Chapter 1239: Chapter 1239: What does 15 represent?

However, just as Zhu Ye was flying towards where Yang Xiaotian was, suddenly, a huge explosion sounded, as if the sea surface was blasted by a tremendous force, countless Flying Swords erupted from every corner of the Heavenly Dao City.

They shot into the high skies.

While Zhu Ye was shocked, all the Flying Swords in the high skies suddenly plummeted towards the outskirts of Heavenly Dao City like a meteor shower, bombarding fiercely.

Seeing this, Zhu Ye hurried towards the outskirts of Heavenly Dao City.

Not only Zhu Ye, countless figures surged out from Heavenly Dao City, including the Demon Clan’s Bai Bufan, all flying towards the outskirts of the city.

When everyone burst out of Heavenly Dao City, they saw the myriad Flying Swords bombard and pierce through a mountain outside the Desert of Heavenly Dao City.

Creating hole after hole.

Dust billowed.

After the dust settled, they saw these densely packed holes form two characters.

“Fifteen!”

Fifteen?

Everyone who saw these two characters was filled with confusion, not understanding what the fifteen represented.

Meanwhile, Emperor Fenlei and the Myriad Dao Sword Venerable also saw the sky filled with Flying Swords and were puzzled; originally, they suspected it might have been the work of the disciple Yang Xiaotian, but they couldn’t sense any fluctuations of Sword Force from Yang Xiaotian.

The two did not think much of it and continued to lead Yang Xiaotian and the group towards the residence in Long Manor.

After a good while.

“We’re here.” Emperor Fenlei and the Myriad Dao Sword Venerable, along with Yang Xiaotian and others, arrived in front of a residence.

The residence wasn’t large, looking very ordinary, and its location wasn’t great, at the end of the street.

Emperor Fenlei unlocked the residence’s Restrictions and entered with the group.

From the outside, the residence seemed ordinary, but once inside, it was filled with abundant Spiritual Energy, and the Spirit Stones and materials used were of very high quality.

Subsequently, everyone found rooms to settle down in.

Yang Xiaotian asked the Sword Prison King and others to help him inquire about news related to the Sword Abyss.

The night was tranquil, as Yang Xiaotian cultivated in the yard, Zhu Ye returned to the City Lord’s Mansion of Heavenly Dao City, standing before the City Lord Fan Lin, reporting what had happened that day.

“Fifteen?” Listening to Zhu Ye’s report, Fan Lin’s face was also full of doubt, unable to comprehend what the fifteen represented.

The one who activated the Sword Force to control the myriad Flying Swords and blast out the two characters “fifteen” surely did not do so arbitrarily.

However, no matter how the two of them thought, they couldn’t figure out the meaning of the fifteen.

An uneventful night passed.

The next day dawned.

Meng Bingxue brought a box of pastries to Yang Xiaotian, smiling and said, “Young Master, try these, I made these snowflake pastries.”

Hearing that Meng Bingxue made the pastries, Yang Xiaotian smiled and said, “Then I must try them properly.” He then picked up a piece, put it into his mouth — the pastry was like snow, melting as soon as it touched his tongue, with a hint of coolness and a lingering fragrance in his mouth, a wonderful texture, and extremely delicious.

“Delicious.” Yang Xiaotian smiled.

Meng Bingxue, who was initially tense, finally laughed.

“Ms. Meng, please have a seat and eat as well.” Yang Xiaotian said with a smile.

Meng Bingxue sat down as told.

As the two enjoyed the snowflake pastries, chatting and laughing, the Sword Prison King, Li Zhi, and a few others walked in from outside.

Yesterday, Yang Xiaotian had asked a few people to inquire about the Sword Abyss, and they had already found out the information, coming to report to Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian saw the Sword Prison King and a few others come in and smiled, “Old Sword, you’re here. These snowflake pastries were made by Ms. Meng. You should try them too.”

The Sword Prison King and his entourage could smell the fragrance of the pastries from afar, but upon hearing they were made by Ms. Meng, they understood they were made for their young master, and none of them dared to step forward to try.

