The Valley of Souls was named after the Spiritual Spring. The Blessed Land was built around the Spiritual Spring and there were three pagodas.
"Zhou Yang, the Spiritual Qi in the Valley of Souls is ten times that of the Dragon Gate Hill and the five peaks. The three pagodas are built with special materials. The Spiritual Qi inside is denser than outside," Zhang Kuo said.
"What are the uses of the three pagodas?"
Zhang Kuo's eyes were burning with passion as he said, "The first of the three pagodas can be used to raise one's cultivation. The Spiritual Qi inside is thirty times denser than that of the five great cultivation peaks. Cultivating inside for a day is equivalent to cultivating outside for a month. As for the second pagoda, it can be used to raise the power of the five elements. For example, if your Blue Flame Truefire were to cultivate inside, it wouldn't take long for it to rise in rank.
"What about the purple pagodas?" Zhou Yang asked.
"The purple pagodas are used to form Martial Meridians. If we want to practice the Three Man Sword Art, we have to enter the purple pagodas. Otherwise, who knows when we'll be able to gather enough Spiritual Crystals to form eighteen Martial Meridians," Zhang Kuo sighed.
Zhou Yang nodded. As the two spoke, they arrived outside the Blessed Land.
Just like Zhang Kuo said, the closer they got to the hot spring, the denser the Spiritual Qi was.
"Heavy Sword Peak disciples, stop."
A disciple in a black robe came with a group of people.
"Why? We all have contribution points. Why can't we enter?" Zhang Kuo said angrily.
"It's full. Come back another day," the disciple in the lead said coldly.
"Full my ass. You say it's full every time. How can there be such a coincidence?"
"It is. If you don't like it, go talk to the elders and peak leaders," the disciple said disdainfully.
"There's no need."
An indifferent voice swept across the crowd. Zhou Yang walked straight to the Blessed Land.
"How dare you!"
More than a dozen disciples immediately surrounded Zhou Yang.
"Kid, do you want to die? How dare you force your way in?"
"Force my way in? This is the Blessed Land. Any disciple of the Tiangang Sword Sect can enter. What right do you have to stop me? "
An angry shout like thunder. The next moment, a powerful aura swept across the crowd.
"Who... who are you?" The disciple in the lead turned pale. He looked at the person next to him and said, "Go inform Senior Brother Leng Ao Feng."
Leng Ao Feng …
Zhou Yang remembered that this Leng Ao Feng had once argued with him in the Hundred Flower Association, and he seemed to be pursuing Yin Yao.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.
"Kid, just you wait. Once Senior Brother Leng arrives, you're dead meat. He's the chief protector disciple of our Glorious Sun Lineage."
"Chief Protector Disciple." Zhou Yang revealed a strange smile.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid now? Just wait for your death, kid."
The dozen or so disciples all had gloating expressions on their faces. Not long later, a group of people walked out of the Paradise aggressively, with Leng Ao Feng in the lead.
"I would like to see which one of the Heavy Sword Peak dares to disobey the rules."
A domineering voice rang out, only to see Leng Ao Feng's eyes gleaming with arrogance as he strode into the crowd.
"It's me!"
Zhou Yang looked at Leng Aofeng and said indifferently.
"You … you … Zhou Yang, it's you!"
As soon as Leng Ao Feng's words left his mouth, the others were instantly shocked, and all of them took a few steps back in unison.
"Why is it this malefic star? Didn't they say that he was taken away by the Icy Peak Leader? Why is he here?"
"So what if he's a malefic star? The Icy Peak Leader said that as long as it's someone from the younger generation, she wouldn't make a move. There are so many of us here, why should we be afraid of him?"
"That's right, Senior Brother Leng, we support you."
This group of disciples obviously hadn't seen Zhou Yang before, and didn't participate in the Summit Battle.
But Leng Ao Feng was very clear about the process of the Summit Battle.
Even the Sword Bearing Disciple was crippled by Zhou Yang, let alone a chief protector disciple like him.
But with so many disciples behind him, he wasn't too afraid.
