Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

When the old man's thick and heavy sword spirits flew above the Sword Spirit Pool, the Jun Lin sword projection suddenly had a feeling, like a king who could not be easily humiliated, the sword projection shook, and suddenly erupted, slashing towards the old man's flying sword spirit.    

Accompanied by a loud bang, two powerful sword intents erupted. One was like a monarch descending from the heavens, while the other was as if a mountain had been frozen in place.    

But in an instant, the silhouette of the Monarch's Descending Sword abruptly shattered, turning into specks of light that sprinkled into the pool.    

From the looks of it, the old man's sword spirit had the upper hand. However, the moment the two sword spirits clashed, the sword intent dissipated. Immediately after, the old man's Sword Spirit Shadow flew back. Chen Yu clearly saw the old man's body shudder.    

The sword spirit flew back and entered the old man's body. The latter's face turned slightly pale.    

"Martial Uncle Zhan?" Ximen Guanshui and the rest were shocked.    

The faces of those who followed the old man were also filled with shock.    

Without a doubt, the old man wanted to use his sword spirit to collect the Sword of Jun, but he was unsuccessful.    

"What a strong remnant sword spirit!" The old man let out a long breath, and said with emotion: "Even if I were to be buried in the Sword Spirit Pool for three thousand years, it is still not something that my sword spirit can subdue and fuse with!"    

Although Ximen Guanshui knew that the old man was saying all this with the intention of pasting money on his face, he could only nod.    

"Go and notify all disciples within the Swordspirit Academy to come!" However, the old man continued, "The remnant spirit of the ancient sword spirit that is hidden within the Sword Spirit Pool has surfaced. If someone's sword spirit is able to fuse with one of them, that would be a huge gain!"    

Amongst the Sword Sect disciples who came with the old man, there were some who immediately turned around and ran out.    

The old man had just finished speaking when a bolt of lightning burst out of the boiling Sword Spirit Pool, and as if a real thunderbolt had exploded, tore through the surface of the water.    

"Lei Xiao!" The old man stared at the bolt of lightning, deep in thought. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, revealing a look of shock. His eyes burned with passion.    

"Is it really the Thunder Firmament Sword Spirit? This sword spirit actually still exists after the Sword Spirit Pool was returned to it, and has not been annihilated? " Ximen Guanshui was also shocked.    

Hsu Yuan widened his eyes with a look of disbelief on his face. He never would have thought that bringing Chen Yu to Sword Spirit Pool this time would cause such a change in the Sword Spirit Pool. This kind of ancient and powerful sword spirit's gradual transformation, had only occurred a few times in the several thousand years after the Sword Spirit Pool was completed.    

Even Moo Su's calm and cold face showed a hint of shock.    

As outsiders, Chen Yu's shock was even more intense than Hsu Yuan's and Moo Su's's's's's shock, as they didn't expect the Langya Sword Sect to be so powerful and astonishing. From the looks of these sword spirits who had been buried within the Sword Spirit Pool for a long time, the strength of their Langya Sword Sect was in no way inferior to their Ruling Spirit Sect by much.    

Also, just like Hsu Yuan, Chen Yu felt that it was extremely strange. Judging from Ximen Guanshui and the rest's relaxed performance when they just entered the Sword Spirit Pool, there was no way such a strong ancient sword soul would appear in ordinary Sword Spirit Pool. Furthermore, he clearly remembered that the change in Sword Spirit Pool happened when the black Broken Sword was at the deepest part of the pool and he sensed the sword slashes and sword marks at the bottom of the pool and the walls.    

"Could it be that the black Broken Sword activated these ancient sword spirits that have been hibernating for a long time?" Thinking about this, Chen Yu couldn't help but look forward to it more and more.    

These remnants of sword souls, which had been hidden in the bottom of the Sword Spirit Pool for a long time, slowly materialized one after another. From Chen Yu's point of view, they carried a sense of practice.    

Just like how the Ruling Spirit Sect sect competition, where the Ruling Spirit Sect disciples were all displaying their strongest powers, were basically trying to gain the favor of the sect's upper echelons. These sword spirits, were all just there to obtain the favor of the black Broken Sword?    

