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Since the red robed man could silently send them in, naturally, he had the ability to help them escape. Therefore, it was not surprising that Chen Yu and the others were able to escape in the end.

However, when they saw this scene, the worry in their hearts finally dropped.

Situ Yanran let out a long breath, but she knew that it was far from over. Even after leaving the Xunyao Mausoleum, Chen Yu would not let her go, but if she really met Chen Yu outside of the Xunyao Mausoleum, she would not have the slightest chance to attack.

The ten thousand sword intents were the true restrictions placed on the demons by the Xunyao Mausoleum. After Chen Yu and the others escaped, the ten thousand sword intents slowly dissipated. However, just as the ten thousand sword intents were about to leave, a dragon's roar resonated throughout the mists.

"This is?"

Everyone cried out in alarm.

Inside the mausoleum, Luo Hao used the mysterious power in his body, which was the dragon vein. He activated the sword intent in the astral sword, and a gust of night wind rose from the center of the sea of stars, pouring into the mausoleum from the top of the mausoleum.

The night wind was like a line that pulled at the ten thousand sword intents that were about to calm down to become berserk again. Then one could see the sword intents pierce through the fog along with the night wind, piercing through the sea of stars and into the dome.

Every time a strand of sword intent was infused into it, Luo Hao felt the sword aura in his hands become heavier. With his left hand holding the Heaven Swallowing Sword, and his right hand holding the sword aura up high, his eyes looking up, it was extremely solemn.

Outside the mausoleum, Zhou Chuanning and the others had all made their breakthroughs. Everyone raised their heads to look at the sea of stars.

However, everyone knew that it was not rain, but sword intent, densely packed sword intent!

Actually, everyone really wanted to enter the mausoleum and see what had happened and who was inside the mausoleum.

However, they noticed that a figure was already standing in front of the stone door.

It was a woman holding a long sword. Although her face was pale, her eyes were filled with determination.

If it wasn't Situ Yanran, then who was it? Everyone had seen her strength before, so no one dared to go forward now.

Amongst everyone present, other than Situ Yanran, perhaps no one could guess who the person inside the mausoleum was.

In the mausoleum, the sword aura in Luo Hao's hand slowly trembled from slightly moving to violently trembling. That feeling of trembling passed from his palm to his meridians, then to the Soul Sea, and finally throughout his entire body.

Luo Hao's clothes were already soaked with sweat, and his expression became more and more unsightly.

Finally, the sword aura in Luo Hao's hand went out of control. With just a slight shift, the strong wind from the sword extinguished the huge fire from before, causing countless sounds of fire crackling to ring out in the mausoleum.

The solid stone wall was instantly filled with countless sword marks.

The overbearing sword intent caused the ground to be filled with smoke and dust, Luo Hao's face became even more blurry, and blood slowly flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

The starlight that gushed out of the black sarcophagus had already stopped, but the light inside the mausoleum was still bright.

And when the radiance of the stars stopped flowing out, the sea of stars outside the mausoleum turned into night. There was no longer a single star to be seen, and then a light rain began to fall.

This time, it was real rain.

However, this was not a simple rain. This rain was caused by the ten thousand sword intents.

Those ten thousand sword intents were not ordinary sword intents. For every person who was unrestrained and free to fight, they would seize the other's sword and extract the sword intent from it. Someone who could be considered an opponent of unrestrained and free would definitely not be an ordinary person.

Therefore, sword intent was not an ordinary sword intent.

Those sword intents were very proud.

As a result, the speed at which the sword intent entered the astral sword became slower and slower, and the sword intent behind it became increasingly violent and difficult to control.

Especially the sword intent of the ancient tai sword among them. The ancient tai sword was a famous sword from the continent, and came from Jia Yi Academy, so calling it a divine weapon was not an exaggeration. Therefore, the sword intent of the ancient tai sword was definitely the most proud of all.

It came from the ancient tai sword, so how could it be willing to lower itself to that jade sword?

The will of the ancient tai sword lingered in the sky above the mausoleum, unwilling to fall. The rain outside the mausoleum grew heavier and heavier, and the night wind blew in from all directions towards the mausoleum.

Seeing the violent sword intent, everyone on the mountain path felt a shiver in their hearts.

"So Sword Tomb truly exist, and there might not only be swords inside."

Zhong Wuyan looked at the sword intent in the night sky and said emotionally.

The stone ground beneath Luo Hao's feet started to be covered with spiderweb-like cracks. The ancient tai sword's aura was simply too strong, revealing its edge, and just one strand of the sword intent was so terrifying, then how powerful would a real ancient tai sword be?

Luo Hao didn't dare imagine.

But no matter what, he still wanted to absorb that sword intent into the sword aura.

With a low cry, the spiritual energy that was rolling through his meridians entered the astral sword. Under the protection of the celestial spiritualization, the impact that the sword aura had on Luo Hao's meridians was immediately reduced by a lot.

Within the mists, all sorts of soul beasts surged and roared at the sky, causing the entire Xunyao Mausoleum to tremble once again. This kind of situation had happened many times, who knew how many more times Xunyao Mausoleum could endure this, but what was indisputable was that the shock felt was even stronger than before.

