Li Yao said, "Sword Prison!"
"Sword Prison?"
Wuming frowned and asked, "What kind of place is Sword Prison?"
Li Yao explained, "Sword Prison is the hell of sword hearts..."
The sword aura space of Sword Twenty-Three is also known as the Sword Heart Hell.
Sword Heart Hell is a subset of the Sword World.
After the Sword Saint's death, the Sword Heart Hell was devoured by the Sword Realm, and all the sword skills within it became the property of the Sword Realm.
Sword Heart Hell is a special space that exists in the Sword Realm yet is independent of it. It is also a supreme realm that only the reincarnation of a Sword Saint can enter.
As Li Yao walked, he explained the Sword Heart Hell to Wuming.
Taking advantage of Wuming's inattention, he stored the original First Emperor Sword in his spatial storage.
Wuming noticed that Li Yao was missing the First Emperor's Sword, and asked in confusion, "Huh? Where's the First Emperor's Sword you were holding?"
Li Yao said without changing his expression, "I threw it away!"
"When did you throw it? I didn't see you throw it."
The nameless man was utterly perplexed.
Li Yao's gaze fell on the nameless hero's sword, and he changed the subject, saying, "Your hero's sword is quite nice, can I take a look?"
"sure."
Wuming, without suspicion, handed the Hero's Sword to Li Yao.
Li Yao was overjoyed and quickly accepted the Hero's Sword.
At the same time, he immediately copied the Hero's Sword and disassembled it.
Weapon Spirit +15!
Hero's Soul *1!
Li Yao toyed with the Hero Sword for a moment, then said calmly, "As expected of the Hero Sword, it is full of righteous spirit. What a fine sword!"
With that, he handed the original Hero Sword back to Nameless.
Unknown to Wuming, his Hero Sword had already been copied by Li Yao.
Wuming looked at the Peerless Sword in Li Yao's hand and couldn't help but ask, "Did you get the Peerless Sword from the Sword Saint?"
Li Yao nodded and said, "That's right, it was given to me by the Sword Saint."
Wuming thought to himself, "I don't believe you. You must have stolen it."
As they spoke, the two arrived at a place of black mist.
Within this black mist, there was an aura of destructive sword energy.
Suddenly, the black mist condensed into a human shape.
This person stood tall, dressed entirely in black, with a gaunt face, and his appearance was remarkably similar to that of the Sword Saint, Dugu Jian.
On his forehead was a sword scar identical to that of Dugu Jian.
However, this person was much younger than Dugu Jian, and looked like a middle-aged man.
To Li Yao and Wuming's surprise, this person had a long sword in his hand, the style of which was exactly the same as the Peerless Sword.
However, this was a peerless sword that was entirely black, and its blade exuded an aura of endless destruction.
The person before me should be Huangfu Jian, the first Sword Saint, and also the previous incarnation of Dugu Jian, the Sword Saint.
Huangfu Jian was also surprised when he saw Li Yao and Wuming, as well as the Peerless Sword in Li Yao's hand.
His eyes shot out two beams of destructive sword energy as he stared at Li Yao and said, "Li Yao, we meet again."
"Are you Dugu Jian?"
Li Yao was taken aback.
Huangfu Jian proudly declared, "I am both Dugu Jian and Huangfu Jian. I am the Sword Saint, and I am the Sword Saint."
Li Yao suddenly realized.
It turns out that after he defeated Dugu Jian's primordial spirit that day, Dugu Jian's sword energy space was devoured by the Sword Realm, and his sword skills and memories were absorbed by the Sword Heart Hell.
Huangfu Jian, being the master of Sword Heart Hell, naturally absorbed Dugu Jian's swordsmanship and memories.
Then, Huangfu Jian looked at Wuming with sharp eyes and said, "Wuming, it's been a long time."
The two men before him had both defeated the Sword Saint, Dugu Jian.
Therefore, his eyes were filled with intense hatred.
Wuming cupped his hands in greeting and smiled, "I am overjoyed to see the Sword Saint again."
Huangfu Jian snorted coldly, then turned his gaze to Li Yao and said, "You defeated me that day because my swordsmanship was not refined enough. Now, do you dare to fight me again?"
"I couldn't ask for more!"
Li Yao smiled slightly.
"very good!"
Two sharp sword energies flashed in Huangfu Jian's eyes.
Then, he tossed the black peerless sword in his hand into the air.
Instantly, the Peerless Sword burst forth with an overwhelming black light, enveloping Li Yao entirely.
Then Huangfu Jian's voice came: "As long as you pass through my Sword Heart Hell, I will admit defeat."
Li Yao offered no resistance, allowing the dark sword light to carry him into a hellish abyss.
This is hell, a hell for the defeated.
In hell, the cries of countless defeated swordsmen echoed.
Here, there is no light, no direction, no smell...
Only endless wails could be heard.
Li Yao calmed his mind and eliminated all distracting thoughts, then stepped forward along a path made of swords.
Soon, a series of images appeared before my eyes.
Those are all images of kendo losers being defeated by their opponents.
In the scene...
There is the look of resentment shown by the loser when they are defeated.
There was the look of pain on the face of a defeated man who had been stabbed through the chest and abdomen with a sword.
There was the ferocious look on the face of a loser whose arm had been severed by a single sword strike.
...
The scene was extremely bloody.
The scene was incredibly impressive.
It was accompanied by piercing screams.
It gives people a sense of being there.
Even more so, to empathize.
Even Li Yao, whose mind was as firm as a rock, couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart.
Will I one day be defeated like these losers before me?
If I were defeated, would I feel the same resentment, pain, and rage as the scene before me...?
Just as Li Yao's mind began to become chaotic.
Suddenly, the screen disappeared.
The surroundings turned pitch black again.
At the same time, countless invisible sword energies and sword intents rushed in from all directions.
"No, I will never lose!"
A resolute look flashed in Li Yao's eyes, and he immediately came to his senses.
"Sword Saint, do you think you can fool me with these little tricks?"
Li Yao's eyes immediately cleared.
He brandished his peerless sword, and countless sword lights flashed.
boom!
A loud bang.
All that could be heard was the sound of space shattering.
The pitch-black hell vanished without a trace.
"ah……"
At the same time, a miserable scream was heard from Huangfu Jian.
Under the astonished gaze of Wuming, Huangfu Jian seemed to have been struck by a sword, clutching his chest in pain and falling heavily backward.
Luck +21!
Divine Soul +49!
...
Congratulations, host! Your spiritual energy has exceeded 600 points, and your realm has been upgraded to: Refining Spirit Realm, Level 4!
Unexpectedly, this trip to the Sword Realm yielded so many divine soul attributes, and my cultivation level has been upgraded once again.
Li Yao was overjoyed.
The 'Six Annihilation Sword Twenty-Three' did not drop from Huangfu Jian's body.