Chapter 665: The Sword-Shattering Art!

Whoosh!!
The scorching heat emanating from the secret underground chamber of the Sword Forging Hall vanished in an instant. The temperatures of the numerous sword ponds and forging platforms inside the hall also seemed to drop significantly.

Standing outside the Sword Forging Hall, Happy, Wan Jian, and thousands of disciples from the northern noble clans suddenly felt the surrounding temperature plummet. The cold air hit their faces, causing them to exclaim in shock. The disciples from the northern noble clans were astonished to see dense snowflakes appearing in the sky above the Sword Forging Hall, where snow had not fallen in a hundred years.

The delicate snowflakes slowly drifted down around the disciples, landing on their shoulders!
Their faces turned pale with horror, and they were at a loss as to what to do.

The sound of robes swirling through the air could be heard repeatedly behind the crowd.
When they turned around, they saw a group of elderly men from the northern noble clans, with their hair tied up, rushing toward them at great speed. Noticing the snowflakes filling the sky above the Sword Forging Hall, their faces turned deathly white as they repeated those same words over and over:
“The furnace of the Sword Forging Hall never goes out; snow should not fall…”
“If snow falls in the Sword Forging Hall, disaster is certain!”
“…”

The disciples from the northern noble clans were confused, but they did not dare to neglect the two elderly men in silver robes leading the group. They respectfully made way for them, saying, “Elder Guardian!” “Second Elder Guardian!”

Whether they were disciples or elders of the Sword Forging Hall, everyone showed deep respect for these two men, reflecting their high status among the northern noble clans.

“How did the two guardians come here?” asked an elder in the early stage of the Wuwei Realm, quickly approaching them with a polite smile.

The two elders ignored him, their faces grim, and continued rushing toward the Sword Forging Hall without slowing down. “Who’s inside?” they demanded urgently.

“Only the clan leader, the master of the Sword Sect, and that person from the Nan Gong family…” replied the elder from the northern noble clans hastily.

However, the urgent behavior of those elders made many disciples from the Sword Sect and the Nan Gong family frown. Some instinctively blocked the entrance to the Sword Forging Hall, seemingly unwilling to let too many people enter.

“Stop!”
“A divine weapon is about to appear. The master orders that no one may disturb the clan leader.”
“It’s an order from our clan leader.”

A dozen experts at the Wuwei Realm stepped forward, drawing their swords and speaking out.

“Hmph!”
Without slowing down, the two silver-robed guardians simultaneously slapped their waists. Two dazzling beams of cold light flashed by in an instant, passing right in front of the crowd.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
A dozen weapons fell to the ground with a clatter, all broken in two.

The disciples of the Sword Sect and the Nangong family each held a damaged half of a weapon, gasping in shock as they exchanged pale, fearful glances at the two monster-like old men before them.

However, the two elders were still stopped, though they looked slightly displeased: “You have quite some nerve. Not to mention the Heaven-Shaking Fortress, even in the martial world, few dare to point weapons at us. With those broken pieces of junk in your hands, you think you can stop us two old men? Hmph! You overestimate yourselves!”

“…” Kai Xin stood at the front of the crowd, watching clearly. Most of the Sword Sect disciples and Nangong family members were using swords, all of which seemed to be precious blades from renowned masters—by no means the “broken junk” they described. Yet, the two elders moved with astonishing speed, their waist-length swords also being nothing ordinary. With a single swing, their sharp blades emitted a chilling aura that even made Kai Xin shiver. In one swift motion, the swords of over a dozen experts at the Wuwei realm were broken—such strength was likely beyond even ordinary Myth Realm experts.

“Who… where did these old monsters come from?” Kai Xin thought to himself in frustration. There were already three Myth Realm experts in the Sword Forging Hall who were unmatched in strength, and now two more monster-like elders had appeared. What kind of mission was this? The Sword Sect disciples and Nangong family members were clearly intimidated by the elders’ terrifying skills, their faces pale as they dared not act rashly.

Inside the Sword Forging Hall, the proud and resounding voice of the Sword Sect’s leader rang out: “These two elders are predecessors of the northern clans’ leaders, as well as our predecessors. Do not be rude to them!”

“Step aside! The Elders’ ‘Sword-Cutting Art’ was already famous throughout the martial world decades ago. It doesn’t require divine weapons—just one slash to cut through anything. It’s an unparalleled skill used by the northern clans to protect themselves. How dare you, youngsters, point weapons at them… Hehe. But since our Nangong family is small and weak, we might have to borrow a few good weapons from the northern clans when the time comes.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sword Sect disciples and Nangong family members outside the hall were sweating profusely… No divine weapons needed, just one slash? How insane? The crowd quickly stepped aside, no longer daring to block the elders from entering the hall.

“Hmph!” The two men in silver robes sheathed their swords and entered the hall flawlessly. Seizing the opportunity, Kai Xin glanced back at Wan Jian, who also gave him a helpless and surprised smile before sending a message to explain.

“I’ve heard of these two old men before; they seem to be the two guardians of a powerful northern clan. They retired many years ago and no longer involved themselves in the martial world. I just didn’t expect them to be this formidable.”
“……”
Happiness sighed inwardly upon hearing this, feeling relieved.
In fact, there are many extraordinary masters in various sects. Many of them have seen through everything, choosing to retire or do what they want. Though their strength may not be as great as at their peak, they remain extremely dangerous in the martial world.
These two before him were likely among them!
However, Happiness also remembered the old man Nan Gong’s words—the Great Sword-Dropping Technique.
It seemed no one had used it in his past life. Apparently, it required either a very high level of mastery or extremely harsh cultivation conditions—breaking a famous weapon with a single strike wasn’t something an ordinary divine weapon could achieve.
“The situation is getting more complicated. Do you have any good plans?” At such times, Happiness felt useless and could only leave the trouble to Wan Jian.
The latter gave a bitter smile and sent over one word:
“Wait!”
……
……A good idea.
……
The Sword Sect’s leader, the ancient figure of the Nan Gong family, and the two guardians of the northern clan all stood at the entrance to the underground secret chamber of the Sword Forging Hall.
They said nothing to each other!
A few minutes passed…
Suddenly!
A terrifying aura appeared out of nowhere.
Buzz!!!!
All around, the weapons in the hands of countless disciples from the northern clan began to vibrate violently, growing stronger and stronger, as if they were out of control.
“What’s going on?”
“My weapon…”
Many people exclaimed in shock, trying to hold onto their weapons.
The weapons in the hands of the Sword Sect’s leader and the old man Nan Gong were also becoming uncontrollable.
The two frowned, about to suppress the fear rising from their weapons, when suddenly a magnificent golden light with a hint of white burst through the wall from the secret chamber!
Ignoring the intense flames above the Sword Forging Hall, it soared into the sky!
“Not good!”
“Be careful!!”
Before their words could finish…
Clang, clang, clang, clang!!
The sound of weapons being drawn echoed endlessly! Countless weapons slipped from the hands of the people present, including those broken swords, which broke free from their owners and flew into the Sword Forging Hall as if guided by some force.
The weapons in the sword pool also gathered like a swirling galaxy, forming fierce streams of iron that rushed toward the four people at the entrance of the secret chamber!