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"Don't worry, once you are here, no one can threaten you. The Light Barrier emitted by the Sword King's Order will protect you until you enter the Sword King's Tomb," said a disciple from a major power. They were the most knowledgeable about the Sword King's Order and had the most authority to speak on the matter.
"Ah... that's good, that's good." Many martial artists who were concerned about their own strength let out a long sigh of relief. If there was no danger, then they had nothing to fear. Otherwise, with so many people lurking outside, even if they were powerful, they wouldn't be able to withstand it.
Ren Pingsheng glanced around indifferently and soon spotted Cheng Batian, who had been dominating the Dueling Platform in Yunyin City. He was surrounded by several people engaged in conversation, including Qiu Yingjie, who had suddenly appeared that day.
He also noticed the Young Master of the Evil Sect and Li Kun, which brightened his eyes. Since Crimson Blood Hand Li Kun was here as well, it seemed he was doing quite well in the Evil Sect. This would save him a lot of trouble; he wouldn't have to look for another opportunity to deal with him.
However, when he saw another haggard face, his gaze froze. He walked over slowly and said with concern, "Yanran, what happened? You look so haggard. Is something wrong?"
"Ah, it's Ren Brother! I'm fine. I just didn't rest well last night because I was too worried. I don't even know if there will be a royal-level inheritance this time," she suddenly lied, afraid to tell the truth. Even she didn't understand why she felt this way, as if she feared Ren Pingsheng would find out.
She remembered what Elder Qiao had told her before coming here—that Outer Court Lord Li Yun had already arrived. He confirmed that something was wrong with Ren Pingsheng, and as a sect-level powerhouse, there was no need for him to deceive her. At that moment, she even thought that all of this was caused by her association with Ren Pingsheng. If it weren't for him, there wouldn't be so many issues now. For some reason, her heart wavered at that moment.
So when facing Ren Pingsheng, she began to shy away. She used to hate being deceived by others the most. Yet now she found herself lying to Ren Pingsheng and was unwilling to open up to him anymore.
"Fool, don't worry; I will definitely bring back the royal-level inheritance. Just make sure to protect yourself in the Sword King's Tomb," Ren Pingsheng said gently with a smile upon hearing her words. Although he still had some doubts in his heart, he didn't dwell on them too much; he believed that once he obtained the royal-level inheritance, all these worries would be resolved.
"Yes, but with so many powerful people here, Ren Brother, you need to be careful too," Chu Yanran seemed to regain some composure and forced a smile as she reminded him.
"It's fine; I've got everything covered. Once this matter at the Sword King's Tomb is over, we can be together."
"Ren Brother, what if my family and someone I care about are both in danger at the same time? Who should I save first?"
"Um? Why do you ask this question? Did something happen to your parents? That shouldn't be the case; no one dares to threaten your parents in the Great Chu Dynasty!" Ren Pingsheng furrowed his brows and couldn't help but ask.
"No, Ren Brother, you're being too sensitive. I'm just using it as an example. What do you think we should do?" Chu Yanran lowered her head, concealing the panic in her eyes, and spoke softly, pretending to be calm.
"I see. Of course, we should save them both; after all, they are both very important to us."
"Where is there such a good thing? What if you can only save one side? What should we do then?"
"If it were me, I wouldn't let such a thing happen. But if it really did happen, then you would have to follow your heart. I can't give you a definite answer; I've never experienced such a situation myself," Ren Pingsheng said honestly. Perhaps because he was an outsider, he could casually provide an answer, but if he were in the situation himself, he wouldn't know what to do.
"Follow my heart?" Chu Yanran murmured. She then looked up and smiled: "Ren Brother, thank you. Don't take it to heart; we girls just like to think about these nonsensical questions."
"Is that so? That's good; I was worried that something really happened to you," Ren Pingsheng also breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt something strange in his heart; the current Chu Yanran felt distant and unfamiliar to him.
"Haha... Ren Pingsheng, I didn't expect you to be here too. It's been a long time!" A burly man walked over with a joyful expression.
"You... are Situ Kong?" Seeing the person before him, he was momentarily stunned before realizing.
"Very good; I didn't expect you still remembered me." This person was indeed Situ Kong, whom Ren Pingsheng had encountered while fleeing from the pursuit of the Yunxing Sect. At that time, he had even used him as a shield.
"Oh, it seems you've gotten your hands on the Sword King Order from Tianfeng City." The two had only met by chance and exchanged some words, learning about the Sword King Order's presence in Tianfeng City. Situ Kong had rushed over immediately after that; now appearing here spoke volumes.
"Just lucky. But since you're here too, then it seems that the Sword King Order from that Evil Sect disciple must have fallen into your hands," Situ Kong quickly pieced together some of the circumstances.
He had been pursuing that Sword King Order when he encountered Ren Pingsheng. Unfortunately, there had been no news since then, but now he had his suspicions. One must know that items like the Sword King Order are not common goods found everywhere. Each appearance would stir up a bloody storm. He couldn't believe that with Ren Pingsheng's cultivation at the Warrior Realm back then, he could truly seize one. It was certain that something had happened to that Evil Sect disciple, and by coincidence, the Sword King Order ended up in Ren Pingsheng's hands.
