"We're back, finally back, I was so scared!"
"Senior Sword God didn't make things difficult for us, thank Senior Sword God."
"By the way, where did that head of the Law Enforcement Bureau go?"
Someone asked this question, and many fell silent.
Although they didn't witness Sun Ze being killed, a little thought revealed he was likely in dire straits.
Alas, it was a shame. After finally cultivating to this realm and climbing to a high position, he was still beheaded by someone.
At this moment, many people re-entered the live stream, and the screen reappeared, with everyone flooding in.
"What happened? The internet suddenly went down?"
"Yeah, I thought you were attacked by aliens? You cut off the network with some kind of isolation formation."
"Huh? The giant sword is gone, and where are the people on the other side? Why are they all gone?"
"No way, could it be that Senior Sword God chopped them?"
"Streamer, quickly explain!"
Countless questions arose in everyone's minds, and they urged the streamer to explain the reason.
The streamers were also bewildered. Where was Sun Ze? They didn't know, but they knew Sun Ze's colleagues had just fled.
So, the streamers could only reveal what they knew.
"He's probably dead. I bet ten yuan that Sun Ze is dead. If I'm wrong, everyone in front of the screen will split my ten yuan. If I win, everyone owes me ten yuan, how about it?"
"Go to hell!"
"Why are you scolding? That's rude!"
"I also..."
"Look, someone's coming!"
In the sky, three streaks of light of different colors flew over.
They were incredibly fast. The moment they were seen, they were still far away, and in the blink of an eye, they had arrived nearby.
Zhao Ke and Professor Wang, mixed in with the crowd, had expressions of astonishment that never faded.
Whether it was the red giant sword that had hung in the sky, its size indiscernible, or Senior Sword God's sword domain, neither was something they could currently comprehend.
Even Zhao Ke's shocked expression lingered for a long time.
However, she quickly regained her senses and made a call.
Far away in Ji City.
In a villa.
Since Zhao Ke left Ji City, Lin Yu had become somewhat lonely, feeling an emptiness in his heart.
He had no interest in cultivation and spent his time reading miscellaneous books.
At this moment, a clone suddenly woke up.
Then, he understood that the clone had learned the first layer of the "Myriad Treasures Condensing Art"!
Lin Yu was overjoyed. He quickly recalled the clone and merged with its memories. He also quickly grasped the essence of the cultivation technique, only lacking proficiency.
His internal energy transformed into fire attribute. Then, using the "Myriad Treasures Condensing Art," the flame energy converged in his palm. In no time, a long sword of flame took shape.
This weapon was entirely fire-red, its surface reflecting a crystal-like luster. He tried wielding it a few times and found it was no different from a real weapon. The only drawback was that it would slowly dissipate if energy was not continuously injected.
The first layer of the cultivation technique could only condense Tier 1 equipment. However, it was sharper and sturdier than a Tang saber. But to break through the defenses of high-level ferocious beasts, it was still far too lacking.
However, this was just the beginning. With the help of clones for cultivation, reaching the tenth layer of the technique was just around the corner.
"From now on, my clones won't be short of equipment!" Lin Yu was overjoyed, wielding the weapon.
At this moment, a beeping sound rang out.
Lin Yu set the long sword aside and looked at his wristband. He saw it was Zhao Ke calling.
He clicked to answer.
Zhao Ke: "Sword God has come to Central City. The head of the Law Enforcement Bureau is probably already dead. Quickly open the live streaming software to watch!"
Lin Yu: "He came so fast!"
Zhao Ke: "Yes, ever since I came to Central City, my heart hasn't stopped pounding."
Zhao Ke: "There's a new development. Hurry into the live stream and carefully observe Senior Sword God's skills. It will be helpful for your cultivation."
Lin Yu: "Okay, I understand!"
After hanging up, Lin Yu opened the live streaming software and indeed found numerous Sword God live streams.
He casually clicked into one, only to find the barrage of comments so dense that it obscured the live broadcast. Lin Yu, with a sigh, closed the barrage.
He finally saw the appearance of the Sword God, Li Qinglian.
He was wearing a green robe, with a green lotus-patterned silk sash tied around his waist. His long hair cascaded over his shoulders, and beneath his brows were a pair of melancholic, bright eyes. He had a slender build, handsome and dashing.
"Such a young appearance!" Lin Yu sighed softly.
At this moment, the Sword God in the image suddenly looked up at the sky. Everyone followed his gaze, and the camera also shifted upwards.
"Someone's coming!"
Central City!
The Sword God looked up at the sky.
Three streams of light flew in the air. Seeing these three streams, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling a slight sense of relief.
A moment later, the three streams of light of different colors landed not far from the Sword God.
The Sword God showed a smile and said, "You've arrived."
Seeing the scene before them, the three secretly thought that everything was over!
But thinking of the Sword God's personality, it was not surprising.
Fuyao Zi, dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a compass, appeared as a middle-aged man. He smiled and said, "I heard news about you, so I came to lend you a hand."
The Divine Monk also appeared as a middle-aged man, but he was tall, standing at two meters, with muscles bulging like a Vajra. He chanted a Buddhist phrase:
"Amitabha, benefactor, you are still like in the past, without worldly sophistication, maintaining a pure heart. This is a Buddha-heart, and this humble monk admires it."
The Sword God chuckled, "You monk, you're still so serious. This is a sword-heart, not a Buddha-heart. Don't call everything Buddhist."
The Divine Monk smiled and chanted another Buddhist phrase, "Benefactor's teachings are correct. It is this humble monk who has been deluded."
Beside them, the young rider on a white tiger said, "This monk's old habit has resurfaced. Qinglian, no matter what happens today, I stand with you!"
The three of them were all prominent figures, the deans or founders of the Ten Great Schools. Their strength was not weak, and they were influential figures in the entire human race.
With their support, Li Qinglian's pressure was greatly reduced, which also showed the depth of their friendship.
The Sword God smiled, "With your help, any trouble will vanish into thin air!"
The rider echoed, "Qinglian is right. Even if the Grand Elder of the Cabinet were to come today, we wouldn't take a single step back. Sun Ze dared to bully our Qinglian, this is the Elder's dereliction of duty. It's better if he doesn't come, but if he does, I will personally question him."
After speaking, the rider patted the white tiger's head, appearing fearless.
Suddenly, a powerful, aged voice came from behind him. Hearing this voice, he instantly shivered.
He stiffly turned his head and saw the familiar old man, who was now looking at him with a smile.
The rider awkwardly said, "Grand Elder, why are you here? What I just said was nonsense, please don't take it to heart, hahahaha!!!"
With that, he quickly hid behind the Sword God.
In the human race, the Sword God was recognized as the foremost in offense, while the Grand Elder was known as the foremost in defense. However, he had once suffered severe injuries while protecting the human race, greatly shortening his lifespan. As a result, he had become a white-haired old man at just over three hundred years old.
Among these few, the Grand Elder was the oldest, about thirty to forty years older than the Sword God and the others.
He said with a smile, "Where is Sun Ze?"
"Dead!" the Sword God replied plainly.
"Do you know your crime?" the Grand Elder questioned.
"What crime do you want to convict me of?" the Sword God asked.
The Grand Elder was slightly taken aback. Just as he was about to get angry, a red streak of light suddenly flew from afar.
Everyone looked up. The streak of light quickly landed on the ground.
Yan Jun threw the few people in his hands to the ground and said:
"Grand Elder, you should open your eyes and not slander good people. I specifically went to the scene of the incident and investigated the whole story."
"Here, these few are the group who framed Zhou Yang. You can interrogate them!"