The ripples in the void slowly subsided. Liu Ruyan held Xuanyuan Che as they drifted gracefully out of the spatial passage, arriving above a primordial mountain range thousands of miles away from Heavenly Sound Valley.
The mountains below lay crouched like dragons, suffused with vast, desolate Sword Qi. In the distant sky, an enormous rift seemed to have been cleaved open by the strike of a peerless Sword Immortal. That was Burial Sword Rift Valley, where the entrance to the Ancient Sword Tomb lay.
"There, that's the place." Liu Ruyan released Xuanyuan Che and pointed toward the distant rift with a slender finger. Excitement tinged her lovely face red, adding several shades of charm. "Every opening of the Sword Tomb causes quite a commotion. Judging by the way this Sword Qi is surging, it will emerge in two days at most."
As she spoke, she hugged that section of Nine Marvels Immortal Music Bamboo as though she could not bear to part with it. Seven-colored immortal radiance flowed across the bamboo, intertwining and resonating with the Dao charm around her body. Clearly, she had benefited enormously.
Xuanyuan Che stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on Burial Sword Rift Valley.
There, an ancient secret realm formed from countless broken swords and ruined steles was slowly reviving amid the interweaving of earth veins and sword intent. Its gate was on the verge of opening, stirring the Sword Dao Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth into a violent surge.
Its scale and grandeur were far beyond any secret realm in the Lower Realm, for it touched upon a trace of... the realm of the Immortal Dao.
"It does have some appeal." Xuanyuan Che nodded slightly. He could sense that the Sword Tomb held not only the inheritances left behind