Murong Pei was shocked pale, her face drained of color.
"What is this?"
Then, those golden runes suddenly transformed into small swords, releasing rolling waves of sword intent that appeared both grand and profound.
"Such powerful sword intent!"
Ye Yunfei was somewhat astonished.
At that moment, the number of small golden swords within the ancestral hall grew increasingly numerous. Vaguely, thick beams of sword energy soared into the sky, disappearing into the clouds and piercing through the high heavens.
The entire sky and earth had transformed into a nation of swords!
"Such a brilliant sword art!"
Ye Yunfei saw a tall, golden figure brandishing a sword. Upon a closer look, he was secretly shocked.
He saw that golden figure slashing down stars with one stroke, cleaving through the void with another. The sword intent grew increasingly grand, and at the end, it actually severed spacetime with a single sword, carrying a flavor of decisively breaking through the ages.
"This sword scripture is truly extraordinary!"
Ye Yunfei couldn't help but exclaim with admiration after carefully deducing its intricacies.
Boom…!
By now, this ancestral hall—even the mountain peak it was located on—was completely enveloped by the rolling sword light. From afar, it appeared as if dense golden light-swords had spread over the mountaintop, or as if schools of deep-sea fish were circling around the peak in swirling patterns.
"What is happening?"
"Not good! It's coming from our ancestral land! Something seems to be happening there!"
All the clansmen of the Murong Family were alarmed.
Whoosh…!
One by one, the high-ranking members of the Murong Family grimaced, shooting skyward and rushing over.
"Argh!"
One of the elders, rushing at the forefront, was met with a thick golden sword beam the moment he neared. He let out a wretched scream, his chest nearly cleaved open.
"Be careful! Don't get close! It's dangerous!"
Scared witless, the elder desperately retreated while roaring at the others.
A horrifying sword scar marred his chest, the flesh curled back, bleeding profusely.
Terrified, the other Murong Family elders hastily retreated.
"Patriarch, what is happening at the ancestral shrine?"
another elder asked the Patriarch.
"I don't know.
Young Master Su and Pei'er are still within the shrine."
The Patriarch of Mu Rong gazed at the shrine surrounded by densely packed sword energy, his face full of worry.
"Patriarch, why did that Young Master Su come to our Murong Family's ancestral hall?
Do you think he might be responsible for these sword energies?" an elder inquired.
"Yes indeed.
Patriarch, that youngster might be here to cause trouble.
We shouldn't trust him so easily!" Another elder chimed in.
These elders of the Murong Family had all expressed some opposition upon hearing the Patriarch had brought a young man to the ancestral hall. Seeing it now seemed problematic only deepened their dissatisfaction.
"Everyone, hold your arguments. Look, these golden sword beams all seem to emanate from the shrine itself.
Could it be related to the legendary Ancestral Sword Scripture of our Murong Family?" An older high-ranking elder stared at those golden sword beams and slowly spoke.
The Ancestral Sword Scripture?
Every Murong Family elder trembled upon hearing this.
Could it be that Young Master Su came to our Murong Family ancestral hall truly for that Ancestral Sword Scripture?
But our Murong Family ancestors spent countless time and effort trying to comprehend it, all without gaining anything.
How can an outsider activate it? the Patriarch couldn't help but wonder.
"Patriarch, that scripture belongs to our Murong Family! An outsider must not take it!" an elder asserted.
"I said long ago that boy couldn't be well-intentioned!
Patriarch, bringing him back was a misstep!" Another elder voiced his opinion.
"Everyone, think for a moment. How much time have you spent within the ancestral shrine over these years for the sake of that sword scripture? Did you gain anything?" The elderly elder suddenly asked.
The elders were stunned for a moment.
"That youth has only been inside the ancestral shrine for half a day, yet has activated such a spectacle.
This shows he must already have discovered the scripture!
For generations, over untold millennia, countless time and effort yielded nothing, yet that young man found it in half a day.
What do you think? Is he ordinary?" The older elder pressed again.
Everyone trembled once more.
"He's right.
That young man is definitely not ordinary.
Truthfully, there are only two possibilities. First, he shares some profound connection with our Murong Family and knows more about our ancestral shrine than we do.
Second, his background is astonishing. He may be a core disciple from some major power in the Eastern Wastelands or even from the Primordial Continent. His martial arts talent must far surpass ours, allowing him to find it so easily.
