The appearance of the Myriad Armament Canopy Abode was a great surprise to everyone. Not only was it huge, the power it was exuding was next level.
"Is that an immortal tool, too?" The people couldn't help but wonder.
There was already the Ancestral Bell and the Sword that Jing Wei was using. A third immortal tool would be a little too much for their understanding.
"Hmmm… it's power is close to that, but it is not a true Immortal tool yet." Patriarch Hua said after thinking for a bit.
~HONG~
While they were talking about the Myriad Armament Canopy Abode, a woman had appeared. She stood upon the large manor that was built in the land of the Myriad Armament Canopy Abode, and looked impeccably beautiful.
"Who's that?" Many men couldn't help but wonder.
A woman this beautiful was hard to find and one that was exuding a power like this even more so.
"I-its… It's her!?" There was one man among the crowd that recognized her, though.
"You know her?" One of the high elders asked.
"Yes… that's the granddaughter of Jing Wei, patriarch of the Jing clan." Wu Hei answered.
He had after all met her a long time ago, and while she looked a little different now, he could still recognize her. Additionally, Lin Mu had talked to him about her as well.
"Jing Wei's granddaughter… then that man… Is really him?" The patriarch of the Centennial Sword Sect Jia Chuanli said with awe in his eyes.
If there was someone that looked unto Jing Wei, then it was the people of the Centennial Sword sect. Jing Wei was someone who had once pursued the art of sword and was a great swordsman who had comprehended the sword intent.
Not to mention, he was also the best blacksmith in the world and any spirit sword made by him was highly prized. To the people of the Centennial Sword sect that pursed the sword, he was someone they would kiss up to no matter what occupation.
In his peak days, Jing Wei had created a lot of legends that the people of the Centennial Sword sect still read about. Even if the rest of the world had mostly erased the information about the existence of the once great Jing clan, they still kept it.
In fact, the Centennial Sword sect still had swords made by Jing Wei.
~humm~
And one such sword was currently present on the battlefield.
"Huh?" The Centennial Sword Ancestor felt the spirit sword in his hand suddenly hum.
He looked towards the distance and saw Jing Wei blocking the Ancestral bell.
"It really is him… Jing Wei is alive." The Centennial Sword Ancestor muttered to himself before looking at his sword. 'Is this why you are excited? You want to meet your creator?'
The peak grade spirit sword that the Centennial Sword Ancestor used was actually made by Jing Wei himself. It was commissioned by the Centennial Sword Sect a long time ago and had since been in the hands of the ancestor.
It was their inheritance treasure at this point and would be passed down to the next heir when the time was right.
Complex emotions appeared in the eyes of the Centennial Sword ancestor's eyes and regret was present in it.
'We should have never allowed that to happen… if the Jing clan was still present, perhaps this situation would have never happened.' The Centennial Sword Ancestor thought to himself.
~Clang~
"You should focus on the battle at hand. Hump!" Master White Mountain threw an ice disc toward the Centennial sword Ancestor, taking advantage of the momentary pause.
The Centennial Sword ancestor still blocked it at the last moment and focused on the fight from here on.
'If Jing Wei is here, then we don't need to worry as much. I should first get rid of this foe first.' He thought.
~SHUA~
Back in the sky, the Myriad Armament Canopy Abode glowed brightly as hundreds upon hundreds of formations appeared over it. There were many kinds of formations in them, with the majority being offensive kinds of formations.
"Ke'er!" Jing Luo called out upon reaching the borders of the Myriad Armament Canopy Abode.
"Come in," Duan Ke said and opened up a path for him.
A small gap opened up for Jing Luo and he flew in, taking his place alongside Duan Ke.
"Let's get this started. No use in letting the underworld wait for them." Jing Luo said as his eyes turned sharp.
"Indeed…" Duan Ke said while her gaze swept all over the battlefield, searching for a particular person.
"Where's Lin Mu?" She lightly asked.
"Lin Mu? He should be…" Jing Luo was about to reply when he realized he couldn't find Lin Mu anywhere. "Huh? Where did he go?"
"When did you last see him?" Duan Ke asked, a little nervousness in her voice.
"He was right there. He was the one who had begun the attacks on the hidden barrier." Jing Luo replied.
Narrowing her brows, Duan Ke looked at the supposed site where Lin Mu should have been, but didn't find him there.
"Use the Myriad Armament Canopy Abode's offensive formations to begin the attacks. I'll search for Lin Mu." Duan Ke stated.
"Okay!" Jing Luo agreed.
As much as he wanted to look for Lin Mu, he knew that it was important to continue the battle.
And thus, Jing Luo controlled the Myriad Armament Canopy Abode and all the offensive formations outside it activated.
Thousands of attacks were shot out from the formations as a myriad of effects were presented.
Fire balls rained, thunder blasted, waves drowned, rocks fell and wind tore. The combined effect of thousands of offensive formations being activated all at once was terrifying.
"WATCH OUT!" an elder of the alliance warned his disciples upon seeing a few attacks reaching them as well.
"Huh? What?" But much to his surprise, the attacks automatically changed direction and only struck the enemies.
"HAHA! I'm not controlling the Myriad Armament Canopy Abode just for show!" Jing Luo laughed as he saw several such scenes.
