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On the ancient road, people were coming and going. The disciples of the Mysterious Water Palace were blocking the road. In the distance, many people were watching. They were from other forces.
The atmosphere was a little strange and heavy.
The people of the True Sword Sect were waiting. The people of the Mysterious Water Palace were also waiting. They were all waiting for the same person, the Sect Master of the True Sword Sect.
"Elder Yang, is the Sect Master close?" Elder Yun Feng asked impatiently.
Although the cultivation of the figure in their minds was not as high as them, his strength was much stronger than them. His talent, means, and strength always gave them a kind of confidence. They felt that as long as he arrived, they would be able to overcome the current crisis.
Yang Zhen was enslaved by Chu Mu. He had Chu Mu's spiritual seed in his mind. Therefore, he could sense the existence of Chu Mu within a suitable distance. The closer he got, the clearer the feeling became. He closed his eyes and calmed his heart, carefully sensing. Then, he opened his eyes and shot out a bright light, startling Elder Yun Feng who was looking at him.
"He's here." Yang Zhen quickly spat out two words.
As soon as he finished speaking, two Sword Light rapidly appeared in the sky. It was extremely fast and extremely shocking. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in the sky and rapidly descended, turning into two figures.
"Sect Master."
"It's the Sect Master."
"The Sect Master is here."
"Yun Feng greets the Sect Master." Elder Yun Feng quickly stepped in front of one of them and saluted with his sword. The other disciples were also very excited and quickly bowed in unison.
Immediately, many people's gazes gathered on the figure who was saluted.
"He's the Sect Master of the True Sword Sect?"
"He's very young. I don't think he has cultivated for too long."
For a Nirvana Realm expert, a hundred years old wasn't considered old. They were still considered young. For a Martial Saint expert, a hundred years old wasn't considered much. The so-called cultivation time wouldn't be too long, it meant that it wouldn't be as long as a few hundred years.
"I'm here." Yang Zhen, Yun Feng, and the others felt at ease when they heard his indifferent voice.
"I thought he was a supreme expert. I didn't expect him to be only at the Eighth Sky of Nirvana Realm. With such cultivation, he's only a core disciple in our Mysterious Water Palace."
"It seems that the so-called True Sword Sect is nothing more than this."
The disciples of the Mysterious Water Palace burst out laughing, their voices filled with mockery.
"I thought there would be some kind of surprise. I didn't expect the True Sword Sect to only have the cultivation of the Eighth Heavenly Layer of the Nirvana Realm." The spectators all revealed disappointed expressions.
"There's nothing strange about it. You can see the strength of a sect by looking at the people who are participating in the Thousand Sect Gathering. A Seventh Heavenly Layer Nirvana Stage cultivator is an elder and one of the leaders this time. There are only thirty participating disciples. Such a sect must be very ordinary. It's not surprising that its sect master is a Nirvana Stage cultivator." Someone analyzed logically.
"Elder Yun Feng, Elder Yang, disciples, this is the new elder of the True Sword Sect. His surname is Ling." Chu Mu ignored the mockery of the people from the Profound Water Palace and calmly introduced him to everyone.
"Elder Ling." Yang Zhen and Yun Feng immediately cupped their fists.
"Disciple greets Elder Ling." The disciples all saluted with their swords.
Ling Fengxiao nodded slightly and didn't say anything. His aura was weak, so it was impossible to see his exact strength. He seemed to be a Nirvana Stage cultivator, but it didn't seem so.
The sect master was only at the Eighth Heavenly Layer of the Nirvana Stage. One of the elders was at the peak of the Seventh Heavenly Layer of the Nirvana Stage. The other elder was at the bottom of the One-Star Saint Realm. It seemed that this new elder wasn't much.
"It's good to have two more people. That so-called sect master, hurry up and lead your disciples to crawl under our legs," a disciple of the Profound Water Palace shouted.
Chu Mu ignored the clamor of the Profound Water Palace disciples and said to the three elders and thirty disciples, "Everyone, the Thousand Sect Gathering has failed. This time, the Profound Water Palace's five trials of life and death will be the road to the rise of our True Sword Sect."
Chu Mu was furious when he learned the whole story. As he rushed over, the anger in his heart gradually calmed down. He thought about it and treated this as a way to promote the True Sword Sect's reputation.
They didn't gain anything from the Thousand Sect Gathering. Instead, they attracted some trouble. This went against the strategy they had set up before. Fortunately, there were other ways to remedy it.
The Profound Water Palace could be ranked in the top one thousand among the Thousand Sect Gathering. It was considered pretty good and had this weight.
The news of the five trials of life and death had already spread. It was spread throughout the Canglan Dynasty through many sects. Some people even started betting on it.
If they could pass the five trials of life and death, the True Sword Sect's reputation would definitely soar.
"He's really daring."
"He's bold. Unfortunately, without strength, it's all in vain."
Many people said.
"True Sword Sect disciples, listen up. Wherever my sword points, I'm invincible." Chu Mu pulled out his sword and pointed it at the Profound Water Palace disciples.
"Kill!" Apart from Ling Fengxiao, the elders and disciples of the True Sword Sect shouted in unison.
"Arrogant."
"Ignorant."
"Die!"
