The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud
Chapter 1108

<h1text-align:" center"=""><spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chapter 1108: Entering the Sword Ancestor's Tomb

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Well, this time he is asking for his own death, so he can't blame anyone else."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Only Zhang Xiu and Saintess Qing Yue, who can trigger the Sword Spirit Bodu's abnormal activity, are qualified to enter the tomb of the Ancient Sword Ancestor.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Legend has it that the Ancient Sword Ancestor reached the level of the Supreme Immortal Emperor.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">His tomb must still retain some of the power from his lifetime.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Even his remnant soul might still be inside. For those who are unrecognized, entering would indeed be akin to seeking death."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"If he dies here, it would actually reduce the pressure on us.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After we leave, we might have an explanation for the elders."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Yes, things have reached this point. Saintess Qing Yue's ten helpers have died, and someone has to pay the price to quell the public's anger."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The dozen or so onlookers watched Su Jingzhen walk towards the Sword Ancestor's Tomb, their hearts filled with complex emotions.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The deaths of others may not matter much.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But the deaths of Long Jianchen, Ye Heng, and the other are too important.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">To some extent, it might even be as significant as Chen Lang's death.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Of course, at this moment, the crowd still didn't know that Chen Lang had also been killed by Su Jingzhen.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Will the young master succeed?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As Su Jingzhen walked towards the tomb of the ancient sword ancestor, Shengana and Qiu Yaoyao's expressions became serious.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Even from a distance, they could feel the immense and sharp fluctuations emanating from the tomb.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At the very least, they knew that if they got too close, they would be instantly reduced to nothingness by the overwhelming sword energy.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Ever since I've known him, I've always known that he would never do anything without certainty.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If he dares to make this choice, he must have prepared thoroughly".

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Qiu Yaoyao's expression was also complex.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">She then added, "If he succeeds in entering, then we don't need to worry. At that point, the ones who should be worried are ourselves."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As she spoke, Qiu Yaoyao glanced at the growing crowd around them.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Their current appearance was far too conspicuous.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">It was inevitable that someone would try to make a move on them.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If Su Jingzhen entered the Sword Ancestor's Tomb,

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Capturing the two of them would give many Sword Land disciples a bargaining chip.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Hearing this, Shengana's expression also grew serious, and she silently nodded.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As the two women spoke, a flash of white light suddenly appeared on Su Jingzhen's body.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In the next moment, Qiu Yaoyao felt a chill on her right arm.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">A tiny white snake had been coiled around it.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing the snake, Qiu Yaoyao felt reassured.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen had already revealed his identity, which meant that Bai Suzhen no longer needed to hide.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After all, they weren't directly facing the Sword Master at the moment.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At the same time, Su Jingzhen's body was enveloped in both the Flesh and Blood Fire and the Seven-Colored Purifying Flame.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">These two flames were among the strongest and most advanced flames in the current cultivation world, even at the level of the Emperor Realm.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">However, as he approached the Sword Ancestor's tomb, even with the protection of these two flames, he still felt an overwhelming repelling force.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The sharp sword energy that permeated the air tore through his skin.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Terrifying cracks appeared and blood began to flow.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing this, Shengana and Qiu Yaoyao became even more worried.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Meanwhile, the onlookers became more and more agitated.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"It looks like these flames aren't working.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The Sword Ancestor doesn't care about flames."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After muttering to himself, Su Jingzhen's consciousness stood atop the peak of Creation Peak.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He faced the ten-thousand-zhang-high Little Green.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Little Green, it seems that I still need your help. I hope he'll give you a face."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As soon as he finished speaking, a sacred and vast world power began to emanate from Su Jingzhen's body.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The unique aura of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss was being revealed, though only within a small area.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The onlookers in the distance had no idea what was happening to Su Jingzhen at this moment.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">When this world power appeared, Su Jingzhen's heart was filled with anxiety.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He was afraid that the remnant soul of the ancient sword ancestor wouldn't recognize this aura.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If that were the case, Su Jingzhen would be in serious trouble.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After all, the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss was his greatest reliance in coming here.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">With Little Green's current energy within the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, it was unlikely that they could forcefully overpower the ancient Sword Ancestor's remnant soul.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After all, the Sword Qi Corridor in Sword Land was designed to preserve the abilities of the deceased as much as possible.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">It was no small matter.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As for Bai Suzhen, she couldn't break in forcefully either.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Just as Su Jingzhen's heart was filled with apprehension, he suddenly felt the pressure around him ease.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The sharp sword energy that had lingered around him vanished in an instant.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Even more, a vast yet gentle energy acted upon his body, healing the wounds he had just sustained.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Upon realizing this, Su Jingzhen's heart relaxed.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He knew that he had succeeded.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Then, Su Jingzhen calmly walked up to the Sword Ancestor's tomb.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing this, the onlookers were filled with shock.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"What is going on?

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Didn't the formation in front of the Sword Ancestor's tomb activate for him?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"That can't be right. There must be a remnant soul inside the Sword Ancestor's tomb.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If someone who isn't recognized comes near it, they would definitely be seen as disrespectful.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The sword energy around them would instantly annihilate them".

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Could it be that because Zhang Xiu and Saintess Qing Yue have entered and are currently competing for the Sword Spirit Body, the Sword Ancestor is too busy to deal with anything else?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"..."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The crowd began to discuss curiously.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">And as they did, they became more and more convinced of their own speculations.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As a result, many core disciples of Sword Land, along with their helpers, began to quietly approach the Sword Ancestor's tomb.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In their eyes, if Su Jingzhen could go, then they could go as well.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After all, in addition to the Sword Spirit Body, the Sword Ancestor's Tomb also contained many incomparable legacies.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If they could obtain even a fraction of it, it would be a great fortune for them.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Qiu Yaoyao and Shengana didn't pay any attention to this.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Qiu Yaoyao's lips curled into a cold smile.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At that moment, the crowd suddenly saw a green light emerge from the Sword Ancestor's tomb.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">It condensed into a light gate, allowing Su Jingzhen to enter.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing the light gate appear, the Sword Land disciples behind them instantly became envious.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Let's go take a look.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Since the Sword Ancestor's Tomb is no longer guarded, as legitimate Sword Land disciples, we naturally have the right to enter!"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"..."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Immediately, four teams with a total of forty people excitedly rushed towards the Sword Ancestor's Tomb.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">However, as soon as they entered within ten zhang, a wave of extremely sharp sword energy emerged from the void.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Like a storm, it swept towards them.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The four teams were moving at similar speeds, and by the time they realized that something was wrong, it was already too late.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"No!"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"No, this can't be!"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"..."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The sword energy emanating from the Sword Ancestor's Tomb was of an extremely high level, killing Mystic Immortal Realm cultivators as easily as slaughtering dogs.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In an instant, the forty people were annihilated.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Not a single one of their souls managed to escape.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In less than three breaths, everything there was reduced to nothingness.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Once again, the scene fell into silence.