After advancing through the cave for about a quarter of an hour, the group came upon a spacious stone chamber ahead.
The stone chamber was enormous, spanning several thousand zhang in every direction. More than a hundred dark, bottomless stone tunnels lined its walls, leading who knew where.
At the center of the chamber, a translucent treasure sword floated in midair.
Its hilt pointed upward and its tip downward, and it was more than five zhang long.
Even before entering the stone chamber, they could feel the sword's might radiating from it—sharp and vast, majestic and frigid.
Everyone had a basic understanding of the Myriad Dao Sword Tomb, so they had all come prepared. They filed inside and entered the spacious stone chamber.
In an instant, the transparent greatsword in the chamber erupted with incomparably dazzling Sword Light, so bright it nearly blinded them.
Then, the brilliant Sword Light transformed into thousands of sharp swords that stabbed toward the crowd.
These illusory swords formed from Sword Light seemed to each have their own target, and their power varied as well.
"Again with this kind of attack?" Su Mo narrowed his eyes as he saw a sharp sword once more rushing at him to kill him.
The sword seemed to have locked onto his aura and attacked only him, without affecting anyone else.
Naturally, everyone else was also attacked by a sharp sword of their own.
In an instant, light flared everywhere. Almost everyone made a move, and Su Mo did not slacken either, slashing out a streak of flaming Sword Qi.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions rang out without end. Large numbers of illusory swords were shattered, turning into formless currents of air and vanishing without a trace.
Su Mo easily shattered the illusory sword attacking him.
Aah! Aah! Aah!
Miserable