Peerless Divine Emperor

The Sword Saint Mountain Range is located thousands of miles north of Mucheng. It is the first place Qin Xuan passed by when he came to Shura Hell from Tianxuan.

It is rumored that many years ago, this place was not the territory of Jiutian Immortal Kingdom, but the practice place of a peerless swordsman. That sword master practiced the power of extinction. With one sword, all things in the world were dead and destroyed.

Even in the entire Shura Hell, that sword master was also a very famous existence, but for some reason, he disappeared strangely later, and no trace of him was heard.

Therefore, this mountain range is also called the Extinction Mountain Range.

Some old people said that the inheritance of that great man was left in the Extinction Mountain Range. However, after so many years, countless people have come to this mountain range to search for treasures, including saints, but apart from the true meaning of the sword in the mountains, there is no other harvest.

Even so, every once in a while, someone will come here to search for treasures and try their luck.

Some time ago, there was a strange movement in a place in the mountains, which immediately aroused the vigilance of some people, thinking that the treasure left by the Sword Saint of Destruction was finally going to appear in the world. Who would have thought that it was the movement from the Plane Gate.

And those people were Ying Wuming and others.

They planned for a long time, thinking that good luck would fall on them, but in the end, it was just a drama.

After Qin Xuan left Mucheng, he soon came to this Destruction Mountain again.

He raised his head and stared at the towering mountains in front of him, like a huge sword pointing to the sky, with great momentum. A wisp of invisible sword intent lingered between the peaks, and it lasted for a long time, as if it contained some kind of mystery that was difficult to comprehend.

"Is there really a legacy here?" Qin Xuan's eyes showed a strange look. He felt a strange artistic conception, but it seemed that something was missing and difficult to capture.

If a peerless figure like the Sword Saint of Destruction really wants to leave a legacy, he will never let anyone get it easily. If it is too easy for people to see through, his descendants will probably be everywhere.

Qin Xuan walked a distance deeper into the mountains. Not long after, he seemed to sense something. He looked in a certain direction, and a strange look appeared on his face.

Is it such a coincidence?

Not long after they separated, they met again.

"Buzz." A buzzing sound came out, and a strong wave spread in a certain direction. Then, a group of figures stepped into the void and headed straight for where Qin Xuan was.

Qin Xuan stood there without moving, looking at the figures who were coming. They were Ying Wuming and others who met that day.

After parting that day, they met in the same place today. It can be said that they are very destined.

"It's you." Ying Wuming's pupils shrank slightly. He just noticed that someone else had entered the mountains, so he came to see the situation. He didn't expect that the person was Qin Xuan.

"It's me. We meet again." Qin Xuan said with a smile, as if he had forgotten that Ying Wuming wanted to rob his treasure before.

"Weren't you taken to the Muwang Palace? Why are you here?" Ying Wuming looked at Qin Xuan with some vigilance. He was wondering if this person knew the secret of the Silent Mountains?

"I want to join your mercenary group." Qin Xuan said straight to the point without saying any nonsense.

"Join us?" Ying Wuming looked even weirder. This person was taken away by Dugu Mo himself, but now he told him that he wanted to join them?

What exactly is his intention?

Is there the will of that lady behind this?

Not only Ying Wuming was puzzled, but everyone else also had a blank look on their faces, and some of them didn't understand why Qin Xuan did this.

Generally speaking, unless they have to, no one is willing to join the mercenary group, because the mercenary group lives a life of blood and knives, often fighting with others, and their lives are not guaranteed. Of course, once they get the treasure, they can also get a very good reward.

As if he had guessed what everyone was thinking, Qin Xuan said to them, "I'm new here and not very familiar with this place. If I want to learn about the situation here, joining the mercenary group is undoubtedly the best way, isn't it?"

After Qin Xuan's words fell, a hint of strangeness flashed in the eyes of the crowd. If they had such a purpose, it would indeed make sense.

Although the mercenary group is dangerous, they will go to many places to search for treasures. They not only know the area of ​​Mucheng, but also the situation of several other royal cities. Joining them, you can get familiar with everything here in a very short time.

Ying Wuming looked at Qin Xuan with a slightly meaningful look. This person is smart and knows how to use their power to help him get in touch with everything here.

From this point of view, what this person said before should not be a lie. He really just came from Tianxuan Continent, otherwise, he would not think of this way to get familiar with this place.

"Do you know what joining us means?" Ying Wuming looked at Qin Xuan and asked lightly.

"I know, life and death are up to God." Qin Xuan responded.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Ying Wuming raised his eyebrows and stared at Qin Xuan, as if he wanted to see something from his eyes.

"Of course I'm afraid of death, but cultivation is to fight for life with heaven. Even if you are just practicing, you may die. So, do you not practice for this reason?" Qin Xuan smiled casually, with a hint of free and easy temperament in his words, as if he had let go of everything.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance." Ying Wuming nodded slightly to Qin Xuan, then turned around and looked at the person behind him, and said, "Who wants to fight this person?"

Not just anyone can join the mercenary group. They must pass some tests. In the world of cultivation, the most important ability is, of course, their own strength.

"I'll go."

A loud voice came from the crowd, and then a burly figure stepped out.

This man was very tall, standing beside Ying Wuming like a small mountain. His sharp eyes looked at Qin Xuan and said proudly: "I am at the same level as you. If you win, you will be allowed to join the mercenary group, but if you lose, you will have to hand over the treasures on your body. Do you dare?"

"Okay." Qin Xuan agreed without any hesitation.

"Are you sure you don't want to consider it?" Seeing Qin Xuan's straightforward agreement, the man's eyes became a little strange, wondering if the other party didn't hear his words clearly.

"Don't think about it anymore. If I lose, I will give you all the treasures on my body." Qin Xuan spoke again, his tone seemed very calm, as if he was just stating a very ordinary sentence.

Qin Xuan's voice made Ying Wuming and others' eyes slightly stagnant, and a little ripples arose in their hearts.

This person's tone was so calm and his expression was so composed. If he was not an idiot, then he was extremely confident in his own strength and did not even consider the possibility of losing!