Fang Xiao closed his eyes and steadied his mind. What he had sensed through the Primordial Sword Body before entering was nowhere near as awe-inspiring as what he now saw before him.
He had not forgotten why he had come. Once his emotions settled, he began moving forward in search of the Sword Fiend he needed.
He had originally intended to gather up the swords along the way, but the Sword Mound seemed to contain some special arrangement. Ownerless swords that entered this place would be restricted and bound; restricted swords would in turn become part of this binding mechanism. Without a special method of retrieving swords, one would need cultivation powerful enough to contend against every sword in the entire Sword Mound to take one away.
The flying sword he had used to probe the Sword Mound from outside had not escaped either. Of course, so long as he did not take it out of his Storage Bag, it would not be caught.
Though Fang Xiao could no longer take the swords away, by experimenting with the effects of his Primordial Sword Body, he found that he could control a certain number of swords within the Sword Mound to fend off enemies at an extremely small cost.
The highest cultivation in the Inner Sect was only at the False Core stage. Even if someone condensed a Golden Core, so long as he was within this Sword Mound, he would stand invincible. The Sword Fiend was surely already in his pocket.
Fang Xiao recalled what his Master had told him: at the center of the Sword Mound stood a Sword Stele a thousand zhang tall, and the Sword Fiend was nurtured nearby. It should not be difficult to find.
It did not take long for Fang Xiao to reach the