Chapter Eighty-Four: Sword Qi and Sword Intent

Qiu-yan mentioned earlier that need to be particularly careful of, like Shen Ming-lie, the old beggar, and the Zhao family's four brothers, none of them are here.These lower-realm cultivators, though...Although this clap of thunder was extremely loud, no one outside the Cangfeng peak could hear it. Only the four disciples of Master Gubuo could hear it clearly.

Gu Bulao squinted his eyes and said, "Are you coming out This little guy is quite punctual!"

And the three of Dongfang Bo had already appeared on the precipice opposite the waterfall the moment thunder boomed. Their faces were filled with surprise and anticipation as they gazed intently downwards.

Although they still couldn't see Jiang Yun's figure, the thunderous roars began to sound incessantly over the next period of time, gradually changing their expressions from surprise to solemnity.

Dongfang Bo frowned and said, "Ginger, what on earth are you doing Making such a commotion, could there be some danger"

Although Si Tu Jing did not speak, there was also worry in her eyes.

Huan Yuan secretly glanced at the ancient, unyielding figure seated calmly atop the peak. He then grinned and said, "Don't worry, Master isn't anxious at all. Nothing will happen to him!"

"You little sly one!" As soon as Xuan Yuan Xing's voice fell, Gu Bu Lao's voice sounded in the ears of the three, and it was not difficult to hear that there was a hint of joy in his voice.

"Master!"

When the master finally spoke, the spirits of the three lifted instantly. They knew their master's temper well; he was always stoic, his emotions never showing on his face. However, the joy in his voice now made it clear that younger brother Jiang was not only unharmed but perhaps even fortunate.

As expected, Gu Bulao continued, "Don't worry, this kid should be out any minute now!"

This sentence not only eased the three people's worries, but also brought smiles to their faces. Xuan Yuan Xing asked with a smile, "Master, what is Lao Jiang's current strength"

"You'll see when he comes out!"

After saying that, Gu Bùlǎo no longer spoke, and the three of Dongfang Bo dared not ask too much. After looking at each other, Xuanyuan Xing suddenly showed a look of realization and said: "You guys said that Jiang lao di is leaving the customs at this time, isn't it for the Five Peaks"

Over the past six months, although the three of them haven't left Cangfeng for a single step, they naturally know that the five peaks within the sect have already opened. After all, Gu Bulao's condition for accepting Jiang Yun as his disciple was to have him pass through all five mountains. Therefore, Xuan Yuan Xing's guess has some merit.

"I can't help but frown again," Dongfang Bo said. "The Jian Dao Peak has been open for more than a minute now. Even if Brother Jiang comes out immediately, I'm afraid it will be too late!"

"Well, younger brother Jiang, you're still young. It doesn't matter if you don't sleep at night for a year!"

The next three remained silent, continuing to gaze at the waterfall, patiently waiting for Jiang Yun's arrival. Unknowingly, more than a few hours passed.

But during the time they were waiting, the competition on the Zhantian Sword had already reached a fever pitch!

Although at first, the disciples who stepped onto the hilt of the sword almost rushed onto the blade simultaneously, after just a moment, the distance between them gradually widened. In fact, many disciples had already fallen off the Zhantian Sword.

For once you step onto the sword, the sword qi and sword intent contained within Zhan Tian Jian will be immediately activated, attacking everyone indiscriminately.

And, sword qi and sword intent will gradually increase with the distance of the sword body. That is to say, the farther you walk, the more attacks you will receive, which will be stronger and more frequent.

Although Wei Zhengyang can control the power of his sword qi and sword intent, so it won't endanger his disciples' lives, getting hurt is inevitable.

The sword qi is fine, at least it's a tangible thing that you can see with your eyes. You just need to find a way to dodge or block it.

What's truly terrifying is the sword intent.

Sword intent is intangible and formless. You can feel it, but you can't see it. It attacks the spirit and mind, affecting your sanity and leaving you with no defense, unable to guard against it.