When this thought appeared, Chen Yu himself felt that it was unbelievable and even ridiculous.    

If that was really the case, then what kind of background did the black Broken Sword have?    

On the Sword Spirit Pool, the sword spirit that was like thunder roamed about. Like a true bolt of lightning, it surged through the void, possessing the power to slay evil and cleanse demons, completely unstoppable.    

The old man suddenly shouted, "Everyone listen up, whoever has the thunder attribute can release their own sword spirits and attempt to fuse with the Thunder Sky Sword Soul!"    

The Thunder Blade Spirit swam about, its aura biting cold.    

Because of the incompatibility of the attributes, the elder did not attack again.    

But at this moment, someone next to Ximen Guanshui formed a sword technique and a sword spirit flew out. The sword spirit was white in color and as fast as lightning, but it also contained the power of thunder that could sweep away anything.    

However, compared to the will of lightning contained within the Thunder Firmament Sword, the lightning-attribute sword spirit was much weaker.    

This complete Sword Spirit flew for no more than a dozen meters before suddenly swaying. Its speed was extremely slow and it seemed as if it was trembling.    

"Uuu." The practitioner controlling the sword art was none other than the Swordspirit Academy disciple surnamed Liu, who also had an early stage of cultivation in the Profound Dark Stage. At this moment, he gave a muffled grunt, seeming as though he had expended a great deal of effort in order to forcefully control the sword spirit and continue flying towards Lei Xiao's sword soul.    

In the next moment, the sword spirit continued to shrink as it trembled. Finally, it could not take it any longer and flew back. The body of the Swordspirit Academy disciple who controlled the sword spirit shook and he sat down on the ground.    

Under the pressure of the Thunder Firmament Sword, even the sword spirits of the warriors in the early stages of the Profound Dark Stage were unable to approach it, let alone fuse with the Thunder Firmament Sword's soul.    

All of the Sword Sect disciples present raised their eyebrows, as expressions of shock emerged on their faces.    

The sword spirit of the Thunder Xiao Sword had already lost its master for several thousand years and could be said to be extremely weak. However, it was still not something that the sword spirit of a practitioner at the early stage of the Profound Dark Stage could contend with.    

The old man was speechless.    

However, there were still people who did not give up. Two more sword spirits flew out towards Lei Xiao's sword spirits who were about to sink into the lake, but the result was even worse than the sword spirits of the Swordspirit Academy disciples. They could only fly to the edge of the Sword Spirit Pool and had no choice but to return.    

"It's too powerful, this is not an existence that can be fused with our Sword Spirits!"    

"It's a pity that such a powerful incomplete sword spirit could only watch as it fell into oblivion!"    

"If we can have such a powerful sword spirit, our future is limitless!"    

Suddenly, the sword spirits sank into the water. The sword shadows sank to the bottom and disappeared.    

All of the Sword Sect disciples looked on helplessly as Lei Xiao Jian's soul returned to the depths of the Sword Spirit Pool, revealing expressions of helplessness and regret.    

"No one can tame it!" Ximen Guanshui sighed.    

After he sighed, the outside of the Sword Spirit Pool became quiet. Everyone's gazes were still focused on the water surface, waiting for the appearance of the next powerful sword spirit left behind by the Sword Sect's seniors. Even those disciples who were like Chen Yu and had their sword spirits trapped in the Sword Spirit Pool had their eyes opened wide, staring at the Sword Spirit Pool without blinking, waiting with the hope of getting lucky.    

However, it did not disappoint him. After Lei Xiao's sword entered the water for more than ten seconds, another sword shadow rose from the bottom of the pool.    

This sword shadow was a fiery red color. When it broke through the surface of the water, the entire space was set ablaze. The high temperature was terrifying.    

"The Burning Cloud Sword, it's the Burning Cloud Sword!" The old man exclaimed again.    

Ximen Guanshui and the rest were shocked once again, while among the gathered Sword Sect disciples, those who knew of the Burning Cloud Sword's origin, all revealed shocked and passionate expressions.    

Chen Yu heard it clearly. He knew that this Burning Cloud Sword was most likely a powerful sword spirit that was not inferior to Lei Xiao Sword, and it was definitely an existence that could move the Langya Sword Sect as well.    

