Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 1006

Chapter 1006 The Legend of the Past

The mountain gate was opened, but no one knew why, nor did they know who would walk down from it.

Many people became nervous, and some of them even began to retreat.

When they thought of the scene of the sky being torn apart and the great fighters who were likely experts of the Land of Divine Grace landing on the Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain, most of them thought that the mountain gate was opened because the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had been defeated by the invaders from the Land of Divine Grace, who were about to slaughter the refugees at the foot of the mountain.

Once this surmise got disseminated, fear spread among the crowd.

Many ones felt desperate.

Could it be that the last pure land of Snow Province, the only area where the weak could hide, was finally about to fall? After that, where could they stay in the future? Could it be that they could not escape the fate of dying miserably?

Right at this moment-

“Mom, it doesn’t seem to be the Divine Grace Demon. Look, those people look like disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.” Song Guang stared at the distance. The gate was open while some young men dressed in the clothing style of the Land of Infinity came down from the mountain.

“It’s the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect! It’s not the Divine Grace Demon. It’s the ones of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect who went down the mountain...” A martial artist in the crowd shouted excitedly. He finally recognized the identities of those people who came down from the mountain. They were obviously dressed in the clothes of disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

“It’s the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect... Haha, we don’t need to run anymore. We’re saved.” People shouted, “Haha, the masters of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect have finally come down the mountain. They must be moved by our piety. They’re here to save us!”

“But didn’t the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect ascend to the immortal land?” Someone asked in confusion.

“I get it. The previous strange phenomenon in the sky must be the sign of the masters of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect coming back from the immortal land. They are back...” The martial artist who shouted first was ecstatic and suddenly understood something.

Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had a special meaning for people in Snow Province. In the past few years, the reputation of the sect had been excellent. Especially from what Li Jianyi and others had achieved, the sect had represented a symbol of fighting against demons and protecting human beings. Later, as Ding Hao and others made their success, the strength of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect rose sharply. Ding Hao made martial arts all over the world and became a saint in the eyes of countless people, which made the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect even more famous throughout the world.

During this period of chaos, many people thought that if the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect hadn’t been forced to leave by the powerful forces such as the River Palace and the Hidden Fragrance Peak, its disciples would definitely spare no effort to protect the poor and the weak as they had done before. The Snow Province wouldn’t be in such a mess if it still had such a powerful and benevolent sect as the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect in charge.

As soon as the crowd thought of this, countless people held grudges against the River Palace and other sects.

Many ones in the Snow Province had a special kind of trust toward the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect as if its disciples were their relatives.

Unfortunately, the disciples of the sect had disappeared from the land of Snow Province for too long. Hence, there were no longer gentle, elegant, and polite young swordsmen doing chivalrous deeds in the land of Snow Province. Countless people had been missing the glorious days of the past.

Therefore, it was completely understandable for the people of Snow Province to be so excited and crazy when they saw the disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect all of a sudden.

Under the gaze of many eyes, 40 young disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect came to the refugee area.

Before they could speak, the loud cheers completely overwhelmed them.

It was like the crowd had witnessed their saviors.

The 40 disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect were all young people in their twenties. On top of being surprised, they felt both excited and proud as they encountered such an occasion. The cheering of the crowd meant the great glory that the sect had accumulated for hundreds of years, and it also made the disciples feel heavy responsibilities and motivation.

“Excuse me... Sir... Ding... Is Immortal Ding back?” A gray-haired old man asked in a trembling voice. He used to be Ding Hao’s crazy admirer. Although he was old and couldn’t cultivate, it didn’t hinder his yearning for martial arts. He had told stories of the Sage of Snow Province, Ding Hao, in front of his children and grandchildren countless times.

Unfortunately, his descendants had all died a tragic death in the chaos.

Many people, like the gray-haired old man, looked nervously at those young disciples.

“Of course, Great Martial Uncle Ding is back,” said the leading young man with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers like a tsunami around him. Many people’s eyes lit up with unprecedented sparkles. The young man had to pause for a while and then said loudly, “Great Martial Uncle Ding has issued an order to open the mountain gate. From today on, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect will recruit disciples again. Soon, the sect will send food down. Everyone can rest assured that we are back and we will protect the Human Clan in Snow Province as before.”

The refugee area was in an uproar.

Hope had come to them finally.


Baiman Mountain.

It was a dangerous mountain range in the southern part of the Snow Province. There was layer upon layer of peaks and knolls within the mountain range, and the peaks were steep. The mountains were dangerous with many wild beasts living there. That was why the region was called a barbaric place.

