Softening Powder
The Wanjian Pavilion's territory was millions of miles wide. Within it, there were 18 dynasties and more than 100 kingdoms. The number of martial artists exceeded one billion.
A thousand years ago, the Wanjian Pavilion rose to prominence because of the legendary ancient sword, and the place where the legendary ancient sword appeared was the Great Xia Dynasty.
And it was precisely because of this that the Grand Xia Empire was known as the Empire of the Sword. Everyone worshipped the Dao of the Sword.
At this moment, 50 kilometers outside of Ancient Sword City, there was a boundless mountain range and forest region that spanned an endless stretch of land.
Occasionally, spirit beasts could be seen flying through the air, whistling through the air.
Early in the morning, there was a white tiger in the sky.
There was a handsome young man sitting on the back of the white tiger. The young man opened his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his pitch-black eyes as he looked into the distance.
In his field of vision was a short mountain range.
This mountain range was quite peculiar. It stretched for hundreds of miles and was steep. However, its height was only a thousand meters. At the top of the mountain range was an extremely wide and flat land, as if it had been cut off by a sword.
"The mountain range ahead should be the Sword Cleansing Mountain Range." The handsome young man put away the map and patted the tiger's back with his palm. The white tiger immediately let out a deep roar, and a white light broke through the sky, leaving behind a trail of dust.
This handsome young man was naturally Chu Xingyun.
After leaving the Liuyun Dynasty, he rode on the White Tiger and spent a total of five days before arriving at the Great Xia Empire.
The mountain range ahead was called the Sword Cleansing Mountain Range. It was where the Sword Cleansing Pool was located.
In the past, when the legendary ancient sword appeared, its sword light shocked the heavens and cut the entire mountain range in half. From that day onwards, this mountain range became famous. Countless sword cultivators came to this place to gain enlightenment, so it was called the Sword Cleansing Mountain Range.
At the foot of the Sword Washing Mountain Range, there was a huge city called the Ancient Sword City. All the warriors who wanted to participate in the trial at the Wanjian Pavilion had to come to this city.
There was still half a month before the Trial Test. However, along the way, Chu Xingyun saw many warriors rushing towards the Sword-cleansing Pool. Obviously, they were also here to participate in the Trial Test.
"Before the legendary ancient sword was born, it had been sealed in the Sword-cleansing Pool. After thousands of years of nurturing, the Sword-cleansing Pool must be extraordinary. Otherwise, the Wanjian Pavilion would not have used it as a training ground," Chu Xingyun thought to himself. In his previous life, he had never entered the Sword-cleansing Pool.
Rumble!
At this time, a muffled sound rang out. In the forest below Chu Xingyun, several rays of light blossomed. Vigorous energy surged like the sea, stirring up waves of smoke and enveloping Chu Xingyun.
Seeing this, the White Tiger let out an angry roar and dispersed the dust. Chu Xingyun looked to the side and saw a few figures rushing over.
"Brother, can you help me!?"
When those people saw the White Tiger, their speed suddenly increased as they madly ran towards Chu Xingyun. At the same time, they opened their mouths and cried for help.
At this time, Chu Xingyun noticed that these people were all youths. Every single one of their faces were filled with a weak expression, and even their voices seemed to be very weak.
Behind these youths was a group of flying spirit beasts.
On the back of the spirit beasts stood over a dozen people. They wore black clothes and held weapons in their hands. Their faces were filled with a savage expression. As they chased, they emitted strange cries that startled the birds and beasts to the point of flying away.
Not long after, those youths arrived before Chu Xingyun. The person in the lead was a tall and sturdy young man with a heavy sword on his back. His cultivation wasn't weak and had already reached the 6th level of the Earth Spirit Realm. However, his eyes revealed an expression of fear.
"Brother, my name is Teng Qing, and I'm the son of the Azure Pine Kingdom's King. I hope you can lend me a hand and help me get rid of that group of bandits!"
The tall and sturdy young man's voice seemed to be begging, yet his tone carried a sense of command. When he looked at Chu Xingyun, he faintly revealed an arrogant attitude.
Chu Xingyun indifferently swept his gaze over and just as his brows knit together, the group of black clothed bandits had already chased over. Over ten people formed an arc and surrounded Chu Xingyun and the others.
"Another fat sheep has come!" A one-eyed man looked at Chu Xingyun and his voice revealed joy.
Their group of bandits lay in ambush near the Sword Cleansing Mountain Range and specialized in exploiting the martial artists that passed by.
During this period of time, it was close to the day of the trials, and countless martial artists passed by this place. Every time they made a move, they were able to obtain an extremely generous harvest, and Teng Qing was precisely one of their prey.
"Brother, the strength of these bandits isn't strong. The strongest is only at the 3rd level of the Earth Spirit Realm, far inferior to you. If you help me stall these bandits, I'll surely reward you greatly in the future!" Teng Qing's tone was hurried as he retreated and prepared to flee at any moment.
"You're quite treacherous."
As soon as he finished speaking, the one-eyed man sneered and said with disdain, "You've all been struck by my Soft Spirit Powder, causing your spiritual seas to become unstable and you're unable to freely control your spirit energy. That's why you're being chased by us. Now, you've finally encountered a life-saving straw, yet you actually didn't mention a single word about the Soft Spirit Powder and want this kid to be your scapegoat."
"However, I'm afraid your wishful thinking will fail!"
The one-eyed man laughed loudly as he opened his palm and immediately waved out a wisp of pink mist.
As soon as this wisp of pink mist was waved out, it immediately moved with the wind and spread to every corner of the sky. It had a fishy and sweet smell, and if one breathed in a little, it would cause one's spiritual sea to become unstable and the circulation of spirit energy was extremely slow.
"It's over!"
Teng Qing's expression froze as the last trace of hope in his eyes dissipated. This wisp of pink mist was precisely the Soft Spirit Powder that the man spoke of. If he breathed in the slightest, even he who was at the 6th level of the Earth Spirit Realm would become incomparably weak.
Otherwise, how could he, who was at the 6th level of the Earth Spirit Realm, be chased to the point of covering his head and fleeing like a rat?
"Brothers, let's attack together and immediately kill these fellows to prevent any accidents from happening." The one-eyed man shouted out loudly as he flipped his palm and instantly grabbed out a large blade with a ghost head.
But, right at the instant he was about to make a move, a swift and fierce sword light suddenly blossomed. It was bright like a meteor as it directly broke through the pink mist and descended before him.
Kacha!
The instant the sword light came into contact with the ghost head blade, the blade broke apart, and the sword light that was condensed to the extreme easily pierced through the center of the one-eyed man's brows. Boiling blood sprayed out and dyed the sky red, and at the same time took away the last trace of life.
The one-eyed man's corpse fell from midair, and only at the instant it touched the ground did the crowd recover from their shock. Their eyes were opened wide as if they were unable to believe this sudden scene.
Whoosh!
A gust of fierce wind swept by and blew the pink mist away.
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the black clothed youth that was handsome like a demon silently stood on the spot. His right palm slightly stretched out as he formed a sword with his fingers and coldly pointed forward.
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