Pure Yang Sword Palace

Yi Yun took out a set of clothes from his Space Ring and put them on. Then, with lightning speed, he flew towards the Immortal Palace.

This sword-shaped mountain didn't look very high, but when Yi Yun actually started climbing it, he felt as if the mountain had some kind of magic, making the distance of the climb seem to be stretched out. It took him a full hour to climb to the top.

At the summit, the mountain wind howled. Yi Yun looked down upon the land and felt that everything he saw was shrouded in a layer of hazy dust, shrouded in a heavy, gloomy atmosphere.

At the entrance, the bronze gate is now sealed, and this world is once again isolated from the outside world.

A fragment of a world, its origin unknown, contained power far exceeding the capabilities of the Tai'a Divine Kingdom. Now, only this Immortal Palace remains intact; everything else has vanished.

Yi Yun turned around and looked up at the celestial Immortal Palace.

The shape of this Immortal Palace is also like a divine sword, piercing straight into the clouds.

Around the Immortal Palace are four thick pillars, covered with various reliefs.

Yi Yun silently walked to the pillar and looked at the relief.

The reliefs, when connected, form a whole, and the scenes depicted within them startled Yi Yun.

He saw a divine dragon chained up, a human Great Emperor who could command the wind and rain suppressed, and an unparalleled powerhouse shatter the world.

Among these are grand battles, where the two sides appear to be two different races: one riding ancient beasts, and the other wielding powerful magical artifacts.

"Could the falling of these world fragments be related to the great battle depicted on the relief...?"

Yi Yun carefully examined each picture and was captivated by its grand scale. It was hard to imagine just how vast this world truly was.

The world I see now is probably just a drop in the ocean.

Even the sages of the Tai'a Divine Kingdom, how much of this world could they possibly perceive?

After passing the massive pillar, Yi Yun arrived at the Immortal Palace. Looking up, he saw a golden plaque above the Immortal Palace. The characters on the plaque seemed to have been erased by someone, leaving only a few broken strokes that exuded a sharp aura.

As Yi Yun approached the Immortal Palace, he felt an indescribable sense of oppression, a feeling that came not only from his physical body but also from his mental state.

It seemed that an invisible force was suppressing the flow of energy throughout Yi Yun's body, suppressing all his life activities.

His heart, breathing, blood flow, and even his thoughts slowed down.

A black stone sculpture stands more than a hundred feet in front of the gate of the Immortal Palace, the statue being ten feet tall. It is carved to depict a tall and majestic middle-aged man, whose face is covered with black and red scales, whose eyes are as deep as stars, and who carries a Longsword on his back.

Although it was just a sculpture, it exuded an ancient, savage aura and the oppressive aura of an unparalleled powerhouse, spreading in all directions and reaching the heavens, causing Yi Yun to be greatly shaken.

Behind this sculpture is a broken black stone tablet. The inscription on the tablet seems to have been carved with a sword. Each character is vigorous and powerful, unrestrained and sharp, as if the force is penetrating the stone tablet.

As Yi Yun looked at the words, he seemed to see a figure holding a sword and writing in mid-air.

Was this stone tablet carved by the middle-aged man depicted in the sculpture?

Yi Yun looked at the text on the stone tablet. The writing style was somewhat different from that of the present, but Yi Yun had read ancient classics such as the Tai'a Sacred Law and the Myriad Beast Catalog, so he could understand it.

The inscription on the stone tablet reads, "I erect this Seven Kill Stone Tablet to clarify my will! When the Heavenly Dao collapses and the universe ceases to exist, I will be the master of Heaven and Earth, controlling life and death, annihilating reincarnation, taking the souls of all living beings to forge my Longsword, spilling my undying blood, and slaughtering all demons! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

There were seven "kill" characters in total, each one more shocking than the last!

Seven Kill Stone Tablet!

Yi Yun took a deep breath. Just reading those few lines, he felt an overwhelming killing intent, as if the person harbored boundless hatred and wanted to destroy the heavens.

"Who on earth is this person, actually writing on a stone tablet that when the Heavenly Dao collapses and the universe ceases to exist, he will become Heaven and Earth, and control the cycle of life and death... This aura..."

Yi Yun secretly clicked his tongue in amazement; the person who erected this monument was truly remarkable.

Yi Yun looked up at the top of the stone tablet. The stone tablet was three zhang thick, but the top had been cut off by a sword, leaving an extremely flat cut surface.

When Yi Yun walked behind the stone tablet, he was even more shocked. The sword that had sliced off the stone tablet was still extending backward, leaving a long black trench in the ground, which was getting deeper and wider.

Looking down into the ravine, Yi Yun was even more shocked.

It turns out that this sword strike extended all the way to the back of the sword mountain, slashing vertically down along the mountainside.

A mountain peak thousands of feet high was cleaved with a clean gash, the gap extending into the earth. On that desolate and ancient land, the sword's force split a straight canyon, its depths unfathomable, stretching to the horizon. Along the way, a great river was cut in half, and a forest was cleaved in two.

Yi Yun stared in silence for a long time, as if this broken world had been split in two by this sword. What power this was!

