The imposing, overlapping shadows of tombs didn’t faze Dongfang Hao at all. His sword aura shone ever so brightly like a second sun in the sky and cut straight into them.

“Violetgrave’s aura has morphed into a collection of tombs!” The spectating immortals marveled at the mausoleum manifested from the sword.

The environment around Dongfang Hao changed as soon as his sword aura slashed into the mausoleum. Gone were the heavens and earth, as well as the crowd. He seemed to have entered a different world.

“Where are we?” He looked around warily, holding his position in midair with his sword at the ready.

“Inside Violetgrave’s sword aura.” Lu Yun faded into existence. “I haven’t been walking the dao of swords for very long, and the amount of knowledge I’ve grasped for this weapon pales in comparison to yours. I can only rely...