Sword Aura to the Heavens-Chapter 256 - 251: Sword Saint’s Sword

Li Fan apprenticed under Zuo Canglan.

Then, who is his grandmaster?

Zuo Canglan’s master, who is he?

The wind rises in Chi Xiao City, an eerie silence below, even Li Chengying was momentarily dazed, appearing somewhat shocked, the aloof expression on his face seemed to soften slightly.

Many years ago, Da Li once had a Sword Cultivator, renowned as a peerless talent in Sword Dao, he alone held seven parts of the Sword Dao fortune, while the rest of Da Li Sword Cultivators shared the remaining three parts of fortune.

Back then, it wasn’t like how Li Fan is questioned today, but instead, he was universally recognized by Da Li Sword Cultivators.

He alone represented Da Li Swordsmanship.

"Grandmaster." Li Fan called out, his eyes slightly red, never expecting to see this elder again in such a life-and-death moment.

In the past, Grandmaster entered the Imperial City with his sword for Old Blind Man, his oil lamp extinguished.

Now, Grandmaster appeared from the sword once more for him.

He had a feeling that perhaps, this was the last hint of soul Grandmaster left in the mortal world.

"Granduncle Master." Ji Hua bowed in salute, eyes showing deep admiration, Ji Hua’s carefree and unrestrained nature wasn’t even restricted by his mentor Gu Qingyang; he preferred to roam the world rather than stay in Li Mountain, yet his feelings for Li Mountain were not any lighter than other disciples.

For a thousand years, as a disciple of Li Mountain, he took pride in this legacy; over those thousand years, many legends existed, but the one closest to him belonged to this elder.

Since entering the sect, he had always heard tales of the elder, though the elder was still living then, he was mostly reclusive, difficult for younger disciples to meet.

Turns out, even after passing, the elder continued to protect Li Mountain...

He was the past fortune of Li Mountain, while Li Fan was the future fortune.

"Eternal Sword Saint."

Li Chengying whispered, his gaze becoming extremely serious; before him stood the closest Sword Tao Saint to this era.

Li Chengying’s words undoubtedly confirmed the speculation of many, causing inner tumult.

The Sword Saint lives.

Right within Li Fan’s sword, guarding him.

Is this handsome youth the hope for Li Mountain?

The Sword Cultivator from Lingxiao Pavilion also gazed seriously, not expecting the Sword Saint to still exist; what is Li Fan’s status in Li Mountain?

From a distance, an incredibly sharp Sword Intent spread toward here, then everyone saw a beam of light descending from afar, landing nearby.

Upon seeing the figure emerging, some elders from Chi Xiao City felt turbulent emotions, the Xuanyuan Sword had arrived.

The current number one sword in Da Li, Xuanyuan Sword.

"Junior Xuanyuan, pays respect to Eternal Sword Saint."

Even as world number one, in front of a Sword Saint, respect must be shown.

Having saluted, he glanced at Li Fan; no wonder this young man was able to inherit the secret realm, with the Sword Saint guarding him, his talent is evident.

Could this be future top Great Sword Cultivator of Da Li?

The old man didn’t respond, instead extended his hand, that ethereal hand joining with Li Fan’s; old and young, seemingly crossing through time, grasping the same sword.

In the moment he grasped the sword, a gale swept across the heavens and earth, all Sword Cultivators’ swords hummed lightly, then one by one unsheathed swords shot skyward, flying into the air, facing the direction of the elder as if in pilgrimage.

From afar, countless sharp swords soared into the sky, at this moment, countless heads lifted; even from distant places, many looked this way, wondering what was happening there.

Sword Aura danced above Chi Xiao City, in the moment the elder grasped the sword, it felt as if the entire world fell silent.

On the ground below, those who previously covertly threatened to take Li Fan quietly retreated, those prideful disciples of Li Chengying lost their earlier arrogance and conceit, replaced by deep dread and reverence.

Li Mountain has a Saint!

It seems only now do they understand what ’Li Mountain’ signifies within Da Li.

Also understanding why Da Li Court clearly had broken ties with Li Mountain yet had not subdued Li Mountain.

Perhaps, Da Li Court has always harbored apprehension toward Li Mountain.

"Xiao Fan." A voice entered Li Fan’s mind, Li Fan paused, responding, "Grandmaster, I am here."

"Your master is disappointing, blinding himself, he ruined Li Mountain’s fortune; you are the chosen inheritor, now, Li Mountain can only rely on you."

The elder’s voice held a sigh, "After I leave, I don’t want Li Mountain to suffer such humiliation in the future."

Li Fan was moved, his expression solemn, mentally communicated with Divine Sense, "Grandmaster, I understand."

Today, Li Chengying disregarded Li Mountain, attacking the young, in the elder’s view, this was humiliation.

Even though he is the fifth-ranked Sword Cultivator today, Li Mountain of millennia has never endured such humiliation, a single Sword Cultivator daring to target Li Mountain’s inheritor.

Li Fan couldn’t judge who was right or wrong between his grandmaster and Old Blind Man, perhaps neither was wrong, they both simply chose their paths.

