After becoming rich overnight, I handed over the system.

Chapter 475 Heavenly Crystal Sword

“That’s not all,” Ye Shou shook his head. “The Xuan Tian Seal is the key to opening the ‘Gate of the Nine Netherworlds.’ Legend has it that behind the gate lies a terrifying power, enough to overturn the entire martial arts world. Ye Youming desires to open it and realize his ambition to dominate the martial arts world.”

Liu Wushuang suddenly thought of something: "What about Yu Canghai..."

"They're nothing but Ye Youming's dog," Ye Shou sneered. "The Qingcheng Sect may seem powerful, but in reality, it has long been infiltrated and controlled by the Youming Sect."

Lin Han walked to the jade box and reached out to touch the Xuan Tian Seal. The seal was warm to the touch, and the star map on it seemed to be slowly rotating. He could feel the immense energy contained within it, as well as its resonance with his own bloodline.

“Uncle Ye, Wu Shuang,” he turned around, his eyes resolute, “we must stop Ye Youming, not only for revenge, but also for the safety of the martial world.”

Ye Shou knelt and bowed, saying, "This old servant is willing to follow the young master, even unto death!"

Liu Wushuang grasped Lin Han's hand: "To live and die together."

Just then, the entire cavern suddenly shook! The luminous pearl on the ceiling swayed precariously, and the books on the shelves fell one after another.

"Not good!" Ye Shou's expression changed drastically. "The Netherworld Sect is forcibly breaking down the gate! The bronze gate won't hold for long!"

Lin Han put the Xuan Tian Seal into his robes and drew his twin swords: "Then let them come. The shame of the Xuan Tian Sect should be washed away with blood!"

The tremors grew increasingly violent, and a tremendous crashing sound came from the direction of the bronze door. The Netherworld Cult had clearly deployed some kind of heavy machinery, determined to break down the door.

Liu Wushuang pointed her slender sword diagonally: "After the gate is breached, a fierce battle is inevitable. We need to seize the advantage of terrain."

Ye Shou nodded: "There are several mechanisms we can use in the secret treasure. Follow me!"

The three quickly set up a defensive line.

Lin Han felt the warmth emanating from the Xuan Tian Seal in his arms, as well as the surging power within his body.

He knew that the decisive battle was about to begin.

The bronze door shattered with a deafening roar!

Stones flew everywhere, dust filled the air, and the Netherworld Cult members surged in like a tide.

The leader, a man in a gold-threaded mask, was holding a strangely shaped heavy hammer, clearly the weapon used to break down the door.

"Search! Find the Xuan Tian Seal!" he hissed, his eyes beneath the mask gleaming with greed.

The Netherworld Cult members scattered, roughly flipping through the books on the shelves and overturning the displayed weapons, like a locust swarm passing through.

But they soon discovered that the cavern was far more complex than it appeared—the passageways between the bookshelves seemed to shift automatically, making it easy to lose one's way without realizing it.

"A mere trick." The man in the gold-threaded mask sneered, taking out a compass-shaped object from his robes.

The pointer spun wildly, finally pointing deep into the cavern. "Over there!"

Just then, the entire cavern suddenly shook violently!

The bookshelf slowly sank into the ground, replaced by stone pillars rising from below, each with an ancient sword stuck in it.

The sword was covered in rust, yet it exuded a chilling aura.

"Sword Tomb..." Ye Shou's voice came from the shadows, "The swords of the past sect leaders of the Xuantian Sect rest here. Those who desecrate them, die!"

Before the words were even finished, the ancient swords on the stone pillars hummed simultaneously, and countless sword energies crisscrossed, forming a deadly net.

Several Netherworld Cult members who rushed too fast were instantly shredded by the sword energy, without even having time to scream.

The man in the gold-threaded mask hurriedly retreated: "Form a defensive formation!"

The Netherworld Cult members quickly formed a circular formation, using their weapons to block the sword energy.

