This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 140 Jade Capital Sword

Deep within the Cangshan Mountains lies a breathtaking Tianduan Gorge, a scar on the earth that tells ancient legends.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, a sword light fell like a meteor from the heavens above the Jade Capital, instantly splitting the Cangshan Mountain in two. This earth-shattering sword strike severed what is now known as the Heavenly Fracture Canyon.

As Yu Jingtian's sword flashed down, a mysterious severed tail fell along with the sword light.

In order to suppress this broken tail, the Daqian royal family took on the mission of protecting Cangshan Mountain for generations.

Within the Cangshan Mountains, powerful demons roam freely. The nine boundary markers of Cangshan are like indestructible shackles, binding the bodies of the demon gods, tempering their souls, and imprisoning their words, all for the purpose of eternally guarding this severed tail.

In this way, the ancestral home of the royal family gradually took shape.

The composition of the royal family was already complex, and the lineage of Emperor Wu harbored great ambitions and was unwilling to be confined to the Cangshan Mountains. They received the decree of the Jade Capital Heaven and took control of the Great Qian Kingdom.

Meanwhile, the other branches held fast to their ancestral lands, waging a protracted battle against the powerful demon that suppressed the monster.

Time flies, and years pass quickly. After many years of changes, the relationship between Emperor Wu and the royal family is no longer as harmonious as it once was.

Under heaven, all land belongs to the emperor. After consolidating his power, Emperor Wu naturally wanted to reclaim Cangshan, since it was part of the Great Qian Dynasty's territory.

However, the ancestral home of the royal family firmly stated that it would establish an independent kingdom within the nine boundary markers of Cangshan Mountain, and that all affairs within the boundary would be decided by the nine elders of the ancestral home of the royal family, and that Emperor Wu would not be allowed to interfere.

As for the area outside the boundary, that is Emperor Wu's sphere of influence, and they dare not easily cross it.

This is the reason why a large number of troops are stationed outside Yong'an City. These troops are like an iron wall, as solid as a rock, guarding Cangshan Mountain. On the surface, they are there to suppress the great demon, but in reality, they are there to closely monitor the ancestral land of the royal family.

Initially, the royal ancestral land complained bitterly about this behavior, but after several thrilling conflicts, Yujingtian sent an envoy, and the ancestral land has since been isolated from the world, living in peace and seclusion in the Tianduan Grand Canyon.

In this way, the reason why the royal ancestral land is located next to Yong'an City becomes clear: the ancestral land came first, then Yong'an, and with the Nine Heavens involved, a delicate balance gradually formed between the ancestral land and Emperor Wu.

The entry of the Divine Immortal Pavilion into the ancestral land had already provoked strong opposition within the land itself. However, Emperor Wu offered an irresistible gift, which led the nine elders to approve the Divine Immortal Pavilion's decision. Allowing them entry was already an act of grace beyond the law.

How dare they utter such outrageous words, proposing to sacrifice a member of the royal family? How could the Third Elder not be furious?

If it weren't for the item belonging to Emperor Wu, he probably would have killed Shenxianlou with a single blow.

Although the Immortal Pavilion can act recklessly outside, this is the ancestral land of the royal family, a royal dojo with a palace in the Nine Heavens. The sword that fell from the Jade Capital Heaven is still enshrined at the top of the Nine Heavens.

Over the years, with the help of this sword, the descendants of the ancestral land have been transformed. What they have comprehended from that sword is a sword technique unique to Yujingtian. Even if it is only a trace, if it were to appear outside Cangshan, their power would be enough to make them stand out in the world. This is the foundation of the ancestral land, and it is a secret that even the Martial Emperor cannot know.

If it weren't for the decree of Yujing Heaven, they would have long since left Cangshan, taken over, and taken control of everything that belonged to Emperor Wu.

Therefore, despite knowing that the Twelve Immortals of the Divine Pavilion harbored ill intentions, they were still allowed to enter. In the words of the Grand Elder,

If they don't behave, then we'll unleash the Jade Capital Sword Qi to completely obliterate all traces of them in the world. This confidence comes from the very core of their hearts.

With the Jade Capital Sword in hand, what do they have to fear?

Even other visitors from the heavens dared not be negligent in the slightest, let alone those few vicious demons and monsters.

Therefore, the Third Elder completely disregarded the Twelve Immortal Towers. As long as they obediently followed the rules, they could temporarily escape this calamity.

If they dare to break the rules, then don't blame the Third Elder for being ruthless and sending them to meet the King of Hell. After the Third Elder, Huangfu Tianshan, left, he flew straight to the ninth level of the Nine Heavens like a bird.