And this is also the most testing place for everyone, or in other words, this is a kind of fortune that Zhantian Jian gives you.

If you have enough insight, then it is possible to feel the sword intent while being attacked by it, and thus cultivate your own sword intent.

The strength of sword cultivators is also divided according to standards.

Only those who can wield a sword are the lowest level of swordsmen; those who can cultivate sword energy are one level higher; and those who can shape sword energy are even higher.

For example, Fang Yu Xuan already achieved the state of sword qi transforming into form. However, even with this accomplishment, he only grazed the threshold of a sword cultivator. To truly cross that threshold and embark on the path of a genuine sword cultivator, he must cultivate his own unique sword intent!

It's not just about strength; giving birth to sword intent is a rare occurrence. It requires opportunity, external forces, and sometimes, assistance from others. The most common way is to sense the sword intent of others as a reference, thereby cultivating one's own.

Besides senior members of the clan, who else would be willing to let others experience their sword intent Therefore, the sword intent on this Zhantian Sword is invaluable to any sword cultivator.

Of course, not everyone can achieve such an understanding. After all, the sword intent of Zhan Tian Jian is too powerful. Even a slight lapse in concentration could not only prevent one from comprehending it but also erase their cultivated swordsmanship.

However, as cultivators, everyone understands the truth that wealth and honor are sought amidst danger. The more one desires to obtain, the more one must inevitably pay.

Therefore, no one would want to miss such an opportunity.

As time passed, after more than a few hours, the original two hundred plus disciples were now reduced to less than a third of their number.

If you look down from above, you will see that the formation of disciples still on the sword is like a long snake winding its way forward.

Although the many disciples watching did not have divine awareness and could not see the specific details on Zhantian Sword, the hilt was shining with several names and numbers, reflecting the ranking and distance of the disciples currently climbing the peak.

Currently ranked first, in the head of the snake position, is Wang Jian.

Around Wang Jian, streaks of azure lightning sword energy continuously swirled, deflecting the countless sword energies of the Slash Heaven Swords that had already reached a sky-covering density. Although his walking speed was not fast, his feet never stopped for even a moment. He had now traversed eight tenths of the sword body, far ahead of the others.

As for how he countered the invisible sword intent, no one knows.

Right behind Wang Jian was — Huo Yuan, who had already walked seven-tenths of the sword's length.

Since Xiao Bi lost the last test, Huo Yuan started his closed-door training until yesterday when he just came out. He successfully entered the sixth level of the Tongmai realm.

Although his face was quite grim at the moment, the icy aura emanating from the Frostbite Sword he wielded successfully froze all the sword qi that attacked him.

And this is precisely what enables him to persevere until now and remain ahead of most people!

Although everyone could see it, somehow or another, Huo Yuan successfully became the first dark horse of this peak-climbing competition, bringing everyone an unexpected surprise.

As a first-time participant in the Climbing Summit, even though he ultimately failed to succeed, this achievement alone was enough to make him proud.

About three hundred meters behind Huo Yuan, there were two middle-aged men. They were both disciples of the Outer Sect. Although they seemed to be lagging behind now, in fact, they all had some remaining strength, intending to make a final sprint at the last moment.

As for the others, they formed a sparse snake body and tail, the farthest only having walked five-tenths of the sword's length, while the closest had only completed three-tenths. Although it was certain that they would be unable to reach the peak, being able to persist for a while longer was still a good thing.

"Only one hour left!"

With Wei Zhengyang's reminder echoing across Jian Dao Peak, a golden light suddenly shone from within the waterfall of Zang Feng.

A figure sat cross-legged within the radiance, its eyes flickering open.

After half a year of absence, Jiang Yun finally appeared before the three people of Dongfang Bo!

First Release on繁體小說網 he didn't even know how far he had run. Just then, he saw a dilapidated spirit realm ahead and signaled the demon beast beneath him to rest for a while.This demonic beast, although its strength is cl...