Embryonic Sword Spirit
Inside the Sword Catacomb, every inch of space was filled with Sword Qi. It was either sharp, violent, or heavy. Each was different. As long as one stepped into it, it was as if they were in a sea of swords, and could be completely submerged at any time.
Baili Kuangsheng narrowed his eyes as he stared fixedly at the blurry shadow. Vaguely, he seemed to see the shadow turn its head back, and an incomparably pure killing intent suddenly blossomed, causing Baili Kuangsheng's hairs to stand on end.
"What is that thing?" Baili Kuangsheng cried out in alarm. When he looked over again, he discovered that the terrifying killing intent had disappeared, and the illusory figure had also become hazy, like smoke or mist. It was very difficult to see what was real and what was not.
Chu Xingyun also stared at the shadow. He did not immediately answer Baili Kuangsheng's doubts, but only raised his hand, indicating for Baili Kuangsheng to continue forward.
The two of them stepped forward again and walked towards the center of the Sword Catacomb.
The more they walked, the more shocked Baili Kuangsheng became.
In his field of vision, countless swords were inserted into the ground, one after another, like an endless mountain range, with no end at all.
When they arrived at the center of the Sword Catacomb, Baili Kuangsheng sucked in a breath of cold air.
He was surprised to find that in this space that was tightly sealed by clouds and mist, there was actually a lone peak that was formed by piling up swords. The peak was shaped like a sword and was hundreds of meters tall, and at the top of the lone peak was the high platform that he had previously seen.
The high platform was also made of piled up swords, and under the dim light, it flickered with a dazzling sword light. This time, Baili Kuangsheng saw the blurry shadow again. It was in the shape of a human, but it had no facial features, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was male or female. It also did not have the vitality of a human.
At this moment, Chu Xingyun's voice sounded in a timely manner, answering Baili Kuangsheng's doubts. "This phantom is not a living being. It comes from the heavens and earth and is formed by the condensation of thousands of swords. Therefore, it is called the Sword Spirit."
However, when Baili Kuangsheng heard the two words' Sword Spirit ', the doubt on his face did not disappear. He did not make a sound and quietly waited for Chu Xingyun to continue.
Chu Xingyun smiled faintly and continued, "As the ancient saying goes, everything in the world has spirituality. Swords are the same. When a sword is nourished and tempered, a spiritual body will be born within the sword. This spiritual body is the sword spirit."
"The Sword Spirit is the essence of a sword. As the Sword Spirit grows, the sword will also become especially powerful. As long as a sword cultivator obtains the recognition of the Sword Spirit, they will be able to control the sword at will and create a strong resonance with the sword."
"Cang Guang's sword has also given birth to a sword spirit." Chu Xingyun added, which made Baili Kuangsheng's heart tremble. He subconsciously looked at Remnant Light.
Swoosh!
Baili Kuangsheng stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the sword hilt. When he pulled out the sword, the dazzling sword light bloomed in all directions. Remnant Light turned into a stream of light and traveled freely in the sky, as if a fish had returned to the sea. He was especially excited.
Baili Kuangsheng felt this kind of excitement especially. What's more, he felt that he had become one with Remnant Light. He could clearly feel the sword essence flowing in his body. It was very comfortable.
"Remnant Light was originally the sword body of a legendary ancient sword. A thousand years ago, after a fierce battle, the Sword Spirit of the legendary ancient sword took the initiative to abandon the broken sword body in order to save his life and escaped alone. For a long thousand years, Remnant Light was lonely and sad every night, but it did not give up. At that time, Remnant Light had already condensed the embryonic form of a Sword Spirit."
Chu Xingyun looked at Remnant Light with a smile. Baili Kuangsheng's body trembled slightly and he replied, "So, when I first came into contact with Remnant Light, the light and shadows were also released by the Sword Spirit?"
"That's right." Chu Xingyun withdrew his gaze and pointed to the blurry shadow. "The Sword Tomb has existed for thousands of years, and the number of swords has reached 30 million. The Sword Essences of these swords condensed together and finally gave birth to a Sword Spirit."
"Although this Sword Spirit is only an embryonic form and has not even formed a consciousness, its existence has condensed the incomplete Sword Essences of 30 million swords. The murderous intent that permeates the air is enough to change the color of heaven and earth!" At this point, Chu Xingyun looked at the Sword Spirit with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
As a Sword Cultivator, he naturally knew the importance of a Sword Spirit.
The Sword Spirit in front of him was condensed from 30 million swords and had undergone thousands of years of accumulation. Even the Sword Spirit of the legendary ancient sword wanted to devour it to improve its own strength.
As long as Chu Xingyun could possess this Sword Spirit, he could rapidly improve his Sword Principle Realm. He could also use the power of the Sword Spirit to nourish the entire Wanjian Pavilion and benefit all the disciples.
Therefore, after knowing the existence of this Sword Spirit, Chu Xingyun secretly decided that one day, he would move the Qitian Peak into the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and use the Sword Tomb as the source to establish a vast sect!
"However …"
Gathering his thoughts, Chu Xingyun frowned and said in a serious tone, "Although the power of the Sword Spirit is tyrannical, it has not fully matured and will not be of much use. At this moment, Wanjian Pavilion is in a state where many things are waiting to be done. We have to reorganize the sect, suppress the Sect Region, and even face the greedy covetous eyes of many forces.
"With internal and external troubles, if we are unable to withstand the pressure, Wanjian Pavilion will be destroyed. The vast Sect Region and hundreds of millions of cultivators will be suppressed and exploited by many forces. When that time comes, not only will blood flow like rivers and corpses be strewn across the field, I'm afraid the entire Wanjian Pavilion will become a barren land and will no longer have its former glory."
There was a strong sense of danger in Chu Xingyun's words. Because of his words, the atmosphere of the entire Sword Tomb became much more tense. The sword hummed in a low voice, making one's heart feel heavy.
"Therefore, reorganizing Wanjian Pavilion and cleaning up the sect is an urgent matter, and I need your help." Chu Xingyun's gaze fell on Baili Kuangsheng. His words and eyes were full of sincerity.
Baili Kuangsheng was silent for a moment. He shifted his gaze and looked at the immature Sword Spirit. Then, he looked at the remnant light in the void. Rays of light flashed continuously in his dark eyes.
Huff!
Not long after, Baili Kuangsheng raised his head and let out a heavy exhale.
There was no longer any hesitation and uncertainty in his eyes. He said to Chu Xingyun, "Well, I am willing to take the position of First Elder. As long as I am here, I will help you manage Wanjian Pavilion and will not let you down."
Hearing this, Chu Xingyun finally showed a smile on his face.
But he shook his head and said with a smile, "The magnificent Wanjian Pavilion does not belong to me alone. It belongs to us."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
