Translated and Edited by: La0o9
Gu Qing Shanâ vision blurred, then found himself fallen from the air inside a huge temple altar.
As he stood up, he carefully looked around.
Sure enough, this is very standard architecture from the age of Old.
On either side were 2 rows of statues, each of them showing a different face and expression, but all of them cultivators from the age of Old.
A total of 10 different cultivators, but they all have one thing the same that they all carried a Longsword.
âSword cultivators from the age of Oldâ, Gu Qing Shan muttered.
As the statues noticed him, they all turned their heads to look at Gu Qing Shan.
âYoung one, you see us and you wonât even bow to greet?â one of the statues shouted.
Gu Qing Shan smiled and bowed, then looked deep into the center of the altar.
There was a statue of a Divinity.
Gu Qing Shan walked in front of the Divinityâs statue and carefully observed it.
The statue depicts a golden-armored Divinity, on his left hand was a mountain, on his right a strange-looking sword, his expression firm and dignified.
Gu Qing Shanâs eyes stopped on the sword.
The sword was fully black in color, but there were 5 deeply inscribed symbols along the shaft of the sword, making anyone look at it felt their heart beat faster without understanding why.
ââââthese are Divine Runes.
Divine runes are more advanced compared to regular runes, theyâre able to interfere with the essence of the world, thus every swing of the sword can control the essence of the world itself, creating devastating scenes like before.
Gu Qing Shan observed very seriously, then took a look behind the statue.
A wall thatâs 5-person tall, on it, a few murals were carved.
Gu Qing Shan glanced at them, seeing these murals depict the brave tales of cultivators from the age of Old, fighting demons under the command of a Divinity.
The Divinity that lead the cultivators against the demons was the same Divinity sitting on the main seat of the altar.
At the end of every mural, it was always a cultivator who sacrificed his own life as the price to barely win against the demons.
Looking carefully, you can see the cultivators in the murals were the same as the ones depicted on the statues in the altar.
10 sword cultivators from the age of Old, 10 heroic sacrifices for the sake of humanityâs survival.
Indeed, they are praiseworthy.
Bai Hua Fairy had always respected these type of people, no wonder she had advised me to be careful not to show disrespect.
Because she herself probably does the same.
In the middle of all the murals, a one-eyed creature was depicted, it stood on black clouds, in its hand held a city fortress, about to swallow it whole.
Around the creature, were the 10 sword cultivators, surrounding it by command of the Divinity.
Every single sword cultivator had a dignified face, one hand holding their sword, the other making a strange seal as they pointed it at the creature.
This scene must be them attempting to seal the monster.
This mural took up the most room on the wall, on all sides of if were numerous divine runes.
Using common sense, these divine runes were probably all used to seal the monster.
Gu Qing Shan looked at the monster.
Seemingly noticed him, the monsterâs eyes turned and stared back at Gu Qing Shan.
âSeems like it was sealed inside the muralâ Gu Qing Shan muttered.
After looking a few more times, Gu Qing Shan went back the way he came, standing in front of the first statue.
The statue depicted a middle-aged square-faced cultivator, wearing a mist-white robe, even the Longsword in his hand emitted a bone-chilling air.
He was the person that shouted at Gu Qing Shan before.
