Chapter 319: Your Sins Are Unforgivable!

Chapter 319: Your Sins Are Unforgivable!

At this moment, the 999 Sword Peaks of the Sword Ruins were enveloped in thick, heavy clouds. Vast swaths of droplets converged into sword energy, forming an ocean of swords, entwining around the sect.

Such a sight was indeed spectacular!

Countless Sword Cultivators from the Eternal Sword Prison gazed upon the Ruination Sword Array, their hearts filled with reverence and awe.

News of Ling Chen's audacious conquest of the Heavenly Land had spread throughout the Eternal Sword Prison! Even more spectacular was that he did all this while being pressured by the forces of the other eight hells!

For the average Sword Cultivator, this was not only a crushing suppression but also a stirring call to arms!

The flames of war had yet to reach the common folk, so they chose to wait and see. Once Ling Chen survived this deadly trial and truly rose to power, they would undoubtedly support him to the end.

In this tense atmosphere, a group of eight top-tier Sword Cultivators returned to the Sword Ruins aboard their Sovereign Swords, moving quietly.

"We've made a gap in the array here. Please proceed," Overseer Sikong said, his eyes gleaming with excitement, flying at the forefront.

Ahead of them, the clouds and mist dipped inwards, revealing a white gap in the Ruination Sword Array.

"Down we go!" the Withered Bone Keeper commanded, his gaze icy.

Eight silhouettes of sword light plunged into the gap, speeding along.

With an inside man leading the way, it was easy for outsiders to enter this great protective array.

In a blink, they were already traversing the vast lands of the Sword Ruins.

"Exile Ling is hidden in the Exile Palace, just waiting for your support to let that Heavenly Land Sigil ascend to greatness," Overseer Sikong said excitedly.

"Let's first pay a visit to Exile Ling," the Withered Bone Keeper spoke softly. He gave a signal, and the group didn't make a grand entrance but instead quietly approached the Exile Palace.

Passing by the Immortal Sword Rankings venue, the group saw thousands of Sword Cultivators practicing and sparring.

The Withered Bone Keeper paused momentarily to watch.

"Dad, it seems these kids also think Exile Ling has the upper hand," said Ku Xuan, a slight smile on his lips.

"Mhm." The Withered Bone Keeper nodded, feeling somewhat pleased.Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

"Has the news about the Calamity Seal Sword spread this far?" Feng Buhui had overheard some kids discussing it.

"This sword is indeed a nightmare for us Sword Cultivators! Its significance far outweighs that of the Heavenly Mirror. It was our use of this relic that allowed Exile Ling to seize the Calamity Seal Sword. I'd like to see who dares to make a fuss over the Heavenly Mirror now." Overseer Sikong chuckled.

"Let's go." The Withered Bone Keeper was just gauging the public sentiment in the Sword Ruins.

"Everyone understands the significance of the Heavenly Land. That makes things much easier!" Ku Xuan clenched his teeth, "If Exile Ling can avenge himself and slay Yun Xiao, even Mu Tianjian will waver... The Sword Relic, we'll soon have it in our grasp."

At the mention of the Sword Relic, a glint of obsession flashed in the eyes of the Withered Bone Keeper.

BUZZ! No longer concealing their presence, these eight powerhouses of the Sword Ruins soared towards the Exile Palace on their Sovereign Swords!

"Who is that?"

Many young Sword Cultivators were startled.

"It's the Withered Bone Keeper!"

"And several other Overseers of the Sword Ruins..."

BOOM! Suddenly, the doors of the Exile Palace began to tremble. Then, slowly, the gates opened, and a young voice came from inside.

"Forgiveness is not granted, for your sins are unforgivable."

This voice sounded somewhat unfamiliar. Ling Chen's voice was slightly higher and a bit frivolous. Yet, the voice of the youth from inside the Exile Palace was clean, ethereal, like a melody of the world, seeping into one's heart.

Those who liked this voice found it a cleansing pleasure for the soul.

Those who feared it heard it as a nightmare.

"Wha..." The Withered Bone Keeper and the others trembled upon hearing this voice!

As they raised their heads, it felt as though a mountain pressed down upon them!

BOOM! Another shock came with the opening of the door!

To their astonishment, they saw a young man in white standing leisurely inside the door, basking in their fearful kneeling, a faint smile on his lips. His eyes, playful as a cat with a mouse, were filled with teasing!

"Yun Xiao?"

How could he be here?

The Withered Bone Keeper clenched his teeth tightly, shooting a glance at Overseer Sikong, who stood with his head bowed, shrouded in violet mist.

Ku Xuan and the other Overseers exchanged looks, each one suddenly standing up, their faces a palette of dramatic changes.

"Where's Exile Ling? The Heavenly Land Sigil?"

The crowd of onlookers, arriving on their Sovereign Swords, grew larger, their minds filled with questions.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! Suddenly, thousands of sword lights suddenly descended from the sky! These thousands of sword lights transformed into Sword Cultivators, encircling the Withered Bone Keeper and his companions in an impenetrable ring!

Recognizing these thousands, all the Sword Cultivators were stunned, gasping in shock.

"The Sword Warden has arrived!"

"Over 20 Overseers, more than 100 Supreme Adjudicators, and over 800 Peak Masters are all here!"

Just the Fate Ocean Realm powerhouses numbered almost a thousand!

These were the peak forces of the Sword Ruins!

At this moment, they stood cold and impassive, surrounding the Withered Bone Keeper and the others.

"Exile Yun!" Their gazes intense, they looked towards Yun Xiao, shouting his name, their Sword Souls clanging in clear support, showing unequivocally where their loyalties lay.

For the Withered Bone Keeper and his group, this was like being struck by lightning!

"Mu Tianjian..." Ku Xuan felt a chill in his heart. He turned sharply to Overseer Sikong, demanding, "Where's Exile Ling?"

Hundreds of thousands of Sword Cultivators gathered around, all staring at the Exile Palace.

Everyone wanted to know, where had Exile Ling gone?

"Ling Chen?" Overseer Sikong stepped back, laughing bitterly, "He's long dead at the hands of Exile Yun's sword."

With this statement, a seismic shock reverberated through the hearts of the countless Sword Cultivators present.