'Just the mind confusion alone has turned him into a frightened bird; it seems this Sword Master Shen is truly broken.'

Qing Yu looked at the immobilized Shen Cangwu, silently thinking to himself.

Shen Cangwu naturally wouldn't immediately associate with the Sword God just because of a slight resemblance; this also owed a bit to Qing Yu's subtle machinations behind the scenes.

However, merely bringing back memories of the Sword God caused Shen Cangwu to react this way. It appears that the Heart Demon left by the Sword God weighs heavier on him than imagined.

Of course, this also factors in Qing Yu's own strength; if anyone could easily remind Shen Cangwu of the Sword God, then he might as well hang himself and end his time in worldly society.

"Uninteresting."

He raised his right hand in slight boredom, and the Nirvana Sword drew a graceful arc as it returned to its sheath. "Sword Master Shen, speak, you've come to see me, Xiao, you must have decided on the date to open Sword God Lake?"

Zhong Qingling's death had already proven the dominance of this new "Xiao Qianxiu." Unless absolutely necessary, the people of Buried Sword Peak wouldn't dare provoke him.

Only the grand event of opening Sword God Lake would warrant Shen Cangwu, a figure in the Divinity Realm, to personally deliver the message.

"Indeed, the Peak Master has decided, one month from now, to open Sword God Lake."

Shen Cangwu repressed the distractions in his heart, maintaining an outward composure as he spoke, "At that time, I ask Palace Master Xiao to uphold the agreement between us to open Sword God Lake together."

"Of course I will fulfill my promises, but the goal of Buried Sword Peak should coincide with mine, Xiao. When the time comes... "

Qing Yu turned away without looking back and said, "Don't blame me, Xiao, for showing no mercy!"

Qing Yu's target is the Fifth Generation Heavenly Demon, and without a doubt, so is the goal of the people from Buried Sword Peak. Currently, the most precious thing inside Sword God Lake is likely the remains of the Fifth Generation Heavenly Demon.

Once they find the remains of the Fifth Generation Heavenly Demon, it will be the time for the two parties to turn against each other.

"Then I, Shen, take my leave."

Shen Cangwu promptly left, unwilling to stay a moment longer. This impersonator of Xiao Qianxiu was too powerful, and additionally, Shen Cangwu could see the shadow of the Sword God in him, stirring an inexplicable fear in his heart, making him eager to return to Buried Sword Peak to inform the Peak Master of his discovery.

Sensing Shen Cangwu's swift departure, Qing Yu remained as before, gazing afar at Sword Palace and at the Sealing Sword Tower that pointed toward the Heavenly Vault.

"I shall open the Sword Palace again after returning from Sword God Lake," Qing Yu murmured to himself.

He wished to recruit swordmen from the world; how could he do so without a name? The journey to Sword God Lake was the perfect opportunity to make a name for himself.

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Buried Sword Peak.

Atop a mountain peak resembling a Broken Sword, the water in the Sword Pool churned and boiled as if it were being cooked.

At the bottom of the Sword Pool, the swords of the Buried Sword Peak Master and others began to tremble involuntarily, emitting clear and resounding sword cries.

"The Sword Intent resonates, Little Yuan has succeeded!" The Buried Sword Peak Master, now nearly five hundred years old, lost his usual composure, clenching his fists tightly, his face rosy with excitement.

At the bottom of the Sword Pool lay the swords of him and the other Elders, each an iconic weapon of the era, remarkable and rare. Yuan Jianyi wouldn't be able to resonate with all these swords without completely integrating the Sword Intent from the Holy Sword Stele. And if he hadn't absorbed the Sword Qi cultivated by the Buried Sword Peak Master and others over the past one hundred fifty years, such a phenomenon could not have been triggered.

"Peak Master, Shen Cangwu has returned."

The gray-clad elder Shen Cangwu approached the Buried Sword Peak Master, whispering.

"Sword Master Shen, you've come at the right time. Look, our hope is about to be realized." The Buried Sword Peak Master exclaimed excitedly.

