Heaven Tier Inheritance

Half a stick of incense passed in the blink of an eye.

The cultivators at the valley entrance were still racking their brains.

Cold sweat covered some foreheads, while blood trickled from the corners of others' mouths as they suffered backlash from the Sword Intent.

Even Liu Muwan, who had previously drawn out two Sword Lights, sat frowning where she was, seemingly digesting the insights within the inheritance.

As for Bai Ye, he sat cross-legged on a bluestone in the corner, his eyes slightly lowered as faint golden radiance invisible to outsiders swirled around him.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, Ten Thousand Times Comprehension was operating with terrifying efficiency.

Every wisp of Sword Intent filling the valley, every trace of Dao Rhyme left behind by the sword marks on the cliff walls, and even the trajectories of those miniature illusory flying swords in the mist were being dismantled, analyzed, and fused!

They transformed into the purest sword cultivation insights and surged into his mind like a rising tide!

At first, those Sword Intents seemed to carry the sharpness and pride of Ancient Sword Cultivators, wild and untamable.

Yet before Ten Thousand Times Comprehension, they were like fierce beasts that had been tamed, gradually becoming docile.

After just three breaths, he had completely grasped the basic framework of the Sword Intent!

Ten breaths later, he could already produce a faint resonance with the Sword Intent in the valley!

As the half-stick-of-incense period neared its end, his Sea of Consciousness suddenly let out a "buzz," as though an invisible barrier had been shattered completely!

"It worked!"

Bai Ye abruptly opened his eyes. Two dazzling sword shadows flashed within them before he slowly rose to his feet.

The next moment.

Boom—!

A deafening roar suddenly thundered through Sword Intent Valley!

The sound did not resemble an eruption of Spiritual Energy. Instead, it was like an Ancient Sword Mound collapsing, carrying a tremor that pierced the soul!

The mist at the valley entrance instantly scattered, while the sword marks on the cliff walls lit up in unison, radiating dazzling golden light!

Immediately afterward, three Golden Sword Lights even more brilliant and majestic than the ones drawn out earlier by the Ninth Prince and Liu Muwan shot into the sky from the depths of Sword Intent Valley!

The first Sword Light was like a meteor chasing the moon, carrying a bone-chilling sharpness as it shot into Bai Ye's head with a "whoosh"!

The second Sword Light followed close behind. Containing profound Dao Rhyme, it merged into his brow, and the Spiritual Energy around Bai Ye began circulating of its own accord, forming a faint golden shield!

The third Sword Light was the most peculiar. It did not merge directly into his body, but stopped before him instead. Its radiance gradually dimmed, transforming into a three-foot-long sword.

The sword was dark gold, with intricate Ancient Runes carved along its spine. Its hilt was made of black jade, smooth and warm like jade in his hand, yet it clearly contained terrifying power!

The blade trembled lightly beneath the sunlight, drawing the surrounding Spiritual Energy toward it. The faint sound of a sword's cry echoed through the air.

"Th-three Sword Lights! It's the Heaven Tier Inheritance!"

No one knew who reacted first, but a cry of alarm shattered Sword Intent Valley's silence.

"My heavens! The Heaven Tier Inheritance that no one has been able to draw out for a thousand years has actually appeared today!"

"That sword... Look at that sword! Its Spiritual Energy fluctuations are so terrifying. Could it be a Heaven Tier Spirit Weapon?!"

"It definitely is! And judging by its might, it's at least Heaven Tier Mid-Grade! That's a Heaven Tier Spirit Weapon! An Earth Tier Spirit Weapon is no different from scrap metal before it!"

The discussions surged like a tide, and the gazes of nearly a thousand cultivators at the valley entrance all focused on Bai Ye.

There was shock, greed, awe, and jealousy that could not be concealed.

Especially the Ninth Prince of the Skywind Dynasty. As he stared at the Golden Longsword before Bai Ye, his fists clenched until his knuckles turned white, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

Several Inner Disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect were also among the crowd.

They stared at Bai Ye's back with eyes full of envy, yet no matter how they looked, they could not recognize who he was.

At this moment, Bai Ye's face was covered by an extremely thin Disguise Talisman.

This was a Profound Grade Low Talisman Secret Art. It could change not only one's features and skin tone, but even imitate another person's aura. Even relatives who spent every day together would find it nearly impossible to distinguish the user without examining them at close range.

In Bai Ye's hands, the effects of this Talisman Secret Art were even more powerful.

It could be said that no one could recognize Bai Ye in his current state.

"The Heaven Tier Inheritance... It truly didn't disappoint."

Bai Ye felt the two additional golden streams of light in his mind, and the corners of his lips curled into an almost imperceptible arc.

One of those streams was the Heaven Tier Mid-Grade cultivation technique, the Purple Firmament Sword Scripture!

