Heaven Tier Inheritance

Half an incense stick's time passed quickly.

The cultivators at the valley entrance were still lost in deep thought.

Some had cold sweat beading on their foreheads, others had blood trickling from the corners of their mouths from the backlash of sword intent.

Even Liu Muwan, who had previously stirred two Sword Lights, sat frowning in place, as if digesting the insights from the inheritance.

As for Bai Ye, he sat cross-legged on a blue stone in the corner, eyes lightly closed, a faint golden light shimmering around him, invisible to others.

Within his sea of consciousness, the Ten Thousand Times Comprehension was operating at a terrifying efficiency.

Every strand of sword intent permeating the valley, every trace of Dao resonance left by sword scars on the cliff walls, even the trajectories of the miniature flying sword phantoms in the mist—all were dismantled, analyzed, and fused!

Transformed into the purest sword Dao insights, surging into his mind like a tidal wave!

At first, those sword intents still carried the sharpness and pride of an Ancient Sword Cultivator, wild and untamable.

But before the Ten Thousand Times Comprehension, they were like tamed beasts, gradually growing docile.

In just three breaths, he had grasped the basic framework of sword intent!

After ten breaths, he could already resonate faintly with the sword intent in the valley!

By the time the half incense stick was nearly spent, his sea of consciousness suddenly let out a "hum," as if an invisible barrier had been utterly shattered!

"It's done!"

Bai Ye's eyes snapped open, two brilliant sword shadows flashing within them, and he slowly rose to his feet.

The next moment.

Boom—!

A deafening roar suddenly resounded through Sword Intent Valley!

This sound was not like a burst of Spiritual Energy, but rather like the collapse of an ancient sword tomb, carrying a tremor that pierced the soul!

The mist at the valley entrance was instantly dispersed, and the sword scars on the cliff walls all lit up at once, radiating dazzling golden light!

Then, three Sword Lights—even more brilliant and majestic than those stirred earlier by the Ninth Prince and Liu Muwan—shot up from the depths of Sword Intent Valley!

The first Sword Light was like a meteor chasing the moon, carrying a biting sharpness, and with a "swish," it drilled straight into Bai Ye's head!

The second Sword Light followed closely, imbued with a heavy Dao resonance. As it merged into his brow, the Spiritual Energy around Bai Ye began to circulate on its own, forming a faint golden protective barrier!

The third Sword Light was the most peculiar. Instead of merging directly into his body, it stopped before him, its radiance gradually fading, and condensed into a three-foot-long sword.

The sword's blade was a dark gold, its spine engraved with complex ancient runes. The hilt was made of ink jade, warm and smooth to the touch, yet one could clearly feel the terrifying power contained within!

The blade trembled lightly in the sunlight, drawing the surrounding spiritual energy toward it, and a faint sword hum could be heard.

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

Someone was the first to react, a cry of shock shattering the silence of Sword Intent Valley.

"Heavens! A Heaven Tier Inheritance that hasn't been triggered in a thousand years has actually appeared today!"

"That sword... look at that sword! The spiritual energy fluctuation is so terrifying—could it be a Heaven Tier Spirit Weapon?!"

"It must be! And judging by this aura, at least Heaven Tier Middle Grade! This is a Heaven Tier Spirit Weapon! A Profound Grade Spirit Weapon is nothing but scrap metal before it!"

Voices of discussion surged like a tidal wave. The gazes of nearly a thousand cultivators at the valley entrance all focused sharply on Bai Ye.

Some held shock, some greed, some reverence, and some undisguised jealousy.

Especially the Ninth Prince of the Skywind Dynasty. Staring at the golden sword before Bai Ye, his fists clenched until they turned white, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes.

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

They stared at Bai Ye's back, their eyes full of envy, yet they couldn't recognize who this person was.

Bai Ye's face was currently covered by an extremely thin "Disguise Talisman."

This was a Profound Grade Low Talisman Secret Art. It could not only alter facial features and skin tone but also simulate another person's aura. Even a close family member, without a close-up look, would find it nearly impossible to distinguish.

And in Bai Ye's hands, this talisman art was even more powerful.

In short, no one at this moment could possibly recognize Bai Ye.

"A Heaven Tier Inheritance... it didn't disappoint."

Bai Ye sensed the two golden streams of light newly added to his sea of consciousness, a faint, almost imperceptible smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

One of those streams was the Heaven Tier Middle Grade cultivation method, the Purple Firmament Sword Scripture!