Gu Qing Shan once again bowed, respectfully asked him: âCan senior tell me how you died?â
The statue lifted its face and answered: âSacrifice this oneâs life for 100,000 of others, worth itâ
Gu Qing Shan asked further: âYou can tell me in detail? So as to let this humble one witness seniorâs gloryâ
The middle-aged cultivator looked down at Gu Qing Shan and answered: âThis venerable oneâs soul is still locked inside the mural sealing the demon, Iâm not free enough to tell you in detailsâ
Gu Qing Shan looked at his sword, seeing on the part connecting the blade and hilt a few small letters inscribed
âFreezing Mistâ
Gu Qing Shan silently nodded, and asked again: âThis humble one is also a sword cultivator, can senior tell me what Sword Style you use? That way I can also imagine seniorâs glory âââthis surely you can tellâ
The middle-aged man pridefully said: âGrey Flame Heaven Origin Styleâ
Gu Qing Shan clasped his hand: âThis humble one thank youâ
After that, he went to the next statue, bowed again, and asked respectfully: âCan senior tell me how you died?â
This statue was a handsome man at his prime, answered: âThis one fought alone against a million demons, then died of exhaustionâ
âYou can tell me in detail? So as to let this humble one witness seniorâs gloryâ
The handsome man looked at Gu Qing Shan and answered: âThis oneâs soul is sealing the great demon, Iâm not free enough to tell you in detailâ
Gu Qing Shan nodded: âThis humble one is also a sword cultivator, can I ask senior what Sword Style you use?â
The handsome man replied: âPristine Holy Sword Styleâ
Gu Qing Shan suddenly said: âThen, senior would have to be a rare Lightning-element sword cultivator, how admirableâ
The handsome man looked at him and said: âItâs good that you knowâ
After hearing that, Gu Qing Shan became silent.
And went straight to the central altar in front of the Divinityâs statue.
Suddenly a bow appeared in his hand.
Gu Qing Shan nonchalantly drew an arrow, pointing at the Divinityâs statue.
Suddenly the Divinity opened its eyes, shouting with a thunderous voice: âHow dare you! A mere mortal would dare point his arrow at a Divinity, bow down and beg for forgiveness right now, otherwise this one shall send you to reincarnation himself!â
Gu Qing Shan laughed, saying: âIâm a demon, today Iâve come to release the monster on the muralâ
The 10 sword cultivator statues immediately acted, all of them raised their swords, emitting sharp sword wills.
âFiend, Iâll take your life!â
âDamn demon, youâre going to die right here!â
âSay your prayers!â
Their voices rang like thunder, wanting to release their certain-kill techniques right at the next second.
Outside the green jade screen, the maidâs expression changed, muttering: âWhat crazy things are this kid saying!â
She quickly prepared her hand seals, completing it in the blink of an eye.
Already prepared, she only needs to infuse spirit energy into the trigger, then her spell can be cast.
But right at that moment, the maidâs thoughts shifted a bit, delaying the trigger of her spell.
She didnât even move her eyes from the jade screen, her face clearly confused.
Inside the altar.
Gu Qing Shan just stood there, but the sword cultivators still hadnât even moved an inch.
âCursed!â The square-faced middle-aged cultivator shouted: âAll my spirit energy had been used to seal the demon, thereâs only a piece of soul left out here, I canât kill this oneâ
âI as wellâ
âIâm also the sameâ
The whole group of sword cultivators were cursing and complaining.
Gu Qing Shan looked straight at the Divinity statue in the middle, lightly pulled his bow into an arc and let go.
Phew!
The arrow barely missed the Divinityâs ear, hit the mural straight on, breaking it in half as it came crashing down.
The group of sword cultivator statues became silent.
The whole altar became eerily silent.
Gu Qing Shan still unfazed, once again drew an arrow, pointing straight at the Divinity statue.
âIâm sorry, my hand slipped, this time Iâll definitely hit you straight onâ he apologized.
The Divinityâs statue couldnât say a word.
Gu Qing Shan pulled the bow, asking: âYou wonât say anything? After all, in a few moments you wonât get any more chancesâ
The Divinity statue suddenly asked: âYou really arenât afraid that Iâll release the world-ender demon?â
Gu Qing Shan replied: âA bunch of fake cultivators who only knows to fool people, how strong can the demon youâre sealing be? I donât believe itâ
The Divinity statue asked: âYou would dare slander the sword cultivators of old, and desecrate them so?â
âAre you sure you want to force me to talk? Once I talk, you guys definitely canât fake it anymoreâ Gu Qing Shan smiled and answered.
The Divinity statue was silent.
Suddenly an echoing female voice was heard in the altar: âSpeak, tell me everythingâ