Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1082: Seven Swords

A colossal fissure at the mountain's base immediately seized my attention, revealing a colossal, half-ethereal dragon within.

This immense dragon exuded a divine aura that ascended to the heavens, radiating a terrifying void power.

Seven formidable figures stood encircling it, among whom they could discern only Supreme Seven Kills.

"These individuals possess such strength; could they be the other Supremes that Supreme Seven Kills mentioned?"

A shiver coursed through the Supreme Ancestor. He promptly stood up.

Just as he was about to prostrate himself, a familiar figure clad in white garments caught his gaze.

"Isn't that the Sword Cultivator?"

"What is he doing in this place?"

A cascade of questions overwhelmed the Supreme Ancestor's mind.

"You two, why are you dawdling? Hasten to pay your respects to the senior!"

Supreme Seven Kills commanded with a cold tone.

The Supreme Ancestor and the middle-aged man, appearing quite flustered, dropped to their knees with a resounding thud, bowing towards the direction of the seven Supremes.

"Greetings, esteemed seniors!"

They bellowed in unison.

Witnessing this spectacle, the expressions of Red Dust Supreme and his companions darkened considerably.

These two insignificant beings clearly lacked foresight.

The true senior was present right there, yet they directed their greetings elsewhere, effectively putting them in an awkward position.

In the presence of Ye Yun, Red Dust Supreme and the others were compelled to suppress their irritation, maintaining their composure while shooting glares.

Supreme Seven Kills, however, found it unbearable, especially since these were his subordinates.

He unleashed a swift slap.

With a series of rapid strikes, he struck both of them.

The Supreme Ancestor and the middle-aged man each received a stinging slap.

This blow was not delivered with significant force, just enough to redden and swell both of their faces.

"You imbeciles, the senior is standing right here! Do not mistake your elders, apologize at once!"

Supreme Seven Kills snarled, his fury evident as he berated their sheer stupidity.

A senior?

The Supreme Ancestor looked up in bewilderment, his eyes scanning his surroundings.

Aside from the seven Supremes, only that young man dressed in white was present.

Could it possibly be...

The senior that Supreme Seven Kills was referring to was this very individual?

"How can this be?"

A thunderous query erupted within the Supreme Ancestor's mind.

How could this young man in white possibly possess greater power than the seven Supremes?

"Supreme Seven Kills, is the Supreme Ancestor of your Sect of Seven Kills an utter fool?"

Ye Yun chuckled heartily as he observed the unfolding events.

Upon hearing this.

Supreme Seven Kills felt an intense urge to vanish. At this juncture, he had no choice but to resolve the situation.

"Senior, what purpose does keeping such worthless beings serve? I shall eliminate him immediately!"

Declaring this, Supreme Seven Kills raised his hand, preparing to strike the Supreme Ancestor's face.

"Never mind, a minor creature like that, its life or death is of no consequence. Perhaps keeping it might prove useful later!"

Ye Yun casually gestured with his hand.

Supreme Seven Kills' hand halted mid-swing, and he promptly retracted it.

"Yes, senior."

Supreme Seven Kills responded with unwavering obedience.

Witnessing the exchange between Supreme Seven Kills and Ye Yun, the Supreme Ancestor and the middle-aged man were utterly stunned.

The entire scene felt profoundly surreal.

The young man in white clearly held a position of greater standing than Supreme Seven Kills.

Slap!

The Supreme Ancestor abruptly slapped himself, causing the other side of his face to swell as well.

He hastily wiped away his tears and declared with a tone of guilt: "Senior, this incident bears no relation to Supreme Seven Kills; it is entirely due to my own lack of perception. I beseech your punishment!"

The middle-aged man beside him, observing the Supreme Ancestor's actions, quickly followed suit.

After voicing their pleas, they continued to kowtow and offer apologies.

"There is no need for such theatrics; these meager displays are utterly useless in my sight..."

Ye Yun smiled faintly. "Rise. Had I truly desired your demise, you would have ceased to exist by now."

"Thank you, senior, for showing us mercy!"

"Thank you, senior..."

Both men scrambled to their feet, continuously dabbing at their eyes.

A sense of relief washed over them; that moment had been truly terrifying, perched on the absolute precipice of death.

