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The trees along the way were lush and green, and the mountain air was fresh and pleasant. Ye Kai strolled leisurely like a student on an outing, enjoying the scenery as he walked. After some time, he finally arrived at a steep cliff.
The cliff stood like a massive screen, rising abruptly. About twenty feet above the ground, there was a large stone measuring three or four feet square, resembling a platform, with faint inscriptions carved upon it.
Bloodhand Li Gong had initially intended to approach, but since the 'senior' did not speak, he dared not proceed.
As he walked here with a sense of helplessness, he suddenly realized he had reached the end of the path. However, he soon noticed something unusual: the words "Sword Mound" were carved into the rock face ahead.
Curiosity piqued, he furrowed his brow in confusion and asked, "Why is there a mound for swords? Could it be built by some sword-loving martial artist?" He approached the cliff but found that the stone wall was barren and devoid of any place to grip.
Yet this Martial Arts True Immortal seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself. Was there some secret hidden within?
At this moment, his spirits lifted as he recalled tales from his memory and focused his gaze around him.
Liu Zhongliang and his sister, along with Fan Jian, were feeling quite pleased. With a month left in their mission, they had not only obtained the Nine Yin Manual but also found themselves free from opposing forces. Relaxed in their mood, they eagerly examined the Sword Mound built by the legendary swordsman Dugu Qiubai.
Seeing their spirited expressions, Ye Kai couldn't help but laugh aloud, "It's not that complicated; this Sect will take you all up."
With Psychokinesis, he enveloped the four of them and soared upward.
In an instant, they reached the giant stone platform that was merely a few dozen meters high.
Now Ye Kai finally saw those classic words that could not be more iconic: "The Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai is unmatched below; thus, he buried his sword here. Alas! The heroes are powerless; the long sword is of no use—how tragic!"
At this moment, Bloodhand Li Gong was both astonished and envious, trembling all over. He took a large step forward, his palm brushing against the rock wall as he stammered, "This, this... this is..."
The Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai—a true legendary figure. This predecessor had looked down upon the world in his time, while his grandfather was just being born.
He had searched through many ancient texts, but in the end, he could not find a trace of this predecessor.
After a moment, Bloodhand Li Gong suddenly let out a long howl beside Sword Mound, the echo resounding endlessly through the Gorge.
Although Ye Kai was also excited, he had long been mentally prepared. With an immensely powerful backing, he was able to stabilize his mind.
Thus, he shot a slightly dissatisfied glance at this fellow who kept shouting and howling. "Alright, alright, if you keep this up, you'll lose your mind!"
With a flick of his right sleeve, the stones on Sword Mound were easily swept away, revealing three long swords arranged side by side. Between the first and second swords lay a long stone slab, all resting on a large piece of bluestone.
Ye Kai looked on in amazement and reached out to grasp the first long sword. He flicked it with his fingers, producing a melodious sound that resonated in the air. He then noticed two lines carved into the stone: "Fierce and unyielding, invincible; in my youth, I contended with the heroes of the rivers and mountains."
Next, he turned his gaze to the other swords.
"Ziwei Soft Sword, used before the age of thirty; accidentally wounded an ally and thus abandoned in a deep valley."
"The Heavy Sword has no edge; great skill lies in simplicity. Wielded with confidence before the age of forty."
The last wooden sword had both its blade and hilt decayed. However, beneath it was an inscription that read: "After forty years old, unbound by objects; grass, wood, bamboo, and stone can all become swords. From then on, refine diligently and gradually progress to the realm where having no sword surpasses having one."
Ye Kai originally regarded this place as a relic to admire. Although he didn't see anything like a sword manual this time, that alone was enough.
"This is Dugu Qiubai's Sword Mound. We finally..."
A flicker of excitement passed through Liu Zhongliang's eyes. He exchanged glances with Liu Lingling and Fan Jian, both of whom wore expressions of joy and couldn't help but step forward. But in the blink of an eye, they noticed someone watching them with a knowing smile.
"Senior..." Liu Lingling quickly turned her eyes and put on a pitiful expression as she looked at him.
Ye Kai smiled meaningfully and said, "Go ahead, for the sake of our fellow countrymen on this 'land of socialism'..."
"Thank... uh, fellow countrymen on the land of socialism?"
Liu Zhongliang was about to reach out to touch the Sword Mound when he suddenly heard those words, causing him to shiver and reveal a hint of horror in his eyes.
"Hiss!!!"
"Senior, you..."
Li Ling finally came back to his senses, but he still couldn't figure out what was happening. He looked at the three of them, who were filled with shock and endless confusion as they stared at Ye Kai, and countless questions began to arise in his mind.
Socialism?
Fellow countrymen?
How come I've never heard of this before?
At that moment, although he seemed to focus all his attention on the Sword Mound, in reality, all his awareness was directed towards the conversation between this Martial Arts True Immortal and the three individuals.
After all, this was a true master who had transcended the Broken Void realm.
"This Sect hails from the Imperial Capital."
A hint of amusement flashed in Ye Kai's eyes as he spoke leisurely, "It has been quite a while since I last visited. I wonder what it will be like when This Sect returns to its homeland in three months!"
Hmm?
Suddenly, Ye Kai raised his head sharply to look into the distance, a trace of confusion crossing his face as he asked in his mind, "God, what is going on?"
The Multifunctional Detector had actually detected a group of people appearing out of nowhere?
