The Ximen Family's Plans
Shi Yue froze for a moment. Once he calmed down, he gave an awkward smile. "Looks like it's time. Stay here for now. I'll go out and set up the formations for you."
With a thought, Shi Yue left Palm Heaven Space. He went to the main hall, where he saw Xiaoyaozi.
"You're out of seclusion? What, have you mastered the Sword Domain completely?" Xiaoyaozi asked nervously.
Shi Yue smiled faintly and formed a spell seal. The void trembled and twisted. Amid a chorus of sword cries, countless flying swords of all shapes appeared out of thin air, floating in midair—more than a million of them.
Xiaoyaozi sucked in a sharp breath at the sight, his surprise mingled with delight.
"Not bad. Its power has indeed increased considerably," Xiaoyaozi praised.
The swords rang together, their light streaking like rainbows. More than a million flying swords hung in the air, emitting a succession of clear cries. They seemed almost alive, giving off a powerful sense of oppression.
Each flying sword seemed to be its own independent being. Some shook incessantly, while others let out one ringing cry after another.
Shi Yue formed a sword seal, and the million-plus flying swords instantly dissolved into specks of spiritual light and vanished, as though they had never appeared.
"Not bad. You control it as you please, and summon or dismiss it at will. Now that is a true Sword Domain," Xiaoyaozi praised, his face full of delight.
"By the way, how is the Green Mulberry Demon Slaying Sword? The Ximen Family contacts Qu Sidao every few days to ask about you. I'm sick of it," Xiaoyaozi complained.
The Green Mulberry Demon Slaying Sword was the Ximen Family's treasured heirloom. They had lost this Heavy Treasure, and their Mahayana cultivators had