Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

After walking for a few miles, the ancient path in front suddenly twisted and disappeared. It was replaced by a myriad of flying swords that shot towards him.    

The sharp sword qi caused the space to be covered with white scars.    

"Sword Formation!"    

Wu Hao's expression darkened, he had actually unknowingly fallen into a sword formation. Right now, tens of thousands of flying swords formed from the sword formations were attacking him, sealing off his surroundings.    

He was caught in a dilemma.    

Why was there an attacking sword formation here, and why didn't Yu Tianyu mention it to him?    

Was this a coincidence, that she had accidentally touched a formation restriction that even Yu Tianyu did not know about, or did he intentionally not mention it despite knowing about it?    

In an instant, Wu Hao's heart was filled with suspicions.    

The power of the sword formation was very strong, causing him, who was at the third level of the Infant movement, to appear very miserable after being trapped inside it.    

"Why is there a sword formation here?"    

Wu Hao anxiously took out a high grade Profound Rank Qilin sword, which he obtained from the ancient city's restrictions pavilion.    

He hastily performed sword techniques to counter the fierce sword formation attacks.    

For a time, the sword hums resounded through the world, reverberating throughout the surroundings.    

At the same time, in a very distant corner, it was very dark, and he could barely see his fingers.    

However, in this world where there was almost no light, there were countless green Martial Spirits.    

Their figures flickered in the darkness, looking extremely strange.    

In the air above their green, swaying martial souls, there was a white spherical object that emitted a dark white light.    

Within the light, there seemed to be an incomparably vast projection.    

Right below the white ball was a middle-aged man with black green eyebrows and starry eyes. His martial soul was condensed to the point that it was almost solid.    

In the distance, the sword chime seemed to have traveled across countless spaces as it traveled towards them. It alarmed the numerous swaying Martial Spirits, and caused them to wake up from some sort of state.    

All of a sudden, countless martial spirits became restless.    

When the sword chime entered the middle-aged man's ears, he suddenly opened his eyes wide as a ray of sword light flashed through the depths of his eyes.    

"The Heaven Martial Sword Formation has been touched, is there anyone outside the Tianwu Holy Land that isn't holding a Sect Leader Token that has barged in?" He raised his head and looked at the distant horizon, as though he had penetrated through countless space, and saw Wu Hao within the sword formation.    

The Heaven Martial Sword Formation activated automatically because there were no outsiders present. On the other hand, although Wu Hao had the Sect Leader Token, it was not his possession. He did not recognize it as its owner.    

This was also what Yu Tianyu had been careless about, causing him to be immediately surrounded by the sword formation, making him look very miserable.    

"Sacred Master, who trespassed into my Tianwu Holy Land and triggered the Heaven Martial Sword Formation?"    

From the countless martial spirits, three slightly condensed martial spirits appeared. He walked up to the sword-browed, stellar eyed middle-aged man and respectfully asked this question.    

"Jian Yi, this Saint Lord does not know who has broken in, you bring people to guard the Sacred Ground's stone inscription, if he does not enter, do not bother with him, if he enters, kill him without mercy, all intruders will die, else we will not be able to endure any longer!" The middle-aged man ordered one of the youths.    

"Yes, Saint Lord!"    

The young man's Martial Spirit, called Sword1, responded and left with hundreds of Martial Spirits, heading towards a certain direction in a formidable array.    

"You, ignore me and continue sleeping!" He then said to the restless Martial Spirits.    

As soon as the voice was heard, they all went silent.    

Staying behind, the middle-aged man raised his head to look at the spherical projection above him and sighed.    

"Blinking for 10,000 years!" Ancestor, have you come out yet? If a thousand years pass, I'm afraid we will no longer exist in this world! "    

"Sigh …"    

He let out a long sigh, filled with the vicissitudes of time.