Some Profound Water Palace disciples were infuriated. They quickly formed hand seals and executed water arts. A huge water dragon roared and blasted at Chu Mu.
A trace of disdain flashed in Chu Mu's eyes. Compared to the sea race's water arts, the Profound Water Palace's water arts were too weak.
The Sky Slash flashed and the water dragon shattered. Chu Mu took a step forward. It was as if he had crossed space and time. He slashed at the One Star Martial Saint of the Profound Water Palace.
The sword was too fast, too sharp. Before the Profound Water Palace's one-star Saint could even react, his face falling. He hastily retreated, his hands flashing in an incantation gesture. A curtain of water fell down to protect him. At the same time, a high-pressure water blade appeared next to him, chopping down toward the Profound Water Palace's one-star Saint.
The Sky Slash Sword's sharpness was unstoppable, and the sword was swift and decisive. He didn't use any special sword technique, just a simple stab. Under the Stab Formula of the Basic Sword Technique, the True Meaning of Sword Stab shattered the high-pressure water blade. The water curtain was unable to resist and was torn apart.
The One Star Martial Saint of the Profound Water Palace trembled. A blood-red mark appeared between his eyebrows. It looked like a vertical eye. Blood gradually seeped out.
One sword strike. Just this one sword strike was enough to kill a One Star Martial Saint of the Profound Water Palace. Just this one sword strike was enough to kill a One Star Martial Saint of the Profound Water Palace.
Ling Fengxiao was slightly stunned. His eyes shone brightly. All the disciples of the True Sword Sect were stunned. Their mouths were wide open, and their minds were frozen. Not only the disciples of the True Sword Sect, but the disciples of the Profound Water Palace and the people watching from afar also had the same expression.
It happened too fast. They didn't have time to react. They only saw the Sect Leader of the True Sword Sect draw his sword. Just as a thought flashed through their minds, the One Star Martial Saint of the Profound Water Palace made his move. When the resplendent Sword Light disappeared, the One Star Martial Saint of the Profound Water Palace swayed and fell down.
A blood-red sword mark appeared between his eyebrows. It was very clear.
With a bang, the body of the One Star Martial Saint of the Profound Water Palace fell to the ground. It was as if it had fallen on everyone's heart. Dust filled the air, waking everyone up.
"Elder."
"Impossible. This is fake."
The disciples of the Mysterious Water Palace screamed and wailed like ghosts. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. They felt like they were hallucinating. Everything was fake.
How could a powerful Martial Saint Elder be killed by a Nirvana Realm cultivator?
"Kill!" Chu Mu slashed out with his sword, killing a Sixth Sky Nirvana Realm Martial Saint of the Profound Water Palace. At the same time, he shouted. His voice was like the cry of a sword. It reached the ears of the True Sword Sect's Elders and disciples, waking them up. Only then did they realize that their Sect Leader had become even more powerful. He was unimaginably powerful.
"Kill!" The True Sword Sect's disciples drew their swords and attacked the Profound Water Palace's disciples. Even though they were injured, it couldn't stop their killing intent and determination.
The situation was reversed in an instant. Because their Elder had been killed in one strike, the Profound Water Palace's disciples' morale had suffered an unimaginable blow. Their fighting spirit was low, and they couldn't even use half of their strength.
Kill! Kill!
On the contrary, the True Sword Sect's disciples seemed to have the help of the gods. The power of their swords was even stronger.
Sword Qi crisscrossed, Sword Light was mournful, and Sword Shadow was deadly.
The crowd watching from afar was dumbfounded. They rubbed their eyes hard. They couldn't believe what they were seeing was real.
Shouldn't it be the other way around?
How could it be like this? Why did the True Sword Sect suddenly become so strong? Why did the Profound Water Palace's disciples become so weak? Why did they become the ones being slaughtered?
Chu Mu waved his sword casually. Every strike would take the life of a Profound Water Palace's disciple. Before long, dozens of Profound Water Palace's disciples were all killed, lying in pools of blood.
"Collect their spatial rings." Chu Mu said in an extremely calm tone. The corpses lying on the ground were like pigs and dogs. As he spoke, he glanced around. His sharp gaze immediately shocked the crowd watching from afar.
"What a terrifying gaze."
"The Sect Master of the True Sword Sect is too terrifying. He can actually kill a One Star Saint expert at the Eighth Heavenly Layer."
"How can there be such a terrifying person?"
"Sword Cultivator. This person must be a terrifying sword cultivator."
"The True Sword Sect is about to rise."
All kinds of exclamations rose and fell.
The True Sword Sect's disciples were incomparably excited. They collected the spatial rings of the Profound Water Palace's disciples.
Pairs of blazing eyes fell on Chu Mu, waiting for his orders.
"The injured, take some medicinal pills to heal first," Chu Mu said.
His words were like an imperial edict. The elders and disciples took out healing medicinal pills and consumed them. The medicinal power of the pills dissolved. At the same time, Chu Mu pointed out dozens of times. A green light shot out from each finger and entered everyone's bodies. That was vigorous vitality. It quickly spread through everyone's bodies. As a cool feeling spread, they felt extremely comfortable. Their injuries were actually healing rapidly.
Not long after, under the dual effects of the vitality and medicinal pills, the injuries of the True Sword Sect's disciples were mostly healed.
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