It was unknown if it was because of the Xunyao Mausoleum but the black sarcophagus started to sway left and right, releasing waves of unknown sounds.

The sword aura let out a resounding sword hum and the drop of sword intent once again revealed its might. The ancient tai sword Aura above the dome finally gave in under the pressure of the sword aura within the sword aura.

Because it had once been defeated by the sword intent from the sword aura, it had no choice but to give in.

The ancient tai sword gave a long hiss, and rushed unwillingly towards the dome. The astral sword shook violently, and the ancient tai sword finally entered the astral sword.

If even the strong as ancient tai sword Intent gave in, then there was no reason for the other sword intents to continue resisting, so the following process was much easier.

The ten thousand sword intents also finally disappeared. Everyone knew that the ten thousand sword intents had rushed into the mausoleum, but they did not expect that so many sword intents were actually all subdued by a short sword aura.

Whether it was inside or outside the mausoleum, everything returned to calm.

But the black sarcophagus was still shaking, before Luo Hao could even take a look at the sword aura, a powerful force had sucked him into the black sarcophagus, following that, the black sarcophagus soared up quickly and broke through the dome of the dome, flying through the night sky.

The black sarcophagus released waves after waves of rumbling sounds, bringing up waves of black smoke behind it, it was unknown where it was bringing Luo Hao to.

At this time, the black sarcophagus under the five-clawed dragon's vein seemed to have received some sort of reaction, and it also let out a similar rumbling sound.

When the crowd outside the mausoleum saw this scene, they were stunned into a daze.

When Situ Yanran saw this scene, she also quickly rushed into the mausoleum. As for the others, they still looked in the direction that the sarcophagus had disappeared in, their hearts filled with shock.

"Just who was the one that caused such a ruckus in the mausoleum?"

At this time, Mo Sang who was standing beside Zhong Wuyan asked.

Zhong Wuyan frowned slightly, as if she had already found the answer in her heart. He explained: "Situ Yanran has always been guarding the tomb door, which means that the person inside has a special relationship with her. Think about it, the person that was with her that day."

"Him again?"

Mo Sang was shocked, they had already guessed that Luo Hao broke the Peach Blossom Forest's array, but they did not expect him to shock them again, even a genius like them would lose their luster in front of Luo Hao.

Therefore, Mo Sang was obviously unhappy.

"I've said this more than once. He is an interesting person. If there is a chance, I truly wish to spar with him."

Zhong Wuyan said.

However, Mo Sang felt that it was unfair for his eldest senior brother, because he felt that the one who should have been the center of attention was his eldest senior brother.

And Zhong Wuyan seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, thus he reached out to stroke Mo Sang's head and laughed: "He's really not bad."

Within the mausoleum, Situ Yanran's face was filled with panic, as she continuously wandered around the secret room, while muttering Luo Hao's name.

"Luo Hao, where are you?"

Situ Yanran stood in the secret room, the ground was charred black and the walls were filled with sword marks, of the two sarcophagi, only the white sarcophagus was left.

"Luo Hao!"

Situ Yanran didn't know what had happened to her either. Seeing that Luo Hao had disappeared, she couldn't help but shed tears. She was worried that Luo Hao had met with some sort of danger.

"It will be fine, you will definitely be fine."

Outside the Xunyao Mausoleum, it was already dark. There was a snowy plain a thousand miles away from the Xunyao Mausoleum, this place didn't look like a small world filled with stars, but it was still brightly lit.

Because there was snow here, and snow was light.

A black sarcophagus pierced through the night and descended onto the snowy plains like a meteor.

Smoke and dust rose in all directions in the dark night.

After a while, a youth crawled out of the black coffin. His left hand held a treasured sword, while his right hand held a sword aura. His face was still somewhat panicked, and there were even signs of lingering fear.

Who else could this person be other than Luo Hao?

However, when he looked at the scenery around him, he was immediately stupefied. Looking at the vast expanse of whiteness around him, his gaze grew even more dazed.

"Where the hell is this?"

Luo Hao tidied up his clothes, holding onto the Heaven Swallowing Sword and the sword aura tightly, he looked around warily, afraid that something dangerous would happen.

After a while, after confirming that it was safe, Luo Hao sat down on the snowy plains. Right now, he was not in the mood to think about why the black sarcophagus had brought him here.

After keeping the Heaven Swallowing Sword among the soul ring, he raised the astral sword with both hands and felt the ten thousand sword intents within the astral sword. He felt as if a cold wind had brushed past his heart, and he could not help but shiver.

There were a total of ten thousand sword intents in that sword aura, and they were all extremely strong without a single sword intent. If he could summon those ten thousand sword intents, then the power would be unimaginable.

It was a pity that his current cultivation had yet to reach that realm. Therefore, if he was able to simultaneously use ten of these sword intents, it would already be quite heaven-defying.

"Looks like there will be another guarantee in the future."

Luo Hao revealed a satisfied smile, then kept the sword aura.

After doing all of this, Luo Hao stood up from the snowy plain. This place was the same as the mists, there were the same people everywhere, and he didn't know which way he was going, but he still had to leave this place.