C597 Stealing Sword Spirits
C597 Stealing Sword Spirits
Cries of surprise rang out incessantly. Everyone present was shocked by this sudden development.
If it was said that one after another of the powerful sword spirits that were only limited to hearing of had appeared, it was something that caused the group of Sword Sect disciples to be shocked and broaden their horizons. What was happening now, was overturning the common sense of many Sword Sect disciples.
"Within the Sword Spirit Pool, there are still so many sword spirits!"
"What the hell is going on? Why are so many Sword Spirits manifesting at the same time?"
"The sword spirits of all the past seniors in my Sword Sect are about to reappear. Is my Sword Sect going to usher in a flourishing world?"
"…"
Swish
At the same time, a silhouette appeared at the entrance. This person was tall and slender, with a refined face, and an imposing aura that was as deep as the sea, appearing as dazzling as the moon in the night as he entered. Even though there were hundreds of sword spirits competing to manifest themselves, the hearts of everyone present still felt the presence and couldn't help but turn their heads to look.
"Master!"
"The grand master actually came in person!"
For a moment, it was unknown how many Sword Sect disciples and elders exclaimed out loud.
Chen Yu was also attracted by a portion of the crowd's attention. He could not help but turn around to see Zuo Hsingzhou.
Chen Yu never thought that the sudden change in Sword Spirit Pool would actually alarm Zuo Hsingzhou.
After Zuo Hsingzhou entered, he looked at Sword Spirit Pool and frowned. He couldn't tell if he was happy or worried.
Behind Zuo Hsingzhou, another figure appeared. It was a woman in a daoist robe. She was about forty years old with snow-white skin and a slim figure. Her aura was just as profound as Zuo Hsingzhou's.
After them were Tu Jin and Rong Qingzhi.
Following closely behind Tu Jin and Rong Qingzhi was a fat man with a face full of fierceness as well as a spry old man.
These people had a slightly weaker bearing than Zuo Hsingzhou, but they were still unfathomably strong. There seemed to be lightning in their eyes, as if they could see through everything.
Behind these people, Profound Dark Stage experts entered one after another.
"Courtyard Master Bai, the Master of Swordspirit Academy has arrived!"
"Courtmaster Tu is here, and so is Courtmaster Tu Jin!"
"Principal Cheng!"
"Ah, more than half of my Sword Sect experts have come!"
"…"
Hundreds and thousands of sword spirits were still gathering and dancing in the Sword Spirit Pool.
The group of Sword Sect disciples immediately went over to pay their respects. Zuo Hsingzhou waved his hand to indicate that no one needed to go over, then he suddenly extended his hand to grab at the Sword Spirit Pool. In the middle of his five opened fingers, an invisible force appeared, mixed with purple spirit energy, forming a large hand that grabbed towards the Sword Spirit Pool.
The purple spirit energy condensed into a palm, and it looked like a real giant's hand. On the surface of the palm, there were countless spirit engravings that circulated like scales, and not only was it indestructible, it also contained a strong and profound immortal divine intent.
The huge palm tore through space and descended very quickly, catching all the sword spirits that were flying about.
Out of the dozen or so sword spirits left behind in the Sword Spirit Pool, only two of them barely managed to fly out before the large hand closed.
Seeing Zuo Hsingzhou capture the sword spirit in one move, many Sword Sect disciples revealed expressions of shock, and then cheered. It had already been more than an hour since the change in Sword Spirit Pool had occurred. No one could subdue the incomplete sword spirit left behind by the previous person, and Zuo Hsingzhou's sudden action had undoubtedly raised the spirits of the people.
Zuo Hsingzhou opened his eyes slightly as he pulled back his giant hand. He released his Profound Thought-like Divine Sense to sense the dozen or so Sword Spirits in his palm. Suddenly, he revealed a surprised expression.
Then, Zuo Hsingzhou suddenly turned around and looked at the middle-aged woman behind him. His giant hand loosened slightly and a damaged Sword Spirit flew out.
The woman reached out and grabbed the sword spirit. Her eyes flashed with surprise as well.
Zuo Hsingzhou and the girl started discussing in a low voice.
Tu Jin, Rong Qingzhi, and the others all made their moves. As hundreds and thousands of sword spirits danced about within the Sword Spirit Pool, they were able to easily capture a varying number of sword spirits. Everyone could clearly see that the hundreds and thousands of sword spirits dancing together were not as many as the 'Lei Xiao' and 'Fen Yun' from before.
"Nobody is allowed to retrieve the sword spirits in the pool!" All of a sudden, Zuo Hsingzhou released his hand technique, and all the sword spirits that he captured previously flew out, continuing to dance on the Sword Spirit Pool. The middle-aged woman spoke with a clear and cold voice, but with a supreme pressure.
"I shall follow the orders of the Academy Master!" A voice came from the side of Chen Yu. It was the old man whom Ximen Guanshui called Master Zhan. He greeted the girl from a distance, and after answering her, he walked towards her.
Ximen Guanshui and the other Swordspirit Academy disciples all bowed.
Only then did Chen Yu understand that the middle-aged woman was actually the Principal of Swordspirit Academy. In terms of status, she was probably even higher than Tu Jin.
The abnormality in Sword Spirit Pool was still there, so Zuo Hsingzhou and Tu Jin obviously weren't clear about what was going on either. They were still discussing it with the woman.
The sword spirits gathered like a school of fish.
"My Sword Spirit!" Some of the Sword Sect disciples who were dispirited and dejected, with painful expressions on their faces, suddenly revealed excited expressions, pointed at one of the hundreds of sword spirits and exclaimed in surprise, "My sword spirit is still here!"
