Chapter 1172 - 1171: The Mysterious Sword Manual

Su Qinhu quickly looked over.

He saw that the remnant scroll was tattered and inconspicuous; even if it were thrown into a garbage heap, people wouldn't glance at it twice. But upon seeing the book, Su Qinhu immediately became extremely tense and said:

"Master, this is the remnant sword manual that my family's ancestor once obtained in a dilapidated Sword Palace! This sword manual contains supreme Sword Dao, but because..."

"Oh? It contains Sword Dao?"

Ye Qingchen raised his eyebrows, already reaching out to grasp it.

In an instant.

The sword manual flew to him through the air, landing in his hand.

He saw that the sword manual was not thick, roughly only ten or so pages, made of material that was neither paper nor leather, yet it felt immensely solid. Upon flipping it open, almost half was missing. Even what remained had parts of its content missing.

But the remaining words were as precious as pearls, seemingly containing infinite Sword Dao.

"Master, don't look!"

Seeing Ye Qingchen casually flip through the sword manual, Su Qinhu's face changed dramatically, quickly raising his voice to stop him.

But it was too late.

Almost as Ye Qingchen glanced at the content, in Su Qinhu's eyes, Ye Qingchen's body suddenly trembled, his gaze became vacant, and he stood in place as if his spirit was entirely swallowed by the sword manual, losing contact with the outside world, like a puppet.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingchen's vision blurred, and when he opened his eyes again, his spirit seemed to be engulfed into another unknown world. This world was void, only a sea of white, yet everywhere were the characters from the sword manual!

"Zheng!"

At the same time.

The characters in the sword manual seemed to sense Ye Qingchen's presence, abruptly coming to life, exploding with endless sword sounds.

Simultaneously, those characters directly transformed into boundless sword light, like dragons, like thunder, with an astonishing posture shooting towards Ye Qingchen!

At that moment.

This world had already turned into a world of swords!

This stance was not just like a storm of bullets and shells, but like a dense waterfall of rain, attacking from all directions, inescapable and unavoidable! Ye Qingchen even felt that each sword light had the power to kill a Celestial Immortal!

If there's no escape, then there's no need to avoid!

"Qiang!"

Just as the sword rain waterfall roared down from the sky.

Ye Qingchen suddenly stepped forward.

"Rise!"

In an instant.

He propelled his mind to the extreme.

Huala!

His long hair raised, and his clothes fluttered like a battle flag, snapping in the wind. The originally powerful yet ethereal mind quickly converged in front of him, directly condensing into a long sword about three feet long.

"Go!"

The next moment.

Ye Qingchen exerted his full force.

Instantly, the mind sword flashed a Heaven-shocking rainbow, like a tumbling galaxy, aiming straight for the sky. The overwhelming sword rain under this sword rainbow dispersed like spring rain, vanishing into nothing.

Yet this sword continued with undiminished momentum, striking heavily on the void. Under this sword, this world was forcibly ripped open like a sheet of paper, revealing a pitch-black void.

"Huala!"

In a moment.

The void shattered, and Ye Qingchen returned to the treasure vault.

Everything earlier seemed like an illusion, no longer existed, experienced only by Ye Qingchen alone.

"Such a good sword manual, I was careless!"

Ye Qingchen stood still, but his mouth let out a trace of blood.

Using his mind's eye, one could see Ye Qingchen's spirit was covered with large and small sword scars, obviously injured in the previous world.

"Master, are you alright?" Seeing Ye Qingchen's eyes return to normal, Su Qinhu cautiously asked.

"No problem, just some minor injuries." Ye Qingchen shook his head, "It's just damage to the spirit, quite troublesome, but it will recover after a few days of rest. Tell me, what's the story behind this sword manual!"

Seeing Ye Qingchen awaken and inquire about the origins of the sword manual, Su Qinhu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and spilled out everything he knew like beans from a bamboo tube:

Originally.

This sword manual came from an Ancient Times Sword Palace.

At the time, suffering a great calamity, many sects and powers were destroyed, and their ancestor accidentally obtained this remnant sword manual deep inside the Sword Palace. Besides this sword manual, there were many other treasures.

The Su Clan's ancestor used these treasures to establish the foundation of the Su Race, developing from there.

But he knew this sword manual was extraordinary, hence had never dared to open it.

"But after the ancestor stepped into Celestial Immortal, he thought he had the ability to view this sword manual, yet no one expected, gazing at the sword manual for an instant led to his destruction." Su Qinhu secretly glanced at Ye Qingchen, seeing him unharmed, he continued:

"Since then, many elders in the clan opened the sword manual, either succumbing to inner demons, getting their spirits torn, or simply being annihilated. Since then, this sword manual has been sealed here, not allowed to be read!"

At this point, Su Qinhu still felt uneasy, unable to resist asking:

"Master, are you really alright?"

"Of course, I'm fine!"

Ye Qingchen rolled his eyes, casually said, "I myself am a Sword Cultivator, how could I be like you all! To comprehend this sword manual, one must have profound Sword Dao understanding!"

Su Qinhu understood upon hearing this.

But simultaneously, his heart itched, wanting to look at the sword manual but not daring to. He felt regret, thinking if he'd known earlier, he would have studied Sword Dao. Maybe then he could have comprehended this sword manual too.

However.

Ye Qingchen didn't care about Su Qinhu's thoughts, but clutched the sword manual, thinking to himself:

"A swordsman first encounters sword techniques, then Swordsmanship, sword techniques! But all these are sword paths in a mortal's eyes! I have already progressed from Sword Intent to forming Sword Momentum and Sword Spirit! The path of Swordsmanship has long stagnated..."

"If I could comprehend the contents of this sword manual, perhaps the Sword Dao path could advance several times over!" Ye Qingchen's gaze grew increasingly fervent, almost anxious: "You may leave, I need to go into closed-door cultivation!"

"Yes, Master!"

Su Qinhu, despite a thousand regrets, dared not say more, simply bowed respectfully and left the treasure vault.

"With this treasure vault as support, even if injured, there's no fear, I can calmly comprehend this sword manual!"

Thinking of this.

Ye Qingchen couldn't hold back, immediately deciding to start his closed-door cultivation.

However, just as Ye Qingchen entered closed-door cultivation, the consequences he triggered by crushing the Thirty-Six Sects of the Celestial South began to gradually manifest. Meanwhile, a great beast lurking on the southern edge finally revealed its fierce fangs!