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With a bang, the flame-like blood-red light fell from the sky like a meteor, heavily smashing into a gray tombstone. His entire body was bent from the back, and it was obvious that his spine was completely broken. Blood dripped onto the tombstone.
Shortly after, a strange grey light appeared on the tombstone. Then, grey Qi emerged from the tombstone and entered Situ Feng's body. Kacha, kacha, kacha, kacha, kacha, kacha, Situ Feng's body moved. It was abruptly straightened and strangely stopped on the tombstone.
With a swoosh, his body rushed up and landed next to the tombstone. His eyes were a strange gray color, and his originally handsome face had gray aura flowing around it. It was incomparably malevolent and frightening.
His body emitted bursts of kacha kacha explosive sounds. His body was twitching, gradually growing taller and shorter, and finally returning to its original form. The gray in his eyes also turned black.
"How many years has it been … I'm finally alive again …" Situ Feng's mouth opened slightly, and an obscure voice sounded. His body flashed, and he turned into a stream of light, flying away. His speed was shocking. "The fourth floor, this time I must enter."
…
"Stop." The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon suddenly said. Chu Mu stopped abruptly. There were tombstones all around.
"Look at the tombstones around you. What's different about them?" The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon said.
Chu Mu looked at them one by one, and his brows slightly wrinkled. There were not many tombstones around, only eight in total. Compared to the tombstones he saw before, they were about twice as big.
Each tombstone was emitting a shocking aura. It was very rich, and each tombstone had a different color.
Chu Mu glanced at them. The eight tombstones were respectively red, light blue, brown, gold, green, cyan, purple, and ice blue. The aura they emitted was not only strong death aura, but also hot, gentle, thick, and sharp vitality, elegant, violent, and icy coldness.
"Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, ice, and thunder …" Chu Mu muttered.
"That's right. These eight tombstones are the Eightfold Sword Steles. They are the entrances to the fourth level." The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon said, "Although some swordsmen will feel that the Eightfold Sword Stele is special, they won't be able to open the entrance to the fourth floor without knowing the method to open it."
At this moment, another group of silhouettes flashed over from afar, appearing at the Eightfold Sword Stele. When they saw Chu Mu, they were first surprised, but when they saw the others, their faces were filled with vigilance.
Chu Mu realized that other than himself, there were 31 other swordsmen here. Some of them looked older, in their thirties, while others looked younger than him. The only thing they had in common was that each of them had reached the Origin Realm.
Among them, there were three people with the strongest auras. They had all reached the Origin Realm Dacheng Realm. Chu Mu could feel that their auras were extremely sharp and stable. They were far from what the Dacheng Realm Swordsman, Situ Feng, who had died under his Moon Slashing Sword could compare with.
Geniuses. These people were all true geniuses. Each of them had a powerful force behind them.
Among these people, in terms of cultivation, Chu Mu was the lowest. This was because the others were at least at the beginning of the Origin Realm. Because Chu Mu didn't have enough Sword Yuan, he could only be considered as half of the beginning.
But in terms of strength, it might not be the case.
"Could it be that all of you are here for these eight tombstones?" One of the three people with the highest cultivation, a middle-aged swordsman in a green robe, said in a clear voice after scanning the group.
"Nonsense." Another black-robed Origin Realm Swordsman in a Dacheng Realm sneered.
"Very well. It seems like everyone knows some secrets that others don't." The green-robed swordsman didn't get angry at all. Instead, he continued with a smile, "In order to open the Eightfold Sword Stele, we need to follow a certain order. But after opening it, some powerful enemies will appear. Since everyone wants to enter the fourth floor, we should work together to open the entrance. Only then can we enter the fourth floor smoothly. As for what we can obtain after entering the fourth floor, it all depends on our own luck and ability. During the opening of the stele, everyone has to attack each other. Otherwise, we will become public enemies. Sikong Jian will be the first to not let him go. "
As he spoke, the green-robed swordsman's eyes shot out an extremely sharp light. In terms of cultivation, he was one of the top three. Moreover, he belonged to the category of geniuses. His strength was even more shocking and could definitely be ranked in the top three. His words carried a lot of weight.
"I agree." The third Origin Realm Swordsman in a purple robe nodded his head. The black-robed swordsman coldly smiled and didn't object.
Since the top three swordsmen had the same opinion, the other swordsmen wouldn't object. After all, opening the entrance to the fourth floor was the most important thing.
"We have a total of thirty-two people. We can be divided into eight groups. Each group of four will be responsible for one stele." Sikong Jian said as he divided the groups, "When the time comes, each group will inject sword energy into the stele and activate it according to the order …"
Without needing Chu Mu to ask the Sword Of Gojoseon, Sikong Jian quickly explained the opening method and divided the eight groups into the first group, the second group, the third group to the eighth group.
