"Elder Chu, since you've decided to act alone, I won't stop you. But you must be careful," said Shentu Kuangsha.
"I hope you'll reap great rewards," said Shentu Wudi, patting Chu Mu's shoulder gently.
"I will," said Chu Mu, smiling. He waved his hand and turned to walk in a certain direction.
Watching Chu Mu's carefree figure leave, Shentu Wudi suddenly felt a bit envious. Entering the Sword Saint's Ruins alone with only a sword, repaying his debts as he pleased, how carefree, how carefree. Unfortunately, he didn't have this ability.
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"Don't follow me," said Jing Wu Ming indifferently. He hugged his sword and left the Jing Clan's group.
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"Hahahaha! Great! My Sword Qi, sword intent, and abstruse energy are all confined here. Who can defeat me?" Said a loud laugh. A young man walked out of the darkness, carrying a sword with both hands. His face was full of arrogance.
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The rules of the Sword Saint's Remains made some swordsmen who were confident in their bodies and swordsmanship leave the group and act alone.
After all, if you went alone, you'd reap great rewards, and it would be more exciting.
Chu Mu strode forward. He only knew that this was the Sword Saint's Remains, but he hadn't thought about what it looked like.
It was dark in front of him and to his left and right. Even Chu Mu's perfect Sword Vision was greatly affected. He could only vaguely see a corridor about ten meters in front of him.
The corridor was gloomy. Chu Mu didn't know where it led, but since he was already here, there was no reason to retreat.
The surroundings were completely silent. Only the rhythmic sound of his light footsteps could be heard, echoing in this deep and quiet corridor.
As he walked, Chu Mu suddenly sensed an unusual Qi. He couldn't help but stop.
In front of him, a figure seemed to appear out of thin air and appeared in front of Chu Mu. It was a swordsman whose facial features were hard to make out. Only a shockingly sharp aura was emitted from his body and pervaded the surroundings. It was extremely shocking.
"Defeat me and you can enter the second stage," said the figure. His voice was extremely cold, and it was astonishingly sharp. It was as if this person's body was a sword.
Unknowingly, a Sword Light had appeared in his hand, reflecting a gloomy luster. In a flash, the Sword Light had already pierced towards Chu Mu. The Sword Light became dazzling, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder. The momentum was swift and fierce, extremely shocking.
This sword, mixed with the momentum of a mighty army, pierced towards Chu Mu. Chu Mu only felt a terrifying sword pressure lock onto him, and it was as if it wanted to smash his body into pieces.
This sword was mixed with a strong killing intent. Chu Mu knew that the other party only had one goal in mind, and that was to kill him. There was no other way.
Since that was the case, he could only counterattack and kill his opponent.
Chu Mu could sense that there was no Sword Origin or Sword Intent in this sword, and there was no profound power. There was only pure physical strength and profound sword techniques.
In terms of physical strength, Chu Mu did not fear Chu Mu. In terms of sword techniques, Chu Mu was even more fearless.
He waved his right hand and unsheathed the Sword of Desolation. A Sword Light shot out like a bolt of lightning, and it was even faster and more dazzling than before.
With a cracking sound, like an eggshell shattering, the opponent's sword paused under Chu Mu's sword before collapsing. Chu Mu's sword pierced through the figure's throat like a hot knife through butter, and he sheathed his sword.
The entire process was astonishingly fast. If someone had been watching from the side, they would have thought that their eyes were playing tricks on them. This was because they could not see how Chu Mu had drawn his sword, especially in the darkness. Chu Mu did not seem to have moved at all.
In other places, different swordsmen encountered a similar test. They faced a strong opponent.
Lifeless Jing killed his opponent with a single strike. The young man with the two-handed sword simply held his sword with both hands and cleaved his opponent in half. It was an extremely domineering move.
There were also many swordsmen who displayed astonishing sword techniques with terrifying lethality.
In short, the first trial's guardian's sword technique was not particularly strong, so almost everyone passed. It was just that it was a little more difficult.
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"Defeat me and you can enter the third trial."
As they continued forward, another figure appeared in front of Chu Mu. His facial features were still unclear, but the imposing aura emitted from his body was even more powerful. It was extremely shocking, as if wave after wave of enormous waves were surging forth, wanting to drown people.
Just from this aura alone, Chu Mu knew that this person was stronger than the first trial's guardian, at least twice as strong.
Just like the first trial's guardian, the second trial's guardian unsheathed his sword the moment he finished speaking. He raised his sword and cleaved it down. It was as if there was a mountain in front of him and he was going to cleave it in half.
Without using Sword Origin, Sword Intent, or Profound Meaning, he had only used his own strength and profound Sword Arts to launch this attack. It was incomparably domineering.
This required a certain level of mastery of sword techniques. It had already surpassed the standard of an ordinary Origin Realm swordsman.
