Even the red Heavenly Tribulation began to dim!

"I will kill you!" a cold, furious roar erupted from within the Sword Key.

WHOOSH! The next moment, a purple Thunder Dragon shot out from the Sword Key and lunged for Chen Zheng's head!

"Wicked creature, get back here!" an icy, harsh command rang out.

PUFF! The purple Thunder Dragon instantly disintegrated.

BOOM! A terrifyingly boundless aura erupted from within the Ten Thousand Swords Valley. Sensing this pressure, all the spectating cultivators near the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion dropped to their knees, trembling uncontrollably.

HISS!

"The power of an Earth Immortal! It's an Earth Immortal!"

"An Earth Immortal truly has descended!"

"No, it doesn't seem to be an Earth Immortal. This aura is transcendental, far stronger! I remember an ancient text mentioning that during the War of the Sword Ancestors, an Earth Immortal fell. That very Earth Immortal possessed this kind of extraordinary aura! This presence perfectly matches the description in the ancient records! Could it be that the master chosen by the Sword Key is that little whelp?!"

A few cultivators among the crowd raised their heads, their gazes fixed on the depths of the Ten Thousand Swords Valley.

"Hmph!"

"Who dares to obstruct me!"

"I don't care who you are! Even if the Sect Master of the Sword Sect himself were here, I would still slaughter you today!"

A series of ferocious roars echoed from deep within the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

"The War of the Sword Ancestors? What's that?"

"Who are these people?"

"It sounds like there are several Earth Immortals... no, more than several!"

The complexions of the surrounding cultivators paled slightly. They had heard of the War of the Sword Ancestors before but had no idea what the conflict was actually about.

RUMBLE! Just then, another tremor came from the depths of the Ten Thousand Swords Valley. RUMBLE! The entire valley shook violently.

"This is bad! It's not going to hold! These people are too powerful. With them and the Sword Key, the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion will soon sink into ruin! We have to get out of here, now!"

"Right! Let's escape while we still can!"

"It might be for the best if the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion falls!"

The crowd of cultivators was terrified.

FWOOM! At that instant, the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion was plunged into darkness.

"What's going on?"

"Is its Dharma-visage self-destructing?"

"The Dharma-visage of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion destroyed itself?"

"But isn't the Sword Key supposed to control the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion? What kind of move is its Dharma-visage self-destructing?"

The spectating cultivators were filled with doubt and confusion.

"No, the Dharma-visage didn't self-destruct!" a cultivator shouted. "The Sword Key is still hovering above the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion! Even though the Dharma-visage is gone, it's still absorbing the rain of swords from the heavens!"

"Huh?"

In their astonishment, they stared dumbfounded at the depths of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, where a dazzling, divine radiance began to glow. This brilliant light was like a beacon illuminating the dark night.

"The Sword Pavilion... it seems to be reviving! Is it returning to its original state?" After being stunned for a few moments, the watching cultivators' faces lit up with ecstasy.

SWISH! At that exact moment, a figure in white robes stepped out from the depths of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

"We pay our respects to the Sword Ancestor!"

"Welcome back to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Sword Ancestor!"

The surrounding cultivators immediately kowtowed.

"The Sword Ancestor? Has the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion truly been restored? But... if it has, why has the Sword Saint's bloodline vanished from this young lady?" an elder asked with a frown.

"Don't worry about it," a man beside him said with a chuckle, shaking his head. "Since she received the inheritance, she must have also gained the Sword Saint's bloodline. If she doesn't want to leave the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, just let her be."

"Ah!" The elder nodded in sudden understanding.

"Sword Ancestor! Help us!" Just then, a piercing cry for help came from outside the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.

"Within the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, everyone besides those traitors and their ilk are disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion! How can we, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, suffer such humiliation!"

"Sword Ancestor, please grant us the power to exterminate those traitors and remnants!"

"Sword Ancestor, please grant us your strength!"

At this, the eyes of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion disciples lit up. They all knelt, fervently begging Chen Zheng to grant them power.

"The Sword Key has already chosen its master, and the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion has acknowledged your existence," Chen Zheng said, glancing at the disciples with a slight nod. "Now, simply refine the Sword Key peacefully and merge yourself with it."

"What? Merge with the Sword Key?"

"Sword Ancestor! That doesn't seem right!"

"Venerable Sword Ancestor, the Sword Key is an Ancient Sword Immortal's Relic! Even though you are the Sword Ancestor, you may not be able to withstand its Sword Spirit!"

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion were stunned, and worried expressions crept onto their faces. A terrifying Sword Spirit was sealed within the Sword Key. It was a unique spirit left behind by an Ancient Sword Immortal, one of the strongest of its kind. It was even rumored that it could one day evolve into a Sword Demon! Generations of Sword Ancestors from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion had attempted to refine the Sword Spirit to obtain the body of a Sword Demon. However, every single one of them, without exception, had failed. The Sword Spirit of the Sword Key was simply too terrifying. Though only in its nascent stage, it was an absolute arch-demon!

"This Emperor is a master of the sword path; a Sword Cultivator's power is forged by oneself. You lot of trash, are you even worthy of speaking the words 'Sword Cultivator' in my presence? I am your forebear, yet you dare question me! For that, I shall now erase your so-called essence of sword cultivation!" An evil, low whisper echoed once more from the depths of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

RIP! The sound of something tearing through space followed.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

From deep within the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, an incomparably terrifying Sword Qi shot toward the sky. It was the Sword Qi of a Sword Ancestor!

"The Sword Ancestor!"

"The Sword Ancestor is alive! He's still alive! Haha! The Sword Ancestor drove off the Sword Key's spirit! He repelled it!"

"The Sword Ancestor truly is the strongest!"

The spectating cultivators were wild with joy.

"No! The Sword Ancestor has been dragged into the Ten Thousand Swords Valley by the Sword Key's spirit!" At that moment, an elder suddenly realized something. His face turned ashen as he cried out in alarm.

BOOM! A loud rumble shook the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. Then, a flight of stone stairs materialized, leading down into the Ten Thousand Swords Valley.

"He's been pulled down into the Ten Thousand Swords Valley!"

"This is terrible!"

"Run! The Sword Ancestor's remnant will resides in that valley! As long as his lingering will remains, the Sword Key's spirit can never be destroyed! It will never allow a new Sword Ancestor to rise in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion!"

The cultivators screamed in terror.

"Hmph! This Emperor disdains such acts!" the indistinct Sword Spirit in the depths of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion snorted coldly.

"Huh? Sword Ancestor..."

"Sword Ancestor, what did you mean by that?"

"He won't abandon us! The Sword Ancestor will return!"

"As long as the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion stands, there is still hope!"

The bewildered cultivators stared into the depths of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

BOOM! The very next second, a strange phenomenon occurred. Above the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, a brilliant light began to flow and swirl, like a constellation of stars twinkling in the void.

"Eh?"

"That's... a Star Map!"

"Could it be the legendary Star Map of Ten Thousand Swords? It's said to hold all the secrets of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion!"

As the cultivators watched in astonishment, a Star Map materialized above the pavilion. It shimmered with a golden-red hue.

"Sword Key, suppress it for me!" At that moment, an ice-cold roar echoed from the depths of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

BOOM! The golden-red Star Map suddenly moved, transforming in the blink of an eye into a single golden-red star. The light from this star cascaded downward, completely enveloping the entire Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

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