Shua shua    

This time, seven or eight sword spirits flew into the air above the Sword Spirit Pool without waiting for the order from the old man. A few of them came from the entrance of the sect, but quite a few strong practitioners came over, and the old man with Swordspirit Academy saw through the situation and immediately attacked.    

Compared to thunder attributed Sword Spirits, fire attributed Sword Spirits were undoubtedly more common. After the seven or eight fire attribute Sword Spirits, another five or six Sword Spirits flew out.    

For a time, thirteen sword spirits danced together. It was a spectacular sight as they surrounded the incoming Burning Cloud Sword Spirit. One of the sword spirits was like a flaming snake, and its aura was especially strong, clearly showing that it had reached Heaven Rank.    

After the Burning Cloud Sword was surrounded, it suddenly spun in the air, and its aura soared again. After circling around in the air and slashing once, the surrounding fire sword spirits were all broken, one after another, including the fire snake-like sword spirit. It was hard to use words to describe the power of this Burning Cloud Sword. In Chen Yu's line of sight, it flashed a little, and among the sword spirits that were cut, three of them directly shattered, disappearing amidst the raging flames.    

Outside the Sword Spirit Pool, miserable howls sounded out, and some people directly spat out blood and fell to the ground.    

After that, the Burning Cloud Sword no longer entangled itself with anything, and directly plummeted down towards the Sword Spirit Pool.    

The water began to boil, and the Burning Cloud Sword disappeared, leaving the three martial artists with their Sword Spirits destroyed with extremely painful expressions on their faces.    

Following that, another incomplete Sword Soul flew up into the sky.    

The sword spirit was called the divine wing.    

As more and more martial artists came in, there were still some who took action.    

After the God Winged Sword Spirit soared into the air, it suddenly dispersed, turning into tiny sword-shaped wings that fluttered in the sky. The size of the wings changed like a god, and they swept and cut apart the sword spirits that flew towards it, causing all of the sword spirits released by the martial practitioners to pale in comparison.    

Behind the divine wings was a shadow.    

The Shadow Sword Spirit was barely visible, and its speed was so fast that no Sword Spirit could catch it.    

There were more and more warriors coming to the Sword Spirit Pool, and after the Shadow Sword Spirit, those ancient and powerful sword spirits still appeared in front of everyone's eyes one after another.    

Every single sword spirit was something that only existed in the history of the Langya Sword Sect, but today, they were all being seen by everyone, telling everyone that they had not died. They were still alive, and even though their master had already been dead for a very long time, they were still alive.    

While the gathered Sword Sect disciples were shocked by the power of these sword spirits, they were also proud of the powerful and deep heritage of their Sword Sect.    

Amongst the practitioners who had come to the Sword Spirit Pool, besides the disciples who were at the early stage of the Profound Dark Stage and the Spirit Accumulation Stage, the elders of the mid and late stages of the Profound Dark Stage had also appeared one after another.    

All of their sword spirits were extremely powerful, reaching the level of Heaven Rank. However, even when they used their full strength, they were still unable to leave behind any of the sword spirits that flew out from the bottom of the Sword Spirit Pool.    

Although those sword spirits had long since lost their masters, they were extremely weak. However, all of them possessed special sword intent. They had been able to survive for so long, and they were all powerful existences that dominated the world during their heyday.    

Although the sword spirits summoned by Profound Dark Stage Warriors were strong, there were no lack of people among them who were comparable to the incomplete and ancient sword spirits. However, they were not strong enough to tame them. After all, fighting against a master teacher and taming it were two different concepts!    

These Sword Sect experts had failed to hit him over and over again, and could not help but feel a little restless. Their imposing auras erupted, causing a huge pressure on the weaker disciples.    

Finally, after another incomplete and powerful sword spirit, left behind by the predecessors, sank into the water and became silent, the heavy sword shadows at the bottom of the pool all moved together. Hundreds and thousands of sword spirits left behind by the predecessors pierced out from below and moved together.    

The water in the pond churned, and like a colorful carp jumping around in the water, the scene became increasingly spectacular and grand.