At the peak of Sword Mountain, nine sacred swords were stabbed into the bluestone.
The piercingly cold sword intent surrounded a radius of a thousand feet.
Only the nine swords could stand within this area of 300m. As for the other swords, they were unable to enter this area of 300m, and it was like a domain of swords.
Three hundred meters away from the Sacred Swords, a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes was staring at the nine Sacred Swords. His eyes were burning with an uncontrollable desire.
"Now that I have broken through to the peak of the original level, I must obtain the sacred sword's approval! Prove that I, Murong Xuan, am not inferior to Nangong Huang! "
Murong Xuan was extremely smug. He looked as if he was determined to win.
With a single step, he stepped into the range of the Holy Sword's sword intent. In an instant, the surrounding sword intent fiercely pressed down on his body!
The Holy Sword's sword intent. Even if the Holy Sword was used for a test, the sword intent that had not been completely released was not something that ordinary cultivators could withstand.
Murong Xuan was already prepared for the pressure from the Sword Will. Spiritual power gushed out from the Spiritual Mound in his body and surrounded his body, resisting the Sword Will.
Step by step …
With firm steps, Murong Xuan approached the sacred sword!
The closer they got, the more tyrannical and terrifying the pressure of the sword intent became!
Murong Xuan's forehead was already covered in a fine layer of sweat when he was about five hundred feet away from the sacred sword. He felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on his body and every step he took was extremely difficult.
A few people were watching Murong Xuan from high up in the sky.
There were four men and two women.
All of them were dressed in luxurious black robes. If a Black Heaven Sect disciple were to see them, they would definitely recognize them as the Daoists of the Black Heaven Sect!
A Daoist was the most outstanding disciple of a cultivation orthodoxy!
This was especially so for a Daoist of a sage orthodoxy like the Black Heaven Sect, which had been passed down for tens of thousands of years and had once produced a Sage, every single one of them was a peerless sky-pride of the world.
There was nothing wrong with calling him a Qilin son.
"Do you guys think Murong Xuan will be able to obtain the sacred sword's approval this time?"
A Daoist said with a playful smile.
"He has already failed nearly ten times. I reckon this time is going to be quite dangerous," a Daoist said indifferently.
"That's not necessarily true. I heard that Murong Xuan has already broken through to the Complete Nascent Soul Realm. Who knows, maybe he'll succeed this time?"
"There is indeed such a chance."
"If he succeeds, Nangong Huang will have another opponent."
The few of them discussed animatedly.
Down below, Murong Xuan suddenly let out a long cry.
"Heavenly Sun Sword Art!"
A large amount of spiritual power gushed out from Murong Xuan's body.
Extremely scorching sword energy erupted and formed rings of fire that surrounded Murong Xuan's body, fighting against the Holy Sword's sword will.
Murong Xuan felt his body lighten, and the pressure on him was greatly reduced.
"Supreme Law, Heavenly Sun Sword Art!"
"Hah, his aura is even stronger than before. He really did break through to the peak of the Original Realm. Who knows, he might really be able to obtain the sacred sword this time."
The Daoists in the sky clicked their tongues in wonder.
Aside from the three Sage Techniques in the Profound Heaven Holy Land, there were also some Supreme Techniques. These were things that only true inheritors and Daoists could cultivate.
Forty zhang … thirty zhang … twenty zhang …
Ten zhang!
He was only ten zhang away from the Holy Sword!
Murong Xuan's gaze was fixed on a crimson sacred sword. That was the sacred sword, Crimson Drill, which was also the target of his trip!
Scarlet Drill was the most suitable Sacred Sword for him.
Extreme Yang and extreme toughness! Peerlessly domineering!
Complementing his Crimson Sun Daoist Physique, it could definitely double his combat strength. When that time came, he would not fear anyone except Nangong Huang and the nine Daoists of the Black Heaven Sect. Even among the younger generation of the Azure Dragon Domain, other than a few monsters, he could do whatever he wanted.
As he got closer to the sacred sword, the sword will's pressure became even more terrifying.
Even a Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to withstand it.
However, Murong Xuan was not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. He was a peerless sky-pride who had the rare Crimson Sun Daoist Physique and cultivated a Sage Technique!
