Chapter 423: Iron Sword Sovereign Takes Action, Mang Dian
"Sword Sovereign!"
As he looked at the small old man in midair, radiating powerful sword energy, Mo Yu's silver eyes narrowed, and his mind became instantly alert.
Unlike the Swordsmith Master, who, although prestigious in the Western Region, was not known for his combat abilities, the Sword Sovereign of the Myriad Sword Pavilion was a different story altogether.
The Four Great Pavilions dominated their respective regions in Central Continent, each one a powerhouse. The Myriad Sword Pavilion, as the dominant force in the Western Region, held immense fame. As its leader, the Sword Sovereign was extremely powerful and known for his unmatched sword techniques. He was hailed as the "First Sword of the Western Region."
Even among the Four Great Pavilion Masters, the Sword Sovereign was a terrifying presence. Even the Wind Sovereign, famous for many years, dared not directly face his sword techniques.
Moreover, besides the Sword Sovereign, the powerful elders of the Myriad Sword Pavilion, including the four renowned Guardian Elders, had all come. Such a powerful force, if unleashed in the Western Region, would bring death and destruction to almost any force, save for perhaps the Golden War Horse Clan or a few other top-tier powers.
"Sword Sovereign, Mo Yu is now an honorary elder of the Weapon Alliance. If you lay a hand on him, are you declaring war against our Weapon Alliance?" Old Bing's face darkened as he spoke, glaring at the Sword Sovereign.
This was Ten Thousand Weapons City, the territory of the Weapon Alliance, and the Myriad Sword Pavilion's attempt to capture Mo Yu here was a blatant disregard for Old Bing's authority.
Even Lady Cai Ya and the other elders of the Weapon Alliance scowled. While they might not interfere in the internal dispute between Old Bing and the Swordsmith Master, external interference was a different matter entirely.
No matter how loose the structure of the Weapon Alliance might be, it was still a significant power and would never tolerate being trampled upon.
"Old Bing, you're mistaken. The one Mo Yu killed was not just the Swordsmith Master's disciple but also the deputy head of our Myriad Sword Pavilion's Weapon Forging Hall, Sun Wuji. I am not here to disrespect the Weapon Alliance, but this is a serious matter, and your Alliance must give me an explanation. However, if Mo Yu comes with me to the Myriad Sword Pavilion, I guarantee his life will be spared," the Sword Sovereign responded calmly, his gaze flickering as it landed on Mo Yu.
Hearing this, Mo Yu's heart sank. It was clear the Sword Sovereign wanted to bring him back to the Myriad Sword Pavilion, but not for noble reasons.
As the champion of the weapon-forging tournament, Mo Yu was no longer just a rising star. He was now an eighth-tier weapon forger, someone who even Dou Zun (Battle Venerate) experts would respect. It was clear the Sword Sovereign saw his value. If Mo Yu followed him back, even if his life wasn't in danger, he would likely become nothing more than a tool for forging weapons.
The Sword Sovereign's words, however, eased the tension between the Myriad Sword Pavilion and the Weapon Alliance. After exchanging glances, Lady Cai Ya and the other high-ranking members decided not to get involved further. Although the tournament champion automatically became an honorary elder of the Weapon Alliance, Mo Yu was still young, and they didn't feel compelled to protect him at great personal cost.
Mo Yu wasn't surprised. He hadn't expected much help from the Weapon Alliance. Having Old Bing handle the Swordsmith Master was already more than he'd hoped for.
With the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear in hand, Mo Yu's spirits soared as he leaped into the sky, stopping a short distance away from the Sword Sovereign and his followers under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
"You must be the Sword Sovereign. I didn't expect such a powerful figure to go to such lengths for a junior like me," Mo Yu said with a mocking smile.
The Sword Sovereign's expression remained unchanged. He glanced up and down at Mo Yu, his gaze finally stopping on the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear in Mo Yu's hand, a flash of light flickering in his old eyes.
With an unfathomable expression, the Sword Sovereign spoke calmly, "I didn't expect to encounter such a monstrous talent in Central Continent. No wonder even Black Sword suffered at your hands. You killed Sun Wuji, so you must give the Myriad Sword Pavilion an explanation. Come with me, or I will have to take you by force."
Mo Yu smiled faintly and replied indifferently, "No, I'm afraid the Myriad Sword Pavilion isn't strong enough to take me."
