Chapter Twenty-Four: Stunning Performance

  "Alright, fellow disciples, you can now enter the Sword Tower."

  Fat Shixiong laughed and said.

  As he spoke, he took the lead and walked towards the gate of the Sword Tower.

  The gate looks extremely ancient, as if it were made of a peculiar kind of wood, with strange patterns carved on it. These patterns are not simple at first glance, and they seem to be vivid and lifelike.

  If you look closely, you will find that the fine structure of these patterns is actually a deep and profound sword scar.

  Of course, with Wang Xuanyang and other newcomers' eyesight, it's still invisible.

  Soon, Fat Master stepped into the Sword Tower.

  His round body seemed to roll in, looking extremely comical and laughable.

  The nine people following behind were both excited and nervous.

  Wang Xuanyang was the first to step into the Sword Tower, and in an instant, a formless pressure enveloped his entire body, seeping in. This pressure was not the spiritual oppression of the Name Registration Tower, but rather more subtle, invisible, and imperceptible, yet it truly existed. As soon as this pressure penetrated into his sea of consciousness, it formed a strange sword scar. The sword scar looked very vague and did not invade, but it gave Wang Xuanyang a sense of horror. Suddenly, his spiritual sea was shaken by the sword scar, turning upside down, and he was unable to stabilize it.

  At this moment, Wang Xuanyang's sea of consciousness was turbulent and his spiritual sea completely lost control.

  It's really hard to imagine that such an inconspicuous sword scar could be so terrifying.

  The sword mark moved slightly, tearing apart the sea of consciousness, and Wang Xuan Yang felt a strong sense of horror, as if the sea of consciousness was about to collapse.

  Is this the intangible will of the sword?

  As expected, it's terrifying!

  This is just the first layer and it's just the entrance.

  He really couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be if it were a higher level of intangible sword intent.

  Wang Xuanyang's body shook, but his spiritual power was too vast. Although the sword scar was terrifying, it could not truly tear apart his spiritual sea, let alone after his spiritual power had undergone a transformation.

  He still stood firmly.

  However, the eight people following Wang Xuan Yang were not so lucky. Almost as soon as they stepped in, seven of them turned pale and collapsed to the ground, with four of them even fainting dead away.

  Only one young man with a sword on his back did not sit down, but he was not much better than the others, almost biting his teeth and struggling to hold on.

  The young man with a sword on his back is called Li Xuanfeng, and he ranked third in the outer gate assessment.

  The other inner disciples who were originally watching also looked at each other and saw this situation, many of them were shocked.

  "Could it be that someone actually entered just by shaking their body slightly? Is he the one who can summon the ancestor's spirit?"

  "It must be him, no mistake about it, and only such a person could have gone this far."

  "Yes, if he can't even achieve this level, how can he possibly summon the ancestor's spirit? Let's see how far he can go. This is just the first layer, and the sword intent will only grow stronger as you venture deeper."

  "There's also that young man with a sword who isn't bad either, it's just that with the pearl in front of him, he doesn't stand out as much. If that person didn't exist, his performance would be quite impressive too."

  "Indeed, being able to stand upright at the beginning without falling to the ground is a kind of strength."

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  Fat master brother turned his head and took a look, his eyes narrowed even smaller.

  He no longer stops, and continues on his way.

  Wang Xuanyang finally withstood the pressure of that sword scar, although the sword scar was constantly cutting and tearing at his spiritual sea, but his spirit was too vast and quickly recovered.

  Seeing Fat Master advancing, Wang Xuan Yang gritted his teeth and also suddenly moved forward.

  He took one step forward and found that the sword mark had slightly strengthened.

  Obviously, the deeper it goes, the stronger this sword scar will be.

  However, as he adapted to this sword scar, this slight enhancement, he was still able to withstand it.

  It's just for him alone.

  Others will not be able to bear it.

  The young man with the sword looked at Wang Xuan Yang's back, and a look of incredulity appeared in his heart. He had thought that even if Wang Xuan Yang was more talented than him, it was only talent after all. In terms of cultivation, he believed he would surpass Wang Xuan Yang, and in this Sword Tower, he must have a great advantage.

  But now it seems that this is just a one-sided wish of mine, and there is actually such a big gap between him and me.

  His spiritual energy was now in a state of turmoil, unable to be controlled, let alone use the symbols to defend against the invisible sword intent.

  Now he can only rely on his spiritual consciousness instinct to resist.

  "I'm so much older than him, my cultivation is higher than his, I absolutely won't be worse than him."

