Legend of Swordsman

On the slanted path, silence reigned.

Zhu Yi’s figure moved like a ghost, covering the entire distance of the winding mountain road in just three breaths, reaching its peak.

Other Emperors on the road, even the slowest among them, sensed the crimson figure that flashed through the swift wind.

For nearly half a year, these Emperors had been walking the 10,000-feet mountain road, yet none had reached even the mountain’s waist. Now, a person had appeared out of nowhere, effortlessly ascending to the summit, and they hadn’t even seen the person’s face clearly.

An Emperor?

Or an envoy from the Qishen Temple?

The locals might be powerful, but hadn’t it been said that they couldn’t break through the boundaries? How could such an extraordinary figure suddenly emerge?

Many strong individuals turned pale with anger. Wasn’t this inheritance supposed to be contested among them? How could someone suddenly appear and directly reach the mountaintop?

Wuliang, who had just covered a distance of 2,000 feet, stood in place with a black expression.

With his Bodhi Hearttree, he felt no pressure walking this path. He had planned to hide his true strength and gradually ascend, but now someone had stolen a march on him. How was this fair?

Zhu Yi, standing on the mountaintop, looked back.

All the Emperors below met her gaze.

“Black Demon!” Zhu Yi spoke nonchalantly.

She didn’t care much about those Emperors; there were hardly any tier 5 ones among them, not even enough to serve as cannon fodder. However, she had scrutinized the incarnation of that Demon Lord carefully.

The Forbidden Demon Lord, bound at the summit, struggled against the iron chains, glaring with gnashed teeth.

“Zhu Yi, you’ll die for this!”

Snap!

Clang, thud, rip.

A faint golden thunder spread along the chains, a dazzling lightning, shattering the Black Demon’s sturdy teeth.

“Dare to be disrespectful again, and I’ll come here every year to torment you!’

Zhu Yi flexed her wrist, her eyes unkind as she looked at the restrained Forbidden Demon Lord.

The Black Demon, his teeth shattered, grunted, “Traitor, damn you!’

As part of the Qishen, these Demon Lords formed by the Dao of Devouring each considered themselves as Qishen, supremely arrogant.

The one in Black Tortoise Temple was an exception. The former ‘Wind Demon’, one of the five great Demon Lords, was surprisingly calm, not at all irritable.

Zhu Yi found it strange how these consciousnesses formed by the way of Dao, all being manifestations of a single Dao, could have such vast differences in temperament.

‘Quit the nonsense. I didn’t come here to trouble you!” she retorted.

At the peak of the Demon Sound Mountain, apart from the pillars and chains binding the Black Demon, there was also a divine bell.

The sound of the bell reverberated, and those capable of resisting the demon sound at such close range were peak-level Emperors with at least fifth-level mastery of Heart power.

But Zhu Yi possessed a Seven Orifices Linglong Heart, so this level of demon sound couldn’t disturb her.

Approaching the divine bell, Zhu Yi placed the sphere given to her by Wind Demon into the groove at the top of the bell. The tremendous suction made her hands tremble, almost pulling her in.

As soon as she let go, the sphere merged with the groove and the bell, emitting a hum. A majestic force stirred, tousling Zhu Yi’s hair cascading down her expressionless face.

Onlookers saw three thousand strands of crimson hair fluttering in the wind, slashing across her emotionless visage.

Black Demon, stepping back, had the memories of this bell. This bell was a ‘Universe Treasure’!

It had been damaged, but now it was somehow repaired. The familiar, terrifying pressure made him tremble.

A breeze swept the mountaintop, causing a commotion below. Several peak-level Emperors who had fought thousands of battles had to retreat.

As for the others, they fared worse. Some couldn’t even steady themselves, retreating hundreds of feet.

“What’s going on?”

“Could it be that the inheritance on the mountaintop has been taken by someone!?”

A group of powerful individuals resisted the oncoming wind, struggling to defend themselves.

On the mountaintop, Zhu Yi couldn’t care less about the fate of those Emperors down below.

Once the divine bell fully regained its former power, she put it away.

The sphere earlier was just a missing part of the divine bell; this bell was the key.

Now, the trial inheritance of the Original Realm was about to begin, marking the second phase.

The first phase involved all Grand Yan Immortals fighting each other, eliminating the weak. Those who survived had some strength of their own. Now, they needed to offer them some good things to keep them motivated and continue the battle.

Repairing this divine bell was to open the trial inheritance of the Original Realm, a crucial step established in ancient times.

This was also the reason why she was dissatisfied with True Spirit’s premature actions; everything had a set order that couldn’t be disrupted.

Although she had the Seven Orifices Linglong Heart, not much different from a cultivator, precisely because of this, she held great respect for Qishen.

Qishen was the god who granted her life and was an unquestionable master.

With the divine bell completely repaired, Zhu Yi had no intention of staying here any longer. She just gave a cold glance at Black Demon.

As for those demon clones, she didn’t care at all, nor did she bother to remind those Emperors.

On the other hand, she was a bit surprised that Black Demon could summon so many clones, and each of them had tier 5 combat power.

It seemed his origin source, even when suppressed by the Demon Sound Mountain, was continuously strengthening.

The Dao of Devouring truly was a calamity!

However, now wasn’t the time to consider this. After obtaining the divine bell, her figure flickered and she disappeared from the mountaintop, reappearing in the outer void.

Ripping through the void effortlessly, she entered a massive treasury within the primal realm.

This time, 108 Original Planets were activated for inheritance, requiring her to select 180 suitable inheritances from tens of thousands.

Inheritances that could be considered supreme techniques in the outside world were casually placed within this hidden paradise.

Like pillars of heaven, the inheritances were swiftly assessed by Zhu Yie With her exceptionally sharp mind, she selected 180 inheritances within a few breaths from the countless options.

The pillar-like structures shrank and flew into Zhu Yi’s hands.

After acquiring the inheritances, she moved to other grotto-heavens, beginning her search tor treasures.

“That should be enough. Quite a few changes need to be made regarding the rules!” The token in Zhu Yi’s hand shimmered as she was teleported back to the Vermilion Bird Temple.

Inside the palace, four Vermilion Bird envoys stood tall, each possessing the strength of a tier 5 Emperor.

Originally created to manage the Qishen Temple, they were now forced to venture into other universes to gather exceptional talents.

Some had good luck, visiting universes with weak foundations where they couldn’t even encounter a tier 5 Emperor. They moved freely in such places. Others weren’t so fortunate; they faced tier 6 Emperors and might not have returned if not for the use of major teleportation symbols.

“My Lady, the plundering of exceptional talents in nearby universes is nearly complete. They’ve all been sent to the Original Secret Realm.” Zhu Yi walked to her throne, sat down slowly, and nodded.

“How many of them are there?”

“About a million.’

Zhu Yi rubbed her temples and said, “Then, provide them with an inheritance as well! Send Fourth Brother to handle this. Others will initiate the trial of inheritances on the Original Planets. The guardians are too unreliable; we can’t let them handle such matters anymore.”

“Yes!”

Swoosh!

A total of 180 crystal pillars of inheritances flew out, landing in front of the individuals.

After the assignments were made, everyone left one by one..