As soon as Chen Mo entered the pool, he understood why that man just now was in such pain.
This pool was filled with incredibly abundant Evil Qi and Sword Intent, constantly eroding his physical body. These Sword Intents have settled for nearly a thousand years, possessing extre penetrative power, and even a strong physique like his finds it hard to resist!
The faint red stream flowed into his body through his pores, rushing wildly through his ridians, continuously impacting his acupoints and internal organs, the intense pain was like having his guts torn apart!
He tried using True Yuan to suppress the Sword Qi, but instead welcod a fiercer backlash.
"Truly, only by destroying one's past self can rebirth be achieved," Jiang Zhiyun stood by the riverbank, speaking aloud: "Don't resist, use your heart to comprehend the mysteries within."
Chen Mo went with the flow, unable to block it anyway, so he simply completely opened up his critical acupoints.
As his ridians opened wide, endless Sword Qi imdiately surged in, making him seem like a lone boat in a raging sea, at risk of capsizing at any mont.
Crack—
A faint crackling sound ca to his ear.
Countless cobweb-like fractures spread across his skin, like a shattered porcelain figurine.
Within the Dantian, the Creation Golden Branch swayed unsteadily, releasing Vitality Essence, autonomously repairing his damaged ridians and physical body, and then being destroyed again...
In such a repetitive cycle, strands of Sword Intent rged into his body, and his physique, almost refined to the utmost, actually began to slowly progress forward again!
"What a wonderful thing!"
Chen Mo was overjoyed.
Under the transformation of 'Mixed Elent Furnace Skill', 'Xuantian Canglong Transformation', and 'Ancient Spiritual Constitution', in terms of physical strength alone, he could already be compared to a top Heavenly Master.
Reaching this point, any progress is extrely difficult, even the top level of the Heavenly Martial Arena has no effect on him.
But this Sword Washing Pool is an invaluable, perfect place for cultivation!
In other words, he himself was the sword, and the millennium Sword Intent was the whetstone, constantly honing his physique, making him undergo more profound transformation!
Noticing Chen Mo's gradually stabilizing aura, Jiang Zhiyun's eyes were flicked with surprise.
Under normal circumstances, even a Horizontal Training Master finds it hard to endure such excruciating pain upon first entering the Sword Washing Pool; this person's adaptation speed is swift, showing not only a robust physique, but an exceptional ntal disposition.
Ti ticked by second by second.
Martial cultivators previously soaking in the Sword Washing Pool had already left, but Chen Mo continued to soak, his eyes slightly closed, seemingly entering a state of ditation.
"Looks like underestimating him with one incense stick earlier was a mistake," Jiang Zhiyun shook her head and sighed: "No wonder the Sect Master values him greatly; Zhixia, your fiancé is truly extraordinary."
Shen Zhixia nodded forcefully while biting on a pig trotter, mumbling with her mouth full: "Of course, Brother Chen Mo is the best!"
"However, the Sect Master's thod is indeed effective, seems he already realizes the effect of the Sword Washing Pool, its allure to a Martial Cultivator is fatal, he won't be able to refuse." Jiang Zhiyun's lips quirked into a smile, internally thinking: "Looks like our Martial Saint Mountain will soon gain a top-tier Grandmaster…"
Boom!
Just then, a thunderous explosion echoed from the water pool!
"Hmm?"
Jiang Zhiyun looked up stunned.
Only to see Chen Mo's figure slowly levitate, the faint red water stream forming a vortex, rapidly rotating around him, with a hint of black energy glimring within.
"Is that…"
Jiang Zhiyun's pupils shrank to pinpoints, disbelief written across her eyes.
Absolute Sword Intent is formless and without appearance; unless one comprehends the level of Origins, sensing it is impossible. How could Chen Mo provoke it?!
"What's going on?"
Chen Mo himself was puzzled.
Just now, he felt his growth speed slow down, realized his body had adapted to the pressure, so he activated the Daoist Charm of 'Dragon Devouring Star', hoping to attract more Sword Intent to help refine his physique.
Unexpectedly, it seed to trigger so existence, the pool water churned, and an indescribable vast pressure spread.
Every water droplet weighed like a great mass, his whole body groaned, almost crushing him into powder!
"Mr. Chen, co out quickly!"
"That Sword Intent left by the Ancestor is not sothing you can endure!"
Jiang Zhiyun urgently shouted, leaping towards the vortex's center, intending to forcibly pull Chen Mo out.
Yet the black energy seed to possess intelligence, gathering all Sword Intent, forming a blood-colored barrier, blocking her outside.
Instantly soaring skyward, wrapped in crimson Evil Qi, transforming into a fully manifest blood-colored Flood Dragon, its fang-filled mouth directly swallowing Chen Mo whole!
"This is bad!"
Jiang Zhiyun's face changed!
The powers within Absolute Sword Intent, capable of obliterating everything, are beyond the capability of a Third-grade Grandmaster to bear!
Considering Chen Mo's special status, any mishap not only leaves questions about how to answer to the court, but with the Daoist Venerable's protective nature, he might even tear Martial Saint Mountain apart!
Realizing the severity of the situation, she imdiately prepared to notify the Sect Master.
But in the next mont, the situation abruptly shifted.
Whoosh—
A sudden breeze arose.
Dark clouds gathered above the mountain peak.
Lead-gray dense clouds stacked layer upon layer, tightly sealing the sky, casting darkness across the land.
Within the ink-black clouds, dimly, two vertical pupils appeared, one radiating a golden-red light, the other emitting a deep greenish-blue glow, their eyelids drooped, observing the Sword Intent Flood Dragon indifferently.
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