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In the mountains of the Qin Mountains, through the thick fog, one could faintly see a villa towering over the mountains. This was the famed Divine Sword Villa. Immortal Sword Villa, it was famous for its founder. The creator of the sword, the God Sword Technique, relied on its own creation to eliminate the strong and the weak, to behead the demons and to exterminate the devils. After that, because of the calamity that the Devil Sect caused to the world, the sword spirit charged into the main altar of the Devil Sect alone, killing hundreds of the Devil Sect's followers and severely injuring the Devil Sect's Leader. It was also because of this battle that the sword spirit's reputation rose rapidly. It was made a sword god by the martial artists, and was equally famous as the blade demon of that time. Then, he would live in seclusion in the mountains of the Qin Mountains with his beloved woman. He built this Divine Sword Villa in the middle of the mountains. The Saber Valley that was established with Saber Demons was turned into two sacred lands by the martial arts community. And right now, the people living in the Divine Sword Villa are the descendants of the sword spirits.

After the late autumn, the cold weather got colder with each passing day.

In the early morning, the Divine Sword Villa was covered with snow-white frost. The silver sword in the hands of a white-clothed youth danced in the yard. If the martial artists had seen this, he would have been very surprised. This was because this seventeen or eighteen year old youth could completely condense sword beams into swords. Only Sword Soul level people could do such a thing.

At the same time, two birds that had woken up early in the morning to look for food flew by. One bird accidentally touched the sword net, and in an instant, the bird turned into minced meat. When the other bird saw the sword net, it chirped for a while and also pounced towards the sword net, turning into minced meat. When the youth saw this, he shook his head and said with a wry smile, "What's the point of it? Alas, the birds are so affectionate, why do men become so heartless in the presence of those who are without them? "Sigh!" The youth scattered the sword in his hand. He headed straight for the house, carrying the things he had already packed. He walked out of the room slowly, closing the door behind him, and headed for the hall.

When they arrived at the main hall, there were already two different factions in the hall. They were arguing about something. The youth didn't pay any attention to him. He walked to the center of the hall and knelt down, kowtowing three times. Then he said to himself, "Father, I'm preparing to leave the Manor. I probably won't be coming to see you very often in the future." Three more kowtows. He stood up and walked to the two leaders. "Big brother, second brother, I'm preparing to leave the Manor. You must take care of yourselves." The two men in the lead answered with an expressionless face. The youth's eyes were filled with tears as he said, "I'm leaving."

Then, he turned around and walked out of the Villa. At the door, he looked at the four words "Divine Sword Villa". Tears quickly flowed down his handsome face. Finally, he turned around and quickly walked out of the mountain.

This white-clothed youth was the third son of the Divine Sword Villa. He was only eighteen years old, and his name was Jian Chen. At the age of six, he began cultivating the inherited Immortal Sword Technique. The Divine Sword Technique was divided into five levels: first level, sword aura; second level, astral sword; third level, sword spirit; fourth level, sword spirit; fifth level; sword transformation; because his ancestor's sword spirit had failed in the process of breaking through to the fifth level and had perished from Qi deviation. Thus, the fifth floor could only be said to be the imagination of Sword Spirits. Jian Chen used five days to cultivate his sword qi, nine years to cultivate his sword aura, and seventeen years to master his sword spirit. The speed of cultivation could be said to be unprecedented. He could be said to be a genius amongst geniuses. Eight years faster than his two brothers. His two elder brothers who managed to master the Sword Soul at the age of 25 were turned into geniuses at that time.

It was also because of his fast training speed that Jian Chen was greatly favored by his father, Jian Ba. This was because the Sword Tyrant thought that Jian Chen might surpass the sword spirits of the ancestors and reach the highest realm of the Divine Sword Technique — — Sword Transformation. Jian Chen set this as his goal and continued to work hard.

Last year, Sword Tyrant went to the Saber Valley to fight with the Saber Emperor. He lost and was also severely injured. His body was getting worse with each passing day. On the other hand, Jian Chen's two older brothers, Jian Xing and Jian Xing, began to fight openly and secretly for the position of the manor lord, not hesitating to harm their fellow countrymen. They had even poisoned Jian Chen and assassinated him.

And seven days ago, the Sword Tyrant passed away. The battle between the two continued to escalate. From the dark to the open. They had even fought loudly in front of Jian Ba's coffin. Jian Chen became more and more apathetic towards his two brothers. He turned a blind eye to their actions, because he decided to leave his father's house after his seventh year. He would leave this cold and detached home and return to his own life.

Jian Chen did not look back. He walked forward. When he was tired, he would rest. When he was hungry, he would eat.

He left for more than ten days. Unknowingly, he arrived in front of a huge mountain. Looking at the huge mountain before him, the emotions he had suppressed for so many days finally exploded forth. Jian Chen cried loudly towards Big Mountain, "Why? Why? Why is that? Big brother, second brother, can you tell me why? "Why is that?"

