Inside the huge and spacious palace, one figure after another appeared out of thin air. Soon, there were over a hundred of them.
Chu Mu did not find any mysteries in the surroundings, so he observed the swordsmen that appeared in the palace and was surprised.
The third guardian's swordsmanship was quite high. Normal Origin Realm swordsmen could not even withstand a single strike from him. It was unexpected that over a hundred swordsmen could pass. However, Chu Mu realized that most of the swordsmen that entered were not young. In terms of cultivation, they were at least Dacheng of the Origin Realm.
Their swordsmanship, other than their natural talent, was tempered through a large amount of time and actual combat. It was different from Chu Mu's incomparable swordsmanship talent.
"He actually passed the first three stages." On the Long Clan's side, the Long Clan's Patriarch, Commander Long Ling, and the Grand Elder stared at Chu Mu. Their gazes were extremely ferocious, as if they wanted to pierce through Chu Mu's body with their Sword Light.
"Brother Chu, I knew you would be safe and sound." Shentu Wudi laughed. On the Shentu Clan's side, five out of nine had passed. The Shentu Clan's Patriarch, three Elders, and Shentu Wudi were the five that passed.
"Little friend Chu is indeed powerful." The Shentu Clan's Patriarch laughed.
Basically, the three major clans of the Purple Sky Mansion's eight counties all had people that passed the first three stages.
"Is this the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hall?"
"There's nothing here. How do we leave?"
While many swordsmen were wondering, a powerful sword pressure descended from the sky. It was like a mountain, heavy and powerless. It was filled with terrifying power. In front of this sword pressure, all the swordsmen were unable to move. They could only feel their bodies being tightly bound.
Following that, a figure appeared in the middle of the spacious palace. It was a middle-aged man in a golden dragon robe.
The man in the golden dragon robe stood in the air with his hands behind his back. His figure was tall and mighty. His shoulders were wide enough to support the sky. His eyes were like heaven and earth, with the sun, moon, and stars revolving. They contained countless mysteries.
Mighty, domineering, and insufferably arrogant!
With the figure in the golden dragon robe as the center, the immense sword pressure gushed out in all directions. It was like an endless torrent of a waterfall that washed over everyone. It was like a raging sea, causing them to be unable to move at all.
Shock filled his heart. His entire body stiffened, and his blood seemed to have solidified. Even his heart seemed to have stopped beating. It was unbearable, an unbearable feeling that came from the depths of his soul.
Pressure, a kind of bloodline pressure suppressed everyone, making them feel small and insignificant, like ants facing a dragon. The innate difference in the level of life was like a higher life form facing a lower life form. This kind of submission came from the depths of their bones and souls, making everyone feel an impulse to kneel.
Everyone present was an Original Realm swordsman. Although their Sword Yuan, Sword Intent, and Esoteric Force were all sealed, their willpower was extraordinary. Facing the golden dragon robe that was floating in the air, they resisted bitterly. They relied on their strong willpower and unwavering belief to not kneel.
"One hundred and seven, less than I expected." The man in the golden dragon robe spoke. His voice was loud and clear, like the roar of a heavenly dragon. It was vast and majestic. There was a heavy and domineering feeling of power that made everyone's ears buzz, making them feel dizzy. Shortly after, the middle-aged man in the golden dragon robe looked around. All the swordsmen who were in his line of sight could not help but tremble, as if all their secrets had been seen through. "I am the Sky Dragon Sword Saint. One hundred and seven of you were able to pass the three tests and enter the Sky Dragon Sword Palace. This means that you all have some achievements in sword arts. The Sky Dragon Sword Palace is the palace that I lived in when I was alive. There are a total of a few hundred sub-palaces, and within each sub-palace, there might be some treasures. "
The Sky Dragon Sword Saint explained the internal divisions of the Sky Dragon Sword Palace clearly. There were a total of a few hundred sub-palaces, and each of them had their own treasures, which made all the swordsmen excited.
"However, there shouldn't be many treasures left in these sub-palaces." The Sky Dragon Sword Saint changed the topic, which made everyone feel disappointed. He then asked, "Do you know what's the most precious thing in the Sky Dragon Sword Palace?"
The group of swordsmen stared blankly at the man who called himself the Sky Dragon Sword Saint.
"The most precious thing is my inheritance!" As soon as the Sky Dragon Sword Saint finished speaking, it sounded like a great bell, and it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.
Inheritance!
Sword Saint Inheritance!
Compared to the Sword Saint Inheritance, the difference between those swords, pills, and cultivation techniques was like the difference between fireflies and the moon. No matter how many pills, swords, or cultivation techniques one obtained, there was no guarantee that one could become a Sword Saint. However, if one obtained the inheritance of a Sword Saint, there was a high probability that one could become a Sword Saint.
The difference between a Sword Saint and a Sword Saint was as big as the difference between the sky and the earth. It was insurmountable.
It wasn't just a difference in status, but also an absolute difference in strength.
Every swordsman present was tempted, and even Chu Mu was not spared.