Besides the method, it also contained a vast amount of sword Dao insights, far surpassing the Profound Grade Peak methods of the Azure Cloud Sect by more than one level!

The other was a Heaven Tier Middle Grade Martial Skill—the Heaven Slaying Sword Style, divided into nine forms, each imbued with sword intent that could tear heaven and earth apart, with boundless power!

Coupled with the Heaven Tier Middle Grade spirit sword before him, named "Purple Firmament," his strength was undoubtedly about to undergo a qualitative leap!

He took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement within him, and reached out to grasp the "Purple Firmament Sword."

The hilt was cool to the touch, and a pure sword intent flowed into his body through his palm.

The sword intent instantly merged with the ancient sword intent he had just comprehended, making his entire aura grow sharper.

"This place is not safe to stay long!"

Bai Ye thought to himself.

A Heaven Tier Inheritance was far too conspicuous. The longer he lingered, the more unpredictable things could become. He had to leave at once.

But just as he turned, intending to use the mist at the valley entrance to conceal his form—

"Fellow Daoist, please hold!"

A voice suddenly rang out. In the next instant, five figures shot out from the crowd, fanning out to encircle him.

Leading them was a middle-aged Daoist in a black robe, with a gaunt 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 dark expression, his hands clasped behind his back, his knuckles white from tension.

The remaining three were also at Late Primordial Core, their auras thick and heavy—clearly core disciples of other factions.

Their positioning was clever, sealing off all of Bai Ye's escape routes. Spiritual Energy pulsed subtly within them, and the greed in their eyes was undisguised.

Bai Ye halted mid-step, his eyes narrowing. The air around him seemed to chill instantly.

He could clearly sense the faint, lingering killing intent radiating from each of them.

Obviously, they were after the Heaven Tier Inheritance.

"This fellow Daoist, I am Situ Nan of the Black Mountain Sect." Situ Nan spoke first, a false smile plastered on his face, though his gaze kept circling back to the "Purple Firmament Sword." "Congratulations on obtaining the supreme inheritance of the Sword Intent Valley. Truly a cause for celebration."

"Many thanks." Bai Ye nodded faintly, his left hand quietly resting on the sword hilt. His Spiritual Energy had already been pushed to its limit, ready to strike at any moment.

"Fellow Daoist jests," Situ Nan said, stroking his beard. His tone seemed gentle, but carried a probing edge. "This Heaven Tier Inheritance has not appeared in the Azure Spirit Secret Realm since it opened a thousand years ago. For you to comprehend such a legacy, you must be a dragon among men!"

"But I wonder—which faction does Fellow Daoist hail from? Are you a cultivator of our Azure State?"

As he spoke, the others slowly closed in. The fluctuations of Spiritual Energy grew stronger, forming an invisible pressure that bore down on Bai Ye.

The Ninth Prince let out a cold laugh, his tone laced with provocation: "Fellow Daoist wouldn't happen to be an outsider, would you? If you are, then you're hardly qualified to hold an ancient inheritance of our Azure State."

Bai Ye watched the scene, a cold smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. "If I am an Azure State cultivator, so what? If I'm not, so what?"

"Fellow Daoist speaks bluntly," Situ Nan said, his smile fading as killing intent blazed in his eyes. "If you were an Azure State cultivator, I might still leave you a path to live. But if you're an outsider..."

He paused, his voice turning icy: "Then I must ask Fellow Daoist to hand over the Heaven Tier Inheritance! The Azure Spirit Secret Realm is the secret realm of our Azure State, and the inheritance within it should be claimed by Azure State cultivators!"

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

"Good! Fellow Daoist has some spine!" A flash of ruthlessness crossed Situ Nan's eyes. "Since you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, don't blame me for being impolite!"

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

The aura of a Peak Primordial Core swept out like a tsunami. The cultivators at the valley entrance scrambled backward, terror painted on their faces!

Peak Primordial Core—this was already among the top-tier combat power in Azure State!

In a flash, Situ Nan's figure blurred, darting toward Bai Ye like a phantom. His right hand formed a palm strike, tearing through the air with a howling gust, aimed straight at Bai Ye's chest!

This strike condensed his lifelong cultivation. Even before the palm wind arrived, it had set Bai Ye's robes flapping noisily. Clearly, he intended to kill with a single blow!