Chapter 871 Sword Taboo
Tianhuangzi glanced at Luo Shikun with an unpleasant expression, and everyone could see the dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Originally he thought that with the power of the innate spiritual treasure Zhouguang Dingxian Bell, it would be a simple matter for Luo Shikun to subdue the demons in the boundless wilderness. Who would have expected that such a problem would arise now.

Now even his own spiritual treasure, which is the guardian of the sect, has fallen into the hands of others. When Tianhuangzi sensed that his innate spiritual treasure was lost, he didn't care about anything else and went straight over from Tianhuang Sect.

The Holy Leader of the Tianjian Sect, Tianjianzi, happened to be there.

Before Tianhuangzi could say anything, Tianjianzi spoke first. He looked at the short old man holding the magic bell opposite him with burning eyes. The more he looked, the more shocked he was. The sword intent lingering around the old man made the Tongtian sword shadow behind him vibrate, and even the momentum that pierced the sky was weakened a little.

The Sword-Devouring Ancestor just glanced at Tianhuangzi and paid no more attention to him. He just stared at Tianjianzi.

"This old ancestor has not appeared in the world for a long time. It seems that you younger generation sword cultivators have completely grown up. That's good. It's time for the ancestor to reap the harvest again!"

When the Sword Devouring Ancestor's harsh voice came out, everyone frowned slightly. Tian Jianzi showed an unhappy look on his face. The sword shadow behind him shook, and the sound of Taoism was like the sound of a sword, asking: "Who are you? With such a sword spirit and such a sword way, it is impossible for you to remain unknown."

The old man's swordsmanship and sword skills made him feel fearful. The strange thing was that he had never heard of such a terrifying sword immortal appearing in the Xihuang World.

The Sword Devouring Ancestor laughed strangely: "You ask me? My name is a taboo. You younger sword cultivators should have heard of it. You can call me the Sword Devouring Ancestor!"

when!
As soon as these words came out, Tian Jianzi's expression was greatly shocked, and his body swayed slightly! The sword shadow behind him swayed, making a sharp sword sound.

"It's you. You're not dead yet. It's impossible. Didn't they say you had already died in Emperor Zunhuang's Yuan Gu Huang Tian furnace? How are you still alive!"

Tian Jianzi, who has lived for several eras, actually knows about the name of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor. This person is a real taboo in the hearts of sword practitioners. In the era before the ancient times, sword practitioners were already all over the world, but sword-fighting geniuses were very rare in that era. It was not because there were no truly peerless geniuses, but because there was a taboo in the sword-fighting at that time. Anyone with extraordinary talent in the sword-fighting would die inexplicably sooner or later. No one noticed anything unusual at the beginning, but as more and more sword-fighting geniuses fell, someone powerful finally noticed the difference.

Fortunately, the Sword-Devouring Ancestor had no intention of hiding anything at that time. He had already regarded all the sword cultivators in the world as his prey. He himself was a demon and had no sympathy for the human race.

It was at this time that the powerful sword cultivators discovered the existence of the Sword-Eating Ancestor. At that time, countless sword cultivators joined forces to besiege the Sword-Eating Ancestor, but were defeated one by one by him. Countless sword cultivators died in that battle, and the inheritance of the sword in this world was almost cut off.

After this battle, the Sword-Eating Ancestor became a real taboo and a nightmare in the hearts of sword practitioners.

So much so that after that battle, anyone with extraordinary talent in swordsmanship would hide their talent in order to avoid attracting the attention of the Sword-Eating Ancestor, for fear of being targeted by the Sword-Eating Ancestor and having their swordsmanship talent devoured.

That was an extremely dark era for sword cultivators. It was not until the middle of the ancient times that the fifth Emperor Zun Huang ruled over the thirty-six states. The sword cultivators under his command were annihilated by the Sword-Eating Ancestor. Emperor Zun Huang finally took action. No one witnessed that battle, but among the ten emperors of the ancient times, Emperor Zun Huang was the only one who had been defeated. What was even more terrifying was that this defeat also caused his imperial weapon, the Eight Desolate Purple Qi Wu Ji Ding, to shatter into pieces, which scattered into countless fragments and fell all over the thirty-six states.

