stonecrandall Chapter 467 Those who cross the line shall die!
Chapter 467 Those who cross the line shall die!
Wanliuchun seemed to sense Xu Si's frustration and, unusually, refrained from further mockery.
"You don't need to be too discouraged." Her voice came from the depths of her consciousness, less languid and more earnest.
"Your progress is already very rapid. I've seen many geniuses..."
She only said half a sentence to persuade Chun to stay, clearly waiting for Xu Si to continue asking questions.
"And then?" Xu Si had no choice but to reply, expecting some kind of twist.
"And then I killed them all!" Unexpectedly, I was persuaded to stay in spring clothes again.
Xu Si was starting to not want to talk to her anymore.
"Can you feel it?" Wan Liuchun's voice suddenly lowered.
Xu Si's starry pupils narrowed slightly.
He sensed it.
A sharp, almost tangible aura surged from below the northern horizon, like countless invisible swords rubbing against each other in the air.
The air itself became somewhat stinging.
"Sword Demon's territory." Xu Si also felt the power of it, and he felt that he might as well continue to fight Wan Liuchun one-on-one.
"Are you sure you want to go on?" Wanliuchun asked, her tone carrying a hint of anticipation.
Xu Si did not answer, but the great sword that Nirvana had transformed into had already slightly adjusted its direction and was heading straight towards the source of that aura.
Wan Chun didn't try to persuade him any further, but just chuckled softly and gently wiggled her bare feet on the edge of the great sword.
"That's interesting."
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The northern lands unfolded rapidly as Nirvana flew at high speed.
The sharp aura grew stronger and stronger, surging in wave after wave like a tide, assaulting Xu Si's senses.
He noticed that the vegetation below was beginning to change significantly.
The trees were no longer the sickly grayish-brown they had initially appeared, but gradually transitioned to an eerie silvery-gray.
Each tree has straight and upright branches, like sharp swords stuck in the ground.
Even the tree branches were thin as needles, making a rustling sound like metal rubbing together in the wind.
"We're almost there," Xu Si said in a low voice, sounding even a little nervous.
He unleashed his star veins, and crimson perceptual ripples spread in all directions like a tide.
That sharp aura became increasingly clear in Xingmai's perception—not just one, but countless, converging into a sea of swords.
Wanliuchun stood up from the edge of the great sword at some point, her bare feet stepping on the dark red blade.
She turned her head to look at the distant horizon, and for the first time, a hint of caution appeared in her eyes.
"Feed," she suddenly said.
"Um?"
"I take back what I said before."
"What did you say?"
"I said that the sword trick is far inferior to what I said." Wan Liuchun's tone was unusually serious.
Swords are inherently square objects, making them the most effective counter to spirit-like entities, and this sword spirit was even stronger than she had imagined.
"Isn't it a bit too late to say this now? Is it still possible to turn back?"
Xu Si turned his head and glanced at her.
The fact that an eighth-level monster could utter such words speaks volumes about the sword monster's strength.
"Are you scared?" Xu Si was actually trying to embolden himself.
"Afraid?"
"I'm just reminding you not to die here. If you die, I'll be in trouble too." Wanliuchun chuckled, her skirt fluttering in the wind. She actually wanted to meet her old friend; after being neighbors for so long, she should at least say hello.
Xu Si withdrew his gaze and looked north.
At the horizon, the outline of a mountain range is slowly emerging.
The mountain range has a peculiar shape; it is not the continuous, undulating curve of ordinary mountains, but a steep, almost vertical straight line, like a series of huge swords piercing out from the depths of the earth and pointing straight to the sky.
This is a mountain of swords; anyone would feel that way.
To Xu Si's surprise, this place didn't resemble a big city at all; the location of the Sword Demon wasn't even a small town.
Xu Si was actually more curious about what kind of place this was, that it could hold such an attraction for someone of such high status and strangeness.
As the mountains drew closer, the sharp sword intent grew stronger.
Xu Si began to feel a slight tingling sensation on his skin, which was a warning sign.
"Stop," Wanliuchun suddenly said.
The Nirvana Greatsword hovered in the air, its dark red blade trembling slightly, seemingly responding to the sword intent resonating from the depths of the mountains.
However, the Sword of Kingship on his lap reacted even more strongly, and even seemed to want to break free from its sheath.
Fortunately, his master, Xu Si, was by his side, so he didn't act so recklessly.
"Kenzan" (Sword Mountain).
Xu Si finally saw the entire mountain range.
It's not that the mountains grew into the shape of a sword, but rather that the sword was stuck in the earth and, over the years, weathered into the shape of a mountain.
Countless enormous stone swords pierced the ground, some hundreds of meters high and others tens of meters high, densely covering the entire field of vision.
The sword's surface was covered with a layer of grayish-white lichen, which gleamed with a cold, metallic luster under the blood-red sun.
The moss on the blade was shaved away by some force, revealing the dark stone underneath, so sharp it seemed to cut through the eyes.
"This place..." Xu Si said in a low voice, his star-like pupils slightly contracting.
He sensed it.
Those stone swords were not just stones; each sword retained a strong, eerie aura inside, like specimens sealed in amber, alive even in death.
"Sword Forest." When Wan Liuchun uttered this word, there was a rare lack of sarcasm in his tone.
"After the Sword Demon clan perishes, their swords remain in the world, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon for hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years... until one day, a new Sword Demon emerges from its shell."
"So all these stone swords contain sword spirits?" Xu Si frowned.
This number is at least in the tens of thousands.
"Maybe! Scared?" Wan Liuchun tilted her head to look at him, a signature smile on her lips that made people want to punch her.
"I was just thinking..."
"You dare to cross the line?" Before Xu Si could finish speaking, a sword's cry echoed from the depths of Sword Mountain.
Clear, resonant, like the tremor of an ancient sword drawn from its sheath after a thousand years of dust.
The sword of kingship on Xu Si's lap suddenly jerked, the blade leaping out of its scabbard a finger's width, dark golden light flashing wildly at the hilt.
"Stop fooling around," Xu Si said seriously, already feeling immense pressure.
Although Wan Liuchun bore most of the pressure!
But the sword cry emanating from the depths of Sword Mountain did not cease; instead, it grew clearer and closer.
In the center of the mountain range, the tallest stone sword began to change.
Grayish-white moss peeled off the surface of the sword in a soft rustling motion, like a garment being shed.
The blade beneath the moss was not black, but rather a nearly transparent glassy material, with silvery-white light flowing inside, like streaks of lightning frozen in amber.
The sword trembled.
The moss peeled off at an increasingly faster rate, turning from a soft patter to a cascading waterfall.
The silvery-white light emanated from within the sword, turning the entire sword mountain a cold, white hue.
Xu Si's starry eyes caught sight of that figure.
From the very top of the highest stone sword, a silvery-white light condensed and slowly descended onto the sword tip.
It was humanoid.
No, it's not humanoid—it's sword-shaped.
Its body is slender and upright, its limbs are like four sharp swords, its fingers are slender like sword blades, and even its hair is made of silvery-white metal wires that make a fine clanging sound in the wind.
Its face had no features, only a thin, hair-like crack standing vertically in the center—that was the sword guard, and also its eye.
"The contract states: Those who cross the line will die!"
This threat was also directed at Wan Liuchun.