"Hmph, you brat! You think that Dou Zong (Battle Sect) underling of yours can protect you?" sneered the Black Sword Elder behind the Sword Sovereign, his tone full of contempt.
The Myriad Sword Pavilion had assembled its top fighters. Even if Mo Yu had ten Dou Zong-level subordinates, they wouldn't be able to escape.
"Mo Yu, run!" Lan Yingying's anxious voice called out from below. The Myriad Sword Pavilion's power was too overwhelming, and even if Old Bing could hold off the Swordsmith Master, Mo Yu would have no chance of survival against the Myriad Sword Pavilion.
Mo Yu shook his head slowly. Ten Thousand Weapons City was already enveloped in a sword net; escaping was impossible. His only hope lay in fighting with everything he had.
Moreover, his eyes gazed off into the distance, landing on a figure in the audience—a black-robed, solemn-looking old man.
This man was none other than the Iron Sword Sovereign, whom Mo Yu had met a few days earlier at the weapon forgers' market!
After repairing the Iron Sword Sovereign's heavy sword, Mo Yu had not had the chance to return it due to the tournament. To his surprise, the Iron Sword Sovereign had also come to watch the tournament.
In front of the crowd, Mo Yu suddenly cupped his fists and called out, "Iron Sword Sovereign, do you still remember the agreement between us?"
The Iron Sword Sovereign was startled, then seemed to remember something. "Of course, I remember. But first, you must fulfill your end of the bargain."
The Iron Sword Sovereign didn't know Mo Yu before, and they had only made a deal. Since it had only been a few days, he doubted that Mo Yu had managed to repair his sword. So naturally, he wouldn't risk offending the Myriad Sword Pavilion for Mo Yu, despite his lack of fear.
Mo Yu smiled confidently. He removed a ring from his finger and tossed it to the Iron Sword Sovereign.
Because the heavy sword contained sharp killing energy, Mo Yu had not stored it in his beast ring but instead in a separate storage ring.
Seeing Mo Yu's confident demeanor, the Iron Sword Sovereign was taken aback. He caught the ring and, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, opened his palm to reveal a complete, fearsome heavy sword radiating a sharp aura.
As the Iron Sword Sovereign laid eyes on the fully restored sword, the sternness on his face faded, replaced by a rare expression of joy.
In that moment, the Iron Sword Sovereign stood frozen like a statue, his eyes gleaming with delight as a storm of terrifying sword energy swirled around him.
Although he didn't say a word, it was clear to everyone how overwhelmed with emotion he was.
After what seemed like an eternity, the Iron Sword Sovereign finally relaxed, gently stroking the sword. Then, with a voice as sharp as thunder, he declared:
"Mo Yu is under my protection. No one may touch him!"
His calm words echoed across the sky, carrying a weight that caused the very air to freeze. The significance of a Dou Zun expert's words was crystal clear to everyone on the Dou Qi continent.
At the edge of the platform, Ren Yingying stared at Mo Yu in shock, her mouth slightly agape.
She had been aware of the agreement between Mo Yu and the Iron Sword Sovereign, but she had assumed it was just an attempt on Mo Yu's part. She had never expected Mo Yu to actually repair the heavy sword.
Then again, given that Mo Yu had won the championship, nothing seemed impossible for him anymore.
The atmosphere was thick with tension, even the stormy clouds in the sky beginning to calm down.
The Sword Sovereign and his group slowly came to their senses. Turning, the Sword Sovereign's sharp gaze locked onto the Iron Sword Sovereign, his voice carrying a hint of anger.
"Iron Sword Sovereign, what are you doing?"
"Hmph! You'd better think carefully before you try to protect Mo Yu!" the Swordsmith Master added, his old eyes narrowing as he saw the heavy sword.
He had known about the Iron Sword Sovereign's damaged weapon and had warned other forgers not to help repair it. Yet now, the sword was restored, and it was clear to everyone that a deal had been made between Mo Yu and the Iron Sword Sovereign.
"Damn brat, he must be eliminated!"
The Swordsmith Master knew about the Iron Sword Sovereign's sword, which was as powerful as an ordinary eighth-tier spirit weapon. He himself hadn't been able to repair it, but Mo Yu had succeeded.
Rubbing the heavy sword, the Iron Sword Sovereign glanced at Mo Yu and said, "Thank you."