Here, the Grand Elder had been waiting for a long time. In the center of the hall, a flying sword was like a dragon suspended in mid-air. Around it, sword energy transformed and flowed like a magnificent rainbow. It was a rare spectacle in the world. This was the source of their confidence: the Jade Capital Sword!

"Third brother, how is it?"

Upon seeing the Third Elder enter the hall, the First Elder, seated at the very front, spoke first.

"These twelve immortal towers are searching for the path of sacrifice, and in doing so they have not hesitated to slaughter many innocent people. The resentment of those people has lingered for a long time and has already lingered around them, turning into a tangible form. They are truly wicked people."

The Third Elder answered solemnly, then sat down to one side.

"On the path of sacrifice, how dare they be so audacious? Does Emperor Wu not want to live anymore? So many years have passed, yet he still hasn't given up on this path of no return."

The elder's face was filled with displeasure, and his words revealed a hint of resentment.

"What you say is absolutely right, elder brother. The Dao of Sacrifice is a great enemy of the Nine Heavens. Do you think we should discuss this matter in advance..." The Third Elder raised his hand and pointed to the sky above.

"Wait a minute. Putting aside the difficulties of the sacrificial ceremony, how can this so-called Twelve Immortal Towers possibly reproduce the great power of the sacrifice?"

They're nothing but a rabble; before a true master, they're like clay chickens and earthen dogs, utterly defenseless.

"Should we send someone to the Poetry Immortal Gathering again? Emperor Wu seems to have other plans for this gathering. From the words of those people from the Immortal Pavilion, I sensed that it is related to the power of sacrifice. Regardless of anything else, sacrifice is a taboo. If we can really defeat it, it will undoubtedly be like adding wings to a tiger for us."

The Third Elder's words left the First Elder silent for a moment. When he spoke again, he had already made up his mind.

"That's good. Let Lan Hai accompany Lan Fan on this trip. If he really manages to pull off the sacrifice, then we must snatch it from the tiger's mouth and absolutely not let the sacrifice fall into the hands of the Martial Emperor."

"Understood, I'll make arrangements right away."

The Third Elder stood up, about to leave, but as soon as he stepped over the Jade Capital Sword, the originally quiet and brilliant Jade Capital Sword suddenly moved without wind, emitting a clear sword sound, "clang," which resounded throughout the Nine Heavens Palace.

At this moment, everyone, whether from the royal ancestral land or the Twelve Immortal Towers, looked up at the sky. They saw an invisible sword aura, like a dragon soaring into the sky, appearing above the canyon and slowly condensing into a phantom sword shadow.

The sword tip pointed straight to the sky like an arrow, as if in that distant place, his nemesis was closing in step by step.

"Enemy attack! Prepare for battle!"

The Grand Elder's face was covered in frost. Since the Jade Capital Sword descended here, it had never released its sword cry so actively as it had today.

For so many years, this sword has been like a docile child, lying here quietly, never emitting a trace of sword energy that does not belong to this world.

However, at this moment, the five-colored sword energy spread out like a magnificent rainbow, dyeing the entire sky with vibrant colors.

"Who could be causing this sword to become so agitated?"

The Third Elder's face was as heavy as lead. After exchanging a glance, the two of them took flight like birds and sped towards the sky above the canyon.

Within the ancestral land of the royal family, people streaked across the sky like shooting stars. These people were either men or women, old or young, riding flying swords, passing by the twelve immortal masters one by one.

The masters of the twelfth floor stared at the sword immortals flying past. For the first time, these ruthless and bloodthirsty men showed a hint of panic in their eyes.

"So powerful! Luckily we didn't act rashly. Why are there so many sword immortals in this royal ancestral land?"

Lou San, who bore a striking resemblance to the butcher, involuntarily trembled. There were simply too many sword immortals here.

"It's that five-colored sword. All the power of sword immortals contains the attribute of five-colored sword energy. What kind of sword is it that can create so many sword immortals? It seems that this time, we have come to an extraordinary place."

Lou Yi was still marveling when his expression suddenly changed drastically. He soared into the sky like a bird, his face a mixture of fear, joy, excitement, and disbelief.

This was because, in front of the five-colored sword energy pointing towards them, the power unique to sacrifice spread out like a surging tide; that aura was precisely the sacrificial power they had pursued throughout their lives.

Moreover, it was the pure sacrificial power that they had failed to obtain despite countless rituals.

The sound coming from afar was the true power of the ritual. He trembled all over. After years of verification, it was finally confirmed that the power of the ritual really existed.