Legendary Sword God Sect

Nightin wasn't able to reply that question as he stood rooted to the spot, his gaze fixated on the ceiling made of gold as he looked up. From the shiny appearance of the ceiling, he could see his appearance mocking himself. He was the one who mentioned that the status of cooperation will be determined by the Voyager family, but had never expected them to be so serious about this.

Nightin bit his lips as he told Waverly "I understand the efforts and the reason the Voyager family is doing this, but I'm afraid that I'm unable to fully support the family yet."

The treasures may have been given to Nightin, but that's it for their side. If they really want to, it depends on how the Voyager family is going to treat Nightin.

Waverly understood this fact and didn't rebut him this time. Instead, she stood aside and decided to lead him to the secret chamber.

Waverly took out a key, the key was silver platinum in colour. It could be seen that the key had went through the passage of time, yet its exterior made it felt like a newborn baby.

Waverly flashed the key towards Nightin as she held it tightly in her hand, seemingly afraid that Nightin might just steal the key from her.

Waverly showed Nightin her pearl white teeth as she chuckled "Hey, you want to absorb the Wind Orb right?"

Nightin knew that it was pointless to hide anything from Waverly, she had the power of prophecy and she would be willing to take risks. "Yes, I need some hidden location to absorb the Wind Orb. Would you perhaps be able to help me?"

Waverly could swear that if it weren't for their level of relationship, she would already have taught Nightin a good lesson. Clenching her fists at the side, her face twisted in anger as she said "I have made it pretty obvious. Harvard, you'll stay behind to look after this tower."

Harvard stepped to the side as he acknowledged Waverly orders before heading down towards the lower floors to supervise.

As for Nightin, Waverly signalled for Nightin to follow her as she clicked on one of the hidden buttons on the fourth floor.

With a soft yet draggy click, a door appeared before Nightin. The golden wall behind the counter had opened up as a portal glowing silver in colour spiralled in the middle.

Waverly leaped in as she turned around tell Nightin "Hop on."

Nightin followed suit shortly after without even showing the slightest signs of hesitation, if Waverly had wanted to harm him, she wouldn't have jumped in without sparing a second thought.

After entering the portal, a new world came into Nightin's sight. It wasn't a spatial area of void where all he could see is darkness. In his eyes, what he see is the majestic ocean.

He was on a cliff which stands at a height much above the ocean. The ocean waves were hitting themselves against the rocky cliff as the sunlight reflected off a beautiful glow towards them.

Nightin felt calm right now, he felt like the water was part of him. Even so, he knows that the path of water isn't something which he should get into contact with. Shattering the wind orb in his hand, the scenery changed once again with Waverly beside him.

The scenery around him started to wrap themselves up in blades of wind as he got transported in another world without Waverly. The ground he is standing on, is wind. The scenery he is seeing, is wind. The atmosphere he is feeling, is wind.

He's wrapped in a world of wind all alone by himself, Waverly had disappeared from his sight of view. Taking a deep breath, he could smell the fresh wind as they come into light contact with their skin.

Closing his eyes, he couldn't understand anything about the wind. The only thing he understood right now is that, the wind is around him.

Closing his eyes, he could sense the wind around him surrounding him, all flowing towards him who is the catalyst. He felt like the one who's in charge of controlling the wind here, he was the ruler and the wind was him.

When he opened his eyes again, he could see many mortals and cultivators all waking around him, doing their daily tasks. Plotting, farming, cultivating.

Yet the moment the air in the wind vanished, the mortals started to suffocate first. They were grabbing their necks with their hands, reaching out their hands in despair as they struggle to survive. Children were screaming, only for the sound of silence to come up from their throats. Toddlers were crying as they wailed and cried, yet no one could help them. Adults could be seen crawling on the ground as they struggled to live.

Cultivators below the Martial Spirit realm were facing the same fate as those mortals. They were still cultivating Heavenly energy which could be found in nature around them. With the lack of wind or air, they were no different from mortals.

Martial Spirits and Martial Kings were circulating their spirit energy as quickly as possible, yet the moment where they run out of spirit energy would eventually arrive.

Nightin at this time, has utterly failed to comprehend the intent of wind. He has awakened a new law all by himself at this time. A law which no one would have expected to rise again, a law which should have been forbidden in the cultivation world.

The Gale Blades of Slaughter, one of the strongest Divine laws in this world which should have never been awakened ever since the ancient eras...

With the newborn law, calamity would soon strike them once again... Many demonic beasts of great evil would start awakening from their deep slumber... Slaughter and storms would occur in the upper realm...What would happen to them...