Then, the eight groups stood according to the order of opening the stele. Four people in a group surrounded the stele.
The order of opening was Metal, Wood, Wind, Water, Ice, Fire, Thunder, Earth. Those who didn't know wouldn't be able to open it. Even if they knew, they wouldn't be able to open it without enough manpower.
"Senior Sword Of Gojoseon, if I am the only one, wouldn't I be unable to open the entrance to the fourth floor?" Chu Mu asked.
"Of course you can." The Sword Of Gojoseon replied, "You only need to use spirit stones to set up an array and inject energy into the stele according to the order. However, this method will take a bit longer."
"The first group, inject sword energy." Sikong Jian instructed. He was in the eighth group and could direct the actions of each group.
The first group of four swordsmen immediately pressed their hands on the stele and injected sword energy. The speed of injecting sword energy was stable.
After about ten breaths of time, Sikong Jian instructed the second group of swordsmen to inject sword energy. In this way, every ten breaths of time, there would be a group of swordsmen injecting sword energy into the stele.
After the eight steles were injected with sword energy, they began to emit a strong light and a buzzing sound. The aura of death directly gushed out and filled the surroundings, turning into a gray mist.
Strange roars followed, like the weeping of ghosts and the roars of fierce beasts. One after another, it was louder than the other, as if it was going to pierce everyone's eardrums.
Finally, each stele's light reached its limit, as if they were little suns of different colors. It was so shocking that everyone had to close their eyes. Otherwise, they would feel uncomfortable.
Even Chu Mu, with his perfect sword vision, could only squint his eyes into a slit and barely see the changes of the Eightfold Sword Stele.
Tyrannical energy rushed out from the eight steles, directly pushing back the thirty-two swordsmen around the steles. They could not help but retreat a few hundred meters.
Intense energy fluctuations of different colors collided with each other. The entire third level of the Ancient Sword Tomb trembled violently as if an earthquake was coming and it was about to collapse.
"What's going on?" In other places of the third floor, the swordsmen felt the violent shaking of the tomb, and their faces changed drastically.
"The fourth floor is about to open, I need to speed up." Situ Feng looked up and could vaguely see eight different colored lights in the distance. He immediately muttered to himself, and his sword energy erupted, increasing his speed by three times.
Even if he was in a strange situation, he was still suppressed here and could not fly.
…
Chu Mu squinted his eyes and saw a magical scene.
He saw the eight different colored lights colliding in the center of the eight steles, and countless sparks flew out.
Gradually, a ball of light with eight different colors appeared in the center of the eight steles. It began to expand from the size of a fist, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the size of a human head, and it continued to grow.
In less than ten breaths of time, the eight colored ball of light continued to absorb the eight different energies and expanded to two meters in diameter. Finally, it stabilized, and the eight steles seemed to have used up all of their energy.
Everyone opened their eyes and stared at the ball of light in the center. The eight colors were constantly circulating and colliding.
"It's about to open." The thirty-two swordsmen all stared at the ball of light, and they were all a little nervous.
Within the ball of light, the eight colors were moving at an extremely fast speed. When they collided, they became blurry, as if they had merged into one.
Immediately after, a terrifying explosion sounded from within the ball of light. It was like thunder from the heavens, and it spread out. Wave after wave of sound attacked in all directions, and the surrounding grey aura surged like waves.
In the center of the ball of light, a grey dot appeared. In the blink of an eye, it expanded and filled the entire ball of light, stretching into a grey door of light.
"This is the entrance to the fourth floor. It only appeared for a short time." The Shura Sword Of Gojoseon reminded.
"The entrance has appeared. Let's go." Sikong Jian shouted. His body moved, and with a whoosh, he rushed towards the grey door of light. The black-robed swordsman and the purple-robed swordsman also moved at the same time. The three of them rushed into the grey door of light almost side by side.
The remaining twenty-nine swordsmen also reacted quickly. Each of them used their movement techniques, and rushed hundreds of meters, rushing towards the grey door of light.
In the blink of an eye, the twenty-nine swordsmen, including Chu Mu, all rushed into the grey door of light. From the moment the door of light opened until now, less than ten breaths of time had passed.
Following that, the grey door of light began to shrink. In just one breath of time, it had shrunk to half its original size. In another breath of time, it would disappear.
In the blink of an eye, a figure shot out like a meteor, crossing hundreds of meters and rushing into the grey door of light. The moment he entered, the grey door of light closed and everything returned to normal. The previous scene seemed like an illusion, and some of the swordsmen who had rushed over were confused. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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