Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints

Chen Daoyuan was the first to step into the Sword Tomb, followed by the other two disciples of the Zi Xuan Hermit, Ye Qingren, and Zhao Yongchang.

Lin Shiming and Lin Xianzhi's position ranked in the last four.

Behind them, there was only Ye Changyuan and Xie An left.

Lin Xianzhi walked in front, because the randomness of the Sword Tomb had made Lin Xianzhi somewhat uneasy.

The scorching sensation on the Spirit Platform was growing stronger, and even the sound of swords humming seemed to emerge in their ears.

When he looked around, however, he saw that Lin Shiming and the others were looking at him as well, clearly, they all felt the same thing.

Seeing this, Lin Xianzhi felt quite relieved and strode towards the Sword Dao staircase.

Just when Lin Xianzhi's foot was halfway onto the Sword Dao staircase,

Lin Shiming also quickened his pace and stepped into the Sword Dao at the same time.

The next moment, both of them disappeared within the Sword Dao.

Xie An glanced at Lin Xianzhi and Lin Shiming, his expression unchanged, then turned to look at Ye Changyuan.

Ye Changyuan, who was originally surging forward, suddenly retreated backward.

This scene unfolded so quickly that it left no time for reaction.

The next moment, Xie An's longsword suddenly appeared in his hand as he pursued Ye Changyuan.

The responses of the two caused the cultivators of the Qingxuan Sect to become extremely confused.

"Xie An, are you sure you want to force me to spill it?" At this moment, Ye Changyuan, merely at the later stage of Foundation Establishment, simply could not withstand Xie An.

What's more, at this moment, Xie An's sword technique was far more exquisite than before.

"Speak!" Xie An didn't care in the slightest, his sword in hand didn't pause; that vast flame sword technique displayed countless sword lights.

"I thought it was someone from the Lin Family, but it turned out to be you, Ye Changyuan!" Xie An said, with some disdain.

As this was happening, a significant number of cultivators from the Qingxuan Sect joined Ye Changyuan's side; they were the other members of the Ye Family who had come on this journey.

The Ye Family was a Purple Mansion Family within the territory of the Qingxuan Sect.

There were quite a few cultivators who had come in.

But the next moment, Xie An's sword suddenly flipped, creating a fiery-red Sabretooth Tiger made of Sword Qi, which viciously attacked Ye Changyuan.

It was the Samadhi Sword Art that Xie An had used.

This Sabretooth Tiger was a manifestation of the Sword Light Transformation!

All its blazing sun-like fur was made of dense Sword Qi.

Of course, the most terrifying aspect was the beast's two saber teeth, intense with sword radiance to the extreme, condensed as if they were stars in the heavens!

It was a half-step towards condensing Sword Qi into filaments.

Ye Changyuan's eyes instantly turned ash grey.

A peak Foundation Establishment cultivator exhibiting a half-step condensation of Sword Qi filaments signifies strength that even Zhao Wuji, the senior brother of the Qingxuan Sect, would not claim to block easily.

"You forced this, your plot to seize the Soul Summoning Sword, you will only bring death upon yourselves..." Ye Changyuan took the final opportunity to shout angrily.

However, just the next moment, he was pierced through by Xie An and died.

The remaining Ye Family cultivators, unsurprisingly, were slain one by one by the distant Shen Ji Peak cultivators.

Especially Zhao Wuji and the cultivator by his side, who almost instantly killed their targets.

"Many thanks, Senior Brother Zhao!" Xie An immediately gave his thanks with a bow.

"Elder Ji has become too old, letting you take up the rear!" Zhao Wuji didn't accept Xie An's gesture, but coldly replied and then walked towards the Sword Dao.

He did not pay Xie An any further attention.

Seeing this, Xie An naturally looked somewhat displeased; after a moment of adjustment, he fell in line behind the Shen Ji Peak cultivators.

The surrounding crowd of cultivators immediately felt uneasy, particularly the cultivators from the Wanjian Sect—almost encircling them at that moment, but their senior brother had already entered the Sword Dao. Eventually, they all backed off under Zhao Wuji's stern glance.

Cultivators leading the Spirit Beast Sect and the Spirit Talisman Sect were indeed present, but at that moment, both of them wore calm expressions.

For the Qingxuan Sect to open up such a grand secret realm and having been inside once before, why wouldn't they have subsequent measures?

They wouldn't foolishly act now, without seeing any treasures yet!

The brief disturbance passed in an instant as if nothing had happened just a moment ago; everyone was quietly lining up again, progressing towards the Sword Dao staircase of the Sword Tomb.

...

In the darkness, Lin Shiming only felt himself land on a staircase.

The second Spirit Platform inside his heart became incredibly hot once more.

It grew hotter and hotter, like a furnace, causing all the Purple Wood Heart Sutra in his body to run automatically, and the Sword Intent from the Grass Sword Art soared into the skies.

What also vibrated in the same manner was the Grass Sword Spirit Seed in his Sea of Awareness.

This Grass Sword Spirit Seed was something he had come to comprehend under the system prompt screen and had formed as a Sword Dao Spirit Seed of the Grass Sword Art.

The changes in the surroundings were becoming more intense. On the staircase, it was as if thousands of swords were moving at once, and the sound of swords humming crescendoed to an extreme.

This caused his body to tremble involuntarily!

In the distance, a sword light suddenly appeared, bringing with it a terrifying aura that made him feel as though he was bearing the weight of mountains, leaving him gasping for air.

Lin Shiming dared not hesitate any longer and quickly moved his Spirit Platform into the Cave Heaven World.

The next moment, the pressure suddenly vanished.

The distant sword shadow also seemed to hesitate before it returned to the Sword Mountain, disappearing without trace.

The movements of the swords in the sky also vanished, and the scenery before him returned to being an ordinary black staircase.

Lin Shiming let out a sigh of relief; at this moment, he no longer doubted the terror of the Soul Summoning Sword.

The attraction of the Sword Imbuement Technique to the Soul Summoning Sword was indeed great.

If he had not retracted it promptly, he might have instantly been severed from his Divine Soul by that Soul Summoning Sword,

becoming nothing but an empty husk holding a sword.

Such a prospect was unimaginable!