, he would almost have suspected that this blue-robed youth before him was the Xuan Jun Sword Master!

Only Su Yi seemed utterly unconcerned. He stood there with his hands behind his back, silent.

"Could it be that the Xuan Jun Sword Master set up this forbidden formation here to seal his treasures within?"

The Azure Sky Water Lord's eyes blazed with fervor.

Just think of it—treasures left behind by the Xuan Jun Sword Master, who had once suppressed the heavens with his sword. How rare and powerful would they be?

"It may be treasures, or it may be something else. But regardless, to us,