Remould the Glory of Sword Art

"Crash."

The torrent surged, and the treasure ship drifted slowly across the deathly silent great lake, heading toward the opening of the crack at the Earth Abyss.

The giant became increasingly towering, like the majestic Heavenly Mountain.

The atmosphere of death spread among the treasure ships.

Ye Qinglian's expression turned quite unpleasant… A few words from Zhou Ceng made her realize something was wrong. Tonight, when settling at Round Turtle Mountain, Xie Zhen refused the invitation from Baihua Valley and the Jiang Family, unwilling to rest inside the Cave Heaven Spiritual Treasure. Moreover, just before the "assassination" by the Three Great Sects, he chose to leave.

How could she possibly explain this?

Coincidence?

But how could there be such a coincidence in the world?

"I've wanted to ask long ago!"

A cold voice rang out from the Xie Family's treasure ship.

Prince Jiangning watched the scene indifferently and spoke, "Tonight's assault by the Three Great Sects was sudden and swift, forcing us to flee here... but Xie Zhen alone is missing, very strange indeed."

Waves of Divine Thought fell on the treasure ship at Round Turtle Mountain.

"Friend Zhou, is there some misunderstanding?"

Jiang Que hurriedly spoke, "Xie Zhen indeed left Round Turtle Mountain before the assault, but he sent a Divine Thought message to inform me beforehand. If his heart harbored guilt, why would he act like this?"

"Misunderstanding..."

A Venerable next to Prince Jiangning took over the conversation mockingly, "Where are there so many misunderstandings in the world? I think Xie Zhen doesn't look like a good person at all! For ten whole years, there was no 'Paperman Sect' intel at Great Chu... yet once Xie Zhen appeared, all sorts of messy intel surfaced. Is this kid a deity, or perhaps Lu Yuzhen's personal father?"

"Fool, shut up!"

An angry reprimand sounded from the treasure ship at Xuanzhui Mountain.

That Venerable was insulted, his expression turned cold, but after looking at the source of the voice, he swallowed his anger.

The one who reprimanded was Qin Baihuang.

"Jiangning is in the South Border, entrusted by the Imperial City to collect intelligence on the South Border... For years, there hasn't been any progress on 'Paperman Sect' intel, yet you dare boast now?"

Qin Baihuang crossed his arms and scolded mercilessly, "At this point, do you still want to fight among ourselves? Don't forget who exposed the 'Paperman Technique' and who reminded us of the discrepancy in the Guiding Envoys of the Three Great Sects!"

"..."

The Venerable was left speechless by the scolding.

"Chairman Qin is right."

The Yin God of the Bingzhou Xu Family female cultivator stood up, mediating: "Now's not the time to fight over petty advantages. Everyone should consider where Xie Zhen's teachings came from... how could he conspire with the Three Great Sects?"

Xie Xuanyi died at the hands of the White Ghost.

This enmity is irreconcilable.

"Some things can't be said for sure."

Prince Jiangning lowered his gaze and said lightly, "Some people in this world are born rebellious and ungrateful... If Xie Zhen truly held his master in his heart, why would he be in conflict with my Jiangning to this extent?"

With these words spoken.

Many people's expressions grew peculiar.

The Jiangning Xie Family... in recent years, they have already aroused dissatisfaction among many with their dominance.

Xie Xuanyi was exceedingly kind to Jiangning.

But Jiangning toward Xie Xuanyi... had a certain sense of burning bridges after crossing them.

After Xie Xuanyi's death, Xie Zhisu did not show sorrow but focused solely on managing his heartland.

When Da Sui Sword Palace sealed the mountain, he seized the opportunity to orchestrate the reputation of "Xie Sheng" bearing the Red Dragon Fortune into prominence.

The discord between Xie Zhen and Jiangning was within expectations.

However, by old customs... Jiangning is ultimately Xie Xuanyi's homeland, and as a disciple, even if dissatisfied, he should not act in this manner.

"...shameless old creature."

Qin Baihuang couldn't help cursing quietly.

But this sentence was spoken low by Qin Baihuang.

Prince Jiangning, after all, is an Aliased Prince with a noble status.

And his own position is sensitive; if it weren't the critical moment of the "Qin Family Master dispute," Qin Baihuang might have cursed out loud.

"Everyone, please pause."

The clamor of disputes lasted for a long time until Zhou Ceng spoke again, and then it stopped.

"Chairman Qin is right."

Zhou Ceng smiled lightly with lowered brows: "Having encountered an assault in the South Border, now we're trapped in the Earth Abyss; we should unite to weather the disaster together. However, with my master's passing, Zhou Ceng has no mind for right or wrong... there are some matters I truly cannot hide."

Martial artists cultivate both practice and mind.

Earlier, he attempted to suppress his anger, but failed.

Wu Zhexian was the most respected and cherished person in Zhou Ceng's life—

If it had been a fair duel, where exhaustion led to death.

Then Zhou Ceng would not feel anger, only sorrow; if his master died at Lu Yuzhen's hands, he would cultivate diligently to take revenge later.

However.

What he saw from Ye Ancestor was not the truth.

"Everyone... please look."

The white-haired man standing by the main ship's railing slowly displayed a Divine Thought, projecting a scene above the dark, deep abyss.

Countless paper snowflakes swirling.

That was the image of the last strike within the White Paper Barrier.

Under Ye Ancestor's Sword Control, his entire Sword Intent condensed and compressed, as Wu Zhexian burned his essence and blood, seriously injuring Lu Yuzhen... At this moment, Ye Ancestor also prepared to burn life to complete this final strike.

The three Yang Gods, all were exhausted in battle.

The scale of victory at this moment was already tipping towards Great Chu.

Yet amidst the avalanche's collapse, came the sound of Sword Qi piercing the air.

Surrounding Ye Ancestor, who was about to perform Sword Control downwards, countless light orbs ignited, and amidst the collapsing snow, one after another silhouette appeared.

Tonight's assault by the Three Great Sects saw only one Green Owl manifest.

White Ghost, Red Immortal, Mo Taoist, Daoist Bai, Joyful Zen Master, Master of Unity…

These pseudo-saints of the Evil Sect, did not appear.

Not because the Three Great Sects didn't plan to wipe out Great Chu, but these individuals had a more significant mission.

The whistling Yin Souls, the roaring Heavenly Puppets, the ominous humming Zen Drum.

The appearance of these pseudo-saints became the last straw tipping the balance.

However, what truly made people feel "despair" and "chilling" was…

Not those pseudo-saints.

But a figure that absolutely shouldn't be here.

The person was dressed in black, bathed in a flurry of paper snow.

The initial sharp Sword Qi that pierced the air came from him.

The falling snow shrouded and obscured the person's face.

Yet lotus flowers gathered beneath him.

These lotus phenomena could not be conjured by ordinary people.

"This is... the Sword Intent of Lotus Peak..."

On the West Territory treasure ship, Xu Nianning's face turned pale.

She looked at this scene in disbelief, feeling utterly powerless.

Currently, Lotus Peak only had four people, Mountain Master Huang Su, her, Duan Zhao, and Xie Zhen.

Who else besides Xie Zhen could summon such Lotus Sword Intent?

"This is..."

"How could it be?"

Gasps of astonishment echoed around.

Upon seeing this.

Ye Qinglian, Jiang Que, Qin Baihuang, even Qian San... their expressions all changed.

All cultivators who firmly believed in Xie Zhen, their faces now held complex and peculiar emotions.

Zhou Ceng gently asked, "The image left by Ye Ancestor reveals a traitor. Everyone, if it were you, how would you choose?"