18: Broken Sword Valley, only I am immune to the restrictions!

When Li Yan arrived at the square, dozens of other Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters were already waiting.

He decisively blended into the crowd, standing at the very back.

Only after all the Disciples had arrived at the square did Old Daoist Xuan Wang slowly walk over.

Old Daoist Xuanwang's expression was sinister and excited, and he bared his mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Your Master has found the exact location of Broken Sword Valley, this is a heaven-sent Immortal Ascension Opportunity!"

"This Immortal Ascension Opportunity, Your Master will not hog it, you all will come with me to explore the Opportunity of Broken Sword Valley."

Compared to the Old Devil's excited face, the Disciples below all had heavy expressions, looking even worse than if their parents had died.

Several Senior Brothers beside Li Yan whispered.

"We're going to be used as pathfinders again, Outer Sect Disciples..."

"Last time we went to Hundred蟲 Mountain, fifty or sixty people died; this time to Broken Sword Valley, I'm afraid it will be..."

The Outer Sect Disciples' faces were ashen, and the Inner Sect Disciples' expressions were not much better.

But did they have a choice?

To put it nicely, they were Old Daoist Xuanwang's Disciples; to put it harshly, they were just domestic slaves raised by Old Daoist Xuanwang.

Old Daoist Xuanwang was like a wealthy landlord, and this group of Disciples were like tenant farmers.

They saw the Old Devil combine two fingers, forming a hand seal and chanting: "Flying Bone Sword, go!"

Dozens of bone Flying Swords shot out from the sword box on Old Daoist Xuanwang's back, each bone Flying Sword corresponding to one Disciple.

And one of these Flying Bone Swords landed right between Li Yan's legs.

"Disciples, step on it and stand firm! Your Master will take you to seek the Immortal Ascension Opportunity, hehehe."

As the Old Devil hooked his two fingers, the Flying Swords lifted all the Disciples.

Li Yan, standing on the Flying Bone Sword, swayed slightly but quickly adapted to the feeling of standing on a Flying Sword.

"Sword Flight..."

He learned from the Senior Brother's memory that only Ban Xue Realm Cultivators had the ability of Sword Flight.

His current Blood Condensation Realm cultivation was not enough to control a Flying Sword.

The Old Devil could control dozens of Flying Swords at once, carrying his Disciples, which indicated that Old Daoist Xuanwang's cultivation was above the fifth layer of the Ban Xue Realm!

Li Yan narrowed his eyes in thought. Ban Xue Realm Cultivators had an overwhelming advantage; even if all the Disciples present attacked together, Old Ghost Xuanwang could easily kill all the rebellious Disciples.

This was the disparity in their strength.

All the Disciples could only obediently stand on the Flying Swords, following behind Old Daoist Xuan Wang.

Even if someone wanted to escape, jumping from the Flying Sword at that height would almost certainly result in a fatal fall.

And Li Yan, standing on the Flying Sword, also realized how fast a Ban Xue Realm Cultivator's Sword Flight truly was.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the group appeared hundreds of miles away.

During this time, Li Yan continuously looked down at the mountains.

Numerous ruins and relics were scattered among the dense forests of the mountains, all left behind by ancient Immortal Cultivation Schools.

After an unknown number of tens or hundreds of thousands of years, those ancient Cultivators were long gone, leaving only the broken walls and ruins of their mountain gates.

Li Yan could even see the large rift valleys and two separated mountain peaks left behind by ancient Cultivators who had split mountains with a single sword.

All kinds of relics indicated that this place was once a human paradise filled with Spiritual Qi, where Cultivators walked everywhere.

But for some unknown reason, no Cultivators could be seen now; only evil Cultivators like Old Daoist Xuanwang roamed the mountains.

Watching thousands of palaces turn to dust, Li Yan couldn't help but feel curious: "Where did those ancient Immortal Cultivators go?"

Ming Shan, the Senior Brother standing on a Flying Sword beside him, heard Li Yan's sigh and couldn't help but laugh.