“Young master, we’ve already eaten outside just now,” the Sword Prison King and his men all hurriedly waved their hands and smiled. Then, the Sword Prison King said, “Young master, you asked us to inquire about the Sword Abyss, and we have gathered some information.”

“The Sword Abyss isn’t far from Heavenly Dao City. Leave the city and head straight north, and you should arrive in about a day.”

Then, the men reported to Yang Xiaotian other details concerning the Sword Abyss.

Because the Sword Abyss contains countless Divine Swords and various Sword Steles, strong figures from all sides have flocked to the Sword Abyss to comprehend the Sword Dao, some hoping to acquire Divine Swords and Sword Steles from within.

“However, although there is a Heavenly Dao Sword Stele in the Sword Abyss, such Sword Steles are usually at the bottom of the Sword Abyss, and nobody can actually get them,” the Sword Prison King shook his head.

“Nobody can get them?” Yang Xiaotian asked.

“Not that no one can,” Li Zhi hastily said. “Legend has it that the first-generation Lord of the Dao Domain once obtained a piece of Heavenly Dao Sword Stele within the Sword Abyss. But after the Lord of the Dao Domain, no one has been able to acquire the Heavenly Dao Sword Stele within the Sword Abyss.”

“Because the Sword Qi inside the Sword Abyss is too terrifying, nobody can reach the bottom of the Sword Abyss.”

“Many Divine Monarchs can only stay on the edge of the Sword Abyss; they can’t even step into it.”

“Moreover, the Sword Abyss is very dangerous. If there is a sword tide, not to mention a Dominator, even a Dao-Confirming being could be severely injured or even perish.”

Li Zhi said this with a somber countenance.

“Does this sword tide have any cycle or pattern?” Yang Xiaotian couldn’t help asking.

“There are no cycles or patterns,” Li Zhi shook his head. “Sometimes it occurs once in a hundred years, sometimes once in ten years, and sometimes even several times within a few years.”

“However, it’s been over three hundred years since the last sword tide. Some speculate that a sword tide is bound to occur in the next few years.”

Upon saying this, Li Zhi hesitated, “Young master, why don’t you wait until after the sword tide is over before going?”

After all, a sword tide is certain to happen in the next few years, and it could happen at any time. Going now, in the face of an imminent sword tide, is too dangerous.

Yang Xiaotian shook his head, “No need.”

No one knows when the sword tide will come, and now there are less than seven years left before the struggle for supremacy over the Dao Domain. Even at the risk of danger, he must go.

So, Yang Xiaotian decided to set off for the Sword Abyss today.

To see if he could obtain the Heavenly Dao Sword Stele within the Sword Abyss.

“Young master, should we wait for the two adults to return?” The Sword Prison King, upon learning that Yang Xiaotian was going to head for the Sword Abyss shortly, couldn’t help saying.

Last night, Emperor Fenlei and Myriad Dao Sword Venerable went out and have not returned yet.

They both said they would be back in a few days.

“No need to wait.” Yang Xiaotian shook his head.

After finishing the pastries, Yang Xiaotian, along with Meng Bingxue and several men from the Sword Prison, left the north gate of Heavenly Dao City and flew towards the Sword Abyss.

A day later, Yang Xiaotian and his companions arrived at the Sword Abyss.

From afar, a gigantic chasm appeared on the desert land ahead, an abyss that stretched across the land for an unknown number of miles, with no end or opposite side in sight.

Above the abyss, the sword waves churned incessantly.

Sword waves, comprised entirely of condensed Sword Qi, filled every inch of space in the Sword Abyss.

Even from a great distance, Yang Xiaotian could feel the terror of the Sword Qi.

And on the banks of the Sword Abyss stood a crowd as dense as ants, for despite the possibility of a sword tide in the next few years, there were still many from the great Families and Sect Disciples who came to the Sword Abyss.

The Sword Abyss was of unknown length, but the banks were already packed with no gap to be found.

As Yang Xiaotian was flying towards the Sword Abyss, Bai Bufan and strong figures of the Demon Clan were also flying towards the Sword Abyss.