On the cliff, everyone was worried.

Actually, rather than saying they were worried, it would be more accurate to say they felt a sense of loss and regret.

Everyone in the sect knew about the terrifying sword wind within this cliff, with even Sword Venerable Ling Xiao and several elders being cautious in passing through it usually.

Now Liu Zixuan and Qing Lao jumped directly off it, even if they weren’t torn to pieces by the sword wind, they might be smashed to death!

In everyone’s mind, Liu Zixuan at least had a Half-Step Emperor Realm, but Qing Lao was just an old man with no cultivation.

At this moment, Sword Venerable Ling Xiao and the Great Elder waited silently, having given up on trying to persuade them, and could only stay here, praying for a sliver of miracle to occur.

...

At the bottom of the cliff.

Although the area between the cliff and the bottom was filled with mist and sword wind, the bottom presented a different scenery.

The surrounding area was covered with peach groves, and every peach tree was in full bloom with pink peach blossoms, making the valley floor very beautiful.

At this moment, Qing Lao appeared on a giant rock without a scratch, gazing around and gradually frowning: "That’s strange, Zixuan should be down before me, why isn’t there any trace of him?"

With those words, Qing Lao’s figure gradually became void, appearing in an instant on flat ground a hundred meters away, looking around again.

Despite changing positions several times, Qing Lao didn’t find any sign of Liu Zixuan, and became anxious.

"This is strange; I haven’t seen any sign of Zixuan for so long. Could it be that he really was ground to dust by the sword wind? That shouldn’t be possible! Zixuan had already comprehended the Sword Dao Profound Meaning of the Profound Sword Sect; this sword wind shouldn’t pose a fatal threat to him!"

Just as Qing Lao muttered to himself, there was suddenly a commotion nearby.

Buzz~

They saw that the sword stuck in the ground by a peach tree not far away suddenly began to vibrate rapidly.

"What? The swords in the Sword Tomb are all sealed, how could they display such strange behavior?"

As Qing Lao felt suspicious, the swords inserted among that peach grove began to vibrate rapidly, seemingly with the momentum to break the earth!

"Whiz!"

"Buzz!"

Several sounds followed, and those swords buried halfway in the soil shot out spontaneously, quickly rushing towards another direction in the valley.

Qing Lao’s expression changed: "The swords in the Sword Tomb haven’t moved by themselves in centuries; I must see where they’re headed!"

As his words fell, Qing Lao’s figure instantly became void again, transforming into a trail of afterimages chasing after those swords.

This transformation, contrasted greatly from him as the sweeper old man in the Peach Blossom House!

About one or two minutes later, Qing Lao descended, and looking up at those swords, he exhibited a shocked expression!

He saw hundreds to thousands of swords forming a gigantic circle, and naturally enclosed within it was Liu Zixuan, whom he had been searching for!

At this time, Liu Zixuan had his eyes closed, legs crossed sitting on a sword!

"Could this be..."

Before Qing Lao could finish speaking, the hundreds of swords encircling Liu Zixuan suddenly emitted a crisp sound of sword resonance!

The sound was extremely pleasant to hear and faintly resembled the excitement of fledglings encountering the mother bird!

"That’s right, this is the legendary Hundred Swords Resonating!"

Qing Lao suddenly became excited, his once muddled eyes now became profoundly deep, carefully observing the scene before him: "The spectacular sight of Hundred Swords Resonating has only been achieved by the founder ancestor of Profound Sword Sect in its thousand-year history, and that was only seen in books, but who would’ve thought that today I would witness it firsthand!"

Hundred Swords Resonating isn’t a sword technique or sword dao, nor is it something seen in any realm.

It is the scene when the Sword Spirit is achieved.

It should be known that the birth of a sword spirit is extremely rare; even the Profound Sword Sect, which specializes in Sword Dao, so far only one sword has ever had a sword spirit, which was the founding leader’s treasured sword.

At that time, the founder broke through to the Third Heaven of the Emperor Realm, suddenly cultivating Man and Sword Unity to Peak Realm, injecting a special power into the treasured sword, nurturing a sword spirit.

On the day the sword spirit was fully developed, within the Sword Tomb, hundreds of swords resonated, flying into the air surrounding the treasured sword, as if worshipping a king.

For over a thousand years, whether elder or disciple within the Profound Sword Sect, they have considered refining a sword spirit and breaking through to the Third Heaven of the Emperor Realm their lifetime dream, hoping for the day they could wield a sword with a spirit!

At that moment, they would surely become a top figure, an unrivaled existence.

But dreams are dreams; however long it has been, even the successive sect leaders have not fulfilled that dream.

Yet today, Liu Zixuan, who fell from the cliff, suddenly encountered such a miraculous event, making Qing Lao undoubtedly thrilled!

"Previously I only thought you mysterious beyond compare, who would’ve thought your sword to be equally extraordinary! Once you wake, I’ll question you thoroughly, but for now..."

As he spoke, Qing Lao suddenly rose into the air, standing beside the hundreds of swords, forming seals with his hands, instantly directing a pure force to Liu Zixuan: "Let this old man lend you a hand and see what sort of fate you and this sword can achieve!"

With Qing Lao’s assistance, the hundreds of swords enveloping Liu Zixuan became even more radiant and splendid, spinning at a rapid pace.

Soon, their flight paths became indistinguishable, only sword shadows and melodious sword resonance could be seen!

As time ticked away, the sun set, and the moon rose.

When the crescent moon hung in the night sky, the hundreds of swords suddenly halted.

Qing Lao swiftly withdrew his hand, returning to his original position, seeing the hundreds of flying swords encompassing Liu Zixuan slowly settle onto the ground, with a clang, fell to the earth, ceasing any motion!

Qing Lao slowly walked over, scanning Liu Zixuan with his deep eyes, smiling with slight surprise: "Truly a monstrous talent, not only having a sword spirit born in the treasured sword, but you also broke through!"

"Hmm?"

Lying on the ground, Liu Zixuan furrowed his brow, slowly on opening his eyes.

"Is this... is this Hell?" Liu Zixuan asked blankly, gazing at the dreary night.

"Hell my foot." Qing Lao stepped forward, lifting Liu Zixuan upright: "Take a proper look, does Hell look this beautiful?"

Liu Zixuan dazedly raised his gaze, his eyes filled with peach blossoms, just about to move his sore body but suddenly realized something seemed different than usual!

Quickly sinking his Qi into the Dantian to investigate, upon seeing, Liu Zixuan instantly became petrified.

After a while, he stammered, asking, "Did I... did I somehow break through?"

"Indeed, Emperor Realm First Heaven!" Qing Lao replied testily: "An absolute anomaly, bypassing the Acquired Emperor Realm completely without comprehending the Power of the Five Elements, directly reaching the Innate Emperor Realm First Heaven!"