They walked and stopped along the way, while fellow disciples all around them continuously tried to make contact with the swords.
Some succeeded, while others failed.
Lu Nan even saw a Middle-aged Man turn into a cloud of blood mist in an instant, his life ending and Dao vanishing.
The culprit was a white longsword before the man, radiating a piercing chill.
Lu Nan had encountered that Middle-aged Man before.
He was a Foundation Establishment cultivator and treated others kindly.
Lu Nan had heard that he had only earned the qualification to enter the Sword Tomb because of his immense contributions to the sect.
Who could have known that he would remain in the Sword Tomb forever?
As streaks of light disappeared one after another, Lu Nan began making his way toward the inner area.
The swords in the outer area still felt lacking to him, in the end.
Glancing toward the central region, Lu Nan flashed forward and shot toward the inner area.
Before long, he saw an enormous Azure Light Barrier stretched across his path.
He instinctively stopped before the barrier and peered through the azure light.
The land within was likewise covered in earthen slopes, though there were also quite a few hills.
Longswords were embedded in, lying across, or floating above the slopes, while numerous swords could also be found atop the hills.
Moreover, in Lu Nan's perception, the quality of the swords on the hills was clearly far greater than those on the slopes.
"The swords on the slopes inside the barrier should be magic treasures, while those on the hills should have reached the level of Spirit Artifacts."
As he murmured, Lu Nan looked at the barrier, his gaze flickering.
If his guess was correct, the area within the barrier was the true Sword