Unparalleled After 10 Draws

Unparalleled After 10 Draws
ch.7


Chapter 7: 7


There was a huge limestone slab pierced with nine holy swords at the top of Sword Mountain.


The piercing cold sword intents stretched out in a radius of 100 feet around them.


On the perimeter stood only nine swords. All the other swords were unable to enter this region as if there was a domain preventing them from entering.


A young man with sharp brows and starry eyes was currently staring at the nine holy swords that were 1000 feet away from them. There was a flash of fire in his eyes that gave rise to a longing that he thought was hard to control.


“I have already broken through to the perfect Nascent Soul Realm by now, so I will definitely get the acknowledgement of the holy sword today! I will prove that I, Murong Xuan, am not under Nan Gonghuang! ”


Murong Xuan was proud of his success and he looked determined to win.


He took one step into the perimeter that was shrouded in holy sword intent. In an instant, the sword intent around him ferociously pressed down on his body!


The holy swords used their sword intent as a test.


Murong Xuan made preparations from the very beginning to face the suppressing power of sword intent. Spirit energy surged out from the spirit ruins in his body and surrounded his entire body, blocking the sword intent.


He took one step at a time…


Murong Xuan approached the holy sword with sturdy footsteps!


The power of suppressing sword intent was even more tyrannical and terrifying the closer he got!


When Murong Xuan was 500 feet away from the holy sword, there was a thin layer of sweat coming out from his forehead. He felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him and every step he took was extremely difficult.


 A few people consisting of four men and two women were watching Murong Xuan in the sky.


Every one of them was wearing a beautiful black robe. If a disciple of the Black Sky Sect saw them, they would definitely recognize that these few people were Daoist Black Sky Sect!


Daoists are the most outstanding disciples in cultivation orthodoxy!


It was especially true of the Black Heaven Sect with the old traditions passed down over the years. Every Daoist of Sage orthodoxy who had produced Sages in the past was the best heavenly son unrivalled in the world.


One could even call them qilin children as well.


“Try guessing, do you guys think Murong Xuan will be able to get the acknowledgement of the holy sword this time around?” asked a daoist with a contemplating smile.


“He has failed almost ten times now, I think there will be enough tension this time as well,” another Daoist said with apathy.


“It's not necessarily so. I heard that Murong Xuan has already broken through to the perfect Nascent Soul Realm, so he might be able to succeed this time around, right? “


“The possibility must exist. ”


“If successful, Nangong Huang will have another rival. ”


The group discussed excitedly.


Murong Xuan suddenly shouted long below them.


The Heavenly Sun Sword Art!


A large amount of spirit energy gushed out from Murong Xuan's body.


The flaming sword qi exploded and turned into a ring of fire. A ring of fire revolved around him and fought the sword intent of the holy sword.


The pressure on Murong Xuan greatly decreased once he lightened his body.


“Tallest Technique, Heavenly Sun Sword Art!”


“Hah, the effect is much stronger than before. He had actually broken through to the perfect Nascent Soul Realm, so he might actually be able to obtain the holy sword this time around. ”


The daoists in the sky clicked their tongues in surprise.


Other than the Three Great Hermit Techniques, there were still some Supreme Techniques in the Sacred Black Sky Land. Only True Disciples and Daoists could develop this technique.


400 Feet. 300 feet. 200 feet…


100 feet!


He was only 100 feet away from the holy sword!


Murong Xuan's eyes were rigidly fixed on the red holy sword. It was the Holy Sword, the Crimson Exercise, the purpose of this journey!


The most suitable holy sword for him was the Crimson Drill.


It exuded an aura of masculinity and strength, incomparable tyranny!


It also complemented his Red Sun Daoist Physique, so it could definitely increase his fighting prowess by more than double. When the time came, he would not be afraid of the nine great Daoists of the Black Sky Sect except Nangong Huang. Aside from being a bit of a villain, he could even walk freely wherever he liked among the youths in the Azure Dragon Domain.


The pressure from the sword intent was even more terrifying 100 feet away from the holy sword.


Even a Nascent Soul Cultivator might not be able to stand it either.


However, Murong Xuan wasn't an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. He was the unrivalled son of heaven and possessed the rare Crimson Sun Daoist Physique. He even developed the Sage Technique!


His foundation and fighting ability surpassed cultivators who were in the same realm!


