Chapter 432

At the entrance of the Sword Tomb, many young cultivators stopped in their tracks due to the icy aura emanating from the guarded Sword Tomb.

They exchanged glances, daring not to act rashly.

At that moment, Yuan Yao and the others also arrived before the Sword Tomb's entrance.

They stepped into the Sword Tomb.

Seeing this, others followed closely behind them.

Upon entering the Sword Tomb area, in an instant, the thousands of swords that had stood silently on the stone platform seemed to be given life, simultaneously emitting a clear, pleasant yet deafening sword hum.

Their blades trembled slightly, as if ready at any moment to break free of their bind and soar into the air.

Before anyone could react, those swords, as if possessing their own will, all broke free from the stone platform and flew up, dancing and swirling in midair.

In an instant, sword light flashed, sword qi crisscrossed, forming an impenetrable net of light that enveloped the entire space.

That invisible sword qi pressure spread outward like a flood, giving everyone present an intense sense of oppression.

Especially the young cultivators with shallow cultivation could not bear it, feeling chest tightness, difficulty breathing, and their faces turned ashen.

Just as many young cultivators were terrified——

Suddenly, a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering sword hum rang through the clouds!

Yuan Yao's figure swayed, as if shoved hard by an invisible giant hand, and she involuntarily stumbled forward several steps.

Immediately afterward, all the swords in the Sword Tomb began to revolve around her.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but show shock, finding it hard to believe.

Because they never imagined Yuan Yao would be chosen by all the swords in the Sword Tomb.

They thought the one chosen by all swords should be someone like Xie Yan, an unparalleled sword cultivator genius.

And Cang Li, sitting atop the city wall, seeing this scene below, was so startled he rubbed his eyes, thinking he had misseen.

After realizing it was real, he couldn't help exclaim: 'I go!'

Yuan Yao looked at the swords surrounding her and froze for a moment.

Before she could react, those sharp swords began to fight among themselves.

Clang clang clang——

Countless swords were knocked back, reinserted into the stones.

In the end, only four swords remained before Yuan Yao, awaiting her choice.

Bian Chen and the others naturally saw that these four swords were divine swords, their hearts startled, more so shocked.

Qian Yunzhou lightly laughed: 'Little Sixth Sister, pick whichever divine sword you fancy.'

Many young cultivators seeing this had red eyes.

They also wanted the chance to choose a divine sword.

Meanwhile, Xie Yan lifted his gaze to Yuan Yao's back, then fell upon the four divine swords, certain that none of them matched her taste.

Yuan Yao smiled: 'Thank you for your willingness to choose me, but I already have my natal sword. Please choose someone else.'

As soon as she spoke, everyone was instantly startled.

'Yuan Yao, you really won't choose?' Jiang Xiao narrowed his eyes, suddenly recalling that Yuan Yao's natal sword was a five-colored variegated long sword, looking strange and wondrous.

However, that Phantom Spirit Sword also seemed to be a divine sword.

Bian Chen sighed inwardly, deeply aware this opportunity was rare; if Yuan Yao gave up this chance to obtain a divine sword, it would truly be regrettable, yet seeing her firm headshake indicating no intention to change her mind, he couldn't help urging: 'Fellow Daoist Yuan, are you truly not going to ponder further? Such fate flees quickly; missing it may be hard to encounter again.'

Yuan Yao firmly said: 'I already have my natal sword.'

Before her voice faded, the four divine swords, each distinct in form and radiating mighty aura, seemed to sense her resolve, instantly showing displeasure; in unison they pointed their tips at her, faintly revealing hostility.

But at that moment——

A five-colored sword light flashed, directly clashing with those four divine swords.

Yuan Yao's expression shifted slightly in surprise: 'Phantom Spirit!'

Phantom Spirit had finished refining the power of that bead, now awakened; just waking, it found these four swords trying to seize its master, even pointing at its master.

Unforgivable!!!

Only seen, the five-colored long sword took on four opponents alone, actually fighting within the Sword Tomb.

For a moment, sword qi crisscrossed throughout the Sword Tomb, cold light scattering, both sides exchanging blows, neither yielding, intensely fierce.

Everyone retreated repeatedly, until they exited the Sword Tomb, to avoid being harmed by their sword qi.

Their expressions were shocked.

Soon, the Phantom Spirit Sword sent those four divine swords flying back.

Everyone's hearts were even more shocked.

'Fellow Daoist Yuan, what exactly is your natal sword?'

Before this, they had never seen or heard of the Phantom Spirit Sword.

The Phantom Spirit Sword flashed in midair and swiftly landed in the hand of the green-clad maiden.

Yuan Yao earnestly said: 'Thank you for your kindness, but I already have my natal sword; please choose another master.'

As soon as her words fell, the Phantom Spirit Sword immediately emitted a sword hum, as if swearing allegiance to its status!

All the swords in the Sword Tomb instantly fell silent.

Phantom Spirit Sword: Hmph!

The sword spirits secretly thought: What an overbearing sword! It's just a bit stronger than them!

After this little interlude, other sword cultivators entered the Sword Tomb again.

Yuan Yao couldn't help glancing at Xie Yan.

The sword Xie Yan uses is considered extremely ordinary in the cultivation world.

She wondered curiously whether he would pick a divine sword inside the Sword Tomb.

Those four divine swords indeed went toward his direction.

Xie Zixu sent a voice transmission to Yuan Yao: "Which one do you think looks good?"

Yuan Yao: "......"

She curiously asked: "Did you previously have a life-bound sword?"

Xie Zixu: "Yes, but I cannot use it. So I want to pick a side sword."

Yuan Yao, hearing that, fell into thought.

Whether as Xie Yan or Xie Zixu, he had never summoned his life-bound sword. Is it because once his life-bound sword appears, it would reveal his identity?

Xie Zixu noticed Yuan Yao hadn't replied for a while; upon looking up, he saw the green-clad girl seemingly in a daze.

Xie Zixu: "......"

The girl seemed to notice his gaze and looked over at him.

But at that moment, a tall red figure blocked her line of sight.

From the middle, it separated the two.

Qian Yunzhou laughed: "Yuan Xiaoliu, aren't you going to temper your life-bound sword? Why not start?"

And Xie Zixu's expression instantly turned cold.

Yuan Yao glared at Qian Yunzhou: "I'll start whenever I want to start."

Immediately, she sent a voice transmission to Xie Zixu: "You should choose a sword that suits you, rather than looking at which sword I like. In my heart, there is only the difference between the Phantom Spirit Sword and other swords."

Upon hearing that, Xie Zixu's heart stirred.

She indeed likes colorful things.

These four divine swords are respectively:

Heaven Flame Sword: the sword's entire body shows a vivid, dripping red hue.

Light Cloud Sword: the sword's body flickers with a clear, cold, mysterious silver light.

Jade Ice Sword: the entire sword is carved from crystal-clear cold jade, emitting waves of piercing chill, making one shiver.

Crimson Sky Sword: the sword's body is blood-red, with faint sounds of wind and thunder roaring forth, its momentum magnificent.

Xie Zixu ultimately chose the Light Cloud Sword.

And the Jade Ice Sword ultimately became Xiao Zhufeng's life-bound sword.

Bian Chen chose the Crimson Sky Sword.

The Heaven Flame Sword did not find its desired master, so it was plunged back into the stone.

Sword cultivators and swords share a mutual choosing relationship; if the sword does not acknowledge you, then it will not recognize you as its master.