His foundation and combat strength far surpassed cultivators of the same level!
"Divine Nine Suns Art!"
Murong Xuan activated the spiritual power in his body to its limit.
Behind him, four balls of spiritual power rose into the sky and turned into four dazzling suns, howling with terrifying heat waves!
One of the three Sage Techniques of the Black Heaven Sect, Divine Nine Suns Art!
The Daoists' expressions changed slightly.
"Divine Nine Suns Art, Four Suns in the Sky. This is the fourth stage, and judging by its power, it's probably going to break through to the fifth stage soon."
"Tsk, Murong Xuan has the Crimson Sun Daoist Physique, so he can cultivate this Divine Nine Suns Art much faster than other cultivators. It's also more powerful. If he gets his hands on Chi Lian, he might really be able to compete with Nangong Huang!"
At that moment, Murong Xuan, who had activated the Divine Nine Suns Art, was crossing the last ten feet. Ninety feet, eighty feet, seventy feet, sixty feet …
Finally, he arrived in front of Chi Lian.
It was only a short distance of ten feet, but it was several times more difficult for him to cross. However, the smile on his face did not diminish as he looked at Chi Lian with a fiery gaze. "Sacred Sword, Chi Lian, submit to me!"
He reached out and grabbed the hilt of Chi Lian.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Chi Lian began to vibrate, and sword qi gushed out.
Murong Xuan had already expected this. The spiritual power in his body surged out to suppress the sword qi, and the four suns behind him became even more dazzling.
This was the last stage.
"Chi Lian, I have the Crimson Sun Daoist Physique, and I cultivate the Divine Nine Suns Art. My attributes match yours, and I'm the most suitable sword master for you! Why do you resist?
"If you acknowledge me as your master, I'll make sure that your name shakes the world in the future!
"In fact, when I become the Emperor in the future, it's not impossible for you to be reborn and become an Emperor Weapon! So, submit to me! "
As Murong Xuan suppressed the sword qi, he tried his best to persuade Chi Lian. The sacred weapon had a spirit, and he hoped to gain its approval.
Chi Lian seemed to be convinced as well, and it gradually withdrew its sword qi.
Seeing this, Murong Xuan was overjoyed. He pulled out Chi Lian in one go!
"Haha, Chi Lian, you won't regret this!"
In an instant.
Murong Xuan's aura was like a rainbow as he resonated with the sword!
The Daoists were shocked.
"He actually succeeded!"
"After Nangong Huang, another Daoist has obtained the sacred sword's approval!"
"Hey, someone's coming."
Suddenly, the Daoists seemed to have noticed something. They looked into the distance and saw a person slowly walking toward them from a few thousand feet away from the sacred sword.
That person wore a white, wide-sleeved qilin robe and a jade crown on his head. He had an ethereal aura, and wherever he passed, the surrounding swords would buzz and tremble.
The swords seemed to be greeting their king! Their god!
"Who is this person? His every movement seems to contain some kind of Daoist Rhyme. He's like a banished immortal. He's too extraordinary."
"And what's up with those swords? Why do I feel like these swords are greeting this person? Isn't this a little unbelievable? "
"I've heard of this person. He's the new lead disciple."
"Lead disciple? Isn't that our Senior Brother? "
The Daoists looked at each other, then stared straight at the newcomer.
Meanwhile, Murong Xuan was holding Chi Lian with a face full of excitement.
Although Chi Lian had not completely recognized him as its master, and he had only temporarily obtained the right to use the sacred sword, as long as he nurtured it well and improved his cultivation in the future, he would definitely be able to use Chi Lian completely!
Just as Murong Xuan was fantasizing about the future when he wielded Chi Lian and slaughtered everything in his path, the sword suddenly trembled again.
No, it was not just Chi Lian.
The other sacred swords also trembled in unison.
It was as if they were greeting someone excitedly!
"What's going on?"
Murong Xuan frowned slightly. It was his first time seeing such a situation. He sensed something and turned to look at Chu Kuangren, who was slowly walking over. Even he could not help but reveal a hint of surprise in his eyes.
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