Could it be that the person who carved the inscription on this stone tablet, after writing it, due to hatred and resentment in their heart, swung their sword and left such a world-shaking sword mark?

When I become the ruler of heaven and earth, I will slaughter all evil spirits...

Who is the demon? Did the person who left this sword mark fail in that great battle?

Looking at the sword mark, Yi Yun vaguely sensed that besides the terrifying killing intent, there was also an aura of annihilation within it.

After staring for a while, Yi Yun felt pain in his eyes, and even his skin felt stinging. His muscles involuntarily tensed up.

The longer he looked at it, the more obvious the Sword Intent within the sword mark became, making Yi Yun stand still, not daring to move. His breathing became heavier and heavier, as if facing a life-or-death enemy, as if this sword was about to transcend time and space and strike him on the top of his head.

Millions of years have passed, yet such Sword Intent still exists within these sword marks!

Yi Yun circulated his Pure Yang Energy, which relieved the feeling.

"Even after all this time, it still possesses such power. If it were back then, the power of this sword strike could probably have cleaved the entire Divine Wilderness in two..."

Yi Yun sighed. If he could go back millions of years and look at this sword mark again, the Sword Intent left behind in the mark alone would be unbearable for him. The remaining Sword Qi would have been enough to kill him.

Yi Yun took a deep breath; this level of existence was beyond his comprehension.

He turned and walked away from the sword mark, heading towards the gate of the Immortal Palace.

The ancient gate was unadorned. Yi Yun approached it step by step. The closer he got to the gate, the more he felt a sharp, piercing Sword Qi, as if it would cut his body in two.

He held his breath and walked with difficulty to the door.

Before Yi Yun could even reach out to push the door open, a streak of light flashed past and sucked Yi Yun inside. In a flash, Yi Yun was already inside the Immortal Palace.

The main hall was dimly lit, and the floor was paved with black, unidentified rocks. The first thing that caught Yi Yun's eye was a sword stuck diagonally in the ground!

This sword has an old-fashioned guard, a rusty blade, and a distinct crack on its body.

"It's broken?"

Yi Yun sighed inwardly. This must be an unparalleled sword, but alas... the blade is broken, its spiritual essence greatly diminished, and after such a long period of time, it is probably already extremely fragile!

Yi Yun silently walked over and slowly reached out to grasp the sword hilt.

Just then, Yi Yun suddenly saw a Black Shadow standing not far in front of him. Startled, he leaped backward and drew his Thousand Army Saber at the same time!

Upon closer inspection, the Black Shadow, swaying, was not a solid object at all, but rather resembled a flickering flame.

It was completely shrouded in a black cloak, except for two bright red eyes, like jewels in the night.

"Who are you..."

Yi Yun originally thought it might be some kind of unknown creature, such as the "demon" mentioned on the Seven Killings Stele.

However, he sensed that the Black Shadow had no intention of killing him.

If there were truly murderous intent, anyone existing in this Immortal Palace could probably easily obliterate him.

"How long has it been...? How can someone still get in..."

The Black Shadow figure spoke in a desolate tone, carrying an indescribable sense of loneliness.

"Senior, are you the guardian of this Immortal Palace?" Yi Yun asked tentatively.

The Black Shadow said, "I am the Sword Spirit... I have accompanied my master in countless battles. Now, my physical body has been destroyed, leaving only a wisp of my soul, slumbering in this Pure Yang Sword Palace to slow down my dissipation. Now, because you have entered, I have awakened, but such a long slumber has left me utterly exhausted..."

The Black Shadow's voice was weak, Yi Yun's heart skipped a beat upon hearing it. "Senior, have you been asleep for tens of millions of years?"

"I can't remember... I've wandered through the starry sky for too long, and fallen into this world. I thought no one could enter this gate, but unexpectedly, you have this opportunity..."

Wandering in the starry sky?

Yes, tens of millions of years is only the time it took for this fragment of the world to fall into the Divine Wasteland. Before that, the fragment of the world had been drifting for an unknown amount of time.

Yi Yun had many questions in his mind. The Black Shadow saw through Yi Yun's thoughts and said, "You don't need to ask about the past. Compared to this world, you're not bad. You have a low-level Pure Yang Body. If you can dominate in this world, it's already quite an achievement. However, that's not enough. What you want to ask is actually useless. You can't enter the inner layer of this Sword Palace unless you comprehend the Sword Intent left by the master in the Sword Palace. Then you might be able to refine this Sword Palace and obtain what the master left behind, but that's far too difficult for you..."

Yi Yun remained silent. He knew in his heart that in the eyes of that Black Shadow Sword Spirit, he was probably just an ordinary boy in the desolate world with extremely good luck, whose aptitude was barely passable, but only barely passable.

Do you really think you can comprehend the Sword Intent within the Sword Palace on your own?

The Black Shadow Sword Spirit clearly held no hope.

To master swordsmanship, one needs exceptional talent, Yi Yun clearly lacks, especially since his weapon is a saber.

Having fallen into this world, this Black Shadow Sword Spirit probably never even considered continuing its master's legacy. (To be continued~^~)