Chen Ping's Sword

It is said that dying is extremely painful.

But his adventure was not without value.

Since then, the Feng Family, relying on these maps, has created mechanical puppets and divine weapons, becoming exceedingly wealthy for a time...

Of course, later on, the downfall of the Feng Family became another story.

As for the hidden truths, Feng Yuantu is the most knowledgeable.

It is for this reason that he deeply resents Empress Yuanzhen, Ji Yuanshou, and desires to dethrone him, to use his head as a vessel.

Back then, didn’t the Feng Family treat Ji Yuanshou well enough?

They provided money and grain, supplied soldiers, armor, and puppets, and yet, in the end, they were slaughtered like pigs, exterminating the clan.

This enmity is irreconcilable.

The Feng Family’s grudge has festered for a very long time.

Even bringing it up now, blood still seeps in Feng Yuantu’s eyes, and after a moment of silence, he smiles and says, "Therefore, any family with a heritage and well-informed sources would not consider venturing into the Celestial Star Ruins anymore.

In the past, Han Lin of the Primordial Sect managed to live the longest, even integrating the Seven Stars Swordsmanship into the Primordial Golden Body Technique, comprehending the [Sword Gang Stream] sublime technique, and significantly advancing in power at the time.

But no matter what, he couldn’t solve the problem of the damaged soul, so he could only wait for death."

"The Heaven-Reaching Tower is both the Heaven-Ascending Ladder and the Death-Hastening Specter. Those aware of the dangers within would not dare to risk their lives.

It is said that afterwards, a Venerable concluded that there must be powerful treasures within the ruins, perhaps the Heaven-Reaching Tower itself is that treasure..."

Upon saying this, Feng Yuantu said no more.

Xu Yanzong, scratching his ears in curiosity, couldn’t help but ask if no Venerable tried to explore it.

"How do you know there weren’t any?"

The True Martial King shook his head and sighed.

"Not only Venerables, even... none could gain anything from it, and the matter ended unresolved."

He pointed to the sky with his finger, speaking ambiguously.

Xu Yanzong gasped, no longer daring to ask further questions.

"What if Chen Ping doesn’t go in, then what?"

"He will go. Enticing with emotions, tempting with benefits, and pressed by dire consequences he never wishes to see, this trap is unavoidable for him."

The True Martial King, Ji Changfeng, chuckled, looking at Feng Yuantu with nothing but admiration in his eyes.

Indeed, North Wen Mountain, Southern Origin Map, once they make a move, it is sure to be a lethal plan.

The world may have wise individuals who can see through this scheme and avoid this disaster, but Chen Ping is certainly not among them.

Ji Changfeng had this confidence.

He laughed heartily, and just then, he heard a crack.

He saw Mu Yuanzhen beside him screaming in anguish, clutching a wooden sculpture that had already cracked and shattered into eight pieces.

"What happened?"

"Martial Uncle has fallen."

Mu Yuanzhen raised his head, eyes filled with horror, how much time had passed?

They had just paused to exchange a few words.

Elder Tongyun had already been killed by Chen Ping, his divine soul completely obliterated.

They all knew that the Shenxiao Sword Sect had a unique technique to detect the life and death of its members.

At this moment, Mu Yuanzhen certainly would not joke about his Martial Uncle’s life or death.

So, did Fang Qingzhu enter the ruins?

And would Chen Ping chase after?

The situation suddenly became unclear.

"Prince, should we continue the siege?"

Xu Yanzong took a deep breath, glanced back at the 23,000 elite soldiers, feeling uncertain.

"Wait."

The True Martial King said in a deep voice, "Send more scouts to gather information, we must not be careless now."

He was not thinking about attacking or ambushing Xingqing Prefecture, nor was he grieving over Elder Tongyun’s death, but rather feeling secretly pleased: "A Grandmaster of the Shenxiao Sword Sect has perished, I wonder if that Venerable Yuxiao can still sit still?

The iron rule that Venerables must not interfere with dynastic changes is essentially null and void now. Surely, he wouldn’t want to watch his disciples die in vain one by one."

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