Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints

Outside the Sword Tomb, numerous cultivators had already been expelled by Sword Mountain, landing in front of the Sword Dao steps.

The crowd wanted to enter the black steps again.

Yet they saw black fog suddenly gathering, transforming into black spirit swords that slashed towards them.

Everyone was greatly alarmed and hastily retreated. Once the crowd had pulled back, the black mist disappeared once more, revealing the originally dim black steps.

The steps appeared even more mysterious.

Everyone hung their heads in dejection, dissatisfied with their own performance.

They began asking each other questions, their eyes dull and lackluster.

They did not mention the graded treasures at all.

But when each of them checked their storage bags, their excitement grew significantly.

Many cultivators at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment obtained longswords at the peak of the third rank intermediate grade; those at the late stage of Foundation Establishment got longswords of the third rank superior grade; and those at the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment received longswords of the third rank supreme grade.

There were even fourth rank magical treasures.

However, the disappointment in their eyes was equally genuine.

This Sword Dao staircase had no dangers, it was about facing Sword Intent, and then drawing out spirit swords.

Thus, even with their not insignificant gains, after witnessing higher-tier spirit swords, how many could remain content?

They wished they could have endured a little longer, to obtain better swords.

Just ascending the staircase was extremely difficult; to cross the Sword Dao steps and draw spirit swords from Sword Mountain was even more challenging. The immense Sword Intent forced them to stop in their tracks.

The cultivators from Wanjian Sect were quite high-profile.

Priding themselves as the orthodox lineage of Sword Dao, they soared through the air leaning on their longswords, especially Wan Changqing from Wanjian Sect. His sword divided into four blades behind him.

The latest blade was particularly wide, radiating spirit light, its treasure glow piercing the sky.

It was indeed a fourth rank magical treasure.

He did not speak, but his imposing aura and Sword Qi were torrential. With the dense sword light surging, he seemed to directly challenge Qingxuan Sect.

"I have heard that the cultivation of the Sword Dao at Heavenly Sword Peak of Qingxuan Sect is unparalleled. I ask that the fellow Daoists present their swords for comparison, and let us compete!"

Wan Changqing landed in front of the people from the Heavenly Sword Peak of Qingxuan Sect.

His gaze fixed on Xie An and then shifted to Chen Daoyuan.

The implication was self-evident, exactly the statement previously revealed by Ye Changyuan.

By now, most people were already leaving the Sword Dao staircase, including Chen Daoyuan and Xie An.

They were part of the earliest group to emerge.

Xie An turned to glance at his fellow disciples, and upon seeing the pride on the faces of several behind him, he looked at Chen Daoyuan with a hint of evasion in his eyes.

Chen Daoyuan also looked back, noting among the eleven only six had emerged.

He frowned with some disappointment before finally turning his attention to Wan Changqing.

Reaching into his storage bag, he pulled out a fourth rank magical treasure flying sword.

"You win!" Chen Daoyuan said. Then he put away the treasure and immediately released the War Treasure Ship.

Xie An and the other Heavenly Sword Peak cultivators all leapt onto the Spirit Boat.

Ready to leave,

only to see a colossal sword appear and, in the blink of an eye, grow to a size of several tens of meters, like a mountain of swords, blocking the Spirit Boat's path.

"Chen Daoyuan, you're being too insincere. We from Wanjian Sect are also guests. To present newly-crafted magical treasures is truly to look down upon us!" Wan Changqing once again confronted Chen Daoyuan

blocking his way.

Accompanying Wan Changqing were forty or fifty Wanjian Sect disciples. Besides the disciples of Wanjian Sect, on the left and right sides were disciples of Spirit Beast Sect and Spirit Talisman Sect respectively.

The two groups appeared as if they were ready to stand together with the Qingxuan Sect, but in reality, they were there to prevent Chen Daoyuan and the others from escaping on either side.

"Wan changqing, do you really think I dare not kill you on the territory of our Qingxuan Sect? Do you really believe you can bully us just because we have fewer people?" Chen Daoyuan's eyes were cold and piercing.

A hint of Sword Intent rose up, and within ten meters around them, people felt a chilling air and their hairs stood on end!

Little golden swords materialized in the air.

The dense Sword Intent soared to its peak.

The surrounding onlookers couldn't help but take three steps back.

Only the people of Wanjian Sect stood their ground.

That heavy sword, as if bolstered by mountains, carried a Mountain Sword Intent that also soared into the sky, standing tall and unwavering.

The image of the mountain countered the golden swords, and for a moment, sword cries echoed through the heavens!

The two pinnacle Sword Intents clashed against each other!

The sword had its edge, forming half-step Sword Qi threads; the mountain had its peaks, which also created half-step Sword Qi threads. It was a clash between two peak Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The standoff was instantaneous.

Meanwhile, Xie An also stepped forward, a fiery red sword in his hand suddenly intensifying manifold.

Another terrifying Fire Sword Intent emerged, and saber-toothed tigers made of blazing flames materialized, unleashing another torrential Sword Intent towards the Wanjian Sect cultivators.

From within Wanjian Sect, another female cultivator stepped forward, now engaged in battle with Xie An.

But at this moment, the disciples of Wanjian Sect were somewhat uneasy. Chen Daoyuan and Xie An were acknowledged as peak forces, yet they now realized that there were still four on the War Treasure Ship!

However, those four, perched atop the War Treasure Ship, looked down with mocking eyes, showing no intention of moving, content to quietly observe. This emboldened the Wanjian Sect cultivators. With forty or fifty of them against two,

there was no way they could lose!

People reach the point of exhaustion; cultivators also have moments when True Yuan is depleted.

"Wan Changqing, on our Qingxuan Sect's grounds, to make a move against our Qingxuan Sect, are you implying that our sect lacks people?" Suddenly, once more a small tower flew out, landing in front of the Wanjian Sect cultivators.

The tower spun violently, causing most of the Wanjian Sect disciples to tremble and spew mouthfuls of fresh blood.