Peerless Sword Saint Checks In Secretly For 3000 Years

459 Chapter 361-time flies

Snow was falling from the sky, and the cold wind was like a knife.

The snow-robed elder stood under the sword God Pagoda with his hands behind his back. He raised his head and looked at the sword Pagoda that was as tall as a divine mountain. His gaze was deep as if he was reminiscing. His face was full of vicissitudes and sighs as if he was sighing that time was like flowing water, flowing to the East.

From the beginning to the end, he didn’t make any movements.

Even so, the body of the seed of the celestial King of the Tian clan disintegrated inexplicably and dissipated into nothing, wiped out by an inexplicable supreme power.

In front of the sword God Pagoda.

The vast space was silent, as silent as death. There was no sound, only the sound of snowflakes falling.

When a single person arrived, heaven and earth went silent.

The snow-robed elder was like the Supreme ruler of this Ice Kingdom. With his arrival, the balance between heaven and earth was once again broken. Even the powerful cultivators from the celestial forces, as powerful as the Royal heavenly blade, fell into silence.

The Tian clan’s immortal reverent was filled with fear. When the cold snowflakes fell on his body, he did not even dare to use the power of the immortal Dao to dissolve them, causing him to feel a bone-piercing chill.

His body was cold.

His heart was even colder, a chill from the bottom of his heart.

“This junior is rude, please forgive me, senior!” He spoke again, and this time, he was even more respectful. He looked at the old man’s back, then clasped his hands together and bowed.

Hate?

Of course he hated him. He was the seed of the celestial King of the Tian clan, a young blood that had the potential to step into the realm of the celestial King in the future. He had spent countless resources of the Tian clan to cultivate him to his current realm.

Because of rudeness, because of one sentence.

He had been killed mercilessly.

This was already the second seed of a Celestial King of the current generation of the Tian clan, and he had almost shaken the foundation of the Tian clan. It could be said that this was an unforgivable deep hatred.

And he was still begging for his forgiveness.

He wanted to get angry, but he didn’t dare to!

If he was not wrong, he should be from the snow Emperor City, an expert from the snow tribe. The snow-robed old man was not only powerful, but the snow tribe behind him was also a huge existence.

To the celestial forces, the snow tribe was a taboo that could not be violated.

The snow-robed elder stood upright under the sword God Pagoda. He didn’t say a word or make any movements. As long as he didn’t speak, no one in this world would dare to make a sound.

“Time is like a knife cutting through heaven’s pride, heroes and beauties all turn white. Thinking back, how glorious and powerful was the high heavens sword sect? it was like the sun crossing the sky, dazzling beyond compare.There’s no such thing as an immortal orthodoxy in this world, and there’s no such thing as eternal glory!” He let out a long sigh. His voice was filled with vicissitudes and complicated emotions. His calm voice was like the voice of heaven and earth, resounding in this world of Ice and snow and echoing in everyone’s ears.

“Greetings, senior!”

At that moment, in the direction of the godly knife Pavilion, Supreme blade Royal cupped his fists and bowed to the snow-robed elder respectfully.

“Greetings, senior!”

In an instant, the vast world.

The cultivators of the celestial forces all saluted the snow-robed old man respectfully and piously. On the other hand, the cultivators of the ordinary celestial forces did not have such a strong sense of respect. They were still too far away from the level of the snow-robed old man. Although they knew that the snow-robed old man was very powerful, they did not have a clear understanding.

The snow Emperor City-the snow tribe!

They were one of the most ancient families in the immortal world. They had inherited the profound heritage of the snow Emperor. Even the Holy Land-level forces had to be respectful to them and didn’t dare to show any disrespect.

From this, it was not difficult to see how terrifying the snow tribe was.

“Whoosh-”

Then, under the shocked gazes of the experts, the snow-robed elder gently waved his sleeves. The door of the sword God Pagoda, which was densely covered with runes of the great path, rumbled and was slowly opened. The runes of the great path engraved on the door dimmed as if they had exhausted their power.

Seeing this, the cultivators of the celestial forces were overjoyed. They didn’t expect the old man of the snow tribe to open the tower door for them.

Otherwise, with the power of the immortal Dao carved on the sword God Pagoda’s door, even if they wanted to break it, they would have to pay a great price. Only then would there be a slight possibility.

“Many thanks, senior!”

Upon seeing this, venerable the blade and the other powerful cultivators of the celestial forces all bowed to the snow-robed elder again. No matter how one looked at it, the snow tribe had done them a great favor.

However ...

The snow-robed elder did not respond to the gratitude of the powerhouses. After a long while, he turned to look behind him and said, ” since the sword God Pagoda already has an owner, all of you have to follow the rules. Whoever dares to violate the rules can not enter through the door that I have opened, otherwise ...

He didn’t finish his words.

However, everyone knew what he was implying.

With the seed of a Celestial King of the Tian clan in front of them, who would dare to offend them under such circumstances? Moreover, the other party was an expert from the snow tribe, so he didn’t care about the celestial forces at all.

“Swish!”

After that, the snow-robed elder’s figure rose up like a ray of divine light. His figure that appeared in front of the sword God Pagoda gradually turned illusory and finally turned into drifting snowflakes.

After he left.

The space fell into a brief dead silence. The cultivators of the Tian immortal clan, ye immortal clan, shangru sect, and the other three immortal clans all had cold expressions. It was obvious that they were not happy with what the snow-robed old man said. Their three forces had suffered heavy losses and naturally wanted to divide and seize more resources in the sword God Pagoda to compensate for their losses.

Now that the snow-robed elder had spoken, how would they dare to?