Ten Thousand Swords Pass

Su Mo looked at all the Peach Mountain disciples atop the Pass City, took a deep breath, and pulled a stack of Talisman Paper from his robes.

He sent all the talismans fluttering into everyone's hands.

Each talisman held Su Mo's Power of Law, shining with the majestic intent of the Great Dao.

"This talisman holds a strike of Sword Qi I condensed. When you encounter an enemy you cannot match, you can release it."

Su Mo fell silent for a while, then pulled another stack of talismans from his robes and handed them out to everyone.

"This talisman holds a thread of my Power of Law. If you encounter danger, activate it, and its Power of Law will teleport you back to Peach Blossom Pass," Su Mo said in a low voice.

These talismans were things he had continually refined over the past year, all for this day.

Everyone looked at the talismans in their hands, then turned to look at Su Mo in his flowing white robes, ripples stirring in their hearts.

How much painstaking effort must Su Mo have spent to refine so many talismans...

The Peach Mountain disciples looked at the two talismans in their hands and gripped them tightly.

Everyone remained silent, yet a certain irreplaceable sense of belonging took root in their hearts.

The Book Sage looked at the two talismans clenched in each Peach Mountain disciple's hands and sighed softly.

"Let's go. Follow me to Ten Thousand Swords Pass!" Su Mo glanced at everyone and spoke in a low voice.

Streaks of golden light lit up atop the Pass City and shot into the sky. Everyone except the Book Sage vanished from where they stood.

And at that moment, the Brush of All Living Beings finally finished drawing the great formation it had