C594 Fish Sword Soul
C594 Fish Sword Soul
Ximen Guanshui shook his head and said, "We don't know the exact number, but there's at least 30%!"
Chen Yu was surprised when he heard that, and suddenly felt that the ratio was not that high.
Ximen Guanshui then said: "This was completely swallowed. Although another fifty percent of the sword spirits from the Sword Sect were not engulfed by the Sword Spirit Pool, different degrees of damage have occurred. The sword spirits are not strong, but weak!"
Only then did Chen Yu feel somewhat shocked. After all, his understanding of Sword Spirit Pool was limited, and only now did he understand why Zuo Hsingzhou and Tu Jin agreed to let him come here!
The Sword Spirit Pool door constantly fluctuated, and the Sword Sect disciples who had gathered outside the hall earlier had already entered one after another.
"Junior Brother Chen, with your status, the Sword Spirit must be extraordinary, but the possibility of it being devoured is not high!" Ximen Guanshui probably treated Chen Yu as a genius that Zuo Hsingzhou thought highly of. He smiled and said, "The more mysterious the sword spirit, the more possible it is for it to advance in the Sword Spirit Pool!"
Chen Yu could only nod and ask, "Then what should I do?"
"If Junior Brother Chen only wanted the Sword Spirit to become slightly stronger and throw it into the water, there was no need to go any deeper. He could just absorb the Sword Spirit from the pool like a fish from the water!" Ximen Guanshui said, "But if you want the sword spirit to advance by leaps and bounds, then you have to control the sword spirit to enter the bottom of the pool. This way, the risk of the sword spirit being devoured by the bottom of the pool will be greatly increased!"
"Junior Brother Chen, if you're afraid that the sword spirit will be devoured, it's still too late to leave!" Hsu Yuan said.
Chen Yu shook his head and said, "No need!"
Saying that, Chen Yu did not hesitate anymore. His hand formed a sword technique, and a shadow appeared from his body, flying into the air. It was the black Broken Sword.
When Chen Yu's Sword Spirit appeared, all of the Sword Sect disciples that came to look at it focused on it.
"This is Chen Yu's sword spirit?"
"The Broken Sword is actually a Broken Sword! Even the Sword Spirit is incomplete, what virtue or ability does this Chen Yu have to get the attention of the Sect Leader? "
"The rank of this Broken Sword, should not be high!"
"…"
Even Ximen Guanshui and the other Swordspirit Academy disciples revealed surprised expressions. Their thoughts were the same as others, thinking that since Chen Yu was chosen by Sect Master Zuo Hsingzhou, he must be extremely talented, at least the sword spirit he fused with was outstanding. They did not expect that Chen Yu's sword spirit was actually an incomplete Broken Sword.
Moo Su and Hsu Yuan, on the other hand, were not surprised. They had seen how Chen Yu defeated the Yang Opening Pavilion disciples with Yang Opening Pavilion and knew that his Sword Spirit was incomplete.
Speaking of which, Sword Spirit Pool was indeed a place that was suitable for Chen Yu to fill in the entirety of the Sword Spirit.
The black Broken Sword circled above the Sword Spirit Pool, but the water within the Sword Spirit Pool was deep and quiet, still unfathomable.
Feeling the connection between him and the black Broken Sword, Chen Yu swiped the sword manual downwards and the black Broken Sword immediately dove into the lake.
The pool water split open and the sword spirit sank into it as if it had turned into a swimming fish.
The water in the pool still did not change, but the moment the Sword Spirit was like water, Chen Yu felt that there was a layer of obstruction between him and the black Broken Sword.
This pool of water seemed ordinary, but it contained something unknown.
Chen Yu slightly closed his eyes and used all his strength to sense the black Broken Sword.
Suddenly, the black Broken Sword sent out a hidden telepathic thought. Through the black Broken Sword, Chen Yu sensed that fish were swimming in the water one by one.
"It's a remnant of a Sword Soul!" Chen Yu didn't look into the water, but someone saw clearly and let out a sigh.
"Can I go in now?" Someone shouted again.
Ximen Guanshui and the others did not say anything.
Chen Yu felt that the black Broken Sword wanted to eat, so he slightly relaxed his control over the black Broken Sword. The black Broken Sword was like a fish swimming in the black water, swimming towards the 'swimming fish'.
At this moment, Chen Yu felt that the black Broken Sword's aura became a little stronger.
Just like back when he had swallowed Origin Spiritual Energy s within his Illusory Spirit Secret Realm, the broken sword spirits only had pure soul power. After devouring them, the black Broken Sword's aura had slightly increased.
"These fish were the remnants of the sword spirits of the previous generations. They have some effect on the advancement of the sword spirits, but not much!"
With a thought, Chen Yu urged the black Broken Sword to continue searching for the next batch of fish.
Right at this moment, a beam of light shot out into the sky. Outside of the Sword Spirit Pool, a slender, handsome and arrogant man formed a seal with his sword. Within the beam of light, a sword spirit that was like a dark green snake flew into the pool.
"Senior-apprentice Brother Feng Yun has made his move!" Someone exclaimed and looked towards Ximen Guanshui.
Ximen Guanshui and the other Swordspirit Academy disciples did not have any intention of stopping him.
"There are no movements from the sword formations. It seems like they are in a calm state. We can't wait any longer!"
And so, right after Feng Yun's sword spirit, one sword spirit after another rose into the air and flew into the Sword Spirit Pool.
Inside the Sword Spirit Pool, the black Broken Sword caught the second wave of the broken sword spirit and swallowed it in an instant.
Wu Tie was expressionless. Hsu Yuan looked at the scene in front of him as the corner of his mouth twitched, showing a hint of ridicule.
