Chapter 1659: She Has Awakened
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In the Eight Wastelands, the Wen Clan seemed to have replaced the Qi and Sikong families in status. Now, in the Central Wasteland region, the Wen Clan dominated. Moreover, the current strength of the Wen Clan made it the most powerful force in the entire Eight Wastelands. Aside from the Wen Clan, only the Medicine King Pavilion, which had risen a few years ago, could rival it.
After the great upheaval a few years ago, everyone in the Eight Wastelands and the Nine Abyss now knew that the world they lived in was merely one of the small worlds within the Nine Heavens Continent, not the real world. True top-tier terrifying experts could even directly tear open these small worlds. Countless people yearned for the great world outside, especially the outstanding younger generation, who harbored infinite aspirations. However, having missed the era of great turmoil, getting out now was no longer so easy.
At this moment, in a certain area of the Central Wasteland, several figures were inquiring about news of the great world's upheaval from years past, as well as about Lin Feng and a top-tier Martial Emperor skilled in the Sword Dao. These were names familiar to everyone in the Eight Wastelands. Who in this world didn't know Lin Feng's reputation? He had disappeared from this world for many years, and no one knew how powerful he had become. As for the top-tier Martial Emperor skilled in swordsmanship, wasn't there one at the Sword Pavilion? That instant clash between him and the envoy of the Thunder Punishment Immortal Palace had long spread throughout the Eight Wastelands and the Nine Abyss, known to all. Many speculated that it was even the Skyless Sword Emperor himself.
"It seems this world no longer has the grand spectacle of emperors vying for supremacy and countless prodigies emerging like in the past. Could that really have been a golden age of this small world, never to return?" someone sighed, watching the figures of those who had been asking questions disappear. In the turbulent era of the Eight Wastelands, dozens of Martial Emperor forces contended, and various gifted young geniuses rose powerfully—how magnificent it was. Now, their traces had vanished from this world, just like the legendary predecessors of old. In the past, people would have thought they had gone to the Holy City Central Continent, but now everyone knew they had gone to the real great world, while they themselves still struggled in this small world.
In Sword City, the Sword Pavilion's status had become even more transcendent. Even the Wen Clan and the Medicine King Pavilion were unwilling to provoke the Sword Pavilion, making it a uniquely independent force. At this moment, a middle-aged man in plain clothes arrived outside the giant sword of the Sword Pavilion. On his back, he carried a very ordinary longsword, and a terrifying Sword Intent radiated from him.
"Who goes there?" At that moment, two guards outside the giant sword looked at the arriving middle-aged man and asked coldly.
"I've heard that the people of the Sword Pavilion are skilled in the Sword Dao. I have cultivated the Sword Dao for forty years, and today, I wish to test the swordsmen of the Sword Pavilion," the middle-aged man said slowly. Suddenly, a sky-shrouding Sword Intent spread, and a terrifying sword howl swept out, causing the two guards' faces to turn deathly pale. Such Sword Intent was beyond their ability to resist.
"A Thunder Sword cultivator comes to challenge the Sword Pavilion with a sword." A rolling voice emerged from the plain-clothed middle-aged man's mouth. Immediately, streaks of thunderous sword light struck the giant sword, causing it to hum and tremble incessantly.
Moments later, figures stepped out from the giant sword, all of them experts from the Sword Pavilion, led by Sword Tomb.
"Who are you, sir?" Sword Tomb frowned slightly, looking at the other man. This person's Sword Intent was terrifying.
"Too weak. All of you are too weak. Is this all the so-called sacred land of swordsmanship amounts to?" The plain-clothed middle-aged man erupted with ten thousand bolts of thunder, transforming them into thunder swords that swept out wildly, filling the void with thunderous sword light that wrapped around the Sword Pavilion experts.
Instantly, various Sword Intents bloomed as the Sword Pavilion experts began to resist with their swords. But the plain-clothed middle-aged man stepped forward slowly. The terrifying thunder swords seemed endless, blasting figures heavily against the giant sword, blood gushing forth. Yet no one died—the control was precise.
"You all dare to call yourselves swordsmen?" The plain-clothed middle-aged man's sword aura soared to the clouds. The thunderous sword light was like thunder snakes howling wildly, unstoppable. Even a strong figure like Sword Tomb changed expression drastically. A Martial Emperor—this man was a Sword Dao Martial Emperor. In the Eight Wastelands, a Sword Dao Martial Emperor had appeared. Such an expert was beyond their ability to match.
"If the Sword Pavilion is only this much, I'll have it struck from the records today. The Sword Pavilion is unworthy of this name—it insults swordsmen." The sword on the plain-clothed middle-aged man's back unsheathed, and instantly, the Sword Intent became even more terrifying. The thunderous sword light blotted out the sun, leaving no one nearby able to escape, as if he could kill them all in an instant.
