348: Chapter 358 The first thing I did after emerging from seclusion: Let him go!

The Ice Soul Immortal Palace sped along, traversing the endless sea of stars, and landed steadily within the mist-shrouded core territory of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan.

After the Immortal Palace returned, it was immediately protected by the most rigorous Formation of the clan.

Because everyone knew that their own Young Miss and the mysterious Prodigy she had brought back were both undergoing critical Breakthroughs inside the Immortal Palace.

Inside the main hall of the clan.

"Clan Leader."

The Saint Elder who had accompanied Mu Linglong to the Trial of the Sword bowed respectfully toward the elegant-looking man on the main seat.

This man was the backbone of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan, the powerhouse at the Early Stage of the Great Emperor Realm—Mu Chuan!

Since that most tragic battle in the Realm Battlefield years ago, after the Wuji Sword Emperor sacrificed himself, the Blood-colored Passage had emerged.

The Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan, which once dominated a region of the Sword Domain, bore the brunt of it. Over these years, to fill the defensive lines, countless experts within the clan had died or been injured, and now it had reached the brink of danger.

Regarding everything that happened during the Trial of the Sword, Mu Chuan had already learned the results before the Immortal Palace returned.

The Heaven-Defying talent displayed by that mysterious Raincoat Guest made even this Great Emperor feel amazed.

At the same time, he also felt deeply gratified and pleasantly surprised that his daughter could actually befriend such a peerless Prodigy with such potential, and even righteously brought him back to the Family.

It was just that...

"Clan Leader. Young Miss Linglong has learned about our acceptance of the marriage alliance with Sword Emperor Mountain... She is extremely resistant to it." The Saint Elder hesitated for a long while before bringing up this most thorny issue.

"I know..."

Mu Chuan rubbed his brow wearily, emitting a deep sigh.

How could he not understand his own daughter?

As a father, he saw the talent and proud bones of Linglong's Glazed Sword Body, and it pained his heart.

However, the situation at the front line was tense now, and the Blood-colored Passage could be invaded by higher-level Demon Commanders at any time!

Compared to Sword Emperor Mountain, which possessed a Great Emperor at the Middle Stage, the foundation of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan was ultimately missing a critical piece.

"If only I could Breakthrough to the Middle Stage of the Great Emperor Realm, perhaps Linglong would not have to suffer this grievance. What a pity..."

Mu Chuan's age was actually nearly a million years older than the Sword Emperor.

But the Sword Emperor's talent was indeed far higher than his.

If the Sword Emperor hadn't excessively imitated the Dao of the Wuji Sword Emperor back then, leading his own path to a dead end, he might have already been assaulting the Late Stage of the Great Emperor Realm.

"Clan Leader, do not be too pessimistic."

The Saint Elder comforted him, saying: "It is said that of the three black Demon Commanders of the Realm Demons, two were suppressed and killed by that Great Emperor Su Feng! Presumably, the demons have suffered heavy losses of Origin Qi, and within the next thousand years, there should be no major movements."

"Perhaps we have a chance to stall for time until the Young Miss grows up. If our clan could have two Great Emperors in the future..."

When the Saint Elder said this, he could not continue and lowered his head in silence.

Giving a Heavenly Immortal a thousand years to Breakthrough and become a Great Emperor?

If this were spread, everyone in the Sword Domain would probably think he was crazy.

"I understand all the principles you speak of."

Mu Chuan's eyes were filled with sorrow and bitterness: "Linglong is my own flesh and blood, and I cannot bear it either! But... as the head of the clan, I cannot take her happiness alone and trade it for the lives of hundreds of millions of disciples in the clan!"

"We... really cannot afford to gamble."

Mu Chuan closed his eyes. He never dreamed that, as a Great Emperor who had overcome thousands of difficulties to prove the Dao, he would be unable to control his own daughter's fate and still be unable to act according to his own heart!

"Hum—!!!"

At this very moment!

Outside the main hall, from the direction of the Ice Soul Immortal Palace, which had been silent all along, a deep and domineering Sword cry suddenly erupted!

A phantasm of a pitch-black heavy sword shot straight into the clouds!

Around that heavy sword phantasm, eight distinct colored Origin Laws were densely swirling!

That terrifying pressure, as heavy as a collapsing star, could not even be completely blocked by the Saint-level Formation on the perimeter of the Immortal Palace, and was transmitted directly into the main hall!

"This is..." Mu Chuan stood up abruptly, his eyes gleaming with excitement: "Eight-path Golden Immortal?! What a fast speed of Fusion!"

"Wait!!!"

Mu Chuan then seemed to think of something, his pupils shrinking sharply.

Back then, when he participated in the Trial of the Sword and stepped into the ninety-second level, after he came out of seclusion and digested everything, he had leaped directly from the tenth level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm to achieve the Eight-path Golden Immortal!

And that boy in the Immortal Palace had reached the top of the one hundredth level, which was unprecedented!

Then, the Realm he would be at when he left seclusion, wouldn't that mean...

"If he can suppress all the heroes in the Sword God Domain two years from now and obtain that legendary Sword Soul..."

Mu Chuan's heartbeat accelerated for a moment.

But soon, this unrealistic thought was dismissed with a wry smile.

"Even if he gets the Sword Soul, so what? Throughout history, even with the most monstrous talent, it is absolutely impossible to leap from Golden Immortal, cross the Saint Realm, and Breakthrough to the Great Emperor Realm within a few hundred years. Let alone contend with a Great Emperor at the Middle Stage like the Sword Emperor?"

"Perhaps this is the tribulation of my Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan, and it is also Linglong's fate."

Mu Chuan sat back on the throne, his eyes becoming dim again.

...

Cultivation has no time, a thousand years have passed in the world.

In the blink of an eye, two full years had passed since that Trial of the Sword which shook the Sword Domain.

During these two years, the Sword Domain appeared calm on the surface.

Sword Emperor Mountain did not come to the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan to cause trouble, nor did the demons launch a large-scale invasion of the Blood-colored Passage at the front line.

But in the eyes of the high-level members of those top Sects, this calmness was more like the dead silence before a storm.

The eyes of all forces were fixed tightly on the upcoming—Sword God Domain!

On this day.

In the Forbidden Ground of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan, deep within the Ice Soul Immortal Palace.

"Boom!"

A streak of Sword Qi, sharp to the extreme, instantly broke through the seal of the secret chamber.

Mu Linglong's clear spring-like beautiful eyes, which had been closed for two long years, suddenly opened!

In her originally cold temperament, there was now a hint of heart-stopping sharpness.

"Phew~ I've reached the Seven-path Golden Immortal!"

Mu Linglong felt the surging immortal power within her body, and a satisfied smile appeared on her beautiful face: "Suppressing my cultivation in the Heavenly Immortal Realm for over a thousand years was certainly not in vain! The feeling of accumulating and then bursting forth is truly great!"

After breaking through and leaving seclusion, Mu Linglong's unique clear spring-like eyes were now sparkling with excitement.

She did not go to find her father, nor did she go to find Su Jin. She didn't even have time to change her Dao robe, transforming directly into an icy blue streak of light as she rushed out of the Immortal Palace, heading straight for that territory of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancient Clan which was shrouded in mist all year round!

The portrait that she had treasured for two years had long since been crumpled in her hand.

"Aunt Han! Open the door quickly!"

Mu Linglong landed in front of the mist Formation and shouted impatiently: "Linglong has an extremely important matter and requests an audience! Please help me calculate someone! I want to go beat him up!"