C23 sword (1/2)

The Spirit Gathering Tower was quiet and peaceful. The disciples that had come were also whispering, and did not dare to make a ruckus so as to not attract the attention of others.

Third floor of the tower, in a remote corner. Han Chen's entire body was surrounded by a layer of faint light aura, and the nature spirit energy in the air was pouring into his body unceasingly, and then transforming into martial elemental energy for him to use.

Sitting beside him was Wu Jun. The latter didn't absorb the spirit energy like Han Chen did. Instead, he looked at a wall behind Han Chen with a serious expression.

When one looked around, they would discover that almost a third of the people in the surroundings were all staring at the wall. Everyone's expression was tense and their faces were serious and solemn.

”Hu!” After an unknown period of time, Han Chen gently moved a little, and then, he opened his eyes and deeply breathed out.

Wu Jun turned around and smiled, ”You really shock me. Cultivating the first level of Qi Refining on the third level, you are definitely the first.”

Han Chen rubbed his nose. Speaking of which, he did not rely entirely on his own strength, but on the power of others. However, the Spirit Gathering Tower really did have an astonishing effect. In just a short period of time, he felt his strength had increased by a bit.

”How long have I been cultivating?”

”Hmm? Two hours! ”About the same.”

”Oh? It's been so long? ” Han Chen was slightly surprised, she had originally thought that it would take at most an hour, but then she asked, ”You haven't cultivated yet?”

Wu Jun shook his head, then pointed to the wall, ”I'm trying to comprehend the profound principles left behind by senior, you can try.”

Mysterious? Han Chen was stunned at first, then realized that on the pitch-black wall, there was actually a drawing. The look in the pattern was rather faint. If one did not look carefully, it would be hard to detect it.

The pattern was very simple. It was just a sword, ordinary and no different from the usual swords. If this was carved into some wall in the outer sect, no one would pay attention to it.

Was there really some mystery behind this? Han Chen secretly suspected, but just as he was about to ask, he saw that Wu Jun was immersed in thought, so he did not want to disturb him.

The others on the third floor, on the other hand, had similarly pensive looks on their faces. Han Chen could not help but become serious. No matter what, the Mystical Peak would not casually carve anything to amuse the disciples inside the sect.

Concentrating his mind, Han Chen started to carefully observe the sword-shaped pattern on the wall. After an unknown period of time, Han Chen realised that space seemed to have stopped, and vaguely, he noticed that the sword was warping.

Han Chen frowned, two sharp blades appearing in his eyes, like flowing lights in the night, penetrating deep into one's heart. Soon after, the two beams of light split into two, two, two, four. Then it turned into thousands upon thousands of densely packed sword blades, releasing a strong imposing aura, which covered the sky and attacked Han Chen.

Han Chen fiercely trembled, his consciousness instantly awakening. He was panting heavily, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

”Han Chen, are you alright?” Wu Jun asked.

Han Chen did not say anything, but recalled the feeling just now. It was clearly trying to grab onto something, but in the nick of time, it still managed to escape.

”How are you?” Wu Jun called out again.

”I'm fine.” Han Chen smiled apologetically, he thought that this was just a normal occurrence and did not explain further.

”En!”

In this dark environment, staying longer would cause one's emotions to become somewhat depressed. Han Chen followed Wu Jun and left the third floor. When they returned to the first floor, sure enough, they did not see Xin Lan or Dazzling Spring. This was the first time the two of them had come to the Spirit Gathering Tower, so it was hard to avoid getting used to staying here for too long.

Walking out of the Spirit Gathering Tower, the two of them were waiting not far ahead. Seeing Han Chen and Wu Jun coming out, Xin Lan immediately waved his hand and walked over, ”Han Chen, Wu Jun, over here.”

”When did you come out?” Han Chen and Han Chen also walked over.

”About an hour ago!” The atmosphere inside is really too stuffy. ”

Xin Lan laughed as he walked. Just as the four of them were about to walk together, a figure suddenly approached them in a hurry. The few of them did not pay much attention to this. But when he reached the man's side, Han Chen's expression changed, and pushed away the man who was facing him with his back, and, at the same time, threw a palm towards him.

”Heh.” Accompanied by a strange laugh, the man also raised his palm to block Han Chen's attack.