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Chapter 520

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The one who received Yu Wu Ya and Chen Zong was an Extreme Mortal Realm Elder. 【Love ↑ Go △ Little ↑ Say △ Net】

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"Please come in." The Extreme Mortal Realm Elder smiled. His attitude was quite good, but Chen Zong knew that he was only being polite to Yu Wu Ya. Chen Zong had a feeling that this Extreme Mortal Realm Elder knew Yu Wu Ya very well.

Under normal circumstances, the Transcendent Realm and those below it were two different levels, like two different worlds. Transcendents would often treat those below the Transcendent Realm as ants. Unless there was a huge gap in status, it would be difficult to treat them as equals.

But this Extreme Mortal Realm Elder of the Fleeting Sword Sect treated Yu Wu Ya differently, as if he was treating an Extreme Mortal Realm Elder like him.

Along the way, Chen Zong was stared at by many sharp eyes. Following the Extreme Mortal Realm Elder, they finally stopped in front of a narrow mountain path.

"The Fleeting Sword Wall is up there. If you want to comprehend it, you have to prove your qualifications with your sword." The Extreme Mortal Realm Elder didn't even look at Chen Zong. He just looked up the narrow path with his hands behind his back and said unhurriedly.

The Fleeting Sword Sect had its own rules. Even if the Ninth Prince asked for it, he couldn't avoid those rules. If he failed, he wouldn't be qualified to comprehend the Fleeting Sword Wall.

Chen Zong looked up the narrow path. He could only see a narrow and winding path. Further up, there was a vast expanse of white fog. He didn't know where it led.

"There is one thing you must be clear about. Going up this path will be dangerous and you may lose your life. Whether you want to go up or not is up to you." Finally, the Extreme Mortal Realm Elder added.

"Yes." Chen Zong didn't hesitate.

Comprehending the Fleeting Sword Wall was one of his wishes. He had to do it. Not to mention, he was already here. There was no reason to back down.

Yu Wuya of the Black Sword Sect did not say a word. This was Chen Zong's matter, and he would not interfere. The choice was entirely up to Chen Zong.

If Chen Zong died here, it would only mean that he was too weak, and the Ninth Prince's efforts would be in vain.

With a calm expression, Chen Zong stepped onto the long, narrow, and winding road. A completely different feeling arose spontaneously. His feet seemed to be attracted to the long, narrow road, and the white fog in front of him seemed to recede quickly, allowing Chen Zong to see further.

This was a long and narrow path that curved like a long snake, and it was extremely irregular. The wide path was as thick as a person's waist, and the narrow path was only as thick as a finger. The left and right sides were like bottomless abysses, dark and deep. A strange wind faintly blew past, making a wuwu sound, as if a terrifying ferocious beast was hiding within.

For an ordinary person, this was a dead end, and they would definitely die. But for a True Martial Realm martial artist, it was not difficult, if there were no other accidents.

The pure and unrestrained True Qi circulated and filled his feet. When Chen Zong was about to use his body technique to leap, the suction force under his feet suddenly increased, causing Chen Zong's body technique to be interrupted. He had no choice but to increase the output of his True Qi in order to leap up. Moreover, he could only leap up a few meters, and lightly flew forward for more than ten meters.

Compared to the outside world where he could travel thousands of meters in a breath, the difference was like heaven and earth.

Focusing on maintaining his own strength, Chen Zong flew forward. When his body landed, the tip of his feet lightly touched the narrow road, and in an instant, an astonishing power burst out. The power that was enough to shatter steel into pieces was unable to shake the road at all, not even leaving a trace.

The long and narrow road continued to twist and extend upwards. About halfway, Chen Zong's body once again leaped up.

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When he was a few meters in the air, a fierce wind suddenly blew.

The wind was so sudden that it appeared without any warning. It completely violated the laws of nature and caught Chen Zong off guard. Moreover, it was so violent that it could move a hill.

The violent wind directly hit Chen Zong, but Chen Zong happened to be in the air and had no place to borrow strength.

Unsurprisingly, under the bombardment of the violent wind, Chen Zong deviated from the long and narrow road, and then fell into the endless abyss.

Chen Zong did not know what was below, but he could feel a trace of danger.

In the face of danger, Chen Zong did not panic. His feet repeatedly stepped on the air, and layers of ripples spread out. Chen Zong borrowed strength to step on the long and narrow road, but the wind was still blowing violently, as if it would not stop until it blew Chen Zong into the abyss, which brought great difficulty to Chen Zong.

Chen Zong used his fingers like a sword to cut forward. Between the surging Great True Force, his sword finger was sharp and unparalleled, and it was indestructible, cutting a strand of the violent wind. His body was extremely flexible. Following the gap that was cut open, Chen Zong took a step forward, and flew down like an arrow from a bow.

The moment his feet touched the road again, the violent wind disappeared without any warning.

Standing still, Chen Zong was not in a hurry to continue forward. The fight with the violent wind just now seemed simple, but it consumed a lot of Chen Zong's True Force. He was not sure if he would encounter other dangers later, so Chen Zong had to restore his cultivation first.

After his cultivation was fully restored, Chen Zong continued forward.

