Zhang Yang's True Reserves

In the space of a thought, Zhang Yang was seated on the throne of the Sword Immortal Grand Hall, his expression relaxed and his gaze at ease, as though he had already been sitting there for a hundred thousand years.

On either side of the throne stood Sword Heart Child, Sword Intent Child, Fortune Child, and Divine Seal Child, solemn and upright, as though nothing had ever changed.

When Zhang Yang spat out a stone stele—the very stele that had borne the weight of Sword Dao Law 4.0—the entire Sword Immortal Grand Hall instantly came alive. Above their heads was a heaven-shaking vortex formed from 9,990,000 rainbows, while the surrounding rivers of sword qi also awoke from their frozen state, surging and roaring.

Sword Heart Child shouted, merged with the immortal sword behind him, and transformed into a key that he inserted into one location in the Sword Immortal Grand Hall.

Sword Intent Child, Fortune Child, and Divine Seal Child followed in quick succession.

The four children were four keys, the greatest barrier to completely unlocking the secrets of the Sword Immortal Grand Hall.

Only then did Zhang Yang rise from the throne and look down in every direction, nodding in satisfaction. The Sword Immortal Grand Hall had completely vanished, transformed into endless rosy light in the sky and endless sword qi on the ground. There were towering peaks in the north, a massive cauldron in the south, a stone stele in the west, and a divine seal in the east. This was actually an independent world-plane stretching for who knew how many tens of thousands of miles.

Within this world-plane, there were no living creatures at all. There was only an incomparably massive black ship—the Boat of Death, which had already advanced to the fifth stage.

Several thousand years