"Is this the bottom of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords?"
Su Li breathed a long sigh of relief, and found that his breath turned into streaks of white breath.
The white breath contains extremely strong spiritual power, and any move Su Li makes here is very slow.
The spiritual power is too strong.
It's so rich that it feels like you're at the bottom of the sea, with endless resistance surrounding every move you make.
Su Li's eyes released a golden light, and then followed the Shangyang Spirit Sword and walked towards the distance.
There is no sword intent and sword energy around here, but only pure and rich spiritual power.
Su Li was very surprised. When Shangyang Sword Emperor slashed out this abyss of ten thousand swords with one sword, why was there no sword intent at the bottom?
Su Li originally wanted to find the purest sword intention in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords. Perhaps through a ray of sword intention from the former Sword Emperor, he could understand more of the Thirteen Swords of Shangyang.
The Thirteen Swords of Shangyang, this is the way of swordsmanship developed by Shangyang Sword Emperor.
Although Su Li has to find his own unique path, his path can be based on the Thirteen Swords.
Now Su Li has only mastered the five swords, and has yet to master the sixth sword.
Su Li is in urgent need of some outside help.
"Buzz-"
A series of sword sounds came briskly from the Shangyang Spirit Sword, and it seemed that this Spirit Sword was very excited.
He seemed to feel the aura of his former master, so he jumped for joy and led Su Li forward.
In this pitch-black space, Su Li was like an ascetic.
Su Li was sweating profusely with every step he took.
It's not good if the spiritual power is too thin, and it's not good if the spiritual power is too strong. Su Li now feels the pain.
During the battle at Hunduan Mountain, Su Li expended a lot of spiritual energy, and it was really impossible to recover quickly.
However, at this moment, Su Li was in such a place of majestic spiritual power, and all the spiritual power from the outside world was involuntarily flowing into his body.
These spiritual powers seemed to be changing Su Li's physique.
"hiss--"
"call--"
Su Li breathed heavily, but it could not relieve his discomfort at the moment.
If he had to describe Su Li's feelings at this moment, perhaps a drowned fish in the sea would be his most realistic portrayal.
"Um?"
Su Li suddenly raised his head and saw a golden hut not far away. The hut was extremely unreal and looked particularly frivolous.
Shangyang Spirit Sword made a light sound, and then quickly got through.
In this lower realm, Shangyang Spirit Sword is not affected at all.
"bite--"
The door of the hut opened, and a golden figure sat cross-legged inside. The figure slowly opened its eyes and reached out to control the Shangyang Spirit Sword.
"Chichi——"
The mighty spiritual power was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, sweeping out crazily and instantly lifting Su Li away.
The extremely terrifying power was released from that man, like a god.
Even if Su Li gritted his teeth, he couldn't hold on for even one breath. He was blown away just by looking at him.
This terrifying and terrifying power is too astonishing.
"Huh? You have my sword intention in you."
The golden man spoke.
At this time, Su Li was shocked and quickly bowed to the man.
"Senior and junior Su Li, I have inherited your sword intention in the secular world."
Who else could the golden man be?
It must be the Shangyang Sword Emperor.
"My sword intention?"
The golden man was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
This laughter was mighty and mighty, swaying back and forth in this rift valley.
The elder of the Sword Sect of the Taizi generation had not yet come down, but he was so shaken by the laughter that he retreated repeatedly. He stared down in horror, not daring to come any closer.
On the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords, Tai'a and his Sword Sect disciples were guarding the surroundings, not allowing anyone to approach.
And as a laugh came from the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords, the swords of all the disciples of the Sword Sect were instantly unsheathed, and the swords roared in unison, converging towards the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords.
"this……"
"What happened down there, my sword..."
"What's going on? That laughter makes me feel so depressed..."
Everyone in the Sword Sect said bitterly, and even Tai'a looked at his sword in surprise.
His sword was taken away.
Under the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords, Su Li clasped his hands and bent down, resisting the violent fluctuations. He still refused to kneel down.
For some reason, Su Li raised his head forcibly and stared at the golden figure. He always felt that this person was not the Sword Emperor.
The misunderstanding just now made him mistakenly believe that this person was the Shangyang Sword Emperor.
But the laugh just now made Su Li conclude that the sword intention in this man had no attributes, and it didn't have the domineering power of Shangyang Sword Emperor.
There is gold under the man's knees. Shangyang Sword Emperor is half of Su Li's master, so he can kneel down.
But this person, Su Li would not kneel down.
"I'm not worthy enough to teach you sword intent. What you inherit is my master's sword intent."
At this moment, the golden man spoke slowly.
"Owner?"
Su Li's expression condensed, and then he looked at Shangyang Spirit Sword.
"I'm just a fragment."
The golden man said with a smile, his face full of emotion: "It's been ten thousand years. I've been suppressing the world here for ten thousand years. I don't know how long I will suppress it..."
Su Li was puzzled. Listening to Jin Ren's words, he was curious about what the Great World was and why it needed to be suppressed.
There seemed to be more and more mysteries hidden in the Small Thousand World, and Su Li was filled with curiosity.
"Senior, can you make it clearer..."
Su Li smiled awkwardly.
"I am the Tao on the Sanqing Sword of Shangyang, and I am also a fragment of the Sanqing Sword."
"When the Sword Emperor left me here to suppress him, he used his own way to suppress the world for ten thousand years."
"You shouldn't come here, take this sword and leave. Use your way to repair the Sanqing Sword. It is no longer the Shangyang Sanqing Sword. Maybe it will become your Sanqing Sword. When I can no longer suppress it,
If you can't stand it any longer, you can choose to continue suppressing it or to welcome it..."
The golden man shook his head and threw the Shangyang Spirit Sword out.
Su Li was confused and had no idea what the golden man was talking about.
However, Su Li now knows some other information.
The Shangyang Sword Emperor did not split the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords with one sword, but left a fragment of the Shangyang Sanqing Sword here.
It was suppressed here with fragments for ten thousand years.
The remaining sword intent eventually formed the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords.
As for why this is the case, Shangyang Sword Emperor is probably trying to suppress something.
Shangyang Spirit Sword, no, maybe it should be called Sanqing Sword. This thing itself seems to have become an ownerless thing, and now it completely belongs to Su Li.
"Senior, can you make it more clear..."
Su Li frowned. Since he is here, he might as well ask clearly at once. There are many secrets hidden in Xiaoqianjie.
If Su Li doesn't figure it out, I'm afraid it will be really difficult for him to act in the future.
But at this moment, the elders of the Taizi generation of Jianzong fell one after another, and they also reached the bottom of the abyss.
"Su Li, you broke into our Sword Sect's forbidden area without permission. Do you think you are guilty?"
Elder Taihu said angrily with a solemn expression.