Grandmaster shouldered Li Mountain, hence he hoped Old Blind Man would inherit his teachings.

No Sword Cultivator maintaining Li Mountain, hence today’s plight.

"His life has been too smooth; in your youth, you suffered more yet retained a pure heart, this is why he chose you, this time, he is not wrong."

"From now on, I can no longer protect Li Mountain. The future of Li Mountain is entrusted to you." The old man sighed, "I wanted to wait a little longer, but unfortunately, I cannot see that day."

Li Fan felt sorrow in his heart; his conjecture was correct. After this appearance, the old man might completely dissipate.

"Finally, let me show you what the Li Mountain Sword is." The old man spoke, gripping Li Fan’s hand tightly, while also grasping the sword. An elderly hand and a young hand, one illusory and one real, overlapped and landed on the Skywalker Sword. freewёbnoνel.com

At that moment, countless swords hovering in the sky over Chi Xiao City lowered their heads.

Even the sword in Li Chengying’s hand trembled softly.

Li Chengying pursued the ultimate realm of Sword Dao throughout his life. He wanted to kill Ji Hua and take Li Fan away for the secret realm inheritance, a pursuit of his Sword Dao.

But now, the Sword Dao he sought stood before him, pointed at him.

The fifth sword cultivator of the world, now without the belittling arrogance, in front of the old man, under the lightly chanting swords throughout the sky, this renowned sword cultivator seemed small in the eyes of the world at this moment.

Why did they feel this way?

It was, the fifth in the world.

Because what he faced was the Da Li Sword Saint.

"Ssssss..."

Terror-stricken Sword Intent surged behind Li Chengying, and it seemed as if the sky was torn open. A Tribulation Sword fell from above, as if condensed from the tribulation light that filled the sky, flowing with an annihilating force, covering the heavens.

Evidently, Li Chengying felt threatened. Faced with the former Sword Saint, even if it was just a sliver of soul, he dared not be careless, so he summoned the strongest Sword Intent.

"Look closely at this sword." The old man addressed the Xuanyuan Sword in the distance; his words were directed at him.

"Alright." Xuanyuan Sword nodded seriously, his expression solemn.

He was now the number one sword in Da Li, already at the Half-Saint Realm, but upon reaching this realm, he realized how difficult this step was.

Today, being able to witness the Sword Saint draw his sword was a fortune.

Moreover, the Eternal Sword Saint from Li Mountain intentionally let him observe this sword.

"Buzz..."

As the old man spoke, Li Chengying drew his sword first, unable to sit and wait for death.

Even against the Sword Saint, it was but a sliver of Sword Soul; why should Li Chengying fear?

Countless tribulation lights aimed at the old man, and the Tribulation Sword that tore open the sky fell into Li Chengying’s hand; he merged with the sword, and a formidable True Dharma Form appeared behind him, holding the Great Dao Tribulation Sword, thrusting forward.

As this sword fell, everyone held their breath.

At this moment, Li Fan felt his body move, following the old man.

People only saw the old man wielding the sword forward, transforming into light as he went, white hair fluttering, and tribulation light reversing.

In the endless sky, countless suspended swords simultaneously bowed, unleashing Sword Intent, while the tribulation swords behind Li Chengying rolled back toward him.

The old man’s figure seemed indescribably grand at this moment; the sword in his hand fell upon the annihilating tribulation, sword tip collided, and then the tribulation sword imbued with unmatched sword power cracked open.

Li Fan’s body stopped moving, but the old man’s body continued onward, passing through Li Chengying’s body and appearing behind him.

"You shouldn’t bully the weak."

The old man murmured softly, and Li Chengying’s eyes showed fear, bewilderment, resentment, regret... various complex emotions mingled together, transforming into a twisted face.

"Why, like this..."

His body gradually disassembled, and the distorted face cracked, deeply afraid, the next moment, shattered into pieces.

It was as if time and space had frozen.

Sword Intent continued to flow in the sky, moving with the wind.

Many people still seemed not to have recovered, merely staring at the sky where Li Chengying disappeared.

The fifth sword cultivator of the world, that once eminent, renowned Great Sword Cultivator.

Just like that, gone...

The Sword Saint drawing his sword; the fifth in the world, like an ant.

They looked at the old man with even greater reverence; even if it was just a sliver of soul, one sword killed Li Chengying, what grandeur.

Dominating seven-tenths of destiny in the world of Sword Dao—the Eternal Sword Saint.

Witnessing his sword today, exhilarating, fortunate.

The old man’s body gradually became ethereal, turning into wisps of smoke heading towards Li Fan’s sword, leaving no one knowing if he still existed.

"Li Mountain, I leave it to you."

A voice, distant and elusive, resonated in Li Fan’s mind, and Li Fan knew the grandmaster was gone, forever departed.

No longer in this Da Li world is the Eternal Sword Saint.

"Thank you, Senior, for the sword."

Xuanyuan Sword bowed towards the place where the old man vanished; the world could not understand that sword, but as Half-step Sword Saint, he did.

Li Fan glanced in the direction of Xuanyuan Sword; before the grandmaster left, he still protected him, protected Li Mountain, bestowed the sword to Xuanyuan.

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