"You're also thinking about that problem?"

"I used to be very curious too, so I went to read ancient texts."

"They all say that ancient Cultivators were immortal, ageless, and indestructible. Their cultivation reached the heavens, and they broke through the Void Realm and escaped."

"All the ancient Immortal Cultivation Secret Manuals were also taken away by that group of Cultivators."

After hearing the Senior Brother's words, Li Yan had even more questions.

The ancient Immortal Cultivators escaped and took the Immortal Cultivation Secret Manuals with them?

Isn't that clearly burning bridges?

They themselves achieved the Dao and Immortal Ascension, blocking the path for future generations? How ruthless!

As the two chatted, the Flying Swords began to slowly descend, and the group soon arrived at what Old Ghost Xuanwang called Broken Sword Valley.

As they descended, the Disciples jumped off the Flying Bone Swords one after another.

The Old Devil waved his two fingers, and dozens of Flying Bone Swords returned to the sword box.

His wrinkled face bore a sinister smile: "Broken Sword Valley has arrived."

"This place is covered in mist for over three hundred days a year. I've been searching for this for many years, and I've finally found this place."

As he spoke, Old Daoist Xuan Wang's smile deepened.

"Legend has it that ancient Cultivators once had a great battle between the righteous and demonic Dao in Broken Sword Valley."

"Although this place has undergone hundreds of thousands of years of changes, there are still a large number of Opportunities left."

"Disciples, this is an Opportunity to seek longevity! Your Master is giving it to you!"

Listening to Old Daoist Xuan Wang's words, Li Yan sighed inwardly.

Even Zhou Bapi would shed tears seeing this; even a vampire would donate all their blood and then leave.

Old Daoist Xuanwang not only treated his Disciples as livestock but also made them scout the way for him.

Broken Sword Valley was filled with persistent mist, making it extremely dangerous to enter.

This place was also an ancient battlefield for the righteous and demonic Dao; those who entered would likely face certain death!

This old man kept saying he was giving the Opportunities to his Disciples, which was truly heartbreaking to hear.

Old Daoist Xuan Wang spoke: "Outer Sect Disciples, step forward!"

More than thirty Outer Sect Disciples could only brace themselves and walk out, including Li Yan.

The Old Devil pointed casually: "You, you, and you, the ten of you go in first."

The Disciples who were pointed at had ashen faces and trembled as they walked forward.

One female Disciple was so scared that she knelt on the ground: "Master! Master!!! Your Disciple doesn't want to be in the first batch to go in, please!"

"Whatever you want me to do, Your Disciple is willing!"

Looking at the terrified female Disciple, Old Daoist Xuanwang chuckled dryly: "You don't want to go in? Come over here, to your Master's side."

The female Disciple, crying like a pear blossom bathed in rain, trembled and crawled on her knees to Old Daoist Xuanwang.

The next moment, Old Daoist Xuanwang grabbed her by the collar and threw her into Broken Sword Valley!

Along with the female Disciple's screams, Li Yan saw her thrown into the mist.

The female Disciple struggled to get up, trying to run back.

The next moment, several decaying corpses suddenly rushed out of the mist, hissing and stabbing with long swords.

In an instant, the female Disciple was struck by several swords, and blood spurted from her mouth.

Old Daoist Xuanwang had no thought of pity; he waved his sleeve, releasing dozens of bone swords, and cut down both the female Disciple and the decaying corpses.

Then, he slowly said: "The mist in Broken Sword Valley has a Restriction that blocks Divine Sense."

"After you enter, proceed with caution, and be careful not to step on traps or trigger ancient Formations."

"Set off, Disciples."

Old Daoist Xuanwang controlled the Flying Swords, driving the nine Disciples ahead.

Li Yan, standing in the crowd, gradually relaxed his tightly furrowed brows.

The mist has a side effect!?

Doesn't that mean... others' Divine Sense is blocked, but only he, Li Yan, is not affected by the side effect and can explore Broken Sword Valley through his Minds Eye?