At this moment, the Sword Qi at the bottom of the Sword Pool boiled over, countless Sword Qi surged from the pool, connecting heaven and earth like a celestial waterfall in reverse, startling Feng Yun, stirring the universe.

Within the Sword Falls, a peerless Sword Shadow slowly appeared, the sword body bearing the colors of the heaven, with unsurpassed edge that divided the world, it was once the World's Number One Sword—the Heavenly Talent.

"Even the Heavenly Talent has submitted its Sword Qi, Jianyi truly is a rare prodigy in our Sword Dao!" Shen Cangwu couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this.

The fragments of the Heavenly Talent Sword had been in their possession for quite some time. As Sword Dao Elders, they could naturally provoke the Sword Qi of the Heavenly Talent Sword fragments. But for the Heavenly Talent Sword to willingly offer its Sword Qi and fuse with their own Sword Qi, that was impossible.

In this world, perhaps only Yuan Jianyi, who inherited the Sword Intent left by the Sword God, could truly wield this former weapon of the Sword God.

"Szzzrz... Szzzrz..."

Several sword cries sounded as over a dozen differently styled and aura-emitting swords flew out of the Sword Falls toward their respective owners.

Shen Cangwu reached out to grab a sword flying toward him, holding the Horizontal Sword in front of him, touching the sword body that still gleamed with bright Sword Light after one hundred fifty years, he sighed, "Cangfeng, it has been one hundred fifty years since I last held you."

Since the birth of the Sword Pool one hundred fifty years ago, Shen Cangwu had not wielded this old companion, having used other swords instead. Now, upon wielding the Cangfeng Sword again, Shen Cangwu felt as if he had returned to one hundred fifty years ago, and his dormant Sword Heart was rekindled.

"What a pity, some of our old friends couldn't wait for this moment."

The Buried Sword Peak Master looked to the side, where several Divine Swords were haphazardly thrust into the ground, emitting sorrowful, mournful sword cries.

Not everyone could await the arrival of hope; in one hundred fifty years, some died of old age, while others couldn't bear the collapse of their Sword Heart and ended themselves.

Currently on Buried Sword Peak, including the Buried Sword Peak Master, there were only six people left in the Divinity Realm. The last to die was Zhong Qingling, who was left with a sword by Qing Yu.

At this moment, the Sword Light of the Sword Falls dimmed slightly, and a youth in white robes like a sword stepped out. He approached through the air, one hand holding tightly onto a fragment of a Broken Sword handle, the other pinching a shard of the sword tip.

Heavenly Talent Fragment.

This fragment of the World's Number One Sword, even shattered to this extent, still bore an unparalleled sharpness. And now, this sharpness was for Yuan Jianyi to use, continuously merging with his Sword Qi, making his incisiveness all the keener.

"Little Yuan, come!"

The Buried Sword Peak Master lightly vibrated his newly reclaimed sword, and it surged like a soaring dragon, arousing Sword Power.

"Heavenly Swordsmanship·Heavenly Dragon Sword Lead."

Like the Outer Heaven Jade Dragon, Sword Qi flew, transforming into a dragon shadow, and took to the air to strike.

"Heavenly Swordsmanship·Heavenly Talent."

Yuan Jianyi stood firmly in the air, his left hand holding the Heavenly Talent sword tip, drawing across the sky, dispersing the jade dragon, severing Sword Qi. The power of the Heavenly Talent was evident.

"Good!" The Buried Sword Peak Master shouted loudly, "Little Yuan, you have achieved unity with the Heavenly Talent, becoming its true Sword Master. Deputy Hall Master of the Sword Discussion Hall, Bai Xingkong, pays respects to the Sword Master."

"We pay respects to the Sword Master." The others also shouted in unison.

The Heavenly Talent Sword was the Sword God's personal sword; the one who wielded it was the Master of Sword God Lake. The title of Sword Master, therefore, implied the one who wielded the Sword Dao. Whether in the past or now, this title belonged solely to the Master of Sword God Lake.

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