Surrounded and Attacked

"I see..."

Zhang Xuance fell silent.

His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, his fingernails dug into his palms, and blood dripped continuously into the boundless void beneath his feet.

He lowered his head, but the image of Zhang Xuntong appeared in his mind.

On that day, he and Zhang Xuntong left their Lineage and embarked on a journey of training.

The two walked side by side through the mountains and forests, Zhang Xuntong carrying a long sword on his back, his face bearing a carefree smile and an expectation for the future.

They were all full of confidence in the future.

"Fourth Brother, when do you think we'll be able to become unparalleled powerhouses?"

"Peerless expert?"

Zhang Xuntong merely chuckled, hooked his arm around his neck, and said:

"It's still a long way off, but as long as we keep going, one day we'll be able to stand at the pinnacle of the heavens."

"With my talent, I'll definitely be better than you, Fourth Brother, in the future."

"You?"

Zhang Xuntong felt no displeasure whatsoever, and replied with a teasing tone:

"That's not necessarily true. Fourth Brother won't admit defeat to you."

Scenes flashed through Zhang Xuance's mind like a revolving lantern.

Together they hunted Demon Beast, ventured into the Secret Realm, and endured countless life-or-death trials.

But now...

Zhang Xuntong was captured by the Devil Race Sword Emperor, and his fate is unknown!

After a long silence, Zhang Xuance slowly raised his head.

He asked in a hoarse voice:

"Master, my cousin... what are his chances of not being corrupted by demonic thoughts? What are his chances of surviving?"

The Heaven-Burying Sword Emperor looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

He could have offered a few words of comfort.

But he was unwilling to deceive the young man before him who was suffering the devastating news of his loved ones' deaths.

"That depends on your cousin's own willpower and the strength of his swordsmanship..."

"But in any case..."

His chances of survival are almost zero.

That was the Devil Race Sword Emperor! No matter how outstanding Zhang Xuntong was, he was only at the Foundation Establishment or Golden Core stage. So what?

Boom!

These words struck Zhang Xuance like a thunderbolt.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He said slowly:

"I understand, Master."

The voice was calm.

But his tone was full of confidence in Zhang Xuntong.

Fourth Brother's swordsmanship is the most steadfast he has ever seen in his life!

There's no way something could have happened to him!

Absolutely impossible!

Zhang Xuance looked up into the depths of the void!

Fourth Brother, wait for me!

Ahead, the Heaven-Burying Sword Emperor looked at Zhang Xuance's expression but didn't say much.

He didn't continue the topic, and instead said:

"Xuan Ce, you have now comprehended the Heaven-Burying Sword Intent, and you also possess a wisp of imperial essence left behind by me."

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, you will definitely reach the Void Refinement within a hundred years!"

"However, after you leave the Inheritance Main Hall, do not immediately break through to the Nascent Soul."

"Your cultivation has improved too quickly over the years; you need to solidify your foundation."

It will take at least two or three years to completely digest this emperor's legacy and solidify one's own foundation before one can break through to the Nascent Soul Nascent Soul.

Zhang Xuance nodded solemnly:

"Master, I understand."

"Okay, go ahead."

The Heaven-Burying Sword Emperor raised his hand and waved it, causing the scene to become illusory.

Immediately afterwards, the entire inheritance Main Hall began to shake violently, and countless golden sword lights converged from all directions, enveloping Zhang Xuance's figure.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the Main Hall of Inheritance.

Sky Scar Sword Mountain.

Deep within the Bare Rock Sword Ridge.

Twenty-seven figures were hidden among the rocks.

Some sat cross-legged, some used secret techniques to conceal their aura, and some set up layers of killing formations.

These people ranged in strength, from the weakest being at the Golden Core Mid Stage to the strongest reaching the Golden Core Peak.

These people have been lying in wait here for years, their purpose being to wait for someone to return from above the Cloud Line!

Although the probability is infinitely close to zero, as long as it is not truly zero, there is hope!

They have the potential to take off!

Just then, a crack appeared in the Cloud Line in the sky, and a figure in white flew out from the spatial rift.

It was Zhang Xuance.

"Someone's coming out!"

A Golden Core cultivator suddenly stood up and exclaimed in surprise.

Haha! Look!

It's those two little brats! They really did come out of the Desperate Land!

"Damn it! Heaven is so unfair!"

One of them had a ferocious expression and roared in a low voice:

"Since the Silent Void True Lord emerged from the Forbidden Zone decades ago, how many powerful figures have ascended to the Cloud Line?"

Among them were even Nascent Soul True Lord, but in the end, they all disappeared without a trace!

I never expected that a Foundation Establishment Late Stage and a Golden Core Realm stage cultivator would actually survive!

Grass!"

One of the middle-aged men, dressed in a gray robe, frowned slightly. "Wait!"

Only one came out!

"That Foundation Establishment Late Stage brat didn't come out; he must have died on the Cloud Line!"

"Hahaha! Damn it, I knew it! Why should a Foundation Establishment be able to make it out here!"

That's more like it."

"Hmph! Since this kid survived, he must have received the inheritance!"

"Kill him, and the inheritance will be ours!"

As the voice fell, twenty-seven Golden Core cultivators appeared simultaneously.

"Kill!"

Boom boom boom!

Twenty-seven golden core auras erupted with a roar, and in an instant, the depths of the Bare Rock Sword Ridge were enveloped by terrifying spiritual power.

A massive crimson array rose from the ground, locking onto Zhang Xuance!

Immediately afterwards, blades, Sword Qi, flames, ice spikes, and lightning rained down from all directions.

Sensing the murderous intent surrounding murderous intent, Zhang Xuance stood still, his eyes icy cold.

My cousin was kidnapped by the Demon Emperor, and his fate is unknown.

At this moment, he was already burning with immense anger.

Now, these people are actually coming to us of their own accord.

Hahaha... Hahahaha...

Since you're courting death... then I'll grant your wish!

Clang!

A terrifying Sword Intent surged forth from his body.

A blood-black Sword Intent swept across a radius of ten miles!

Although they were both at the Golden Core Peak, the aura emanating from him at this moment caused all the Golden Core cultivators to tremble with shock.

Bang bang bang!

Wherever the Sword Intent passed, countless Law Techniques were forcibly cleaved in two.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xuance took a step forward, and the Heaven-Burying Sword he was holding was suddenly drawn from its sheath.