In a spacious training ground in the Suppressing Immortal Sect, hundreds of disciples were practicing their combined swordsmanship.
With so many people exerting their strength at the same time, their Sword Intent formed a huge dragon in the air, ready to roar at any moment.
"Even though the combined Sword Intent is still a distance away from Manifestation, it's already at a certain scale. Not bad …"
A young man stood in front of the crowd with a smile on his face.
He was the First Senior Brother of the disciples who had joined ten years ago, Shen Wang!
Not only did the disciples of the sect have to train individually, but they also had to know how to use combined swordsmanship. In times of danger, they could work together to deal with it.
"That's all for today. Let's take a rest …"
Before Shen Wang could finish his words, the huge dragon formed from Sword Intent fell to the ground, as though it had been struck in the head by a club.
Following which, countless swords let out a crisp hum as they fell from the hands of the crowd and fell to the ground.
"What happened?"
"Why are our swords not under our control?"
"It feels like something is summoning us …"
"It's not a summoning, it's submission! The weapon spirits in our swords seem to have sensed an irresistible force! "
There was an uproar.
"It's a supreme Sword Intent! A supreme Sword Intent has been born in the Suppressing Immortal Sect … "
Shen Wang's eyes narrowed as he hurriedly looked in the direction the sword was pointing at. His body trembled uncontrollably.
…
In the Suppressing Immortal Sect's treasure vault.
There were countless treasures, but the sword in the middle was the most dazzling. It exuded an aura of arrogance, and the Sword Qi it contained was incomparably sharp. None of the treasures in the surroundings dared to approach it.
Most Spirit weapons had gained sentience. Like animals, they knew how to seek fortune and avoid danger. They naturally submitted to the strong.
"Elder Chen, is this the Cloud Rain Sword that our founder, Lin Xuan, once used?"
Two figures stood not too far away. One of them, a young man, looked at the elder beside him curiously.
"That's right. The guardian of my treasure vault was personally appointed by the sect master. This sword was also given to me by him. There's no mistake!" Elder Chen stroked his beard with a smile.
Even though there were only six elders left in the Suppressing Immortal Sect, there were still many cultivators of the same seniority. It was just that their cultivation wasn't high enough to become an elder. Elder Chen was one of them.
"So powerful, so mighty …" The young man was filled with excitement.
The founder of the Zhenxian Sect had reached the Grandmaster realm at the age of eighteen and had brought the Zhenxian Sect to a transcendent state. He was the idol of everyone, and he was no exception. To be able to see the sword used by the founder with his own eyes was definitely the greatest honor.
Whoosh!
Sensing that someone was looking at it, the Cloud Rain Sword proudly turned around with disdain. It was just a kid who had not even mastered the basics of the sword. He was trash. It did not even want to look at him!
"This sword was nourished by the founder's sword intent, and it possesses a proud spirit. Other than him, no one has been able to tame it in the past ten thousand years. Given our cultivation, there's no need for us to use it. Even looking at it is blasphemy …"
Elder Chen wasn't surprised by Zhang Xuan's actions. Sighing deeply, he said, "After guarding this sword for so many years, I really wish that I could see it being tamed. It's a pity that it's too arrogant, and it refuses to submit to anyone. I'm afraid that I won't be able to see it in my lifetime …"
Just as Xiao Chen sighed emotionally, the ridiculously proud Cloud Rain Sword suddenly shook and gave off a sharp hum.
Patter!
It fell to the ground, trembling uncontrollably, as if a frightened pug. All of its pride had vanished, and in its place was respect and submission.
It wasn't just the Cloud Rain Sword. All of the swords that harnessed a spirit in the treasure vault also fell to the ground, not daring to raise their heads.
"…"
With his beard snapped, Elder Chen's body trembled. With a quivering voice, he asked, "Myriad Swords Greeting? This is the Myriad Swords Greeting? "
Such a situation would only occur when an expert executed a Sword Intent that resonated with a spirit sword. Back then, even the founder failed to do so, so who could have done it?
Furthermore, it felt so close to him.
Elder Chen froze on the spot.
…
After recovering from their shock, Meng Tao and the others struggled to their feet. They were just about to adjust their breathing when they heard a shockwave in the air. A few figures flew over and landed not too far away.
"Paying respects to the elders …" Meng Tao bowed deeply, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Paying no heed to them, Wu Yuan and the others turned their gazes to the stone tablet.
A sword mark appeared before their eyes. Following which, a white-robed figure executed a sword art above it.
Peng!
Wu Yuen was sent flying, and the other elders were also forced to retreat with pale faces.
They were all Divinity realm experts, and they had comprehended the complete 36 Immortal Subduing Forms. Yet, even with their cultivation, they were unable to withstand the might of the sword mark. Just how powerful was the Sword Intent harnessed within it?
"If one observes it frequently, one's swordsmanship will improve swiftly …"
Soon, the crowd began to tremble in agitation.
The Sword Intent harnessed within the sword mark was simply too powerful. Even though they were unable to withstand it, they could still feel the scattered Sword Intent in their bodies becoming significantly purer.
In other words, if one observed it frequently, one's comprehension of swordsmanship would grow stronger and stronger!
"Let me give it another try …" Wu Yuan turned his gaze toward the stone tablet once more.
Deng deng deng deng!
Suppressing the pressure, Wu Yuan retreated step by step. His eyes were bleeding profusely, as if they had sustained severe injuries.
Boom!
Just as everyone thought that Wu Yuan was on the verge of collapsing, a deafening explosion sounded. A powerful surge of Sword Intent burst forth from Wu Yuan's body, and boundless spiritual energy gathered furiously within his body.
Divinity realm 7-dan!
"Haha, to think that not only would my comprehension of swordsmanship increase, my cultivation would also be able to achieve a breakthrough …"
Wu Yuan clenched his fists tightly in agitation.
He had been stuck at Divinity realm 6-dan for nearly a decade now, and there were no signs of a breakthrough at all. He had thought that it would be difficult for him to achieve a breakthrough in his lifetime, but who could have thought that he would actually achieve a breakthrough just by looking at the sword mark before him?
"This …"
Unable to take it any longer, Wu Yuan turned to Meng Tao and the others and asked, "Who was the one who left it behind?"
"It was … a white-robed young man around seventeen or eighteen years old …" Not daring to hide anything, Meng Tao quickly introduced Su Yin's appearance to Wu Yuan.
"It's Junior Uncle …"
Wu Yuan trembled in agitation.
He should have thought of it as soon as he arrived. Other than Junior Uncle, who else could possibly leave behind such a formidable swordsmanship?
It was only yesterday that he had begged Junior Uncle to conduct a lecture for them, but the latter had left behind a sword mark the very next morning … As expected of Junior Uncle, he was always thinking about the sect.
Hearing Elder Wu's confirmation, Meng Tao's knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground.
The other juniors hurriedly backed away as they looked at Wu Yuan with disdain in their eyes.
He had been bragging that he had met Senior Granduncle, but when they finally met, not only did he not recognize him, he even ordered him to work for him and even mocked him …
It was fortunate that Senior Granduncle was magnanimous, or else he would have long slapped him to death!
Liar, scumbag, disgusting, pui!
"…" Meng Tao.
…
Su Yin had no idea that the sword mark that he had casually left behind would be so powerful. At this moment, he had already arrived at the entrance of the forbidden grounds. Without any hesitation, he walked in.
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