C924 (1/2)

In front of the main entrance of the mausoleum.

Jian Wanting's gentle words had already caused Ye Ling to be cautious.

If the sword dome mountain was destroyed, none of them would be able to live, so Ye Ling was naturally not an idiot. With how huge this sword dome mountain was, if it collapsed, even if they did not die, they would still die from the pressure on the mountain.

”As a woman, can't you be kind?”

Ye Ling's face was extremely ugly, looking at how Jian Wanting purposely gave her an opinion, because what she did did did not match her age.

”I'm kind enough.”

”Giving you so many benefits and even giving you a chance to take advantage of me? Is this not kind enough?”

When she heard what Ye Ling said, Jian Wanting was surprised, but then she laughed, shook her head, and said to Ye Ling without hiding anything.

”You … You can do it! ”

Ye Ling gnashed his teeth as his heart burned with anger. Facing this shameless woman in his heart, he had no choice but to admit defeat.

This time, he was at a disadvantage. After being schemed against by such a woman, he could only suffer in silence and vent his anger.

”Let's go?” Jian Wan Ting ignored him and retreated to the side to allow Ye Ling to move first.

Ye Ling gritted his teeth, glared at Jian Wanting, and angrily strode away, disappearing inside the palace gates.

When Jian Wanting saw Ye Ling enter the palace gate, she actually curled her lips and smiled. Her smile was very bright and filled with pride.

After a moment's hesitation, Jian Wanting quickly entered the palace gate. With a wave of her hand, the palace gate closed with a loud bang. The palace's mausoleum was pitch black, and one could not see her five fingers in front of her.

Following the closing of the palace gate, a spark suddenly appeared around the palace. The flames around the palace suddenly lit up the entire place, lighting up the entire palace.

”Hu …!”

Following the illumination of the light in the palace, a wave of cold wind suddenly blew over. Ye Ling who was in the center of the palace suddenly had a pale face.

Ye Ling looked around, only to see corpses everywhere, all of them dying in different ways. Some of their hearts were pierced by swords, some of their heads moved, and some of their bodies were dismembered, their death scenes was extremely cruel.

In front of him, there was a man wearing black clothing kneeling on the ground. His entire body was emitting a strong aura of death, but his body did not rot. Rather, there was a fishy stench.

This person had disheveled hair, and he was kneeling in the center of the palace. His head was lowered, so it was impossible to see his appearance, and in front of this person was a pool of dried up blood.

This person was seated cross-legged atop an altar in front of them. His face was as white as paper, and his eyes were tightly shut. A black longsword was stabbed into the ground in his right hand, and a skull that had long since turned into dried up bone was held in his left hand.

This person's appearance could be considered handsome, and his expression was terrifyingly cold. Even the way he died made people feel reverence and fear.

It could be seen that this person had experienced an intense battle when he was still alive. All of the corpses around had died under the sword of the same person, and anyone who attacked could feel their fear.

The purple robed man seated on the altar was the creator of Sword Tomb, Jian Wanting's father, the ”Sword Saint”.

When Ye Ling saw everything within the palace, he couldn't help but admire this Sword Saint.

He truly deserved to be called the Sword Saint of this generation, just that he was different from ordinary people.

But Ye Ling was very curious, who would want Sword Lord to die so much, to actually come here?

”The dead in this hall belong to the same group you met in the Immortal Supreme Palace.”

”It is impossible to go against fate. You should have long heard of these words, right?”

”Back then, my father knew that the Celestial Realm was nearing its end, so he decided to build a hidden underground palace here. Who would have thought that there would be an accident and this place would become my father's burial ground?”

While Ye Ling was still confused, Jian Wanting, who was behind Ye Ling, suddenly spoke to Ye Ling about why this place was in such a mess.

It turned out that all of this was because the Immortal World had been destroyed, and the master of the Celestial Realm was the one who had broken into this place.

Back then, when the Sword Saint knew that he was doomed, if he was not willing to destroy his illustrious reputation, he would do his best to kill all of Heaven's Mandate here and become his funeral partner.

”Destiny?” Ye Ling frowned, he had already seen the terror of Heaven's Mandate before, he never thought that even the Sword Saint would be targeted by it.

”Then who is this person?”

Ye Ling calmed the waves in his heart and then looked towards the man in black who was in front of her, and asked Jian Wanting curiously.

”Him?”

”You can't know his identity right now, because it won't do you any good.”

Hearing Ye Ling suddenly asking the black clothed man who knelt on the ground, Jian Wan Ting's expression became serious as she looked at the dead man, and warned Ye Ling in a low voice.

”Oh? Do I know, or don't you want to tell me? ”

”If you can find out about it, why can't I?”

Ye Ling frowned, he looked at Jian Wanting with dissatisfaction, to think that she was treating him this way, it was obvious that she was fawning on him.

He had even seen the Mandate of Heaven, what else could he not see?

Thus, he was even more curious. Was she, Jian Wanting, deliberately putting on an act, exaggerating, or was this man really special?

Facing Ye Ling's questioning and questioning, Jian Wanting's expression was a little strange. She looked at Ye Ling for a long while before saying, ”He's someone from the Sea of Darkness.”