An 8a1 sniper rifle?
Isn't that a Barrett?
"Lord God, perhaps it's because we captured someone from that place that caught the attention of that individual. That's why someone has broken through the Dimension and descended again."
The deity also frowned and spoke in a soft voice, "But this time, it seems like the newcomers are quite formidable. They were able to detect the Multifunctional Detector. Although I don't know how powerful they truly are, at least one among them possesses exceptionally strong Mental Power."
"Is Mental Power really that powerful?" Ye Kai murmured to himself.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes. If these fellows knew their place, he might let them off easy; otherwise, even if they were thousands of corpses away, they wouldn't be able to escape.
Three months!
In just three months, all his plans would be complete. With the presence of realistic robots, replacing a country's high-ranking officials and military leaders would not take much effort for Ye Kai.
Once he mastered these elements, his faith propagation plan would officially commence, and countless temples and statues of him would rise across the land.
Meanwhile, Ye Yi and Ye Er had basically completed the preliminary preparations.
After one experience, this time the plan was progressing exceptionally smoothly. As soon as the true analysis of the Nightmare Space Mark was completed—regardless of whether it took three months—he would strike decisively.
Otherwise, why wait three months? He wasn't so bored as to have nothing to do.
"Se-Senior..." Liu Zhongliang hesitated for a moment before finally gritting his teeth and speaking up. "Senior, some things have changed. That existence has already made a move..."
"It’s just asking you to provide a location; what's the big deal?" Ye Kai scoffed coldly. "Rest assured, this Sect won't hold it against you. Besides, those fellows have already arrived. This Sect is quite eager to see what Barrett is like!"
"Uh..."
Liu Zhongliang glanced at his sister and his good friend Fan Jian, a bitter smile on his face as he spoke, "Since the senior already knows, should we head back to Zhongnan Mountain now?"
In fact, Ye Kai originally intended to find Han Gongdu, as that old fellow held the specific location of the Jingyan Palace, a place he was quite envious of.
However, he had no idea how that old guy was hiding. Despite Ye Kai's extensive use of the Multifunctional Detector, he couldn't locate him at all.
After some thought, he decided it was better to return to Zhongnan Mountain. After all, Li Mochou and the Dragon Maiden were still there!
Better safe than sorry; if anything happened to them while he was away, what would he do? He had already designated Li Mochou as his future wife.
Just as they exited the Gorge, everyone felt a sudden clarity before them, for right ahead was a river over ten meters wide, and they were slowly walking out from the bamboo forest.
At that moment, Ye Kai raised an eyebrow, a playful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Senior!"
At this time, Li Ling also sensed something was off. His eyes filled with intense vigilance as his energy surged suddenly. He whispered, "Something doesn't feel right here!"
Ye Kai admired him with a glance and sighed, "Not bad, not bad; your sense of alertness is strong!" But then he turned to Liu Zhongliang and the others, who looked confused, and jokingly scolded them, "There are ambushers here; any one of those guys has the strength to take you three down."
"Crash!"
As soon as the words fell, a dark shadow suddenly surged up from the river ahead, lunging towards Ye Kai.
"Unaware of your own death!"
Li Ling was taken aback. He struck out with a palm, sending the shadow flying. At the same time, he stumbled back seven or eight steps, a powerful force whipping up sand and stones around him.
"So it’s the formidable Daoist Li Ling!" The man in black spun backward, landing gracefully after retreating several meters. His eyes widened suddenly as he fixed his gaze on Li Ling, shouting, "Daoist, are you going to oppose us?"
"Enough, enough! Li, step back!"
Ye Kai was growing impatient. Although he didn’t understand why these people had suddenly ambushed him here, he didn’t care to ask further. In an instant, he shot forward like a whirlwind.
"Boom!"
This was the true tempest. A shockwave erupted suddenly, and the man in black was sent flying by a single palm strike. Before he could even land on the river surface, he exploded into a cloud of Blood Mist.
At that moment, two figures wielding gleaming blue steel knives burst forth from the bamboo grove below. With a flash of blades, they attacked from both sides.
"Splashes!"
Water flew everywhere as the black-clad men charged out recklessly with knives, guns, and clubs. In an instant, eight figures surged forward, their terrifying blades and sword energy chilling the air as they surrounded Ye Kai from all directions.
In the blink of an eye, they had set up a Web of Death around him.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!!!"
A hint of disdain flickered in Ye Kai's eyes as his arms sliced through the air, creating countless afterimages, resembling the Thousand-Handed Avalokiteshvara striking down upon the weapons of the approaching figures.
The seven or eight men in black were sent flying like kites with their strings cut the moment the sound echoed.
"Thud!!!"
Before they could hit the ground, the black veils on several of them were shattered by a burst of Blood Mist, leaving them stunned as they stared at the unscathed Purple Robed Daoist.
However, in that fleeting moment, Ye Kai stepped forward, his sleeves billowing as he slowly descended towards the river's surface. Just then, several black-clad figures howled and lunged at him once more.
"This is exactly the strike I've been waiting for!" Ye Kai's figure suddenly twisted back, as if pulled by an invisible thread.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He moved like a gentle breeze, weaving through the web of blades and weapons. With a series of muffled sounds, nearly all the weapons erupted violently, shattering into countless shards that shot out like arrows in all directions.
Amidst the cacophony, dozens of groans and thuds echoed as bodies fell to the ground.
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