The distant crowd trembled with fear. A Sword Emperor—a Sword Emperor had come to attack the Sword Pavilion. His sword hovered in the void, the boundless thunder might wild and unrestrained. The purple sword light was like an ocean of swords, capable of swallowing the Sword Pavilion experts below in an instant.
"Scram!" At that moment, a voice rolled out—ancient, majestic.
The plain-clothed middle-aged man's expression tightened. He looked at the giant sword and said, "Which Sword Dao master is here? Why not come out and test your sword?"
As his words fell, suddenly, a sky-shrouding Sword Intent seeped out from the giant sword. The terrifying sword might was lawless and boundless, causing the plain-clothed middle-aged man's expression to tremble violently. His sword might was being continuously weakened.
"I beg the senior to appear and instruct me." The plain-clothed middle-aged man's voice changed slightly, addressing him as senior.
"If I appear, you will surely die. Scram." The ancient voice once again surged out with the Skyless Sword Intent, stabbing fiercely into the other man. The plain-clothed middle-aged man's expression shifted repeatedly. Then, he bowed slightly to the giant sword and said, "I have disturbed the senior. Farewell."
After the plain-clothed middle-aged man left, the Sword Pavilion crowd still felt shaken. How could there be a Sword Emperor in the Eight Wastelands?
At that moment, inside the giant sword, outside the Sword Tomb, the old man leaned against the wall. The Skyless Sword hovered silently before him.
Reaching out, the old man gently stroked the sword body and murmured, "I've returned to the small world, but it seems some people still have their eyes on me."
Where in the Eight Wastelands would a Sword Emperor come from? And it was clearly meant to force him out. So, he released the Skyless Sword Intent to satisfy them. It seemed that Lin Feng had already reached the Sword Mountain; otherwise, no Sword Dao Martial Emperor would have found this place.
In the Snow Moon Kingdom, within the Xi Emperor's Small World, at the residence of Duan Xinye and the others, Yue Menghe and Liu Fei stood together. Their beautiful eyes seemed troubled as they watched the figure not far away, sitting cross-legged in cultivation.
"Liu Fei, has Xinye been acting more and more unusual lately?" Yue Menghe transmitted her voice to Liu Fei.
"Yes. Sometimes she seems like a different person, and it's becoming more pronounced over time. As for her cultivation, it's been advancing by leaps and bounds recently, growing very fast." Liu Fei frowned. Lately, Xinye had been unusually strange. Sometimes she felt like a stranger, but then she would instantly change back. It was very odd. Moreover, Xinye's cultivation had clearly surged in recent years, and she spent more and more time cultivating.
"Could it be related to Xiao Feng not coming back for so long?" Yue Menghe transmitted.
"It shouldn't be. If it were because of Lin Feng, she wouldn't be this unusual." Liu Fei's beautiful eyes were tightly furrowed. Seven years had passed, and she was still as sexy and radiant as before, only with a bit more mature charm, as if she had become even more alluring.
As for Duan Xinye, who was cultivating, she had lost some of her former gentleness and gained more cold elegance. In the past, she was a gentle princess, but now she seemed more like a cold queen.
"It's been so many years. I don't know when Xiao Feng will return." Yue Menghe murmured. Over the years, it was fortunate that Wushang was by her side, which could somewhat ease her longing for Lin Feng, but she still thought of him from time to time.
"Mother, the path to becoming an emperor is full of hardships. It won't be that easy. Once Lin Feng becomes an emperor, he will return." Liu Fei showed a gentle smile. But at that moment, Duan Xinye's eyes suddenly snapped open, releasing a sharp light. Her black hair flew wildly, and then she stepped forward, heading into the distance.
"Xinye." Yue Menghe's expression tightened as she called out. But Duan Xinye didn't hear her at all. In a few breaths, she had disappeared. Duan Xinye's cultivation was now far beyond Yue Menghe's ability to match—how could she catch up?
Far away, across endless regions, in the great world, in Flame Gold City, Qiu Yuexin's body trembled violently. A ruthless intent seemed to burst forth from her, causing Lin Feng's eyes to narrow sharply.
"Yuexin." Lin Feng pulled Qiu Yuexin over and embraced her. Her body struggled slightly, her will resisting fiercely. The ruthless intent remained strong, continuously impacting Lin Feng's body. It was a long time before she gradually calmed down, and the ruthless intent slowly faded.
"Yuexin, what's wrong?" Meng Qing looked at Qiu Yuexin with concern. Qiu Yuexin's eyes showed a trace of panic as she looked at Meng Qing and Lin Feng's worried gazes, and said, "She seems to have awakened."
"Who?" Meng Qing's eyes narrowed. She had awakened?
Lin Feng's heart, however, trembled violently. She had awakened? A thousand years ago, she hadn't died?