Chu Mu once again felt that he was being targeted. A terrifying sword pressure descended and suppressed his body, as if it wanted to crush him. The Sword Light that cleaved down first compressed the air and formed a terrifying Vacuum Blade. It was extremely sharp.
"Die!" Facing this tyrannical and peerless sword, Chu Mu once again pulled out his sword and stabbed out. The vacuum blade instantly shattered and the sword light was like an aurora that streaked across the dark sky. Although it was launched later, it arrived first and pierced through the guard's forehead with incomparable speed.
With a pop, the guardian disappeared. Chu Mu seemed to see that the corridor ahead had become longer.
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"Defeat me and you can enter the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hall." The third trial's guardian appeared and said to Chu Mu with the same indifference.
This guardian gave Chu Mu a completely different feeling from the previous two. He didn't have an astonishingly sharp aura, nor did he have a threatening edge. The feeling he gave Chu Mu was that he was very plain, just like an ordinary person.
However, Chu Mu knew that such a person was either a very ordinary person or someone with a reserved edge. Clearly, this person was the latter.
Swordsmen had their own edge. In theory, the stronger the swordsman, the more intense their edge would be. This saying wasn't wrong. Those swordsmen with an extremely strong edge were indeed terrifying. However, there was an even more terrifying existence, and that was the reserved edge.
Reserved edge was a kind of realm. It was like a treasured sword that was hidden deep within its scabbard. Only when it was unsheathed would others know of its peerless edge.
Reserved edge was a realm higher than external edge. It was a difference of several times in terms of strength.
However, for Chu Mu, this realm was still not enough. At most, it was equivalent to Shentu Wudi's level.
In other words, as long as one's sword attainments reached Shentu Wudi's level, there was a seventy percent chance of passing the third trial and entering the so-called Heavenly Dragon Sword Hall.
The third trial's guardian attacked. This sword didn't have the mighty momentum of wind and thunder, nor did it have the frightening aura of thousands of soldiers and horses galloping. It also didn't have the sharp aura of a thousand cuts. Instead, it had a kind of gloomy depth that was almost silent.
This kind of sword was even more dangerous. It was purely for killing.
All the sharpness was reserved within the blade. It was as if all the power was contained within the blade. Once it hit the target, it would all explode. That kind of power was terrifying beyond compare.
Facing this almost soundless sword, Chu Mu still remained unmoved. He counterattacked with a sword, once again attacking later but arriving first, killing the opponent.
The Sword Light that was just inches away dissipated in front of him. He passed.
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"Too terrifying. I didn't even have the time to unsheathe my sword before I was insta-killed."
"Me too. The guardian of the third trial is truly terrifying."
Outside the Sword Saint's ruins, one figure after another appeared. They were the swordsmen that couldn't pass the three trials. Although they were killed, they weren't truly dead.
"Damn it. If I could use Sword Origin, Sword Intent, and Profound Power, I would definitely be able to pass the third trial."
No one paid attention to these words that were said in a fit of pique.
"It's a pity that we didn't even enter the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hall. We didn't get anything."
"I guess that the so-called Heavenly Dragon Sword Hall should be the true location of the Sword Saint's ruins. As for the three trials, they are a kind of test."
"Test? What's the use of a test? He's already dead. Isn't the reason why he left behind a ruin for his descendants to obtain benefits? "A burly swordsman glared and roared.
"Truly foolish." A swordsman sneered, "The Sword Saint left behind a ruin and set up three trials. Perhaps it was to choose a suitable successor. The benefits inside are naturally prepared for the successor."
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"This is the so-called Heavenly Dragon Sword Hall?" Chu Mu quickly glanced around. After defeating the third guardian, he took a few steps forward and found himself inside the palace. It was as if he had traveled through a space-time tunnel.
The palace was a hundred meters tall and looked extremely spacious. There were countless murals all around. They didn't seem to have any value, but they made the palace look even more majestic and extraordinary.
At this time, two more figures flashed out almost at the same time, appearing in this huge and empty palace.
Chu Mu quickly looked over and saw the Jing Family's Second Young Master, Lifeless Jing, and the Tong Family's disciple, Tong Tianming. They were the young swordsman with the two-handed sword, their faces filled with arrogance.
At this moment, Lifeless Jing and Tong Tianming first glanced at each other, then looked at Chu Mu with astonishment.
"You … You're the first one to enter?" Tong Tianming stared at Chu Mu in astonishment.
"Who are you?" Lifeless Jing frowned and asked in an extremely cold voice.
Chu Mu glanced at them and didn't answer. Instead, he walked closer to the wall and carefully examined the seemingly worthless murals, trying to find a way out.
Chu Mu didn't answer. Tong Tianming and Lifeless Jing didn't say anything either. They each chose a direction and walked towards the wall, also carefully examining the murals. At that moment, one figure after another appeared in the palace. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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