However, due to the sudden attack of the violent wind, Chen Zong was even more vigilant, and constantly paid attention to everything around him.

Not long after, another violent wind blew. Even though Chen Zong was extremely vigilant, he did not feel the slightest sign.

However, with the experience of the previous fight, Chen Zong's reaction was even faster this time. His sword finger cut through the violent wind in all directions, and he was not blown off the road.

After being attacked by the violent wind three times in a row, Chen Zong passed through it safely. Finally, he reached the end of the narrow road, but the end was still not where the Fleeting Sword Wall was.

Chen Zong stopped in his tracks. In front of him was darkness, like a deep and boundless void. No matter how hard Chen Zong looked, he could not see the end. This was the method of an Earthly Spirit Realm master. Even an Extreme Mortal Realm master would find it difficult to see anything, let alone someone below the Extreme Mortal Realm.

In the dark void, there were irregular circular platforms floating, like lotus leaves on the surface of a lake. The distance between each platform was different, and some were close, and some were far, and some were close. They were distributed all the way forward.

After observing for a moment, Chen Zong leaped up and landed on the platform closest to him. The platform seemed to be very light as it swayed, like a lotus leaf in the water. There were even ripples on the edge of the platform that were like water ripples spreading out, full of vitality.

Chen Zong's feet stepped on the platform, and his body swayed with the platform. After the platform stopped swaying, he jumped up again and went to the second platform.

Over and over again, Chen Zong kept moving forward. There were no other people or things around him. It was silent and dark. It was okay for a short period of time, but for a long time, it would affect his mind and make him irritable.

Chen Zong's mind was very strong, and he was not affected at all.

Once again, he leaped off a platform and leaped towards another platform that was dozens of meters away. Halfway there, he leaped again.

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Without the slightest warning, an incomparably sharp sword light condensed from below, and then pierced through the air and shot towards Chen Zong.

The sword was as fast as lightning, and its momentum was as powerful as thunder. It carried a terrible power, and its power was no less than the full power attack of an early Four-Star warrior.

The full power attack of an early Four-Star warrior was nothing to Chen Zong, but it appeared without any warning, which was a big problem. Fortunately, Chen Zong was very vigilant when he was attacked by the violent wind on the previous road.

At the moment when the sharp sword light condensed and shot towards him, Chen Zong also condensed his sword finger and pointed it out.

Chen Zong didn't even need to pull out his sword. Chen Zong's sword finger was already extremely powerful. With a 'pop' sound, that sword light was shattered. The white light spots mixed with the ripples and spread out before disappearing.

Chen Zong landed safely on the next platform. With a light tap of his foot, he leaped to the next platform. He did not encounter any attacks.

After jumping over a few more platforms, Chen Zong jumped up again, and was attacked again.

This time, there were two sword lights. Two sword lights with the full power attack of an early Four-Star warrior shot towards Chen Zong from the left and right. The sword lights were very fast, and they were the sword lights created by the Jinghong Sword Technique.

Chen Zong did not panic in the face of danger. He pointed his sword finger quickly and calmly, and the two sword lights were shattered. They turned into ripples and spread out, and then disappeared.

This level of interference could not cause any trouble for Chen Zong at all.

In fact, it was not enough for the disciples of the Jinghong Sword Sect to comprehend the Jinghong Sword Wall. They also needed to have enough contributions to the Sect, and so on. If the test was too difficult, who could comprehend it? It would be the end of the path for the disciples of the Jinghong Sword Sect.

Basically, as long as one's combat power reached the Four-Star level, there was a chance to pass the test and comprehend the Jinghong Sword Wall. Of course, it was not absolute. Some people would succeed, and some would fail.

The third attack was four streaks of sword light that shot out from four different directions. However, they were all shattered by Chen Zong's sword finger.

The fourth attack was eight beams of sword light. The eight beams of sword light shot out from different directions, giving Chen Zong a certain amount of pressure. However, they were all shattered by Chen Zong's sword fingers. They posed no threat at all.

However, the fifth attack turned into 16 sword lights, which were distributed in different directions. It actually brought Chen Zong a lot of pressure. Chen Zong had no choice but to draw his sword and shatter all 16 sword lights.

It should be known that each sword light was like a full force attack of a Four-Star Warrior. Sixteen sword lights were equal to sixteen Five-Star Warriors. If they worked together reasonably, they could kill a Five-Star Warrior.

The sixth attack was also the last one that Chen Zong encountered. There were a total of thirty-two sword lights. They were densely distributed in all directions, and there were no blind spots. This kind of encirclement was like a full force attack of thirty-two Four-Star Warriors. It was very scary. If one was hit, even a Five-Star Warrior would be killed on the spot.

Chen Zong's face suddenly changed. He pushed his two swords to the extreme, and also performed the thirty-ninth move of the Horizontal Sword Art. He shattered one sword light first and broke the balance between the thirty-two sword lights, which led to a flaw in the encirclement. Then, he used the flaw to attack again with his superb sword art realm.

In the end, after shattering thirty-two sword lights, Chen Zong did not have it easy. His robe was cut a lot. If it was not for the protection of the third-level pseudo-spiritual armor, he would have suffered a lot of sword wounds.

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