Regardless, we shouldn't make things difficult for him. Let's wait here for him to emerge."
The Patriarch decided.
"Let it be done as the Patriarch says."
The elderly elder nodded. The others followed suit.
"But soon enough, the forces of the Meng Family and the Cangyan Sacred Sect will be heading to Guzhou City to seize that Teleportation Formation." another elder reminded.
"Let's hope Young Master Su emerges quickly.
Otherwise, we'll head to Guzhou City first to see if we can defend the Teleportation Formation.
If we cannot hold it, we'll have to abandon it.
Now that the Meng Family has the support of the Cangyan Sacred Sect, our Murong Family is no match."
The Patriarch sighed softly.
Meanwhile, inside the ancestral hall.
Ye Yunfei sat cross-legged, immersed in comprehending the sword intent.
"Now I know!
It is the legendary Ancestral Sword Scripture of our Murong Family!
He actually awakened it!"
Witnessing the brilliant golden sword beams before her, Murong Pei finally grasped what was happening. Shock and delight intertwined.
"Indeed, this is your Murong Family's Ancestral Sword Scripture. If you wish to learn it, concentrate and cultivate your understanding.
How much you learn will depend on your talent."
Suddenly, Ye Yunfei broke his silence, speaking to Murong Pei.
Knowing this was a rare opportunity, Murong Pei immediately sat down to begin comprehending the sword scripture.
"Such immense sword intent! One sword cleaving heaven and earth, another slicing through sun, moon, and stars; a slash through the flow of time, a severing of spacetime... Truly astounding! Your family's ancestors possessed such a superb sword scripture. The Murong ancestors undoubtedly included an expert swordsman whose achievements, even if not reaching the Heavenly Emperor Realm, surely approached the Quasi-Heavenly Emperor Realm, with power comparable to that of the Heavenly God Palace's Palace Lord."
As he continued his deductions, Ye Yunfei inwardly marvelled.
Having delved deeply into the Sword Path in the past, Ye Yunfei possessed deep comprehension of its principles. Therefore, although this ancestral sword scripture was profound, it did not pose great difficulty for him.
Within just two hours, Ye Yunfei had already grasped many of its essentials.
Gradually, small golden swords converged towards Ye Yunfei, entering his flesh and blood to inscribe golden sword-shaped runes. Likewise, sharp sword energies radiated outward from within his body. His mastery over the Sword Path was continuously strengthening.
At one point, Ye Yunfei abruptly formed a sword hand gesture and slashed.
Boom…
A thick golden sword ray erupted skyward, raging upward toward the heavens.
The heavens trembled, stars beyond the cosmos shook, almost falling. This sword ray surged from the earth, cutting deep into the firmament, unleashing torrential sword energies that transformed into a golden sea of swords within.
That instant, across the Primordial Continent, many gazes fixed upon the golden sword ray blazing across the sky.
"That sword intent reminds me of Murong Jian!
A descendant of his must be cultivating the sword scripture he left behind. It seems the Murong Family has produced another impressive swordsman."
Within a cave, a slender, hunchbacked old man sat cross-legged under thick dust, having endured unknown years in secluded cultivation. He watched the sword lights piercing through the depths of the sky as he muttered.
"So this sword scripture is called 'One Sword to Pacify the World.' A truly domineering name."
Suddenly, Ye Yunfei murmured with admiration.
It emphasized intent rather than form. A single strike relied on immense sword intent to vanquish foes!
Suddenly, nearby Murong Pei, her face twisted drastically as she spat out a mouthful of blood. Her complexion turned pallid, and her body trembled incessantly.
"Open your mouth!"
Ye Yunfei commanded sharply, then flicked his hand, sending a Saint-level pill straight into her mouth.
"Guard your mind!
This sword scripture is slightly profound. Forced cultivation can easily injure your soul body.
Open your mind sea. While you cultivate your understanding, I will provide explanations!" Ye Yunfei instructed Murong Pei.
Hearing this, Murong Pei couldn't help but open her eyes to gaze at him.
"If you wish to obtain this ancestral sword scripture, follow my instruction," Ye Yunfei said.
Murong Pei hesitated briefly before complying.
From then on, Ye Yunfei began guiding her through the comprehension of the sword scripture.