"My sword spirit is also here. I have not been able to sense it for a long time. It has not been devoured!" Another disciple shouted in surprise.
"Mine is here too, but I can't take it back!"
"…"
The ones who spoke were the few Sword Sect disciples who were the first to catch the wandering fish sword spirits, and were the Sword Spirit that was engulfed by the Sword Spirit Pool.
Chen Yu looked over and recognized a sword spirit that looked like a long, dark green snake. If he remembered correctly, it was Feng Yun's sword spirit.
"What's going on?" Ximen Guanshui said in surprise, "The sword spirit that had been devoured by the Sword Spirit Pool was actually unharmed?"
"Senior Brother Xi Men, have you noticed that there are so many sword spirits from our ancestors flying around in an orderly manner? They did not collide with each other!" Someone suddenly said.
Only then did Ximen Guanshui realize this, and his expression shook as he said: "Before, when Sword Spirit Pool fluctuated, although the Sword Spirits in the pool didn't fight with each other, they wouldn't be as completely safe and sound as they are now!"
"What exactly caused such a change in the Sword Spirit Pool today?" Ximen Guanshui muttered with a puzzled expression.
Tu Jin, Rong Qingzhi and the other higher ups of the Sword Sect scattered and walked to various places along the side of the pool. All of them had lightning-fast eyes as they stared closely at the Sword Spirit Pool, as if they wanted to see through all the changes within it.
Seeing this, Chen Yu's heart couldn't help but shiver.
Although Chen Yu felt that it was unbelievable, he felt that all the changes in Sword Spirit Pool were caused by the black Broken Sword. If Zuo Hsingzhou and the other Sword Sect executives were to clearly see this, who knew what kind of consequences it would bring about.
With this thought, Chen Yu's heart shook.
Chen Yu sensed that the black Broken Sword was moving stealthily like an ancient giant crocodile, heading towards the bottom of the pool.
Compared to the tide of sword spirits on the surface of his Sword Spirit Pool, Chen Yu could clearly feel that the bottom of the pool was relatively quiet through the Black Broken Sword's perception.
The black Broken Sword hid under the many sword spirits on the surface of the Sword Spirit Pool who were boiling with excitement, and headed towards a small area at the bottom of the pool that carried a dark and gloomy feeling.
In the next moment, Chen Yu felt the black Broken Sword touch some dark and deep Qi.
"Could it be the sword spirit left behind by someone before fusing?" The perception of the black Broken Sword was too obscure, causing Chen Yu to be unable to determine what exactly happened. When he focused his gaze, he also could not see the black Broken Sword because of the thousands of sword spirits tumbling in the pool. However, under this kind of special environment within the Sword Spirit Pool, Chen Yu was still able to guess what was happening.
Unable to see the situation at the bottom of the pool, Chen Yu could only concentrate.
From what he could sense, once the black Broken Sword and that wave of aura made contact, they were first carefully tested out, and then they interweaved and fused together. Then, Chen Yu felt that the black Broken Sword's aura became stronger, but its aura also became different.
After a short ten breaths of time, the aura became even stronger. Then, in the bottom of Chen Yu's heart, a slender sword that pierced through Sword Spirit Pool suddenly appeared, swimming in the air like a black shadow.
"Shadow!" Chen Yu remembered that this sword spirit was the Umbra Sword Spirit among the ten or so Sword Spirits that had manifested previously.
Without waiting for Chen Yu to think, the black Broken Sword started to move again.
On the surface of the water, over a thousand sword spirits were still rolling about, while Zuo Hsingzhou, Tu Jin and the rest beside the pool were still staring at the Sword Spirit Pool with shining eyes, trying to figure out what was happening to the Sword Spirit Pool. None of them expected that there would already be a black Broken Sword at the bottom of the pool that left behind a lagoon.
Very quickly, Chen Yu felt that the black Broken Sword had touched the second Sword Spirit Aura.
"Wings of God!" Based on the aura, Chen Yu was able to quickly identify the second sword spirit the black Broken Sword had come in contact with.
The God Winged Sword Spirit was the fusion of the sword spirit of the Sword Sect master Yi Qingfeng from three thousand five hundred years ago. With this sword spirit, Yi Qingfeng's strength surpassed his own, and he suppressed the experts of over a dozen sects, leaving behind a deep impression in the history of the Sword Sect.
The unpredictable aura quickly merged with the black Broken Sword's aura, and Chen Yu felt the black Broken Sword's aura become even stronger.
Chen Yu was both surprised and nervous.
Chen Yu was a little worried that the black Broken Sword would be exposed after it stole the Langya Sword Sect, but he was also worried that the black Broken Sword would have some sort of change and would no longer be under his control.
It had to be known that even Zuo Hsingzhou, the master of Sword Sect, had personally come to the Sword Spirit Pool. Adding on the few school heads and several tens of elders of Sword Sect, the black Broken Sword had quietly merged with the shadow under their noses.
In Chen Yu's tense state of mind, the black Broken Sword had already merged with its Divine Winged Sword Spirit. It continued to move and came into contact with another sword spirit's aura.
The sword spirit was majestic and cold.
In Chen Yu's mind, a picture of a sword spirit appeared. It was precisely 'Jun Lin'!
As soon as the black Broken Sword and 'Jun Lin' made contact, they also tested each other and began to fuse together. However, it only took them a second or two to merge together before the aura of the Jun Lin Sword skyrocketed, clashing against the black Broken Sword.
In a split-second, the atmosphere changed drastically. Two powerful sword intents interweaved, tearing the water apart as they rushed up.
As the water splashed out, the sword spirits that were moving above the water were torn apart and blown away. The two sword intents then dashed into the air.
This change immediately attracted the attention of all the experts present.