Obtaining the inheritance of a Sword Saint might not guarantee that one could become a Sword Saint, but at least one would obtain a pass to become a Sword Saint. Moreover, even if one couldn't become a Sword Saint in the end, one could at least become an expert among the Sword Of Gojoseon, surpassing ordinary Sword Of Gojoseon.
Who could resist such temptation?
In an instant, the swordsmen's breathing became heavy.
"My inheritance can only be obtained by one of you." The Sky Dragon Sword Saint continued, "If you want to obtain my inheritance, you must defeat others and pass my test in the end. Only then can you obtain my inheritance."
In an instant, the swordsmen looked at the others because there was only one person who could obtain the Sky Dragon Sword Saint's inheritance. In that case, other than themselves, everyone else would be their opponents and enemies who would stop them from obtaining the inheritance.
"The next test is different from the previous three tests. You will have to pay with your life. You have one chance to give up." The Sky Dragon Sword Saint lowered his head as if he was looking at ants. His voice was cold and superior.
However, no one said that they would give up because everyone wanted to obtain the Sky Dragon Sword Saint's inheritance and reach the top in a single bound.
Everyone believed that once they obtained the inheritance of a Sword Saint, even if their original strength was ordinary, they would improve by leaps and bounds in a short period of time. They would become tens of times stronger. Moreover, in the future, they would be able to become stronger at an unimaginable speed and dominate an area.
In the face of such a temptation to be above others, so what if their lives were in danger?
"Now, those who give up can leave from here." The Sky Dragon Sword Saint waved his hand and a door of light appeared behind everyone. However, no one moved.
"Since none of you are willing to give up, then enter from here. Where you can go and what you can obtain will depend on you. Whether you can obtain my inheritance will depend on your own luck and ability," the Sky Dragon Sword Saint said. His figure quickly faded and his voice became ethereal. In the end, it seemed to come from the distant horizon.
Then, another door of light appeared. It shone with golden light and no one knew where it led to.
"The Sky Dragon Sword Saint's inheritance will definitely belong to me." Tong Tianming laughed loudly. He carried his sword with both hands and took a step forward. He charged toward the golden door of light and disappeared into it.
Lifeless Thorn sneered as he entered the golden door as well. One swordsman after another rushed into the golden door, one after another.
Fortunately, the golden door was large enough to allow seven or eight swordsmen to enter at the same time. Therefore, there was no crowding and no fighting.
"Brother Chu, I'm going in too. Whether we can obtain the Sky Dragon Sword Saint's inheritance will depend on our own luck," Shentu Wudi said with a smile as he charged into the golden door with the rest of the Shentu Clan.
Very quickly, Chu Mu was the only person left in the spacious hall.
"Senior, do you think that person was just a spirit?" Chu Mu asked through voice transmission.
"That's right. That's not the real Sky Dragon Sword Saint. It's just a spirit of the Sky Dragon Sword Saint." The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon's voice sounded, "However, even if it's just a spirit of the Sky Dragon Sword Saint, it's still stronger than me."
Chu Mu was not surprised by the Asura Sword Of Gojoseon's words. It was not surprising that the spirit of a Sword Saint was stronger than the Sword Of Gojoseon.
"Senior, have you heard of the Sky Dragon Sword Saint?" Chu Mu suddenly asked. He was in no hurry to enter the golden door of light and compete for the Sky Dragon Sword Saint's inheritance.
This was because Chu Mu was more clear-headed than others. He knew that it was definitely not easy to obtain the Sky Dragon Sword Saint's inheritance. The first person to enter the golden door of light might not necessarily obtain the inheritance, and the last person to enter might not necessarily be unable to obtain the inheritance. Everything was just as the spirit of the Sky Dragon Sword Saint had said. It depended on one's own luck and ability.
"I've heard of it. The Sky Dragon Sword Saint was from an earlier era than me. Legend has it that he's a Sword Saint with the bloodline of a true dragon. Strictly speaking, he's not a pure human," said the Asura Sword Of Gojoseon, which stunned Chu Mu.
He originally thought that the Sky Dragon Sword Saint was just a title, but it seemed that there was another meaning to it.
"In the Ancient Sword Continent, true dragons have long since gone extinct. The current dragons are only pseudo-dragons that contain a portion of the true dragon's bloodline. The Sky Dragon Sword Saint who possesses a trace of the true dragon's bloodline possesses an incomparably terrifying strength and a pressure that originates from the depths of his bloodline, causing his strength to be incomparably tyrannical. Even among the Sword Saints, he is one of the top existences." The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon's erudition allowed him to understand a lot, and explained to Chu Mu one by one: "At that time, the Sky Dragon Sword Saint was also one of the very rich Sword Saints. His Sky Dragon Sword Palace itself is a treasure."
"So that's how it is." Chu Mu's face was filled with surprise, and he nodded his head: "Senior, then in your opinion, is there a treasure here that can allow you to reforge your body?"
"Maybe there is, maybe there isn't. It's extremely difficult to reforge one's body, and the treasures required are all extremely precious and rare. Some of them have even gone extinct." The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon said: "For example, the water of the Yellow Springs, the sand of the gods, or the blood of a true dragon, etc. Using different treasures to reforge one's body will allow one's body to have different abilities."
The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon's words once again broadened Chu Mu's horizons. (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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