The silver-robed young man let out a scream. But before long, a mass of silver runes surfaced across his body and transformed into a thick Silver Light Screen, shielding him within.
He was equivalent to a Body Integration Cultivator. As a Sword Spirit who had taken human form, he could control flying swords to attack his enemies. But trapped in the Exquisite Palace, there was nothing he could do to Shi Yue.
Nearby, a White Bone Sword shook incessantly, letting out a series of piercing shrieks as it struggled to break free.
A Five-Colored Giant Hand held the White Bone Sword firmly in place, while a Seven-Colored Light Screen enveloped it. It had no chance of escaping.
Shi Yue knew full well that subduing a Sword Spirit would not be easy. Fortunately, they were inside the Exquisite Palace, and he had all the time in the world.
Outside the Myriad Sword Tomb, a magnificent Red Palace stood atop a high peak. Xiaoyaozi lounged in a grand chair, looking pleased with himself, while Qu Feiyan and Murong Xiaoxiao chatted over tea.
Just then, Xiaoyaozi's eyes snapped open, and he shot into the air.
Qu Feiyan and Murong Xiaoxiao were startled. They hurried after him.
More than a hundred streaks of light appeared on the distant horizon, racing toward them.
"Someone's coming." Xiaoyaozi narrowed his eyes, his expression grave.
His divine sense had detected five Body Integration Cultivators approaching, along with many other high-ranking cultivators.
Before long, five streaks of light—green, red, blue, yellow, and gold—came to a halt. As the light faded, five Body Integration Cultivators appeared, each dressed in a robe of a different color. Their expressions were calm.
"The Myriad Sword Five Sons! What brings you five fellow Daoists here?" Xiaoyaozi asked coolly.
The Myriad Sword Five Sons were