Chapter 662: Ultimate Refuge!
At that moment, Peak Lord Shen Ming suddenly thought of a problem and said with a grave expression, "Li Yun, although there are many treasures here, the people from the Ironblood Sect know of this place’s existence. If they send people again, what should we do?"
Peak Lord Shen Ming’s words immediately caused everyone’s hearts to sink.
Indeed, they had some understanding of the Ironblood Sect’s power. Elder Chen Ming and the Crimson-Robed Holy Envoy had been very powerful to them, but in the Ironblood Sect, they were only insignificant pawns.
If the Ironblood Sect still had not given up and sent even stronger experts again, how would they be able to protect these treasures?
"Peak Lord Shen Ming, do not worry."
Seeing everyone’s worried expressions, Li Yun instead smiled. "This problem has already been considered for us by the seniors of the Heaven-Execution Sword Sect."
"Hm?"
Hearing this, Peak Lord Shen Ming could not help being taken aback.
What did Li Yun mean by those words?
"Elders, in truth, this entire underground palace is actually the ultimate refuge left behind by the seniors of the Heaven-Execution Sword Sect. It is filled with various powerful mechanisms and restrictions."
Li Yun smiled slightly and said, "As long as one holds the Legacy Sword Token, they can control these restrictions. If all these restrictions were activated, they could even slay Dao Resonance Realm experts. Of course, fully activating all these restrictions is simply not something we can achieve at the moment."
After a pause, Li Yun looked at Peak Lord Shen Ming and said, "However, with your strength, Peak Lord Shen Ming, holding the Legacy Sword Token will allow you to activate a portion of the restrictions. At the very least, it will be impossible for the experts of the Ironblood Sect to break in."
"Li Yun, from the sound of it, are you planning to give the Legacy Sword Token to me?"
Li Yun’s words made Peak Lord Shen Ming frown slightly. "You are the chosen successor. This Legacy Sword Token should belong to you."
"Senior, there is no need to decline."
Li Yun smiled faintly. "I will not be staying at Martial Ascension Gate for long. Once I have handled the remaining trivial matters, I will set off for the Annihilation Battlefield. Keeping the Legacy Sword Token with me would be a waste. I will leave it in your care for now, and it will not be too late to return it to me when I come back next time."
"Very well."
Seeing that Li Yun had put it that way, Peak Lord Shen Ming no longer declined. He nodded and reached out to take the Legacy Sword Token.
Seeing this scene, the other elders of Martial Ascension Gate said nothing. Even the sect master, Xuan Qingdao, had no objections whatsoever.
Although he was the sect master of Martial Ascension Gate and its nominal leader, he also knew that aside from Li Yun, Peak Lord Shen Ming was the strongest person in Martial Ascension Gate and was highly respected. It was only natural for him to safeguard the Legacy Sword Token.
"Next, it is time to eradicate the remnants of the Ironblood Sect."
Seeing Peak Lord Shen Ming accept the Legacy Sword Token, Li Yun nodded, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Half a day later, all the Ironblood Sect cultivators stationed at Martial Ascension Gate were slain by Li Yun.
After losing Elder Chen Ming and the other two, these Devil Cult cultivators were leaderless. Although they fled desperately, they could not escape Li Yun’s sword.
Over the next few days, under the arrangements of Peak Lord Shen Ming, Xuan Qingdao, and the others, batches of cultivators were withdrawn into the underground palace. In the blink of an eye, Martial Ascension Gate became empty, without a soul remaining outside.
Li Yun also found Ye Qingxue and brought her into the underground palace.
Once all the cultivators had entered the underground palace, Peak Lord Shen Ming used the Legacy Sword Token to close it. From then on, only the cultivators inside the underground palace could leave. Those outside, even if they were Spirit Manifestation Realm experts, would be unable to break in.
Upon entering the secret realm and feeling the abundant spiritual qi within, the cultivators were even more pleasantly surprised and no longer thought about leaving.
Cultivating in such a treasure land, one day of effort could match several days in the past. With such an excellent cultivation environment, only a fool would not stay and cultivate properly.
Soon, an even greater surprise arrived.
After Peak Lord Shen Ming, Xuan Qingdao, and the others distributed batches of cultivation techniques and martial skills, along with top-grade spirit stones and spiritual artifacts to disciples with outstanding aptitude, the cultivators were ecstatic and filled with anticipation for the future.
It had to be noted that many disciples within Martial Ascension Gate did not actually have poor aptitude. It was only because they lacked good resources and cultivation techniques that they could not compare to the disciples of forces like the Heavenly Sword Sect.
However, if they were given the same resources, their performance would not necessarily be inferior to others.
For a time, Martial Ascension Gate entered a bustling stage of flourishing development.
As for Li Yun, he also found a secret room and began to cultivate.
From this venture into the underground palace, his gains were extremely bountiful. It was time for him to enter seclusion for a while and properly digest them.
Meanwhile, inside a castle filled with dense devilish qi, the Ironblood Holy Son, Yan Wuhen, had an indifferent expression.
Before him sat a transparent crystal ball.
Within the crystal ball, a scene was unfolding. Looking closely, it was the process of Li Yun killing the Crimson-Robed Holy Envoy.
Bang!
At the exact moment the image showed Li Yun slaying the Crimson-Robed Holy Envoy, the crystal ball suddenly cracked and violently burst apart.
"That Crimson-Robed fellow truly was a useless piece of trash."
Behind Yan Wuhen, a youth dressed in yellow robes spoke with a cold sneer.
This yellow-robed cultivator was called a youth because the Seven Holy Envoys under Yan Wuhen were all under forty years old. However, judging from his appearance, this Yellow-Robed Holy Envoy looked no different from an old man.
His body was as thin as a dried stick, his skin was cracked, and his face was covered in wrinkles and spots. He looked exactly like a wizened old man in his seventies or eighties, and there was a pitch-black bag on his hunched back.
Terrifyingly, that pitch-black bag was actually sewn from human skin. Moreover, this human-skin bag was clearly not made from a single piece of skin, but from many different pieces stitched together.
"He was indeed trash."
Yan Wuhen shook his head and said indifferently, "I favored him at first only because he had mastered the Shadow Divine Ability, which could play an unexpected role at certain times. I did not expect him to be so useless that he could not even kill a minor character like Li Yun. He has truly disappointed me."
Yan Wuhen’s voice was very indifferent, but the Yellow-Robed Holy Envoy let out a cackling cold laugh.
He knew very well what Yan Wuhen meant by disappointment. Since the Crimson-Robed Holy Envoy had disappointed Yan Wuhen, all his relatives and friends would suffer for it.
"Holy Son, why not let me take action and kill Li Yun?"
The Yellow-Robed Holy Envoy cackled and said, "Li Yun’s own strength is not worth mentioning. He was only able to kill the Crimson-Robed Holy Envoy by relying on that sword immortal puppet. My specialty happens to be puppets as well. I would like to kill that kid with my own hands and add one more piece to my collection."
"Very well."
Yan Wuhen pondered for a long moment before nodding. "Remember, do not disappoint me."
"Naturally."
The Yellow-Robed Holy Envoy laughed loudly. Then he shook the human-skin bag on his back, and his figure vanished in the blink of an eye.