Without waiting for Mo Yu to respond, he turned toward the Sword Sovereign in the sky, his expression solemn.
"Apologies, Sword Sovereign. While I may be willing to compromise on other matters, I cannot allow the Myriad Sword Pavilion to touch Mo Yu today."
Hearing this, Mo Yu let out a sigh of relief. Although he trusted the Iron Sword Sovereign, he couldn't help but worry about the confrontation with the Myriad Sword Pavilion. But now, the Iron Sword Sovereign had come through for him.
"Thank you for your help, Iron Sword Sovereign," Mo Yu said, bowing respectfully.
"No need to thank me. Our agreement was that I would help you twice, and I assume this is the first time. As such, I will not go back on my word," the Iron Sword Sovereign replied, leaping to stand in front of Mo Yu, his face expressionless.
Despite the Iron Sword Sovereign's usual sternness, Mo Yu smiled, appreciating his reliability.
"Sword Sovereign, are you really going to stand in my way?" The Sword Sovereign's face darkened, his voice icy.
Although the Iron Sword Sovereign was a loner, he was still a Dou Zun expert. With him standing on Mo Yu's side, the Sword Sovereign felt momentarily unsettled.
"Enough talk. Either leave, and we'll part ways peacefully, or stay and face me. Let's see if you truly live up to your title as the Western Region's First Sword," the Iron Sword Sovereign responded coldly.
A flicker of anger flashed in the Sword Sovereign's eyes. "Iron Sword Sovereign, do you think you alone can stop the Myriad Sword Pavilion?"
"Whether I succeed or not doesn't matter. I will have no regrets," replied the Iron Sword Sovereign calmly.
Glancing at the large force behind the Sword Sovereign, the Iron Sword Sovereign frowned and whispered to Mo Yu, "The Sword Sovereign is one of the top powers in Central Continent. I can hold him off, but as for the others, I can't help you."
Mo Yu smiled and reassured him, "Don't worry. Thank you for helping me already."
The Iron Sword Sovereign was surprised by Mo Yu's calmness. After all, aside from the Sword Sovereign, the four Guardian Elders of the Myriad Sword Pavilion were formidable. Together, even he couldn't defeat them easily.
But Mo Yu discreetly reached for a jade token hidden on his chest. He knew he couldn't face the Myriad Sword Pavilion alone, but if things took a turn for the worse, he could only rely on the old chief of the Golden War Horse Clan.
Just as Mo Yu was preparing for the worst, the four Guardian Elders of the Myriad Sword Pavilion leaped into the air with their swords, locking onto him. Dozens of cold blades gleamed as they aimed at Mo Yu.
Old Bing and the Iron Sword Sovereign moved to help, but the Swordsmith Master and Sword Sovereign blocked them.
"You're going to die here today, you brat!" sneered the Black Sword Elder, his voice dripping with malice as the Guardian Elders and other warriors of the Myriad Sword Pavilion surrounded Mo Yu like a pack of wolves.
Mo Yu's heart sank. His strength had grown, but he was no match for such overwhelming odds. The Myriad Sword Pavilion's actions were truly ruthless.
Just as Mo Yu was about to call upon the Golden War Horse Clan's help, a dozen black shadows suddenly flashed across the sky, accompanied by the stench of blood. They flew toward the arena like a violent storm.
As the shadows drew closer, Mo Yu realized they were giant thunder beasts, each with four limbs, wings, and sharp horns.
These thunder beasts seemed to ignore the sword net, flying directly over the square.
On the backs of these thunder beasts stood several figures clad in dark robes, their powerful auras rippling across the air.
The sudden arrival of this mysterious force brought the entire crowd to silence, even causing the Sword Sovereign to frown.
These people had broken through his sword net with ease.
At the head of the group stood a handsome man holding a simple black command token. The token emitted a silver light that pointed toward Mo Yu on the platform.
The man looked at Mo Yu and was momentarily stunned. Then, he quickly waved to his followers, and a dozen people descended from the thunder beasts to land before Mo Yu.
The crowd, puzzled by this strange scene, wondered if Mo Yu had offended yet another force, now coming to arrest him.
But before they could make sense of it, the next moment left them all in shock.
Led by the handsome man, the mysterious group moved toward Mo Yu with deep reverence, bowing as though in the presence of a superior.
"Black Thunder Banner Captain Mang Dian greets Commander!"
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