Now, they had narrowly averted disaster.

"Henceforth, the entirety of the Sect of Seven Kills shall adhere to the senior's commands, understood?"

Supreme Seven Kills stated sternly, standing beside them.

"Understood, utterly understood!"

They nodded their heads vigorously.

"Release them now!"

Ye Yun turned his gaze towards the Taixu Ancient Dragon within the fissure and spoke in a calm voice.

Supreme Seven Kills unfurled his large sleeve, swiftly whisking the two individuals away.

The seven Supremes remained standing silently beside Ye Yun, refraining from any casual conversation.

At that precise moment, one of the Taixu Ancient Dragon's eyes abruptly moved.

Subsequently, its claws also began to stir.

"Master, I have gained control of the main body's remains!"

The Taixu Ancient Dragon's voice resonated.

"Excellent."

Ye Yun nodded, a smile gracing his lips.

Originating from the same source as the primary being.

This avatar's command over the Taixu Ancient Dragon's main body was proving to be a relatively straightforward endeavor.

After a duration, the Taixu Ancient Dragon completely took hold of the borrowed body. Its form ascended, then rapidly contracted, ultimately reforming into a young man who alighted before Ye Yun.

"Greetings, Master..." The Taixu Ancient Dragon knelt, its voice laced with deep respect.

"Rise." Ye Yun gestured with his hand.

The Taixu Ancient Dragon’s body was now complete, though the original missing segments were lost to time. Attempting to locate them now would likely prove an unnecessary effort.

"Very well, you shall first enter this small world to cultivate..." Ye Yun produced a verdant bead, his voice gentle.

"As you command!" The Taixu Ancient Dragon responded with haste.

It transpired that after its encounter with the Ancestor Dragon on the Cangnan Continent, the dragon had been cultivating within this very green bead. The sensation of returning to the bead after reclaiming its dragon form felt profoundly familiar.

A flash of green light enveloped the young man. The Taixu Ancient Dragon vanished, and Ye Yun pocketed the bead, turning his attention to the seven Supremes present. A contemplative expression settled upon his features.

Red Dust Supreme’s theories suggested that the Nine-tailed Divine Dragon had been absent from the Divine Land for considerable time. Was it in seclusion, or in hiding?

Suddenly, the words "Holy Kirin Continent" surfaced in Ye Yun’s mind. If Dragon Xuan had journeyed there, it was plausible the Nine-tailed Divine Dragon might have followed suit.

"It appears a visit to the Holy Kirin Continent is in order sometime soon," Ye Yun mused internally.

Having reached a decision, Ye Yun addressed the seven Supremes. "Continue your vigil here. Should any news regarding the Nine-tailed Divine Dragon emerge, report it to me without delay..."

"Yes, Senior!" The seven Supremes responded in unison.

Ye Yun flicked his Heaven-Slaying Sword, causing seven distinct streams of Sword Qi to materialize in the air, solidifying into seven miniature swords. "These seven swords are forged from the Sword Qi of my Heaven-Slaying Sword. Should you venture forth in my stead, place these swords above your heads, and the Heavenly Dao shall refrain from molesting you..."

Ye Yun chuckled softly. His expression then shifted, a cold glint in his eyes, and he let out a chilling laugh. "Should the Heavenly Dao prove foolish and attempt to interfere, I shall personally intervene to impart a lesson!"

With that declaration, Ye Yun waved his hand, and the seven miniature swords drifted towards the seven Supremes.

"Thank you, Senior!" The seven Supremes accepted the miniature swords, their hearts swelling with emotion, eyes betraying their deep gratitude.

These seemingly simple blades were, in their perception, potent talismans, genuine keys to escape any predicament.

From this day forward, when they ventured out bearing these swords, the Heavenly Dao would no longer dare to trouble them.

Having endured near an entire era of oppression within the Valley of Sky Burial, the pent-up frustration of the seven Supremes was immense.

After receiving the seven miniature swords, Ye Yun departed with graceful ease.

Clutching his miniature sword, Red Dust Supreme spoke slowly, "This blade is extraordinary. We must exercise caution when venturing out, lest some ancient immortal, superior in power to ourselves, attempts to seize it!"

"Indeed!" The other six Supremes solemnly concurred, their faces etched with agreement.