As they gazed at the swirling sword energy filling the sky and the piercing wail, the countenances of the group led by Singh Phoenix turned pale. "The sword aura within the sword mound has been disturbed. Quickly, go find Mabel and send word to the headmaster! Otherwise, the entire base will be in jeopardy."
The expressions of the group were extremely grim, indicating that this situation was more serious than an earthquake. Benjamin Blake's voice was trembling as he said, "I will go inform the headmaster!" With that, he hurried off, leaving no room for hesitation.
Ross simply stated, "I will go find Mabel!" and then hurried off as well.
"I will accompany you to see if we can offer any assistance," Glenn followed Singh Phoenix in a panic as they rushed towards the building. The sudden eruption of the sword mound, which had been dormant for over a decade, and the release of the sword aura from the ground, painted a picture of just how severe the situation was.
Meanwhile, the main culprit behind this chaos was a colossal naked humanoid monster, relentlessly slamming into the walls, causing a deafening rumble. With each impact, Barrett Walker's massive body shook the stone supports, causing the entire cave to descend into chaos. Countless ancient swords trembled as if welcoming the arrival of a ruler, while the sword energy in the sky grew increasingly restless, casting a gloom over the hearts of many.
Singh Phoenix and Glenn emerged from the sword mound in a state of panic, only to find a woman who bore a striking resemblance to Glenn, but was clad in a white ancient attire, her delicate veil fluttering in the sword energy. Her stunning beauty radiated in the dim light. Glenn looked at the massive stone door and couldn't help but be moved, "Sister! Why are you doing this?"
The woman remained calm, lifting her gaze to meet Glenn's and offering a faint smile. "Glenn! Singh! Both of you, leave now! It's too late."
"Fifteen years ago was not your fault. How much longer will it take for you to wake up? You're such a fool. If you continue like this, I'd rather never acknowledge you, even in death. I don't have a weak sister like you!" Singh Phoenix charged forward in a frenzy, but an invisible force repelled her, sending her reeling backward.
Glenn's eyes welled up with tears as she lamented, "Why must it end like this, sister? Our parents are already gone. Are you going to abandon me and Grenny and leave alone? Sister, are you even listening to me?" Glenn cried out with all her might, but the woman continued to gaze quietly at the distant purple lightning, as if nothing else existed in her eyes.
"I told you to leave," she said, observing Glenn's anguished expression and Singh Phoenix's furious glare without any change in her demeanor. Her expression remained as calm as still water, reflecting her complete lack of attachment to the world. Perhaps it was this lifeless gaze that merged so seamlessly with the atmosphere of the sword mound.
"Let's not worry about her. Let's charge in," Singh Phoenix reached out, and suddenly, a sword flew from the trembling ancient swords within the sword mound. The smooth blade, glowing with a cold light, was named 'Frost Jade'. Forged from ancient cold iron and infused with meteorite, the entire sword resembled jade but exuded a chilling aura. Another sword swiftly followed, slender with a hollow circular hilt extending into the blade, resembling a blood groove. This sword was called 'Blood Rain', meant to pierce her sister without mercy.
"Excellent! You have all grown up," she said with contentment, gently caressing the purple lightning. Suddenly, countless purple arcs of electricity emerged from the purple lightning, covering the sky like a vast net. The tiny electric arcs rapidly expanded into electric snakes, with a crackling sound, Glenn and Singh were struck by a strong electric arc, yet they did not slow down. She did not seek any practical effect from this electric current, as she reached for a broken sword from beneath the purple lightning.
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Yes, a broken sword, pitted and worn, but with a wide blade the size of a palm. With a sweeping motion, she first blocked Singh's swift sword, then knocked Glenn aside, and the three of them clashed with a resounding cacophony. Two leaders against one, a testament to the exceptional nature of this woman.
"Sister! You have drawn your sword, so why persist in this stubbornness? Do you want to see the Sword Tomb collapse due to your self-blame? What is the point of protecting what is dear to us if you continue to be so obstinate?"
"Big sister, are you still my elder sister? I have been proud all my life and have never begged anyone, including my own father. Do you want to watch the Sword Tomb collapse and bring shame to the glories of Gessler? This is not your fault! Let it go! Stop being so stubborn."
"I have said it before, my heart turned to stone when they died."
"Sister, this is not our fault, nor the fault of the headmaster!"
"Then why didn't you act at the time? Why not kill us, the culprits, and then you would be happy? If you let the Sword Tomb collapse, it will not harm you, but it will harm us, and the entire Sword God Sect!" Despite Singh and Glenn's desperate pleas, the woman remained unmoved, easily handling the two as if it were child's play. She was clearly not their match.
"Gleny, Glenina! Do you remember that ballad of the valiant man? It was your favorite, and also mine. Do you remember when I used to follow you, listening to you sing it? 'On the land of China, how many heroes, unafraid to take on a hundred foes. Unafraid, revenge is sure, behold the blood of Chinese men. The blood of men, resolute and strong, with a heart as fearless as iron. A golden sword in hand, a jade pendant on the waist, feasting on the heads of enemies, thirsty for the blood of demons. Set aside love and devotion, decide upon the boundless ambition. A hero's blood runs hot in the falling leaves, the cold wind carries a mournful song. Galloping past the heavenly mountains, drawing the long bow to vanquish the savage tribes. Piercing the Sydney Bay with a single shot, the Western barbarians are no match for the great Han. Ten thousand heroes stand firm, pledging to paint the world in the colors of China, and when the time comes, we shall drink and be merry under the moon in Luoyang. A man's path is ruthless, kindness and revenge cannot coexist. A man must kill, and when he kills, he shows no mercy.'"
Singh Phoenix even dropped her 'Cold Jade' sword, singing aloud this thrilling song that made one's blood boil. She could imagine the earth-shattering battle of fifteen years ago, and the person before her was the most admired genius of all, the Sword God Sect at that time, which is now the predecessor of the War God Academy. Gessler was the Sect Master and Danus Leo was just one of his generals. When the Sword God Sect rose to prominence, the world shook, and Gleny's name astonished the world. Countless young talents in China were infatuated with her, but she hated that she could not be a man, and she sang this song day and night.
Women are always easily injured, and the person who hurt her was a man, and strictly speaking, not even a man from Earth. When the Sect Master of the Sword God Sect died, their grandfather Gessler, it was a trap that led to his death, and few people knew his whereabouts at that time. Jenni Rogue, the mother of Singh and Glenn, also perished with him.
Their father, the declining Grand Master of the Divine Sword Sect, Gestrith, spent his days drinking and reveling. Gestrith was the father of Grelini from an affair with another woman. After disappearing for several years, he returned on a rainy night with Grelini in his arms, entering the Sword Tomb and never coming out again. The next day, Grelini, covered in blood and carrying a broken sword, returned alone. The members of the Divine Sword Sect suspected her of being a traitor, and some even had thoughts of taking over the sect for themselves. Grelini then single-handedly stormed the Divine Sword Sect, causing chaos and bloodshed, wielding her broken sword as if it were the sharpest weapon in the world. After her rampage, she retreated into the Sword Tomb, never to emerge again, just like her father.
In a critical moment, Danus Leao rose to prominence, protecting the young Glena and the infant Grelini. He reorganized the Divine Sword Sect, renaming it the Academy of War, and with the help of the newly-reborn Federation, quickly rose to power, becoming a formidable leader.