Wang Teng stood up.
The meteorite beneath his feet trembled slightly and shattered into powder. He stepped into the void and walked step by step into the distance.
"It seems that this era has truly produced one... who doesn't play by the rules."
His tone remained calm, but the light deep within his pupils was a few degrees brighter than before.
"He has quite a few secrets..."
"Interesting."
"It's worth the trip for me."
He took a step forward, his figure disappearing into the depths of the starry sea. "It seems this era... is indeed not boring."
"Buzz!"
But just a breath before he disappeared, a figure appeared silently opposite the meteorite debris where he had just been sitting.
It was a man.
He was dressed in black, had black hair, and a face as cold and stern as a drawn sword.
He sat there, emanating no aura whatsoever.
Yet it gives off an extremely dangerous feeling, like an ancient sword that has been hidden in its sheath for countless years, waiting for a destined person to draw it.
He looked in the direction where Wang Teng had disappeared and suddenly spoke.
His voice was neither loud nor soft, as calm as stating the weather. "You're Wang Teng?"
Wang Teng's figure was already a thousand feet away, but he stopped the moment those words were spoken.
He didn't turn around, but merely tilted his head slightly. "Who are you?"
The man in black tilted his head, as if it took him a long time to remember his name, given the distant past. "People... call me the Five-Crown King."
Wang Teng's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.
Five-Crown King.
He would be familiar with this name.
He once topped the Heavenly Pride Ranking five times, swept aside the prodigies of his generation across five eras, and was truly invincible in his time.
Even Wang Teng was silent for a moment when he first encountered this name.
Meanwhile, deeper within the Immortal Ancient Ruins.
Level 27, Sword Forest.
This is an ancient and mysterious land, where countless swords stand densely packed in the ground.
Some are covered in rust, some are as smooth as jade, and some exude an antique charm.
Each sword exudes a different aura of law, as if they were once the natal divine weapons of a certain powerful being. After that powerful being fell, they were forever nailed to this earth, turning into a silent Sword Forest.
Legend has it that this is the place where a great Sword Dao from the ancient era of immortals perished.
He proved his Dao and became an immortal with the sword. His Sword Intent could sever the sun, moon and stars. He is suspected to have perished in the ancient battle of immortals!
" Sword Dao is too lonely."
After leaving these words, he sealed his life's insights into the way of the Sword Dao in the deepest part of the Sword Forest.
Lin Fan's target for this trip: the Nameless Sword Embryo!
This is a hint that he obtained the remaining opportunities after killing Luo Shiyi!
As soon as he arrived at the edge of the Sword Forest, he saw in the distance the ground studded with swords.
The laws of nature surged, and the void of heaven and earth crumbled! Several figures were engaged in fierce combat; they were all at least Peak Sage experts!
"The rumors about the Nameless Sword Embryo were indeed true."
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. "It seems these people know some inside information too."
As soon as Lin Fan arrived, the dragon might of the nine True Dragon was so obvious that the cultivators who were fighting all looked over.
Nobody wants their fruits stolen!
The middle-aged man in the gray robe frowned, about to reprimand him, but when he saw the white-robed figure and the nine True Dragon behind him, all shrouded in saint-level aura, his expression froze.
"... The Lin Clan son?"
"What?"
"It's him! The one who killed Long Aotian! I told you about him!"
"Holy crap! How did I run into such a ruthless person?"
The cultivators exchanged glances, a hint of resentment in their eyes, but they could only step back and make way for each other.
"Your Highness, please!"
"May you rest in peace, senior!"
"We're just passing by! We won't steal the sword embryo! We really won't!"
They retreated with such perfect synchronization, as if they had rehearsed it.
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow and casually asked as he walked past them, "Is the sword embryo... still inside?"
"Exist!"
The leader nodded hurriedly. "It's located deep within the Sword Forest, suppressed by an ancient broken sword. Law of the Sword Dao fluctuate within a thousand feet radius. We just tried to get close, but couldn't..."
Lin Fan nodded. "Okay, that's all for you!"
The group retreated over a hundred feet in unison, without looking back.
Lin Fan continued forward.
Deep within the Sword Forest, the Sword Intent grew stronger and stronger.
The ancient swords stuck in the Sword Forest seemed to sense the presence of the newcomer and began to emit a low hum, like an ancient war song played by ten thousand swords.
When Lin Fan reached the deepest part of the Sword Forest, he finally saw the Nameless Sword Embryo.
It hovered above a huge black broken sword, its entire body dark red, with fine sword patterns flowing across its surface, as if each pattern was an independent Law of the Sword Dao, exuding a strange and ancient ferocity.
This was no ordinary sword aura; it carried a hint of ominous yin energy, causing anyone who saw it to instinctively feel. "Don't touch it!"
"This thing... is really fierce."
Lin Fan stared at the sword embryo, narrowing his eyes. "Could it be that the legend says every owner of this thing dies a bad end? It turns out the sword embryo's own malevolent nature is backfiring on its owner?"
"Buzz!"
Just as he was about to reach for it, a clear, sharp sword sound suddenly came from behind him.
The voice was clear and sharp, like the ringing of a sword, carrying an undeniable arrogance. "You can't lift that thing."
Lin Fan stopped what he was doing and turned his head slightly.
A figure slowly walked out from the depths of the Sword Forest.
This person looked to be no more than thirty years old, but his entire body was shrouded in a dense layer of Law of the Sword Dao, like a divine sword that had been polished by time for ten thousand years.
His entire body exuded Sword Qi that soared into the sky, like a blazing sun of Sword Dao hanging above the Sword Forest, causing the ancient swords stuck in the ground all around to hum.
"Who are you?"
Lin Fan asked.
The man raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a sword, piercing Lin Fan: "The world calls me... the Triple Crown King. I have topped the Heavenly Pride Ranking three times."
"I have swept through the monsters of three eras."
I've been to this Sword Forest three times.
"Every time I come here, I feel that sword embryo resonating with my Sword Dao."
He pointed to the Nameless Sword Embryo: "It's mine."
His tone was calm, yet carried a sense of pressure, as if stating an undeniable fact.