Chapter 4282: Mo Xuanfei

Mo Qingyun's voice carried a cold intent.

It could be said that Mo Xuanfei was one of his reverse scales.

If Within Jun Xiaoyao really touched her.

Then Mo Qingyun, even if he had to risk exposing his background, would have to make him pay the price.

"Little brother, you are..."

Mo Xuanfei looked at Mo Qingyun, whose face was cold and even a bit distorted.

She felt extremely strange.

Mo Qingyun at this moment was like a wild beast waiting to devour people.

Radiating a chilling aura.

Was this still the introverted little brother she knew before?

It felt like he was a stranger.

"He didn't offend you, second sister, did he?" Mo Qingyun said.

"Mo Qingyun, what on earth are you talking about?!"

Hearing this, Mo Xuanfei's face, which had been carrying joy, also lost its smile.

She couldn't help but scold him.

Her relationship with Mo Qingyun had always been quite good.

She always called him little brother.

She rarely called him by his full name.

It showed how angry Mo Xuanfei was at this moment.

"Second sister, I'm just worried about you..." Mo Qingyun said.

"Is this how you worry about me?"

"Thinking that I would do something with Young Master Jun because of his status?"

Mo Xuanfei's face also had a trace of anger.

Before, even if others mocked Mo Qingyun.

She had never doubted Mo Qingyun.

Believing that Mo Qingyun would definitely have a day when he soared into the sky.

And now?

She had only cultivated at Within Jun Xiaoyao's place for a period of time.

Others misunderstood her and thought wrongly.

Thinking she was climbing the social ladder and lost her reserve in front of Within Jun Xiaoyao.

Mo Xuanfei didn't care at all; after all, the thoughts of outsiders had nothing to do with her.

However, her little brother, whom she cared for the most, actually misunderstood her too.

Thinking she would do something with Within Jun Xiaoyao.

This undoubtedly hurt Mo Xuanfei's heart deeply.

"No, second sister, you misunderstood, I just..."

Mo Qingyun also reacted, realizing his attitude was a bit too much.

Being concerned leads to chaos, that's what it meant.

"Alright, I want to go into closed-door cultivation."

Mo Xuanfei's eyes carried a trace of deep disappointment.

Without paying any more attention to Mo Qingyun, she left alone.

Mo Qingyun's expression was uncertain.

Mo Xuanfei had never been so angry with him before.

Although the culprit of this incident was the Fifth Prince.

But clearly, towards Within Jun Xiaoyao, Mo Qingyun also had cold intent in his heart.

"This Holy Sacrifice Sword Ceremony is my opportunity."

"As long as I can enter the royal secret vault, obtain the clues related to the Human Sword Ancestor, and enter that strange world."

"After obtaining the Human Sword Ancestor's inheritance."

"Then I won't have to have any scruples, even if it's a member of the Jun Clan, I might not be unable to defeat them."

Mo Qingyun's eyes carried a trace of determination.

This Holy Sacrifice Sword Ceremony was the time for him to stand out.

Of course, he was always on guard against Within Jun Xiaoyao.

Naturally, it was impossible to fully reveal his background.

But he also knew that with Within Jun Xiaoyao's status, he might not necessarily participate in the Holy Sacrifice Sword Ceremony, perhaps just watching the ceremony.

And with Mo Qingyun's true strength, even if he only revealed a corner, it would be enough to suppress other monsters of the Sword Dynasty.

As for those foreign sword cultivators, he didn't care at all, viewing them as ants.

By then, the Holy Sacrifice Sword Ceremony would be a stage belonging to him alone, and no one would be able to compete with him.

Sword Dynasty, after the banquet.

Mo Qingyun's matter became a joke in many people's mouths.

And as time passed.

The Holy Sacrifice Sword Ceremony also took away the attention.

As the Sword Dynasty's ten-thousand-year sword-cultivation ceremony.

The grandeur of the Holy Sacrifice Sword Ceremony was naturally beyond doubt.

Shen Tianyu and others came to Within Jun Xiaoyao's palace and personally led him to participate in the ceremony.

On the day of the Holy Sacrifice Sword Ceremony, the Sword Dynasty's capital moved, and the nine heavens rang out.

The entire capital seemed to be bathed in endless sword light.

Billions of sword Qi soared into the sky, turning into a vast sword river, circling the void above the capital.

Deep in the capital, there was an ancient hall.

