"Impossible… impossible." Jin Yu was still muttering to himself.
Yet he also understood that Yun Jin was right.
In this world, no one would dare to forge something involving the sect master.
This footage was most likely real.
The sect master had actually lost before.
But what he could not understand was.
This sparring match should've only been known to the sect master and that Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos.
Why would the sect master take the initiative to reveal it?
Would that not be detrimental to his reputation?
Kunlun Sword Sect.
Ji Wusi gazed through layers of clouds and mist, as if he could see the scene in Lin City.
He merely smiled calmly.
He wasn't like the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos, proficient in so many Daos.
He had only one sword, and only one heart.
The path he walked had always emphasized only one word: Sincerity.
Sincere to the sword.
Sincere to the heart.
The title of number one under heaven was certainly appealing.
But, so what if he had lost before?
He had lost to the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos, not to the people of today.
Ji Wusi couldn't help muttering a sentence.
"Sword Sage, oh Sword Sage. This time, I truly helped you and Wushuang Sect greatly. It's a pity you're dead. Otherwise, if one day you look back upon this world, you should be able to savor the feeling of your name shaking all under heaven."
Ji Wusi knew that the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos had always been humble and never liked gaining fame. But he's already dead, what could he do about it?
Thinking of this, Ji Wusi found it somewhat amusing and couldn't help taking a long, satisfying sip of wine.
In the extradimensional space.
A man suddenly sneezed again for no apparent reason.
"Boss?" someone looked at him strangely.
With cultivation at their level, how could something like sneezing still happen?
The man rubbed his nose, somewhat confused, "...This ominous premonition is really getting stronger and stronger."
As soon as his words fell, more members of the Demon Clan descended from the vortex in the sky. The man immediately forgot about it and rushed forward to fight.
Several days later.
Another wave of Demon Clan invasion was repelled.
Yet the man's brows were tightly furrowed.
With the difference in the flow of time, a hundred years had already passed in the extradimensional space. In the outside world, there should've been a full thousand years.
They had also struggled to hold on here for a hundred years.
The only good news was that.
Back then, the Demon Clan invading this world quickly discovered that this was an extradimensional space, unable to connect to a true great world. Their descent through the vortex required paying a certain price. If they couldn't seize a great world, it wasn't worth them investing too much effort.
Later, they attempted to plunder the wealth and secret manuals of Wushuang Sect.
As a result, the disciples of Wushuang Sect directly abandoned the sect and left, resolutely engaging them in guerrilla warfare.
When the Demon Clan reached the sect itself, they discovered that Wushuang Sect's most important inheritance had vanished at some unknown point, having been transferred out long ago.
The Demon Clan resented Wushuang Sect for forcibly relocating into an extradimensional space and emptying the sect clean, leaving them without any benefits. Thus, they came to harass them from time to time.
Now, a hundred years have passed.
Many people throughout Wushuang Sect had already died in battle.
The man himself couldn't hold on much longer either.
At most.
At most, they could only hold on for another ten years.
When that time came.
He would really die in battle as well.
"Boss, I'm afraid we really won't be able to hold out for any longer," a woman said wearily.
The man revealed a gentle smile, "That day, when we acted, we already embraced the resolve to die. To have survived for a hundred years now is already time stolen from fate. Fifth Sister, to meet again in the underworld one day would also be a fine thing."
The woman smiled as well, "That's true."
A man beside them joked, "Don't be so pessimistic. What if someone outside cultivates to an unparalleled level, comes into the extradimensional space, drives back the Demon Clan, and saves us? Boss, didn't you leave an inheritance outside? Who knows, maybe your inheritor will be able to find this place."
The man spoke in a joking tone, and after hearing it, everyone merely laughed.
They could hold on for at most another ten years.
Even with the different flow of time.
The outside world would only have another hundred years.
Added to the previous thousand years, for cultivators like them, it wasn't that long.
In such a short time, for an unparalleled expert to appear, one strong enough to locate an extradimensional space and drive back the Demon Clan on the other side, was practically impossible.
The man laughed along as well.
After laughing for a while, his expression suddenly changed slightly.
Eh?
"Boss, what's wrong?" someone asked.
The man hesitated.
He didn't know how to put it. Just now, Third Brother had clearly only been joking, yet his heart had inexplicably skipped a beat, as if it wasn't merely a joke.
He's already at the pinnacle of the human realm, faintly touching upon certain supreme rules.
Under normal circumstances, the intuitions that arose for him rarely went wrong.
The man suddenly felt a bit confused.
What's going on?
Could it be that his inheritor outside was really going to stir up trouble?
Impossible, impossible.
His inheritor would definitely be gentle and refined like himself, how could they possibly stir up trouble?
This intuition was probably telling him that his inheritor was very capable, and that in the future, there might really be a possibility of finding this place.
Thinking this way, the man felt both somewhat comforted and somewhat worried.
If there were no absolute certainty, he was unwilling to let his only inheritor take such a risk and rush into the extradimensional space for rescue.
But there's nothing he could do now.
He could only hope that the inheritor outside would plan carefully before acting and absolutely not act on impulse.
In Lin City.
Yun Jin was still holding the loudspeaker and shouting.
"Did everyone see that? Our former sect master of Wushuang Sect, the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos, was just that awesome, just that invincible. At this point, many of you will ask again: if he was so powerful, why have we never heard of him?"
Yun Jin's tone suddenly grew heavy, "This involves a great calamity from a thousand years ago. Next, please watch the footage."
This time.
What was played was the footage Yun Jin had previously seen.
As the crowd watched the dark, ominous vortex suddenly appear in the footage, their hearts couldn't help tightening.
With one glance, everyone could see that this vortex wasn't something good.
After that, they heard the explanation of the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos and learned that it actually connected to another great world. That great world was the domain of the Demon Clan, and its strength far surpassed their own world.
What could be done about this?
Everyone's hearts were drawn taut along with the footage.
Even Jin Yu and the others watched very intently.
This was a hidden secret from a thousand years ago, unknown to the world.
After that, Wushuang Sect invited people from the four holy lands.
Jin Yu and the others saw many familiar figures within the footage.
At the time, nearly all of the top experts of the human race went to Cloud Sea Mountain, and together they sealed the passage.
Hoo.
Those watching could not help letting out a slight sigh of relief.
The four holy lands had all taken action, then the passage should have been successfully sealed, right?
But before that breath could fully relax.
On Cloud Sea Mountain, the winds and clouds suddenly changed.
Those Demon Clan members actually attempted to forcibly break through the passage!
At this critical moment.
Wushuang Sect mobilized the entire sect, activated the grand array, and moved the sect into an extradimensional space, forcibly isolating the passage outside this world.
At the final moment.
Hearing, within the footage, the repeated declarations of Wushuang Sect disciples willing to die, everyone felt momentarily dazed.
When heaven and earth finally calmed, Cloud Sea Mountain, Wushuang Sect, and that terrifying vortex had all completely disappeared.
The footage ended there as well.
Everyone stood in a daze, silent. Some people had already begun shedding tears without realizing it.
At the doorway of a small house.
Qin Ping looked up.
He had vaguely heard of Wushuang Sect's righteous act before.
But this was the first time he had seen with his own eyes how these astonishingly talented individuals had sacrificed their own lives for the sake of all living beings.
"Master." Beside him, Feng Linglong's voice trembled. "I… can I join this Wushuang Sect?"