Ren Pingsheng just smiled, neither denying nor admitting. It was a pity that Chu Yanran had just left; otherwise, upon hearing this news, she might have figured out many things.
"This time there are many powerful figures; I really want to have a good fight," he said, noticing Ren Pingsheng's attitude and tactfully not bringing it up again.
"Indeed, but your cultivation is impressive as well; I fear it may not be inferior to theirs," Ren Pingsheng said with some surprise. When they first met, Situ Kong was only at the mid-level warrior stage, and now, in the blink of an eye, he had reached the perfected martial artist stage. The speed of this improvement was truly astonishing. Even with Ren Pingsheng's series of fortunate encounters, he could not compare.
"Tch, enough about that. I was trapped for a whole year just to achieve this level of cultivation. You have no idea; it was endless battles without food or drink every day. If it were an ordinary person, they would have gone insane by now," Situ Kong said, pouting, still looking somewhat fearful.
"Haha, but you came out just fine. This trip to the Sword King's Tomb will likely be a fierce competition. I just wonder how many royal-level inheritances will emerge this time."
"Hehe, who cares about them? Once we get in, I’ll look for an opportunity to battle them fiercely. Royal-level inheritances can only be obtained by chance; they cannot be forced."
"Maybe so, but it’s still necessary to strive for them; otherwise..." Suddenly, the ground shook violently, interrupting Ren Pingsheng's words. The other warriors looked on in confusion, unsure of what was happening.
The entire ground was trembling; no, more accurately, the towering mountain ahead—over three thousand feet high—was shaking, and many stones were rolling down. Many warriors hurriedly retreated in fright.
"Haha, the Sword King's Tomb is finally about to open," laughed a warrior who knew what was happening.
"What? The Sword King's Tomb is about to open? Is this the phenomenon before its opening?" The holders of the Sword King's Orders felt their hearts stir as they stared at the shaking mountain with fiery eyes.
After two thousand years, the Sword King's Tomb was finally about to open again.
According to records, the Sword King's Tomb was established at the end of Ancient Times after nearly a hundred royal-level powerhouses suffered severe injuries in a great battle. To ensure their own legacies and the inheritances they had obtained would not be lost and to find suitable successors, they joined forces to create the Sword King's Tomb. Each made nine Sword King's Orders as tokens for entry and stipulated that only those below the respect level could enter.
In the blink of an eye, one hundred thousand years had passed; this was the fiftieth opening of the Sword King's Tomb. It was rumored that during this long period, over half of the royal-level inheritances within had emerged. Each time it opened, there would be some royal-level inheritance that appeared; it all depended on whether one had the fortune to obtain it.
The shaking of the mountain grew increasingly intense, as if it were about to collapse, and a vertical scar slowly became visible in the middle. Many trees toppled, and rocks shattered.
"Boom..." The mountain trembled violently, and suddenly a shocking scene unfolded: the towering mountain, over two thousand zhang high, split directly in half as if it had been forcibly cleaved. Everyone was stunned, realizing how formidable the power must be to achieve such a feat.
In the split mountain, a light gate appeared in the middle, leading underground. Behind the light gate was a deep passageway whose destination was unknown. No wonder it was called the Sword King's Tomb; it turned out to be built underground.
"This is the Sword King's Tomb; I've finally waited for you." Many people around had fiery eyes as they gazed at the light gate. Thinking of the royal-level inheritance, some could no longer contain themselves and dashed toward the light gate. Many martial artists widened their eyes, eager to see what would happen. If they could enter without the Sword King's Order, it would be an enormous piece of good news for them.
"Ah!" The martial artist who rushed into the light gate let out a terrible scream before vanishing into thin air, as if evaporating from the air itself.
"Gulp..." Someone swallowed hard, and the sound was particularly jarring in the dead silence.
"I refuse to believe I can't enter," an elder exclaimed as he stepped forward. The aura he exuded indicated he was definitely a respected-level expert. He took a step toward the light gate, fully alert, and placed one foot inside.
"Ah..." A similar scream echoed. This time, other martial artists watched more closely as one foot of the elder disappeared into thin air without leaving a trace of blood. Half of his body remained outside, and in horror, he tried to retreat, but it was futile; it seemed that once one stepped into the light gate, even if they tried to run back out, it was useless.
His body gradually vanished under the gaze of thousands of martial artists. The screams continued unabated, creating an eerie scene that sent chills down people's spines. It also awakened many greedy individuals; it appeared that without the Sword King's Order, entry was impossible.
Unfortunately, they were now powerless to act. Previously, some had disbelieved and attempted to seize control. However, no matter how they attacked, those holding the Sword King's Order protected by the Light Barrier suffered not a scratch. They even laughed at those who looked like exhausted dogs. They had lost their last chance.
"The Sword King's Tomb has opened; let's go in!" The martial artists holding the Sword King's Order felt some fear from what had just occurred, but with the protection of the Light Barrier, they entered the light gate unscathed.
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