Sword Emperor

Seeing Sun Bing in such a state, dao Child, who was standing next to him, said with a smile. "I think Brother Sun must be really impatient right now. In that case, we won't disturb you any longer. Let's go and see if the Monarch Fluid really has that kind of divine effect. "    

    

"It's just that I suddenly gained some insight. I'm sorry for making you laugh." Upon hearing this, Sun Bing cupped his hands together and spoke with a trace of embarrassment on his face.    

    

"Hahahaha, it's no big deal. To us cultivators, this enlightenment is extremely important. However, brother Sun would like to remember... Although this is the fortune left by half-monarch for me by the Humans, I still have to act according to my abilities.    

    

The deeper the tombs were, the stronger the residual soul would be. If one was unable to resist it, even the spiritual soul might be severely injured. Even more so, the spiritual soul would completely disappear.    

    

After all, the stone monument can only be considered as a form of protection for us. However, we can't take into account all aspects. There are still many powerful residual soul that are able to break through this restriction. Many of our comrades have already overestimate themselves and have encountered many unexpected changes. "    

    

However, dao Child didn't seem to mind at all. He seemed to have sensed the anxiety in Sun Bing's heart. He couldn't help but speak with a solemn expression.    

    

Upon hearing these words, a trace of solemnity flashed across Sun Bing's eyes. After that, he slowly nodded his head, indicating that he already knew.    

    

Then, he saw Dao Child Son of the Buddha turn around and leave. However, just as he was about to leave, Son of the Buddha suddenly stopped and said to Sun Bing, "Brother Sun, there seems to be a rumor. It's said that there are many sacred cemeteries here. There is also a stone monument of Sword Saint. If you are not completely confident, you can't try it. "    

    

Instantly, Sun Bing's heart was filled with joy. After all, Sword Saint had never appeared ever since the ancient war ended. Up until now, Sun Bing had been ignorant and relied on himself to cultivate.    

    

If Sun Bing could pass the test of the Sword Saint, it would undoubtedly be a great help to Sun Bing, and he could even clarify his own Dao.    

    

However, Sun Bing knew the worries in his words. After all, if it was another Saint's test, even if Sun Bing couldn't pass it, he would be able to escape with his formidable strength. At most, he would have to pay a certain price.    

    

However, Sword Saint's residual soul was completely different from the other residual soul. Instead of saying that it was a residual soul, it was more accurate to say that it was a Sword Soul. It was filled with killing intent. Even though it was only a wisp of his soul, the destructive force it contained was still quite terrifying.    

    

If the battle failed, Sun Bing wouldn't even have the chance to resist. His will could be completely wiped out. This was the danger involved.    

    

Even the current Sun Bing was far from confident that he could escape successfully. Therefore, even though his heart was burning with passion, he forcefully suppressed the restlessness in his heart. After taking a deep breath, he finally calmed down.    

    

After that, Sun Bing slowly walked towards the cemetery.    

    

When he passed the outermost huge stone monument, Sun Bing could feel that the environment had become somewhat oppressive. Although the scenery looked like birds singing and fragrant flowers, it was very beautiful. Even in the Nine Prefectures, it was hard to see such a beautiful scenery.    

    

However, there was an obscure aura and an inexplicable suppression within it. If it wasn't for Sun Bing's amazing insight, he wouldn't have been able to detect this slight change.    

    

Because of Son of the Buddha's warning, Sun Bing didn't act rashly. According to what Son of the Buddha had said, since the Saints buried in the deeper parts of the Sacred Cemetery were getting more and more terrifying, it meant that... The outermost part of the Holy Cemetery should be the Saints who had turned into Saints.    

    

Therefore, he casually searched for them. Sun Bing walked towards one of the stone tablets. When he was very close to the stone tablet, an inexplicable attraction pulled Sun Bing's consciousness into an unknown space.    

    

When he arrived in this completely unfamiliar environment, a trace of panic appeared on Sun Bing's face, but it quickly returned to normal. Then, he saw an old looking cultivator standing in front of him.    

    

Obviously, this person should be the remaining spiritual soul in this stone monument. According to Sun Bing's observation, this saint's eyes were dull and lifeless, as if he didn't have any ability to think. At most, he could only retain his most primitive instinct.    

    

At this moment, the Saint's lifeless eyes fell on Sun Bing's body. In an instant, his entire body turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Sun Bing. He didn't show any mercy in his attack.    

    

However, facing such an attack, not to mention feeling threatened, Sun Bing didn't even need to move his body because the opponent's cultivation base was exactly the same as Sun Bing's. Furthermore, that attack was full of flaws in Sun Bing's eyes.    

    

Even Sun Bing couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. "With such strength, even Holy Son can't match up to him, let alone me."    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, a longsword appeared in Sun Bing's hand. He didn't waste any time. He waved the longsword in the void and a bright sword light slashed out in front of him. Layers of ripples spread out in all directions.    

    

As for the Saint's residual soul, after it received Sun Bing's sword attack, it split into two and disappeared into the sky.    

    

After that, Sun Bing could sense the scenery of the outside world appearing in front of him once again. Just as he was wondering where the opportunity given by the stone monument was, complex information suddenly emerged in the depths of his mind.    

    

Instantly, Sun Bing couldn't help but stand there. His mind was completely immersed in his mind, carefully checking the information sent by the stone monument.    

    

At this moment, Sun Bing finally knew that those who passed the test of the stone tablet were divided into several levels. The lowest level was just some ordinary rewards. Above that were some cultivation techniques. To reach Sun Bing's level, he had completely accepted the inheritance.    

    

After this complicated information, Sun Bing seemed to have seen that he was a disciple of an ordinary sect. Through his own efforts, he had broken through to the Extraction, overthrew the Heavenly Abode, and finally became a saint. Every step he took was extremely difficult.    

    

The last thing that came out of his body was some ways to use his techniques, as well as some techniques and inheritances. All in all, if an ordinary cultivator was able to obtain such an inheritance, he would surely be overjoyed.    

    

However, as long as it was a genius with Holy Son's talent, he wouldn't even spare a glance at such an inheritance, let alone Sun Bing.    

    

Therefore, the information in his mind was useless to Sun Bing except for the information regarding combat experience.    

    

Sun Bing could not help but sigh when he thought of this. Although these saint residual soul were extremely experienced and could surpass countless people at the same cultivation level, there was still a huge gap between them and Sun Bing.    

    

Despite this, Sun Bing was able to obtain some unique insights from his gains this time. The power of his own sword technique would also increase significantly. His initial disappointment was because he hadn't achieved what Sun Bing had imagined.    

    

In an instant, Sun Bing had swept away all the regrets in his heart. There was even a trace of a bright light in his eyes. Just this stone tablet alone was enough to give him a certain amount of benefits.    

    

In the Sacred Cemetery, there were more than hundreds of thousands of stone tablets like this. There were even more difficult tests after this. Naturally, he would be able to obtain more of them. The stone tablets in front of him were like a treasure trove to him.    

    

If he had gone through so many trials, he would be able to push Sun Bing to the limit. Only by doing so could he truly fight against a supreme being. This was Sun Bing's true goal.    

    

After all, Sun Bing had never placed his attention on a genius of the same realm. Those two true supreme beings were the pressure that had been hovering on Sun Bing's body all this time.