The Art of the Nine Sun Heavens !!!


Four spirit energy balls were seen floating behind him now. They turned into four dazzling and vibrant suns and whistled with incomparably terrifying heat waves !!!


This was one of the Three Greatest Sage Techniques of the Black Sky Sect, the heavenly Nine Sun Art!


The expression on Daoist's face changed slightly.


“The Art of the Nine Sun Gods with four suns in the same sky means he is in the fourth stage. Seeing this power, I think he will also soon qualify for the fifth stage. ”


“Tsk, Murong Xuan possesses the Daoist Physique of the Red Sun so he is much faster than the other cultivators who cultivate the Art of the Nine Sacred Sun and is also much stronger. If he could obtain the Crimson Drill, I think he could compete with Nan Gonghuang! ”


At this moment, Murong Xuan who made use of the Heavenly Nine Sun Art closed the last 100 feet, 90, 80, 70, 60 …


He finally arrived in front of the Red Drill Sword in the end.


It was several times more tiring for him to cover this short 100-foot distance than before. However, the smile on his face did not diminish as he looked at the Crimson Drill before him with a fiery look in his eyes. “Sacred Sword Crimson Drill, acknowledge your loyalty to me !!!”


He boldly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Crimson Drill.


Buzz, buzz, buzz!


The Crimson Drill Sword began to tremble and sword qi began to flow out.


Murong Xuan had anticipated this before. All the spirit energy in his body surged to suppress the sword qi and the four excited suns behind him became even more dazzling.


This is the last stage.


“Crimson Training, I have the Daoist Physique of the Red Sun and cultivate the Art of the Nine Sacred Suns. Our attributes are compatible so I am best suited to be your owner! Why should you refuse? “


“Your name will be legendary if you acknowledge me as your master!”


“It is not impossible for you to be reborn and become the Weapon of the Emperor when I conquer the imperial throne one day! So, leave it to me !!! “


Murong Xuan suppressed the sword qi as he patiently coaxed the Crimson Drill. The holy weapon had a soul, so he wished he could use this to earn his acknowledgement.


It was as if the Crimson Drill had been persuaded as well as its sword qi was slowly shrinking.


Upon seeing this, Murong Xuan was overjoyed and he took out the Crimson Drill in an explosion of energy.


“Haha, Crimson Drill, you will not regret!”


In a blink of an eye .


The power Murong Xuan emitted resembled a rainbow the instant he resonated with the sword!


All the Daoist observers were worried.


“He really made it !!!”


“Taois another has obtained the recognition of the holy sword after Nan Gonghuang!”


“Huh, someone is coming. ”


Suddenly, something caught the attention of the Daoist and they turned to look somewhere not too far away. The only thing they saw was someone walking slowly towards the holy sword from hundreds of feet away.


That person was wearing a white wide-sleeved qilin robe with a jade hat on his head and a ethereal aura around him. All the swords would buzz and tremble slightly wherever he went.


It was as if the sword was respectfully welcoming their king! Their gods!


“Who is this guy? It was as if his every move contained some sort of Daoist charm and he even looked like a god walking on Earth. He's too amazing. ”


“What happened to that sword? Why do I feel like they are welcoming this person? It's kind of unimaginable, isn't it? ”


“I've heard of this person before, he is a newly promoted Main Disciple. ”


“Lead? Then isn't he going to be our Senior Martial Brother?


Some Daoists looked at each other anxiously before their gazes were fixed on the person who had arrived.


On the other hand, Murong Xuan's entire face was filled with excitement as he held onto the Crimson Drill.


He had only gained the temporary right to use the holy weapon because the Crimson Drill had yet to fully acknowledge him as its owner. However, he could definitely make full use of the Crimson Drill as long as he took care of himself and his cultivation gradually progressed!


Just as Murong Xuan was fantasizing about how he was going to use the Crimson Drill in his hand to destroy everyone in his path in the future, it suddenly began to tremble again.


No, not just Crimson Drill.


The other holy swords were also trembling at once.


It was as if they were excited and respectfully greeted someone!


“What's going on?”


 


Murong Xuan's brows frowned slightly. This was the first time he had faced a situation like this. He turned around as he sensed something and looked at Chu Kuangren, who was currently walking slowly. When he saw that it was him, there was an expression of astonishment in his eyes as well.


“This guy... is so handsome!”