Chapter 46.2

Chapter 46.2

After speaking, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, “Perhaps no one in the world knows that the Tiangang Sect was created by him after his reincarnation.”Diiscover new stories at novelhall.com

Feng Shao was astonished.

The Tiangang Sword Sect is a super-sect located in the Beizhou of the cultivation world.

It has countless disciples, with many masters in the sect, and its range of influence is very wide.

Its most famous Tiangang’s Thirty-Six Sword Arts is what inspired Xiaoyao Hall’s Thirty-Six Sword Arts.

It’s just that although Xiaoyao Hall is well-known for its sword arts and techniques, its strength is far inferior to that of the Tiangang Sword Sect.

Even the Yunjian Pavilion is slightly inferior to the Tiangang Sword Sect.

But who would have thought that the founder of the Tiangang Sword Sect was actually the reincarnated Xuanji, a master of Qiankun Palace?

“Oh, by the way, by the way, the three treasures of the Tiangang Sword Sect, the Tianluo Star Plate, the Xuanji Seal, and the Tiangang Divine Weapon, are three of the Ten Treasures of Heaven and Earth.”

Feng Shao looked at him suspiciously, “Don’t tell me you want me to get those treasures of the Tiangang Sword Sect?”

Those are the treasures of the Tiangang Sword Sect, its foundation! Although there are often protagonists in fantasy novels who shamelessly take away other people’s treasures without blinking an eye, Feng Shao finds it impossible to be that shameless.

But the middle-aged man rolled his eyes at him.

“I’m just talking about it. It’s all meaningless trivia. Who asked you to get it?”

Feng Shao: “...”

So far so good. This man really is his reincarnation.

The middle-aged man waved his hand.

Speaking of this, a trace of worry appeared on his face, but he continued, “I don’t know why or how this Heavenly Dao came to be. I just vaguely noticed that this Heavenly Dao seems to be planning a big event. If my guess is right, it is planning for the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races that will unfold soon.”

Feng Shao couldn’t help holding his forehead. This again involves things beyond his knowledge.

So he spoke with great interest.

“May I ask what is this... ‘Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races’?”

“The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races is a catastrophe faced by countless worlds. I don’t know how often it will appear. I only know that the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races will definitely constantly appear in all history. At that time, if this world of ours has no resistance, it will sooner or later destroyed by other races.”

Feng Shao still couldn’t understand.

“But why is this? What is the significance of the opening of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?”

“Who knows?” The middle-aged man shrugged, “I don’t know how the previous Heavenly Dao dealt with the battlefield of ten thousand races. But the current Heavenly Dao seems to be planning to use the method of cultivating a son of fortune to deal with this catastrophe.”

Feng Shao immediately understood.

Very good, this kind of plot matches the novels he read in his previous life again!

But then, he thought of the problem of his own luck, and couldn’t help but look shocked.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man said indifferently, “For the son of fortune, what better whetstone is there than the master of the Tianhua Jade Slip?”

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