Amongst the three major grounds of the Sword Sect, Sword Spirit Pool was the easiest to enter, and any disciple with sword spirits could enter. However, how many people could actually train the Sword Spirit within the Sword Spirit Pool and increase its grade?
The fundamental meaning of the existence of Sword Spirit Pool, was still the Sword Spirit Burial Ground!
Those Sword Sect disciples were searching for the Fish Sword Soul in the pool, controlling their Sword Spirits to swim over and devour them. There were sword spirits constantly colliding with each other in the pool, to the point where the souls of these Sword Spirit Masters were shaking because of this kind of collision.
The Spiritual Soul of different shapes and colors interweaved within the pool. The light was magnificent, but it seemed chaotic.
Ximen Guanshui and the rest still did not express anything.
At this time, Chen Yu's black Broken Sword had only just gotten close to a wave of sword spirits when it was struck by a sword spirit as fast as lightning. It took the initiative to devour Chen Yu's sword spirit first, since Chen Yu was not very familiar with Sword Spirit Pool, so the location of the fish-like sword spirits was not exactly accurate.
"Heh, a damaged sword spirit, tsk tsk!" A young warrior not far from them looked towards Chen Yu with a proud expression.
Although Chen Yu's eyes were slightly closed, his senses were sharp. He raised his head and saw the hostility on the warrior's face. His heart sank and he lowered his gaze.
Afterwards, Chen Yu controlled the black Broken Sword and flew towards a slightly bigger fish sword spirit that was dozens of meters away.
Swoosh, just as the black Broken Sword flew out, a jade green snake shadow flashed and quickly swallowed the wandering fish sword spirit before the black Broken Sword could do so.
"Junior Brother Chen Yu, this incomplete sword spirit of yours is too slow!" A clear and melodious voice sounded with a mocking tone.
Raising his head, he saw that the one who had spoken was Feng Yun, who was a thousand meters away. His sword spirit was very unique. It was as nimble as a snake, but it was also very sharp.
Chen Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Ximen Guanshui and the rest revealed a faint smile, but did not have any intention of reprimanding him.
Sword Spirit Pool was a place where Sword Sect disciples strengthened their sword spirits. After the disciples threw their sword spirits into the pool, it was normal for them to compete for the Sword Spirit Swimming Fish. Swordspirit Academy would not stop them.
The black Broken Sword swam back into the pool and two sword spirits extended out, blocking the black Broken Sword. The black Broken Sword turned around, and the two sword spirits also turned around, continuing to tangle with the black Broken Sword.
Chen Yu's brows twitched as he looked towards the crowd of people, only to see that many of the Sword Sect disciples had ridiculing and mocking expressions on their faces.
Chen Yu was a bit angry in his heart. If it was a private place, he would not mind letting the black Broken Sword burst forth with its full power, and swallow all the sword spirits of the Sword Sect disciples. The black Broken Sword had the ability to devour swords, and when they were at the fire ape cave in the Tianmu Mountains, the black Broken Sword had directly devoured the sword Spiritual Soul of the Thousand-sword Peak disciple Lee Hee.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chen Yu obviously couldn't do that. He coldly snorted and directly controlled the sword spirit to sink down.
After a period of familiarity, Chen Yu had a clearer understanding of Sword Spirit Pool. In his opinion, the fish sword spirit in the pool was only equivalent to a strand of Origin Spiritual Energy, and if the sword spirit wanted to advance, it wouldn't be very useful unless it could devour thousands of them.
Furthermore, Chen Yu could also see that the objective of these Sword Sect disciples was actually just those insignificant swimming fishes. Those who actually dared to control the Sword Spirit to go deep into the pool could be counted on one hand.
After all, although the benefits of the sword spirits' spirituality and Eternal Sword Intent were great, the risks were too great. There were only a handful of courageous disciples who dared to take the risk of their fused sword spirits being devoured.
At this moment, there were people looking at Chen Yu with a provocative, complacent, and mocking look.
The attitude of these Sword Sect disciples towards Chen Yu, the appointed direct disciple of the sect master, was simply too obvious.
Chen Yu was expressionless as he continued to drive the black Broken Sword deeper.
The deeper they went into the water, the greater the obstruction would be, and the slower the black Broken Sword would be.
The sword formation at the bottom of the lake remained calm.
Chen Yu held onto his sword technique and suddenly closed his eyes.
In Chen Yu's Sea of Consciousness, the three Astral Souls vibrated and the starlight converged into a single line, manifesting the sword art Chen Yu's fingers were kneading.
With his soul reflecting the reality, Chen Yu had a sharp aura about him. It was as if he had turned into a sharp blade that was common to see.
Swish
In the water, the black Broken Sword shone brilliantly. The dark and heavy sword light flooded the water within a radius of ten meters, and the black Broken Sword sank straight down, dipping into the water at the bottom of the lake.
At this moment, Hsu Yuan, Moo Su, Ximen Guanshui and the others all looked towards Chen Yu. Some of them subconsciously moved away from Chen Yu.
Ximen Guanshui's expression immediately changed. He looked at the disciples who were still controlling the Sword Spirits to capture the fish. He seemed to want to shout out loud, but suddenly shut his mouth. Only, in his eyes, there was an additional trace of pity for the Sword Sect disciples.
Chen Yu had almost entered the Realm of Self-Actualization, his entire mind was focused on the black Broken Sword in the pond, as if his soul and the Broken Sword had become one.
At this moment, he 'saw' rows after rows of dark sword marks covering the bottom of the pool and the walls of the pool. These sword marks carried an ancient and boundless aura, and each of them intertwined and combined, as if monsters lurking at the bottom of this deep and quiet pool.
Just when Chen Yu sensed the sword marks and shapes at the bottom of the pool, a bright light suddenly lit up.
The surface of the lake began to boil and change abruptly!