"The higher the level of the righteous sword intent, the higher the corresponding sword mountain in the sword world will be."
Then, he pointed to the two largest sword mountains and continued, "Those two sword mountains should be formed by the sword intent of you and your elder brother Mu Yingxiong."
Nameless looked surprised and couldn't help but ask, "You know my identity? Also, you seem to know a lot about the Sword Realm? Just who are you?"
Li Yao smiled without saying a word, and walked forward along the white sword path.
Seeing that Li Yao refused to answer, Wuming did not press the matter further.
Then, he glanced around and asked, "Your swordsmanship is probably superior to mine. I wonder which sword mountain belongs to you?"
Li Yao closed his eyes and carefully sensed it.
A moment later, he opened his eyes and shook his head, saying, "I didn't sense any sword intent belonging to me. There shouldn't be any of my swords here."
"How is that possible?"
Wuming frowned, a look of astonishment appearing on his face. "Could it be that your sword intent is an evil sword intent? That's why there was no sword mountain, but you entered the sword pool instead!"
Li Yao smiled slightly but did not explain.
In fact, he had already guessed the reason.
Presumably, he does not belong to this world, so the Sword Realm cannot absorb his sword intent, thus preventing the formation of the Sword Mountain and the entry into the Sword Pool.
Li Yao and Wuming walked for a while and came to the banks of a sword river.
Wuming gazed at the Sword River and exclaimed in amazement, "What a clear river! It's strange, there's black sword energy everywhere here, so why is the water in this river so clear?"
Li Yao thought for a moment and said, "This river should be able to reflect the swordsman's past experiences."
"really?"
Wuming was surprised and exclaimed, "There is such a magical river here."
At that moment, he couldn't help but crane his neck to look at the crystal-clear river.
Familiar scenes flashed across the river.
From the time he was born until he was sent by Mu Long to learn martial arts as a child, and after returning from his apprenticeship, he successively "killed" eight of his masters.
In order to stop his elder brother from assassinating the emperor, he joined the Sword Sect to improve his swordsmanship.
On his way to stop his elder brother's actions, he encountered the Sword Saint and defeated him.
And his battles against the ten major sects for Feng Wu, which resulted in the defeat of the ten major sects and caused a period of depression in the martial arts world.
...
The nameless past unfolded like a movie, playing out once again.
As Wuming watched all this, he felt a mix of emotions, a sense of vicissitudes of life where things had changed and people were no longer the same.
Suddenly, the scene shifts to the moment when the nameless man discovers that his beloved wife has been poisoned.
Wuming felt a pang of pain in his heart and slammed his palm into the surface of the Sword River, creating ripples that abruptly ended the scene.
It took a long time for Wuming to recover from his grief.
At this moment, Li Yao stuck his head out, wanting to see if the Sword River could reflect his past experiences.
As a result, the river remained completely still, and the water remained crystal clear.
"ah?"
What's going on?
Wuming looked surprised and puzzled, and asked, "Why doesn't this river reveal your past experiences?"
Li Yao shrugged and laughed, "This... is probably hard to explain!"
After saying that, he continued walking along the Sword River.
Wuming shook his head helplessly and quickly followed.
He increasingly found Li Yao to be shrouded in mystery.
This Li Yao seems to know the world very well, yet he also seems to be completely out of place in it.
what is going on?
Wuming racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.
Li Yao and Wuming followed the Sword River all the way.
Gradually, they all felt the eerie and icy sword intent growing stronger and stronger.
Before long, they arrived at the edge of a huge river.
Wuming gazed at the river before him and said, "This place is filled with a chilling, deathly sword intent. Could this pool be the Sword Pool you speak of?"
Li Yao nodded and said, "That's right, this is the Sword Pool, a place where evil sword intent gathers."
Just as the two were talking, a dark shadow slowly condensed beneath the sword pool.
"Hehehe... It's human presence. Someone's come in."
"Hehehe... My chance has come!"
The dark figure was overjoyed.
"brush!"
Suddenly, a black light shot out from the shadowy figure; it was actually several sinister sword energies that pierced towards Li Yao's vital points.
"careful!"
Wuming's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in surprise.
At the same time, he swung his sword at the black sword energy.
boom!
A surge of powerful sword energy instantly shattered all the black sword energy.
Li Yao was surprised, not expecting Wuming to lend a helping hand.
However, even if Wuming doesn't intervene, he will be fine.
Because he had already sensed the movement in the sword pool.
At the same time, a tall, ugly, and ferocious humanoid monster instantly rose from the sword pool.
The monster had crimson fangs, skin like black iron, and held a demonic sword in its hand, exuding an aura of malevolence.
The monster stared at Li Yao with boundless greed, as if it had spotted a delicious meal, and excitedly barked at him:
"Human, offer up your body and soul, and await my devouring and possession of you, so that I may break free from the Sword Realm and descend upon the mortal world, where you will enjoy unparalleled glory."
The reason this monster took a liking to Li Yao was because it sensed that Li Yao's physical body was different from others.
"You've finally shown up! We've been waiting for you!"
Li Yao smiled.
Knowing the plot well, he knew that the monster in front of him was a demon born from the condensation of evil and resentful energy of the sword realm.
"Humans, obediently become my puppets!"
Suddenly, the Demon Lord leaped out of the sword pool, soaring into the air. From his vantage point, he swung his demonic sword, unleashing a black sword aura that was both real and illusory, mysterious and unpredictable, accompanied by an eerie demonic sound.
"A trivial skill!"
This time, before Wuming could react, Li Yao had already made his move.
He held the peerless divine sword in his hand and casually swung it in the air.
A sword beam slashed out horizontally, sweeping towards the Demon Lord's black sword energy.
In an instant, the black sword energy was blasted away without a trace.
"With such meager skills, you think you can challenge me? You're dreaming."
Li Yao gave a cold laugh and said, "I advise you to use a more powerful method."
"Interesting. It seems I underestimated you."
"In that case, I am even more eager to possess you and make you my puppet."
A look of surprise flashed in the Demon Lord's eyes, followed by an even more excited expression.
Immediately, he manipulated the 'Twelve Profound Yin Swords' and suddenly unleashed twelve strange and seemingly living sword energies, which attacked Li Yao.
Li Yao gathered his inner strength, and the Peerless Sword burst forth with light, swinging it a few times in the air.
In the blink of an eye, countless sword lights formed a huge sword net, enveloping the twelve sword energies.
A terrifying devouring force seemed to emanate from the sword net.
Like a black hole, those twelve incredibly strange sword energies kept appearing.
In an instant, the twelve sword energies were completely devoured by the sword net.
Upon witnessing this bizarre scene, the Demon Lord's pupils constricted sharply: "This...this...impossible!"
Chapter 240 Immortality and the Fear of Death
"With your mediocre skills, you think you can possess me? That's just wishful thinking."
Li Yao smiled gently.
"Damn it, who are you?"
Seeing that the opponent had easily neutralized the 'Twelve Profound Yin Swords', the Demon Lord roared in a fit of rage, his face becoming even more ferocious and terrifying.
"You are not qualified to know my identity."
Li Yao shook his head slightly.
"Hmph, don't think that just because you've neutralized the 'Twelve Profound Yin Swords,' I'm afraid of you. I am the ruler of this world. You insignificant humans, watch how I torment you to death."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Lord transformed into a strange black mist. Within the mist, sword energy crisscrossed, and a thick killing intent permeated the air, enveloping Li Yao and Wuming.
"not good!"