"Zhou Yang, this place is already full. I advise you to leave now, or else you'll attract public anger." Leng Ao Feng threatened.
"So what?"
Zhou Yang smiled indifferently and continued to walk forward.
"Impudent!"
Leng Ao Feng shouted. Instantly, everyone unsheathed their swords, looking like they wouldn't back down.
"Kneel!"
A cold voice swept across the place, and an invisible force spread out. For a moment, everyone couldn't help but bend over. The fear in the depths of their hearts was magnified, and at the same time, their cultivation levels dropped rapidly to the Martian State.
The power of a king!
Plop.
A disciple with weaker abilities knelt on the ground, followed by the second and third. Soon, only Leng Ao Feng was left.
In the face of the power of a king, unless one's cultivation and mental state far surpassed the other party's, one could only rely on unyielding willpower to resist.
And Leng Ao Feng's willpower obviously wouldn't be able to resist for long.
"You, still not kneeling?"
Zhou Yang's gaze swept across Leng Ao Feng. Leng Ao Feng felt a chill in his heart, and his legs turned to jelly as he knelt on the ground.
The disciples of the Heavy Sword Peak were dumbfounded by this scene.
He didn't even move a finger, and he made an protector disciple kneel …
After glancing at the people kneeling on the ground, Zhou Yang walked into the Blessed Land, and then took out his heavy sword.
Bang!
The heavy sword stabbed into the ground, and a loud sound rang out.
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"Who dares to be so arrogant?" In an instant, hundreds of disciples walked out of the Three Major Cultivation Towers.
"Zhou … Zhou Yang …"
Seeing Zhou Yang standing in the middle of the Three Dao Towers, everyone took a few steps back.
"Who said that my Heavy Sword Peak disciples can't enter the Blessed Land?"
Zhou Yang's cold gaze swept across the crowd, and no one dared to speak up.
"What arrogance. Whether or not you can enter is not up to a disciple like you to decide."
Just then, an elder walked out of the White Jade Tower.
"Elder Yu, you have to stand up for us. Zhou Yang thinks that he's stronger than us, and dares to strut around in the Blessed Land." Without the pressure of the king's power, Leng Ao Feng hurriedly stood up and ran towards Elder Yu.
"I'm strutting around?" Zhou Yang glanced at Leng Ao Feng, then turned to Elder Yu and asked, "Elder, may I ask why my Heavy Sword Peak disciples can't enter the Blessed Land?"
"Who said that we can't enter? Aren't we in now?" Elder Yu laughed coldly.
"If that's the case, then I, Zhou Yang, have been disrespectful." Zhou Yang said as he pulled out his heavy sword, and walked out with a smile.
"Insolent! What do you think this place is? How can you run amok here?" Elder Yu raged.
"Who said I ran amok?" Zhou Yang retorted.
"Still trying to deny it. The sword mark under your feet is the best proof." Elder Yu pointed at the crack on the ground.
"Is that so?"
Zhou Yang smiled faintly and pressed his right foot down. In the next moment, the ground shook, and the crack actually healed.
Earth Pulse!
After mastering the Earth Pulse, healing a crack like this was a piece of cake for Zhou Yang.
However, Elder Yu was dumbfounded by this scene.
"Isn't it healed now?"
Zhou Yang looked at Elder Yu with a smile that didn't seem like a smile.
"You …"
Elder Yu, who had regained his senses, gritted his teeth in anger. Zhou Yang's move could be said to be giving him a taste of his own medicine.
He obviously did it, but he didn't admit it. Just like how Elder Yu turned a blind eye to Leng Ao Feng's actions.
"Hmph, Zhou Yang, don't celebrate too early. Even if your Heavy Sword Peak disciples can enter the Blessed Land, it doesn't mean that you can. I know where you are staying, and you don't have any sect contribution points. Leave now." Elder Yu pointed outside and said angrily.
"Sect contribution points, huh?"
Zhou Yang smiled and didn't argue. He just walked in front of Cao Ming and the rest.
"Cultivation resources have to be fought for by yourself. Hoping for charity from others will only make you vulnerable."
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