  He gritted his teeth and took a sudden step forward.

  Boom!

  In an instant, he only felt the sky collapse and the earth shatter, his sea of consciousness seemed to have collapsed, although the sword scar in his mind had only strengthened a little, but for his already extremely fragile sea of consciousness, it was like the last straw that crushed the camel, he fell to the ground with a thud.

  He suddenly felt a little regretful, why was he so impatient, if he hadn't taken that step earlier, he could have persisted for some more time, and after adapting himself, things might have been much better.

  Unfortunately, it's too late for regrets now.

  He felt his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred, and finally, everything went black as he fainted completely. Then, a burst of light suddenly appeared out of nowhere, enveloping him, and with a flicker, the light vanished, which was the sign that the Sword Tower had automatically transported him away.

  Now, apart from Wang Xuan Yang, there are only two people left.

  The two of them sat paralyzed on the ground, desperately defending against that intangible sword intent.

  However, as time goes on, it's probably hard to resist.

  Only Wang Xuanyang followed closely behind Fat Brother step by step.

  As he gradually got used to it, the slightly enhanced sword scar was no longer a threat to him.

  The farther back he went, the more stable his pace became, and the faster his speed became. In the end, he could even keep up with Fat Master Brother.

  Some of the insiders who were watching have also followed up.

  There is also a small portion of inner disciples who stay outside.

  It's not that they don't want to come in, but rather they can't withstand the intangible sword intent inside this tower. Even if they could withstand it, it would only be for a very short time.

  Everyone saw that Wang Xuan Yang was actually able to keep up with Fat Brother's speed, and they were all shocked beyond words. At first, Wang Xuan Yang's performance was still normal, but now it was simply abnormal.

  Could it be that this is the true power of Wang Xuan Yang summoning the ancestor's spirit?

  Fat master brother is also getting more and more shocked.

  He already understood that with Wang Xuanyang's current performance, he might be able to reach the second layer at most.

  As soon as he entered the door, he could go up to the second floor. This talent is simply beyond the sky.

  In the history of the Unspeakable Sect, only two or three people have been able to achieve this, and none of them are not ancestors of the Unspeakable Sect.

  This Wang Xuanyang will likely become a master-level figure once he grows up.

  Finally, Wang Xuanyang followed Fat Brother to the end of the first floor.

  At the end was a strange altar, emitting a dim glow.

  Fat Master stepped in and disappeared.

  This is a teleportation array.

  Wang Xuanyang also followed closely behind.

  Naturally, some of the onlookers from the inner sect also followed, but in smaller numbers.

  The second layer.

  Wang Xuanyang's figure appeared along with Fat Brother.

  In an instant, Wang Xuanyang's whole body shook, and he once again found himself in the same situation as when he had just entered the Sword Tower.

  In his mind's eye, it actually appeared in the second sword scar.

  Although it's just one more, and this sword mark is also very vague, but one plus one is not as simple as two, but a qualitative change.

  Two sword scars intertwined and interwoven, as if having a strange amplifying effect, making the destructive power to the Sea of Consciousness even more terrifying.

  "What an incredibly sharp sword intent!"

  Wang Xuanyang tightly guarded his mind and spirit, exerting all his strength to restrain the spiritual power, suppressing the two sword scars that were rampaging everywhere.

  In the process of resisting the sword intent, it seems that there is no gain, but in fact, it is not so. The stability of the spirit of the sea of consciousness has become even stronger, and this stability can also be reflected on the symbols, which seem to have been further condensed, as if they can emit a brilliant light.

  The most striking is still that sword, which is even more dazzling.

  And his spirit became even more closely connected with the sword.

  However, he found that although the sword symbols had been refined further, they still did not show any signs of condensing into a sword symbol seed with other symbol species.

  This is somewhat abnormal.

  He didn't have time to think about these things for now, a new sword scar had just been born, and his pressure had increased exponentially.

  However, he was still able to barely hold on.

  Moreover, as he gradually got used to it, the pressure of the two sword scars could be borne again.

  He took another step forward.

  Many inner disciples saw this and all of them took a cold breath in reverse.

  Two sword scars are not comparable to one sword scar, even if it's an old man from the inner door disciples, from the first layer to the second layer, at the beginning, they can't support for a long time, let alone take a step forward, at least need several days of adaptation period.

  When Wang Xuan Yang followed Fat Brother's footsteps to the transmission array on the second floor, all the inner door disciples who were watching didn't know how to describe Wang Xuan Yang's abnormality.

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