On the floating platform, several family heads' expressions changed drastically. Ye Chenyun forgot to turn the spirit pearl in his hand, Chu Lie's thick brows knitted tightly together, Su Wanqing's smile froze on her face, and Murong Xu's narrow eyes instantly narrowed as he abruptly sat upright.
True Person Yuanji's hand holding the teacup paused slightly. After a brief moment of thought, the smile in his ever-smiling eyes deepened.
Below the platform, the crowd erupted.
Someone who had no idea what was happening could not help asking the person beside them in a low voice, "Sword Tomb? What Sword Tomb?"
The person beside him stared at him with widened eyes, his voice rising in pitch. "You don't know about the Sword Tomb?! It's where the natal swords of generations of Profound Heaven Sect disciples rest! Every sword carries a sword cultivator's lifelong study and refinement—it's the lifeblood of the Profound Heaven Sect!"
"Then... can outsiders enter?"
"What nonsense! Of course not! It's a forbidden ground among forbidden grounds!" The man lowered his voice, his face filled with disbelief. "I heard that even within the Profound Heaven Sect, not just anyone can set foot there as they please!"
"Let alone an outsider..."
Yet at this moment, that outsider stood there, making this outrageously audacious request of the Profound Heaven Sect's sect master.
Chu Shihan turned his head directly toward him, surprise appearing on his face.
He wanted to challenge the Sword Tomb?
Shen Yuxi did not turn around, but he was just as astonished. Damn! That's incredible! As expected of Senior Brother Jing—he really dared to ask!
Outsiders did not understand, but as direct disciples of the Profound Heaven Sect and sword cultivators themselves, the two of them knew better than anyone what the Sword Tomb represented. No, within the Profound