Called the Heavenly Sword Hall, it was the holy land of the Sword Dynasty.

It enshrined the ancient sword once used by the founding ancestor of the Sword Dynasty.

And at this moment, in the Heavenly Sword Hall.

Sword sounds clanged like rolling thunder, spreading throughout the entire capital.

Around the four sides of the Heavenly Sword Hall, there were people everywhere.

Including the Sword Dynasty's royal family, the Protector Sword Emperor's mansion.

As well as other princes, nobles, and families of the Sword Dynasty, all gathered here.

There were even some sword cultivators from outside the Sword Dynasty who came.

The Holy Sacrifice Sword Ceremony was not just a sacrificial rite of the Sword Dynasty, but would also open the Sword Dao Secret Realm.

Widely inviting sword cultivators from all directions to attend.

So other sword cultivators could also participate in this grand event.

Shen Tianyu and others led Within Jun Xiaoyao and stood on a high platform to watch the ceremony.

On one side of the high platform, the people of the Protector Sword Emperor's mansion were also there.

Mo Xuanfei saw Within Jun Xiaoyao and nodded in greeting.

Within Jun Xiaoyao also nodded slightly.

And Mo Qingyun on the side was expressionless.

The many gazes looking at him still carried a teasing meaning.

And at the same time, beside Mo Xuanfei and Mo Qingyun.

There was also a man in green-gold battle armor.

He carried a long sword on his back, standing like a spear, with sharpness condensed between his brows.

His eyes were like cold stars, spitting out sharpness, as if they could pierce the void.

His whole body exuded a sharp aura like a sword edge.

This man was Mo family's eldest son, Mo Mingyuan.

He was the most outstanding powerhouse of the Sword Dynasty's middle-aged generation, along with Mo Xuanfei.

He had long been conferred as a prince.

Compared to the mediocre Mo Qingyun.

Mo Mingyuan was clearly entrusted with high hopes, considered the best candidate to succeed Protector Sword Emperor Mo Su in the future.

He had been cultivating outside and only returned when the Holy Sacrifice Sword Ceremony began.

"Is that the young master of the Jun Clan? He is indeed extraordinary..."

Mo Mingyuan's gaze looked at Within Jun Xiaoyao, also carrying an observational meaning.

After he returned, he naturally knew about the series of events that had happened.

He also knew about the conflict between Mo Xuanfei and Mo Qingyun.

Seeing his little brother's expressionless face.

Mo Mingyuan also smiled and said: "Qingyun, don't mind it, we won't have too much interaction with such figures."

"And second sister, Qingyun is just worried about you."

Mo Xuanfei's expression was indifferent: "I am not that narrow-minded."

Although Mo Qingyun's previous attitude had disappointed her somewhat.

He was, after all, her younger brother.

It was impossible for her to become complete strangers with him just because of this one conflict.

Mo Qingyun said nothing.

In this Sacred Sword Sacrifice Ceremony, he would definitely slap the faces of everyone who looked down on him and mocked him!

Boom—!

At this moment, the heavens and earth shook.

The formation of the Sword Dynasty's imperial capital was activated, and endless sword light emerged, resembling a nine-day sword waterfall, reflecting ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers.

The earth trembled, the void roared, and even sword cultivators ten thousand miles away could sense that majestic sword Qi soaring into the sky.

Amidst such a display, the Imperial Lord Shen Hongyue and others appeared, and the Sacred Sword Sacrifice Ceremony officially began.

Clad in an imperial robe and holding the Sword of National Protection, Shen Hongyue led the royal family in conducting the sacrifice before the Heavenly Sword Hall.

The Sword of National Protection vibrated, its sword hum like a dragon's roar, shaking the universe as if an ancient will had been awakened.

In the sky, the sword light suddenly intensified, transforming into ancient figures that hung in the nine heavens, overlooking the human world.

These were the generations of Imperial Lord Sword Emperors of the Sword Dynasty.

The so-called Sacred Sword Sacrifice Ceremony was a sacrificial rite to extend the national fortune of the Sword Dynasty.

And after three days and three nights of a series of long, tedious sacrificial rituals.

Countless sword cultivators inside and outside the Sword Dynasty's imperial capital were craning their necks in anticipation.

Because what followed was the true highlight of the Sacred Sword Sacrifice Ceremony.

That was the opening of the Sword Dao Illusionary Realm!