My disciples are all villains.

The cultivators widened their eyes as they witnessed this scene. The Buddha Golden Body moved forward. They could only see the upper half of the Buddha Golden Body. The lower half of the Golden Body was hidden by the cluster of swords.

With Lu Zhou's swift movement, the cluster of swords was instantly scattered and fell from the air.

The Demon Sword seemed fired up. It vibrated and buzzed as though it had found its mortal enemy.

Lu Zhou wielded Unnamed and slashed it at the Demon Sword.

Both swords collided!

Bam!

With the point of collision as the center, a blinding light burst out. Surging Primal Qi blew in the air like a flurry of hurricanes. The energy dropped the flying swords like icy blades.

Lu Zhou did not look at Unnamed. He felt it with his palm and could tell that Unnamed was unharmed. He stared at the Demon Sword unblinkingly. He also kept an eye on the countdown on the dashboard… Three seconds, two seconds, one second… His time was up. The Buddha Golden Body vanished right on time.

Everything fell silent.

The cluster of swords in the Seven Terminal Formation fell. The surroundings glittered from the light that reflected off the swords. Some of the taller mounds resembled hedgehogs.

The Demon Sword was not damaged. However, the peculiar thing was that it had stopped attacking. Instead, it hovered in front of Lu Zhou as it vibrated lightly… Its tip was originally aimed at Lu Zhou's forehead. However, it was now slanted to the side; its target seemed to be Unnamed now.

Lu Zhou was thinking about what to do if he used up all his Impeccable Cards and was still incapable of suppressing this Demon Sword. In that case, he could only use his final Peak Trial Card.

However, the Demon Sword did not move.

The cultivators in the Mausoleum of Swords looked at one man and one sword, facing off. Apart from being in awe, they were bewildered as well. They were certain that the Buddha Golden Body was much more powerful than Kong Yuan. This meant that there was hope of taming the Demon Sword. The swords of differing grades scattered on the floor were the treasures that they coveted. With this, the terror brought about by the Demon Sword began to fade.

Bzzt!

The Demon Sword vibrated again.

Lu Zhou opened his right palm. Unnamed hovered above his palm. What surprised him was the Demon Sword seemed to retreat.

Jiang Aijian was shocked. "As the leader of the three Sword Freaks, I have one thing to announce…"

Little Yuan'er and Qin Jun looked at Jiang Aijian speechlessly. What constructive statement could he come up with at this crucial moment?

Jiang Aijian continued, "Dragonsong can only play second fiddle to the old senior's sword. His sword is too beautiful!"

The Demon Sword did not make a move.

Lu Zhou looked at the Demon Sword skeptically. He waved his hand. Unnamed flew out.

The Demon Sword retreated.

Unnamed returned to Lu Zhou's hand,

Lu Zhou nodded. Although the exchange just now could not destroy the Demon Sword, it was enough to scare it.

This was a strange scene indeed.

Since the Demon Sword was afraid of Unnamed, Lu Zhou decided to unleash Unnamed's might. He tossed Unnamed out. It hovered in the air as energy began to shroud it. One became two, two became four, four became eight… countless Unnamed energy blades appeared.

The fluctuations of the Primal Qi and the intensity of the energy were not powerful. However, the Demon Sword still sensed the threat from Unnamed.

Whizz!

The flying swords around the Seven Terminal Formation vibrated at the same time.

The Demon Sword seemed to be summoning the swords. For a time, the flying swords seemed to stab at Unnamed at blinding speed.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Lu Zhou retreated swiftly. If there was a need, he would use one Impeccable Card. However, reality proved that his worries were unfounded.

The Demon Sword summoned the cluster of swords and attacked Unnamed.

They seemed to be bound together.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fight went on for a few rounds…

Boom!

A huge halo appeared with Unnamed in the center before Unnamed charged into the cluster of swords, repelling all the swords. After the outburst of the unique energy, Unnamed regained its original form. It hovered in the air and glowed with a faintly red radiance.

The cluster of swords fell.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The low-grade swords could not withstand the terrifying power and were destroyed on the spot. Even those that were of acceptable grades were strewn all over the ground, seemingly to vibrate in… fear.

This made the cultivators fall into despair. All the swords that clashed with Unnamed were broken! Their eyes were wide as they stared at Unnamed.

"What sword is that?"

"Apart from the Demon Sword, none of the swords are a match for that sword." Jiang Aijian's eyes lit up. He nearly tossed Dragonsong away. He only had eyes for Unnamed at this moment.

Lu Zhou was surprised by this as well. Unnamed's sharpness had exceeded his expectations.

Whizz!

The Demon Sword charged toward him.

Lu Zhou conjured up his Primal Qi to control Unnamed and parried it.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

There were three consecutive collisions!

The Demon Sword was repelled! This time, it was not as lucky as before.

The Demon Sword fell!

"The Seven Terminal Formation is destroyed! Without the cluster of swords, the Seven Terminal Formation can't operate anymore!"

The cultivators saw hope at this moment. Although they felt that it was a shame for the low-grade weapons to be damaged, the remaining swords that were not damaged were somewhat good swords. This would save them time from having to pick out the good and bad swords.

Qin Jun straightened his back. He wiped the blood off the edge of his lips. He looked at the Seven Terminal Formation on the ground incredulously. Why was the Formation deactivated when they had not even located the eye of the Formation? That did not make sense. He looked around his surroundings and did not see anything out of the ordinary. He only saw Unnamed.

As for Jiang Aijian, he was in a daze. He stared unblinkingly at Unnamed. He was almost drooling. It seemed like he no longer cherished Dragonsong as much as he did before…

Meanwhile, Lu Zhou stood straight as he hovered in the air. He looked at Unnamed.

All of a sudden...

Bam!

The Demon Sword finally fell in the center of the Seven Terminal Formation.

It buzzed and vibrated. The converging inscriptions emerged from it and flew into the air like a swarm of bees.

"These inscriptions, the power…" Lu Zhou was perplexed. He did not recall Unnamed immediately. Instead, he looked on silently. The inscriptions converged toward Unnamed, and the power surged into Unnamed.

"Uh…" Jiang Aijian wanted to cry. "The Demon Sword has submitted itself… The energy it nurtured over the years is snatched away by the old senior's sword."

This was a good example of the survival of the fittest. The world of swords seemed much simpler than the world of men. Those who won became rulers, and those who lost were reduced to bandits. To think that the Demon Sword had submitted itself after it fell on the ground. Who would have expected this to happen?

The Demon Sword continued to vibrate on the ground. The inscriptions on it were surging toward Unnamed. The inscriptions on the huge tombstone numbered in the tens of thousands, and they rose into the air like a thick cloud of black smoke.

After obtaining the energy from the inscriptions, Unnamed began to swivel.

Lu Zhou eyed Unnamed suspiciously. Ever since he had obtained Unnamed, all he could do was study its sharpness as he attempted to find out its grade. Would Unnamed's strength increase after absorbing this power?

A moment later, Unnamed stopped spinning.

The Demon Sword laid flat on the ground and stopped moving. The inscriptions on it had completely vanished.