Seeking The Flying Sword Path Novels & Stories

After the return of Imperator Ding, all the martial arts masters in the Heaven Path world were immersed in the wonderful memories and descriptions of the duel that day. However, in addition to talking about the situation on that day, the martial arts masters of the Heaven Path world were also very busy recently. They were trying very hard to find one thing, the Sky-fleeing Stone Key. The story started after Ding Hao and the others returned to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. ... In the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. In the main hall, the high-level elders of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect were already waiting there. The original plan of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect was to make a strategic plan

Now, empowered by their unity and unwavering faith in their cause, they stood strong against the dark forces that threatened their world. As the troops awaited Troops' signal, the sky above them erupted at once with ear-piercing screeches and the ominous silhouettes of giant flyers from the Werewolves' aerial troops. The flyers unleashed a dire barrage of fireballs, raining them down upon Aria's and Lyra's troops.

I felt hopeless until I remembered Darkill and how Veylor had taught me to fly using my sword. I stared up at it, squinting through the rising miasma. It was lodged so far into the rock that climbing would be impossible. The surface was too sharp and the slope too steep. A small, determined smile curved my lips. “Then I’ll just have to do it my way.” I reached into my necklace space and summoned Darkill. The sword materialized in my hand, its dark blade humming softly, reacting to my energy. I pressed my foot lightly on the flat of the blade and whispered, “Take me up.”

Magnus pointed to a vast green region marked on the map. “The Whispering Forest.” “It stretches across three territories.” “No army has ever conquered it.” Liam adjusted his glasses. “Because the forest itself is alive.” Several elders nodded. “The trees move.” “The paths change.” “And those with darkness in their hearts become hopelessly lost.” I frowned. “So how are we supposed to find the Sword of Eclipse?” Everyone looked at me. “The forest will reveal the path only to the Heart’s Chosen,” Alden answered. “In other words...” Wesley finished quietly.

I gave him some time to answer but when he did not, I carried on “If I share what I have with you, do you at least promise to not see me as a clown who just wants to waste your time?” King Xanthanius then leans on the table, his back to the outside door while his torso was turned in my direction “very well” I took a deep breath and released it before I spoke. “I think that sword belonged to your father. An information you might already know” “Yes. It was made on request for him” he replied. He was admitting. This could lead somewhere. “I knew this because of a dream” “A dream?” Now there’s the awkward stare. “Yes, a dream. Ever since the night the castle and I were attacked, I started having

Lixien didn’t give a glance to Leen and continued examining the sword. If it’s from seven mountains, then this must be the ‘Flaming Red Fire of Lava’. It was a sword that everyone is obsessed with. It’s a sword that chooses his master. It also can talk from others' descriptions. She squinted her eyes. Why is Vailn giving her such a precious gift? She snapped her fingers and blinked. Her brows were slightly frowned as she was understanding why he was being too considerate or was it not considerate?