Chapter 637 A Dying World

"Why are you telling me this?"

Xu Han did not intend to entangle himself with Wang Yangming on this issue. He had such a temperament that he would never force others to identify with him, but he would never change himself because of others.

Wang Yangming didn't seem to recognize the dissatisfaction in Xu Han's words. He still smiled and said, "It's just that old man, after seeing someone with great difficulty, he couldn't help but say something."

With that, he turned around again and said, "Let's continue inside."

The two of them took another step forward and continued walking towards the depths of the Sword Mausoleum.

As they gradually entered the depths of the Sword Mausoleum, the number of divine swords inserted into the ground on both sides of the mausoleum gradually decreased. However, the amount of sword intent pervading the air did not decrease, but instead increased. There was an increasingly intense appearance. Even though the sword intent did not show any malicious intentions towards Xu Han, the oppressive feeling still made Xu Han slightly uncomfortable.

"Like humans, swords are of high and low status."

Wang Yangming, who was walking in front of Xu Han, spoke again.

"Of course, such a high and low status has nothing to do with family background. Only strength and weakness are involved. Therefore, the deeper you reach the Mausoleum of the Sword, the more extraordinary the origin of the sword is. The more violent the sword intent is, the more you need to activate the sword seed to ease the sword intent. Don't be careless for a moment, thinking that you can be fearless with an Immortal Realm body."

Hearing this, Xu Han's heart trembled slightly. He thought to himself that Wang Yangming was really good. He could see through his real situation with a single glance. However, he did not say anything else about this. Instead, he nodded gratefully and said, "This disciple knows."

Although he didn't like some of Wang Yangming's previous remarks, the other party kindly reminded him that he naturally didn't have any reason to speak ill of Wang Yangming.

The two of them walked halfway. As Wang Yangming had said, the sword intent in the mausoleum became even more violent. Xu Han hurriedly circulated the sword seed in his body before removing the sword intent that lingered around his entire body.

"When you came here, did you ever see the scenery of the Southern Wilderness?" He didn't know if it was really as Wang Yangming had said, but he had indeed spoken a lot along the way.

For example, Xu Han felt that this was somewhat superfluous. Since he had come to the Southern Wilderness, how could he not have seen the scenery of the Southern Wilderness?

However, he still replied truthfully at that time, "Of course I have."

"Legend has it that many years ago, the Southern Wilderness was also a fertile land, not inferior to the Central Plains. The barbarians of the Southern Wilderness had once had their own civilization, and they had once built an immensely powerful empire here. But in the end, civilization dissipated, the once powerful empire collapsed, and the fertile land turned into a barren wasteland. And the remaining survivors could only rely on the few remaining oases, wrapped in blood and hair… "

Xu Han listened quietly to what the old man said. Such rumors were not considered to be Xin Mi. There were many such legends in Chongzhou, which was close to the Southern Wilderness. Xu Han had naturally heard of them before.

He just didn't understand why the old man would talk about this at this moment, so he didn't answer immediately. Instead, he waited for the old man's next words.

After saying that, Wang Yangming's voice sounded again, "You've seen the Southern Wilderness before. What do you think this Southern Wilderness is like?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Xu Han was stunned. He didn't understand what the old man meant. He thought for a while before answering, "What does Martial Uncle mean by this?"

"Haha." Wang Yangming, who did not get the answer, did not show too many strange expressions. He chuckled and said, "Don't you feel that the entire Southern Wilderness is like a dead world? There is no civilization, no future, and no vitality."

"A dead world" Xu Han muttered to himself, but a strange feeling appeared in his heart. However, he was unable to explain where this strange feeling came from.

"But do you know how to make a world die?" The old man did not wait for Xu Han to finish digesting him before he spoke again.

"Actually, this is not a particularly difficult matter. As long as you can understand the nature of this world, many things will be easily solved."

'"A living world. There is a force in it. It guides the sun to rise and set. It drives all living things to fall asleep in the autumn and spring. It makes a world follow a certain law. This force is called fate. Of course, it is called Dragon Qi, if you are more familiar with it."

"If you have been to the immortal palace of Kunlun, One could see some clues from the broken wall. It was recorded that the gods who ruled the world had died in front of the Kunlun Abyss and used supreme divine abilities to extract the dragon energy from the Southern Desolate Land. Thus, the Southern Desolate Land gradually fell into a deathly silence. The dragon form that had now been set up by the dead Chu was also like this, let alone they wanted to create another divine seed. Once they really did this, the world would fall into their hands sooner or later. "When the dragon qi enters the body of the dead dragon, it will be a Pixiu that cannot be exited. Once that happens, this world will slowly die like the Southern Wilderness. There is no other dragon qi to nourish it. This kind of death will come back faster and more thoroughly."

Xu Han had noticed the oddness of the dead dragon a long time ago. He also realized that the Half Demon was hiding a curse, After the restoration of Great Chu, he saw the changes in Great Zhou along the way. However, he did not expect that the severity of the matter would far exceed his expectations. His expression darkened as he said, "Martial Uncle, this disciple understands what you mean. This disciple rushed to the Sword Mausoleum to defend the Sword Mausoleum together with Martial Uncle, otherwise, the vicious sword would fall into the hands of those who treat others!"

At this time, the two of them had already reached the end of the Sword Mausoleum, and an ancient and thick bronze door stood in front of them.

Wang Yangming stopped there, but did not respond to Xu Han's words. Then, his hands clasped together in front of his chest, and hand seals came into contact with each other, causing an imposing aura to spread out and surge into the bronze door.

The huge bronze door began to tremble, and then slowly opened from the inside out under Xu Han's surprised gaze.

At that time, a vast amount of sword intent and baleful energy surged out from within the bronze gate, causing the sword seed in his body to barely melt away this force. Xu Han's deep eyes looked into the depths of the bronze gate.

There stood a huge stone pillar. There were three sword grooves on the stone pillar, two of which were empty. Only the last sword groove had a cyan sword inserted into it.

Xu Han's heart skipped a beat. He naturally thought that this sword must be the last of the three great vicious swords, Prison Abyss!

Wang Yangming's expression was silent. He slowly walked to the stone pillar and reached out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword. A mighty killing intent surged out. The Prison Abyss Sword seemed to reject Wang Yangming again. However, a divine light flashed in Wang Yangming's eyes and a similarly mighty sword intent suddenly surged out from his body, suppressing the will of the fierce sword.

Clang!

Accompanied by a sword cry, the long sword that was glittering with a deep green light was pulled out of the stone pillar by Wang Yangming. Then, he walked to the unknown Xu Han, held the sword in both hands, and sent it to Xu Han.

Then, under the puzzled gaze of the other party, he calmly said, "So, you have to take this sword and leave the Mausoleum of the Swords."

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