A peculiar fluctuation suddenly spread throughout Sword-Worshipping City. As though answering a summons, every sword in the city trembled and hummed incessantly.
"What's going on?"
"My sword is out of control!"
"Mine too! I've refined this flying sword for decades, wielding it as naturally as my own arm, yet now it won't obey me?!"
At the Sword-Seizing Tournament, the ringing of swords soared into the heavens.
Chu Kuangren, who had been about to leave, also sensed the fluctuation. Or rather, he had already detected it earlier.
But now it was even stronger!
Even the Kunwu Saint Sword in the sword case within his body was trembling.
Chu Kuangren took out the Kunwu Saint Sword and brushed his fingertips over its blade to soothe it. Only after a good while did the Saint Sword gradually settle down.
The other sword cultivators' swords were another matter.
The fluctuation in the distance grew increasingly intense. Countless swords broke free of their owners' control, flying out of their own accord and circling high in the sky.
The sight left the sword cultivators present at a loss.
The Feng Family members looked into the distance, their expressions changing drastically on the spot.
"That's in the direction of Skyfire Valley!!"
"Damn it, it's the Sword Soul! Something's happened to the Sword Soul!"
In a distant valley.
A dazzling beam of sword light shot into the sky!
Within the light, a translucent longsword appeared, as dreamlike as crystal, then abruptly streaked toward the Sword-Seizing Tournament.
Figures chased frantically after the Crystal Long Sword. The three at their head radiated immensely powerful auras.
"The Sword Soul is heading toward the Sword-Seizing Tournament!"
"Damn it! I never thought this Sword Soul would be powerful enough to tear through the formation we laid down. This is trouble."
"Hmph, no matter