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Chapter 802: Chapter 801 Sword Tomb Crisis Chapter 802: Chapter 801 Sword Tomb Crisis Xu Fan merely offered a shallow smile, looking at Shen Jianting and said, “Little Ting, summon a Divine Sword now.”

Shen Jianting wasted no words, his right hand formed a sword gesture and pointed towards the Sword Box.

“Green Mist, come forth!”

“Clang!”

A soft chime was heard as a green longsword flew out from the Sword Box, circled in the air once, and then steadily floated in front of Shen Jianting.

The tip of the Green Mist sword pointed downward, and its body emanated a very faint green hue, issuing a sword cry.

Instantly,

Xu Fan swiftly formed gestures with both hands, and within a breath had changed gestures seven or eight times before bringing his hands together, his right fingertip directly pointing at Green Mist.

“Swoosh!”

Xu Fan flicked his finger, releasing a beam of golden light that directly merged into the Green Mist Divine Sword.

Layers of ripples appeared around Green Mist, and a sudden humming sound erupted.

Immediately thereafter, a wisp of black smoke flew out from the tip of the sword.

The black smoke did not disperse immediately but slowly expanded around.

It exuded an insidious aura, very mild, nearly imperceptible.

But everyone present, except for Xu Yixue and her daughter who were not highly skilled in ancient martial arts, all sensed it.

“Swoosh!”

Xu Fan lightly tapped, and a blast of strong wind rushed out, directly striking the black mist.

The black mist vanished instantly in mid-air.

“What is this!?”

Shen Jianting stared in shock at the spot where the black mist had dissipated, then beckoned Green Mist back to his hand, carefully caressing the sword.

For a swordsman, a sword is like a second life, a brother in arms, the closest companion day and night.

When exactly his sword had been tainted by such a malevolent aura, he had completely failed to notice.

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Shen Jianting’s voice trembled slightly as he looked at Xu Fan and asked, “Brother Xu, where did this black mist come from?”

Xu Fan smiled reassuringly at him, comforting, “Do not worry, this degree of black mist has an insignificant effect on the Divine Sword and on you.”

Then, changing his tone dramatically and becoming much more solemn, he continued, “The black mist came from within the Sword Tomb, to be precise, it is inherent to the swords themselves.

Not only does Little Ting’s seven swords have this evil aura, but all the swords in the Sword Heaven Sect’s Sword Tomb are afflicted.”

Everyone was taken aback, shocked, or dubiously looking at Xu Fan.

Xu Fan merely smiled and continued to solve the mystery, “The Sword Heaven Sect’s Sword Tomb has long been permeated with this evil aura.

If not for the powerful seals inside, which have significantly weakened due to the passage of time, this evil aura would not have been contained.

But now, the seals have gradually depleted due to age.

It won’t be long before the entire Sword Heaven Sect will be eroded by this evil energy.”

“Really?”

“What, exactly, is the reason?

Brother Xu Fan, do you know?” At this moment, Shen Yisen had entirely believed Xu Fan’s words and asked excitedly.

Because he had already noticed the pervasive black mist and its domineering aura when he inspected the Sword Tomb initially,

he had not thought of a solution to date, so he was so excited and eager when he learned that Xu Fan was revealing the truth.

Xu Fan didn’t beat around the bush and directly said, “The black mist and evil aura is inherently birthed from the swords.”

“A sword is crucial to a swordsman, dear as limbs, sharing life and death.

The sword affects the swordsman, and the myriad emotions of the swordsman in turn influence the sword.

It’s like killing, brutality, bloodlust, joy, anger, sorrow, love, hatred, feelings of enmity…”

“Over time, these emotions subtly affect the sword, absorbed by it, and form this black mist and evil aura.”

“With an enormous number of swords in the Sword Tomb, the black mist and evil aura accumulated into thousands upon thousands, over hundreds of years, the black mist even developed a consciousness, attempting to break the seal and reemerge into the daylight.”

With Xu Fan’s extensive knowledge, just a few short sentences made everyone understand the reason clearly.

Shen Jianting, puzzled, asked, “Then why was there no issue before, but only recently it erupted?”

Xu Fan looked at his Sword Box and started laughing, saying, “Because you took away seven Divine Swords at once.”

“What?” Shen Jianting stared in disbelief, pointing at himself, completely dumbfounded.

Xu Fan nodded, continuing to explain, “These seven Divine Swords, wielded by the top swordsmen, former Sect Masters, are the most spiritually powerful and formidable swords in the Sword Tomb, and it was they who suppressed the black mist and evil aura!”

“But since you took the seven Divine Swords and claimed them as your own, the Sword Tomb lost its suppression over the black mist, which then gathered and started causing mischief.”

After hearing this, Shen Jianting excitedly asked, “Then if I return these seven Divine Swords, would that resolve the black mist and evil aura?”

Although these seven Divine Swords had made him who he was today, without their aid, not to mention the title of minor Sword Saint, even his strength would be halved.

But in Shen Jianting’s heart, the pursuit of all strength, fame…, none was as important as the Sect.

With these simple words, everyone looking at Shen Jianting was filled with relief and approval, His sincerity alone justified the many years the Sect had devotedly cultivated him.

Xu Fan’s gaze upon Shen Jianting softened further, and he shook his head with a smile, saying, “It’s too late now.

Had these seven Divine Swords never left the Sword Tomb, it would have been fine, and the black mist and evil aura would have been eternally suppressed.”

“As it stands, the black mist and evil aura have already absorbed the evil aura of other swords in the tomb, turning into a great force; merely these seven swords are now useless against it.”

Shen Jianting immediately grew nervous again, urgently asking, “Brother Xu, do you have a solution?”

Xu Fan confidently and calmly patted Shen Jianting’s shoulder, saying, “Of course, otherwise why would I have made this trip?”

Shen Jianting immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, Brother Xu always has a way!

Since their first encounter at the Northern Border Ruins, he had developed a blind admiration for Xu Fan, believing there was hardly anything Xu Fan couldn’t fix in this world!

Shen Yisen was also pleased, but still somewhat puzzled and doubtful, he gazed intently at Xu Fan and asked, “Young Xu Fan, may I boldly ask why you chose to help us?”

He was no naive youngster; he didn’t believe in pie falling from the sky.