But the power of the ancient sword was beyond imagination; their weapons broke one after another, and their formation was on the verge of collapse.

"Useless!" A cold voice suddenly came from the broken doorway.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time and saw a man in black robes slowly walking in.

He wore a half-bronze mask, and the lower half of his face, which was exposed, looked remarkably similar to Ye Qingchen in the portrait.

A scar below his right eye added to his sinister air.

"Master!" The man in the gold-threaded mask hurriedly knelt down.

Ye Youming—the leader of the Netherworld Cult—sweeped his gaze across the Sword Tomb, finally settling on the direction where Lin Han was hiding: "Nephew, aren't you going to show yourself now that you've seen your uncle?"

Lin Han emerged from behind the stone pillar, twin swords in hand: "You are not worthy to call me nephew!"

Ye Youming chuckled, his voice carrying a strange resonance: "We are connected by blood; how can you say we're not worthy?"

He slowly removed his mask, revealing a face almost identical to Ye Qingchen's, but with a sinister and icy gaze. "Look closely, your father and I are twin brothers; you share the same blood!"

Liu Wushuang gasped, while Ye Shouze gritted his teeth: "Ye Youming, you traitor to the sect, how dare you mention bloodlines!"

Ye Youming ignored them, focusing only on Lin Han: "Hand over the Profound Heaven Seal, and I might spare your life. I might even... teach you the true Nine Revolutions of the Profound Heaven."

He stretched out his hand, black energy emanating from his palm. "Your father only taught you the basics, while I have mastered the complete power."

Lin Han felt the Xuan Tian Seal in his arms getting slightly hot, creating a strange resonance with Ye Youming's aura.

What alarmed him even more was that the Xuan Tian Nine Revolutions internal energy within his body began to circulate involuntarily, as if it had been summoned.

"Don't be bewitched by him!" Ye Shou shouted, "His evil Netherworld arts will corrupt your bloodline!"

Ye Youming's eyes turned cold: "You old servant, you're courting death!"

He casually waved his hand, and a black aura shot towards Ye Shou like an arrow.

Lin Han instinctively crossed his two swords to parry.

The black energy collided with the sword, producing a piercing tearing sound.

To everyone's shock, black energy also appeared on Lin Han's sword, just like Ye Youming's power!

"See?" Ye Youming laughed smugly, "We are originally from the same source. The Nine Revolutions of the Profound Heaven and the Netherworld Evil Art are like light and shadow, two sides of the same coin."

Lin Han felt nauseous.

He could feel Ye Youming's power calling upon something within him, something dark and powerful...

"Calm your mind!" Liu Wushuang placed her hand on his back, a cool internal force flowing into him. "He's using a mind-controlling technique!"

Lin Han suddenly awoke, flame patterns appearing on his forehead, dispelling the discomfort within him: "Don't try to deceive me!"

Ye Youming's face darkened: "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!" He moved swiftly, appearing in front of Lin Han like a ghost, and struck out with a palm!

This seemingly slow palm strike effectively blocked all angles of evasion.

Lin Han drew both swords simultaneously, unleashing the killing move "Nine Stars in a Row" from the Xuan Tian Nine Revolutions technique.

Nine sword lights shot towards Ye Youming like meteors, but were completely swallowed up by his protective black aura.

"A futile struggle." Ye Youming's palm pierced through the sword light and struck Lin Han's chest.

Just then, a sudden change occurred! The Xuan Tian Pure Spring beside them suddenly boiled, and the spring water turned into a strange purplish-black color.

It turns out that when a member of the Netherworld Cult was killed, his poisonous blood splashed into the spring!

"boom--!"

The spring water burst open, and an ancient sword wrapped in a cocoon of light rose from the bottom of the spring.

The sword's blade is as transparent as crystal, with flowing light rotating inside, radiating a powerful aura.

"The Heavenly Crystal Sword!" Ye Shou exclaimed, "The legendary sword of the sect's founder!"