In the vicinity of the Baiman Mountain, there were many inhabited areas of the Human Clan. Among them, there were the most hunters. Because of the lack of Spiritual Qi in the mountain, there were very few demons and sects of Martial Arts in this area. Therefore, the Human Clan could settle down and make a living there by hunting. Although generations of the Human Clan had their tough living in this mountain area, they had managed to carry on the human bloodline there.

Now that it was a time of chaos, after being defeated, a few small powers fled and entered this mountain region.

Within a short period, countless hunters and others in inhabited areas were slaughtered.

Some mercenaries of the Land of Divine Grace also came to the mountain region and found that there were no resources and treasures that could be plundered there, so they simply killed the inhabitants for fun. In the end, this ancient area couldn’t get away with the fate of being torn apart, and it rained blood everywhere.

In a circular mountain area in the north of Baiman Mountain, there was a hunter tribe called the In-snow Tribe.

The tribe was a small one. For a long time, it had been an unknown small force with a population of only a hundred. It had stayed quiet during its people living there for generations.

Until three or four years ago, a young hunter with extraordinary perseverance who came from this tribe joined the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. It made the tribe famous and brought it unparalleled influence in the whole Snow Province. Everyone knew the name Mad Saber, and the reputation of the In-snow Tribe was widely spread.

Unfortunately, as the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect left, the glory of the In-snow Tribe gradually died down.

The arrival of the age of chaos put the tribe in a desperate situation.

On this day, the disaster came to them.

When a small group of Land of Divine Grace mercenaries discovered the temporary station of the In-snow Tribe, they immediately launched a fierce attack.

In an instant, dozens of hunters were mercilessly slaughtered.

Nearly a hundred tribesmen were surrounded in the small square. As they watched the ferocious enemies approach, they had no way to struggle at all. The young hunters drew their bows and arrows, guarding the outermost layer of the crowd. The elders, the women, and the children were protected. They had no way to go like a pack of sheep that were surrounded by wolves. There was no hope for them at all.

The Land of Divine Grace mercenaries gathered around from all directions with smirks on their faces. The leader of the mercenaries was a big bald man with a sturdy body. His thick beard was curled up like a machete, and there was a cruel and bloodthirsty light in his bronze bell-like eyes.

“They’re just a bunch of nobodies. They aren’t even good enough to be our slaves.” The bald sturdy man sneered and said, “They don’t worth anything. Just kill them all.”

A middle-aged scholar dressed in the clothing style of the Land of Infinity bowed and said with a flattering smile, “Your honor, allow me to tell you that there was once a martial arts legend of Snow Province in this tribe. He is very powerful.”

The bald sturdy man smiled in disdain. “A martial arts legend? Haha, what kind of martial arts legend could they have in such a poor and desolate land? Haha, what a bullshit myth.”

“Yes, yes, yes. Of course, he can’t be compared with you, your honor. But that person also stunned the whole Snow Province back then and was very famous in the Northern Region.” The middle-aged scholar said flatteringly.

“It’s just that you bunch of foolish fellows have never seen a truly strong person. Humph, just kill them all. I’d like to see that shitty martial arts legend appear in front of me so that I can kill him with just a finger...” The bald sturdy man said with disdain.

The middle-aged scholar quickly nodded. Just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly stiffened, and his pupils contracted as he stared blankly into the distance.

The bald man was stunned. Following the direction of the scholar’s line of sight, he saw an ordinary-looking young man in his twenties, who appeared on a rock more than 20 meters away unknowingly when.

The Qi fluctuation in the young man’s body was terribly weak. It could be told that he hadn’t reached the Primordial Realm. The young man carried a strange black long saber on his back. His face was dark, and his eyes were determined. There was a strange threatening aura all over his body.

“It’s... it’s... it’s... it’s him... He’s back...” The middle-aged scholar’s teeth were chattering, and he was trembling because of fear. He couldn’t even utter a complete sentence.

“Who’s back?” The bald man asked.

However, a loud bang like a bolt of lightning stunned everyone at this moment. The rock in the distance suddenly exploded and turned into ashes. The figure of the young man on it flashed and appeared in front of the bald sturdy man.

In an instant, an indescribable and horrible pressure swept over like a vast ocean. Before the bald man could react, he was pressed by the tremendous pressure and knelt on the ground, unable to move at all.

Terrifying rich blood energy burst out of the young man’s body, which made him look like a devil that ruled the world.

“Who... who... Who... are you?” The bald man couldn’t suppress the extreme shock in his heart. He felt as if he were an ant pressed under a great mountain. In the face of such a majestic power of blood energy, he couldn’t resist at all.

“That’s just horrible.

“Just by running the power of blood energy in his body, he was able to crush me, and my cultivation is in the Saint Realm. What kind of monster is he?” The bald man was shocked and couldn’t understand why there would be such a strong expert in the world.

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