Besides the cultivation method, it also recorded a vast amount of sword cultivation insights, making it countless levels more profound than the Profound Grade Peak cultivation method of the Azure Cloud Sect!

The other was the Heaven Tier Mid-Grade Martial Skill—the Heaven Slaying Sword Style. It was divided into nine forms, each containing Sword Intent capable of rending heaven and earth, with boundless might!

Together with the Heaven Tier Mid-Grade spirit sword named "Purple Firmament" before him, his strength would undoubtedly undergo a qualitative leap!

He took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart before reaching out to grasp the Purple Firmament Sword.

The hilt was slightly cool in his hand, and a stream of pure Sword Intent surged into his body through his palm.

The Sword Intent instantly fused with the Ancient Sword Intent he had just comprehended, making the aura around him several degrees sharper.

This place is no longer safe!

Bai Ye thought to himself.

The Heaven Tier Inheritance was far too conspicuous. Any delay could lead to unforeseen changes, so he had to leave as quickly as possible.

But just as he turned around and prepared to conceal himself in the mist at the valley entrance—

"Fellow Daoist, please wait!"

A voice suddenly rang out. Immediately afterward, five figures shot out from the crowd and surrounded him in a fan-shaped formation.

At the front was a middle-aged Daoist wearing black robes. He had a lean, refined face and three long strands of beard beneath his chin. This was Situ Nan, an elder of the Black Mountain Sect.

A Peak Primordial Core expert!

At his side, the Ninth Prince of the Skywind Dynasty wore a gloomy expression, both hands clasped behind his back, his knuckles pale from exertion.

The remaining three were also at the Late Primordial Core stage. Their auras were deep and vigorous, clearly marking them as core disciples of other factions.

Their positions were cleverly arranged, perfectly blocking every retreat Bai Ye had. Their Spiritual Energy circulated in secret, while the greed in their eyes was completely undisguised.

Bai Ye halted, his eyes narrowing slightly as the air around him seemed to turn cold in an instant.

He could clearly sense faint killing intent clinging to all of them.

Clearly, they had come for the Heaven Tier Inheritance.

"This fellow Daoist, I am Situ Nan of the Black Mountain Sect." Situ Nan spoke first, a hypocritical smile hanging on his face while his gaze kept circling the Purple Firmament Sword. "Congratulations on obtaining the supreme inheritance of Sword Intent Valley. This is truly worthy of celebration."

"Thank you." Bai Ye gave a faint nod, his left hand quietly resting on the hilt. The Spiritual Energy within his body had already reached its peak, ready to strike at any moment.

"You flatter me." Situ Nan stroked his beard. His tone seemed mild, yet carried a probing edge. "This Heaven Tier Inheritance has not appeared in a thousand years since the Azure Spirit Secret Realm opened. For you to comprehend such an inheritance, you must be a dragon among men!"

"I simply wonder which faction you come from. Are you a cultivator of Azure State?"

As he spoke, the others also slowly closed in. Their Spiritual Energy fluctuations grew stronger and stronger, forming an invisible pressure that enveloped Bai Ye.

The Ninth Prince let out a cold laugh, his tone carrying provocation. "Could you be an outsider? If you are, I'm afraid you have no right to hold the Ancient Inheritance of our Azure State, do you?"

Bai Ye looked at the scene before him, the corners of his mouth pulling into a cold arc. "What does it matter whether I'm a cultivator of Azure State? And what does it matter if I'm not?"

"Your words are certainly straightforward." The smile vanished from Situ Nan's face, and killing intent revealed itself in his eyes. "If you are a cultivator of Azure State, perhaps I can spare your life. But if you are an outsider..."

He paused, and his voice suddenly turned cold. "I ask that you hand over the Heaven Tier Inheritance! This Azure Spirit Secret Realm belongs to our Azure State, so its inheritances should also be inherited by the cultivators of Azure State!"

"It's right here." Bai Ye raised his hand and drove the Purple Firmament Sword into the bluestone before him. The blade sank three inches into the stone with a crisp "clang." "If you have the nerve, come take it."

"Good! You've got some backbone!" A ruthless glint flashed through Situ Nan's eyes. "Since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, don't blame this old man for being impolite!"

Before his voice had even faded, a vast pressure of Spiritual Energy erupted from his body!

The aura of a Peak Primordial Core expert swept out like a tsunami. The cultivators at the valley entrance retreated one after another, terror appearing on their faces!

Peak Primordial Core experts were already among the top combatants in Azure State!

Situ Nan's figure flashed, and he shot toward Bai Ye like a ghost. His right hand formed a palm, carrying a howl that tore through the air as it struck directly toward Bai Ye's chest!

This palm contained his lifetime of cultivation. Before the palm wind even arrived, it had already sent Bai Ye's robes snapping wildly. Clearly, he intended to kill his enemy with a single strike!