Outsiders may not know at whom Emperor Zunhuang was defeated, but the Jiutian Sect and other high-ranking officials of the Emperor's clan knew that Emperor Zunhuang was defeated by the Sword-Devouring Ancestor, and even his imperial weapon was shattered by the Sword-Devouring Ancestor.

Later, Emperor Zunhuang re-trained the emperor's weapon Yuangu Huangtian Furnace, and there was news that the Sword Devouring Ancestor had been refined into slag by Emperor Zunhuang using the Yuangu Huangtian Furnace. This made countless sword cultivators feel relieved. Who knew that the Sword Devouring Ancestor, who had been dead for countless years, was not dead at all and was alive and well.

What shocked Tian Jianzi was what the Sword Devouring Ancestor had just said. He thought to himself, "Could it be that the nightmare of sword cultivators like me has returned again? Do we have to face the fate of having our talents harvested by the Sword Devouring Ancestor? If he is still alive, it means that Emperor Zunhuang was indeed not his opponent at the beginning. Now that billions of years have passed, what level has his swordsmanship reached?"

Thinking of this, Tian Jianzi's fear of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor reached its peak.

The Sword-Devouring Ancestor can devour the talents of sword practitioners and improve his own sword aptitude to an infinite limit. This talent is too powerful and is the nemesis of all sword practitioners. Sometimes even Tian Jianzi doubts whether there is such an incredible talent in this world.

"You deserve to die!"

Tian Jianzi looked at the greed in the eyes of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor, the greed for his own sword-wielding talent, and anger rose in his heart, with a hint of murderous intent revealed, directed directly at the Sword-Devouring Ancestor.

"It's actually him, no wonder!"

Tianhuangzi, who was standing by, heard the conversation between the two. As the holy lord of Tianhuang Sect of the Jiutian Sect, he naturally knew the inside story of Emperor Zunhuang's failure. His heart sank. This old man who had robbed his innate spiritual treasure was actually the mighty one who had defeated the Emperor. He did not care about anything else and directly moved his mind to connect with the Zhouguang Dingxian Bell held in the hand of the Sword-Devouring Ancestor. The divine bell vibrated violently and made a magnificent sound.

Swish!
The huge divine bell turned into a fist-sized bell. The Sword-Eating Ancestor focused all his attention on Tian Jianzi, and caught him off guard, he actually let it slip away.

Whoosh!
A ray of immortal light flashed, and the Zhouguang Dingxian Bell flew back to Tianhuangzi's hands.

After all, this is a spiritual treasure that he has completely refined, and it contains the imprint of his spiritual consciousness. It is impossible for the Sword-Devouring Ancestor to refine it again in such a short time.

"Very good, you dare to snatch things from this old ancestor, you must die!"

The Ancestor of Time looked at his empty palm, looked at Tianhuangzi with cold eyes, and pointed at Tianhuangzi with his finger.

Ever since Zhang Qian snatched away the sword blank that he had been refining for countless years, the Sword-Eating Ancestor hated people who stole things from him. He didn't care that the Zhouguang Dingxian Bell was originally Tianhuangzi's treasure. In his opinion, as long as it was in his hands, it would be his treasure. If outsiders wanted to snatch it, they were courting death!
"Wait a minute, this man is unrivaled in swordsmanship. He was able to defeat the emperor in the ancient times. Now we don't know how terrifying he has become. I have secretly informed the Lord of the Tiandao Sect. We should stabilize this demon first. When the Saint Master of the Tiandao Sect arrives, he will naturally bow his head!"

Tianhuangzi was about to take action when he was threatened by the Sword-Devouring Ancestor's arm. Suddenly, he heard the telepathic message from Tianjianzi in his ears.

"Well, I will tolerate him for a while. When he is defeated by the master of Tiandao Sect, I will deal with him properly!"

It has been so many years that Tianhuangzi can’t remember how many years it has been since he was despised like this. His hatred for the Sword-Devouring Ancestor is growing stronger and stronger.

(End of this chapter)