The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

Li Dao stepped onto the black stone block. Ripples spread out on the surface of the lake that was as calm as still water.

The wind was raging, the sky was covered in dark clouds, and tiny electric snakes were coiling in the dark clouds.

A huge wave of mental energy rushed into his mind, causing Li Dao to break out in a cold sweat.

The surface of the lake was churning, and countless skeletons were trying to break out from the surface. They were suppressed by an invisible force, preventing them from rushing out.

The scene in front of his eyes changed abruptly. Li Dao saw a figure that seemed to be able to support both heaven and earth. He held a blood-red sword in his hand, and a bloody glow shot up to the sky from the sword.

With his back facing Li Dao and his long sword pointed at the sky, the man roared loudly, "I should cast a curse on Shuntian. My soul will not disperse in this battle of life and death.

Li Dao opened his eyes and saw that the surface of the lake was still as calm as still water. It was as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion. However, he knew that this was definitely not an illusion. That man called Ying Shuntian might not be completely dead yet.

Furthermore, the spiritual energy that he felt earlier belonged to his primordial spirit. There was his primordial spirit imprint in the lake that hadn't been erased even after 500 years. This person was a supreme grandmaster; he even stepped half a step into the Broken Emptiness Realm. His Aurous Core had already formed his infant, and he only needed to wait for his baby to break through the Golden Core to form his primordial spirit and shatter the void.

Then was the bottom of Reflecting Lake really a treasure trove? Li Dao felt that this Life and Death Chess was a gamble from five hundred years ago. It had lasted for five hundred years, and it was still going on even today.

The two main characters of Yan Zhaofeng and Ren Qianxing, who were also so-called Destiny's Mandate, were merely manipulated chess pieces. They were in the middle of the game and had everything planned out for them.

Sure enough, no matter what world the protagonist was from, they were all pitiful people. People only saw their glorious side, and only saw the lucky chances they had obtained. They didn't know that their so-called lucky chances were all subtly arranged.

Wasn't it the same in the previous world? Shangguan Yan, Sima Chang Feng, Huangfu Ran, Young Master Yue, half a month, Ouyang Feiying, and Ouyang Ming were all controlled by the old man at the border.

Then, what was the purpose of Ying Shuntian and the Sword Ancestor?

Li Dao thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of a reason.

With a leap, he landed on the white stone block on the other side of the lake.

Li Dao was already prepared, but the shock wave wasn't as violent or as gentle as Shuntian's, but it was still as powerful.

An old man stood facing him. His hair and beard were silver and his face looked kind. He held a blue sword in his hand.

The gaze of the old man seemed to transcend the past five hundred years, focusing on Li Dao.

Heaven and Earth are heartless, all living things are bitter, and all devils are banished. The world is at peace!

The old man's voice was very magnetic, causing those who heard it to feel at peace.

This old man was the Saint Sword Ancestor. With just a single glance, Li Dao could feel the great spirit of love within his body.

However, from the beginning to the end, he had always felt that this was a person of both loyalty and treachery. Who knew what sort of person this Sacred Sword Ancestor was?

After leaving Mirror Reflection Lake, Li Dao was unable to calm down. What was the purpose of this competition that had lasted for five hundred years? Would Ying Shuntian and the grandmaster of the chess game be reborn?

This was all a fog, and right now, his vision was still too narrow, he could not see through it.

The Saint Chess Sword Ancestor and Ying Shuntian's cultivations were truly terrifying. They were not just limited to the Supreme Grand Masters; they had already stepped into the incredibly mysterious Primordial Spirit Realm.

"This is getting more and more interesting. It seems like I need to hurry up and break through to the Supreme Grand Master realm. At that time, I'll come and see what their goal is."

It didn't matter what the sage and Ying Shuntian's goal was. As long as their cultivation base was raised, how could they be afraid of them?

After that, he would use the Nine Dragons Stone and the Mysterious Life and Death Pill to break through the boundary between the Grandmaster and become a Grandmaster.

Then, above Sword Crafting City's Sword Mountain, there was the Fire Phoenix, the slaughter.

As long as he gathered the blood of the four spirits, he would be able to cultivate the Indestructible Golden Buddha Body to an indestructible realm. At that time, there would be no need to worry about the grandmaster and Ying Shuntian.

Li Dao thought through all of this and rushed to the Supreme Alliance because the leader of the Alliance, Guitian, had a hidden identity. His name was Murong Hua and he was the direct descendant of Ying Shuntian, the current leader of the Devil Sword clan.

As for the ancestral grounds of the Devil Sword Clan, there was a world shocking sword technique hidden within, called the One Sword World.