"I once thought that I had a peaceful family. I once read that for the sake of the throne, those princes would do whatever they can to harm their own brothers. I once laughed at them for being foolish. I didn't think such a thing could happen in our house. But then I discovered that I was too naive to underestimate the allure of power. Big brother, second brother, you are afraid that your father will pass on your position as the manor lord to me. You have poisoned me many times and attempted to assassinate me. So I lied to myself and said that my enemies in the martial arts world had come to take revenge on me. But you disappoint me, really! As soon as father died, all of you started to make a ruckus, causing father to leave with no peace. "I really hope that our family can live in harmony with each other. What difference does it make who is the owner of the manor?" Jian Chen said to himself with tears all over his face.

He then talked to himself as he ran into the mountains.

After an unknown period of time, he fell asleep leaning against a big tree as he was tired.

The sun set and the moon rose.

Jian Chen also came back to his senses from his grief and subconsciously looked around. Jian Chen knew that he was lost. After pausing for a moment, he walked toward the direction where the moon was rising.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they heard the howls of wolves. Jian Chen curiously walked in the direction of the Howling Wolf. A moment later, a gigantic silver wolf howled at the moon wolf. Furthermore, it had a demon soul the size of a fist in front of its mouth. Jian Chen couldn't help but be stunned. He recalled his father saying that a demon beast that formed its core was equivalent to or was stronger than a human's Astral Soul. A demon beast that formed its Demon Soul was the same as or was even stronger than a human's soul.

As for this silver wolf fist-sized demon soul, it wasn't the same as an early stage soul rank demon soul. It might be even stronger. Jian Chen held his breath, hoping that he would not be discovered by the silver wolf.

Unfortunately, he was too late and was discovered by the silver wolf. The silver wolf put away its Demon Soul and looked at Jian Chen angrily, as if it could attack Jian Chen at any moment.

Jian Chen was startled by the Silver Wolf's gaze. His aura was weaker than the Silver Wolf's, and he hurriedly activated his Immortal Sword Technique. It made him fearless, as if he were a sharp sword. This was also one of the characteristics of the Divine Sword Technique. No matter how strong or weak the opponent was, he couldn't face them in terms of aura. He had to be fearless in order to make them feel fear.

When the silver wolf saw Jian Chen, it was not afraid of it. It let out a few growls, and its eyes flickered with a bright light, causing people's hearts to palpitate. Then, like an arrow, he shot towards Jian Chen.

At the same time, he quickly condensed the sword aura into a bell shape that covered his body, and at the same time, he condensed it into a silver sword. The silver wolf dodged Jian Chen's sword, and arrived in front of Jian Chen, and used its claws to slap him, causing Jian Chen's astral barrier to disappear, and he flew backwards, knocking down a few trees behind him. A few drops of blood flowed out from Jian Chen's mouth, and when Jian Chen saw that the silver wolf was about to attack, he quickly got up and brandished a silver sword net.

After the silver wolf broke through the net, it continued to charge at Jian Chen. Without any other choice, Jian Chen turned the silver sword in his hand into a sword aura and shot towards the silver wolf. He once again condensed a silver sword in his hand. Just now, Jian Chen had only seen the astral swords to slow the speed of the silver wolves. It was evident that Jian Chen's goal had been achieved. He shook the sword in his hand, and an even sharper aura shot out from the silver swords towards the silver wolves.

However, this silver wolf was too valiant. This sharp sword aura could only penetrate its skin, and wasn't able to harm it. The silver wolf could smell the stench of blood on its body and let out a few growls. Its body became faster and its attacks became faster. Jian Chen had no chance to fight back and could only constantly dodge. Jian Chen's clothes slowly became tattered. There were wounds all over his body, and blood was continuously flowing out from them. The rags were covered with blood.

When the silver wolf smelled the scent of blood, it became even more excited, and its attacks became even fiercer.

Jian Chen knew that he had to avoid its attack and increase the distance between him and the silver wolf in order to survive. As such, he continued to avoid the attack while increasing the distance between him and the silver wolf.

Finally, when the Silver Wolf's attack loosened, Jian Chen dodged the Silver Wolf's claw and pulled away.

Jian Chen panted. He closed his eyes and focused all of the sword aura in his body, launching his strongest move — One with the Sword.

Jian Chen's entire body was like a sharp sword, the silver sword aura had replaced the blood red on his body, the sword aura was like a sword piercing towards the silver wolf, both swords clashed with the silver wolf and both of them retreated at the same time, the silver wolf's body knocked over a dozen trees consecutively, a huge hole appearing in its stomach. Dead.

Jian Chen was not feeling any better. He lay on the ground powerlessly.

He was bleeding profusely. Jian Chen's eyes slowly became lifeless and unfocused. Jian Chen's consciousness also began to blur. No, I'm not willing, I'm not willing. I can't just die like this, I'm not willing.