Chapter 308 - 42 Years Old, Desert Frenzy (2/2)
Immediately, 300 of the cultivators with the most powerful cultivations flew into Ten-thousand Swords Divine Mountain.
The others held their breath in anticipation, waiting for the results.
After a while, an explosion suddenly rang out.
Boom!!
A terrifying aura blasted out from within Ten-thousand Swords Divine Mountain, following which all of the swords on the mountain violently trembled and hummed. The sound of all of them together was simply deafening.
Swish! Swish! Swish…
The swords rushed high into the sky, covering the clouds with their tips pointing downwards. At a glance, it was impossible to tell how many swords there were.
One million?
Five million?
Ten million?
No one could tell with their eyes, and everyone was shaken by this sight.
…
In the blink of an eye, another three years had passed.
Zhou Xuanji had Ning Zifeng take the second group of second generation disciples down the mountain. This time, he sent out 18 second generation disciples.
Now, Zhou Xuanji was 42 years old and had obtained another six swords in the meantime.
One of them was Glorious Gold grade and was called Desert Frenzy.
Sword Name: Desert Frenzy
Grade: Glorious Gold
Description: Forged from a Desert Heart. It can gather Desert Power, and the greater the size of a desert, the greater its might will be.
Of the five other swords, the lowest grade was Gold grade, and there were two Amethyst grade swords.
They were the Diseased Earth Sword, Evil Blue Sword, Windrider Sword, Three Thousand Chaos Flow Sword, and Green Hill Entering River Sword.
He had also awakened the soul of another ancient powerful being. His name was Ghost Emperor Zhangtian, and he was more powerful than the previous souls.
What made Zhou Xuanji feel quite disappointed was that Emperor Hanlan still had not woken up.
Back when he had been facing Huangquan Drake King, if it had not been for Emperor Hanlan, it would have been difficult to tell who would win. It was quite likely that the odds would have been against him.
As such, he had a good impression of Emperor Hanlan.
During these three years, he had also obtained two more sword techniques. They were not very powerful, and they were not of much use to him in battle.
However, he still learned them so that he could write them down and put them into a Sword Pavilion. Since he was going to start a sect, he could not lack sword techniques and energy techniques. The more he had, the better; that way, he would be able to build the Emperor Sword Court’s foundation.
Today, Zhou Xuanji was teaching Meng Tianlang, Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Lin Changge, Beixiao Wangjian, and Huang Lianxin.
Nowadays, he very rarely personally taught, so all of them greatly treasured this opportunity.
Meng Tianlang had fully learned the Sky Dominating Divine Sword and his cultivation rapidly progressed too, vividly displaying the splendor of the Ten Thousand Year Prince.
The others were not discouraged and continued to work hard at cultivating, and they tried to reduce the gap between them.
Meng Tianlang was currently learning the Ancestor Dragon Sword.
It was not just them—the second generation and third generation disciples also drooled whenever they thought of the Ancestor Dragon Sword.
Zhou Xuanji only taught the Ancestor Dragon Sword to his confidantes, and anyone else who wanted to learn it had to have his permission.
This was one of the Emperor Sword Court’s core sword techniques, and it could not be casually passed down.
Zhou Xuanji was quite curious to see how long it would take Meng Tianlang to learn the Ancestor Dragon Sword. Lin Changge and Ning Zifeng could already manifest the Ancestor Dragon Sword, but they were still far away from Great Accomplishment.
From how he saw it, it would take at least ten years for Meng Tianlang to reach Great Accomplishment in the Ancestor Dragon Sword. If he wanted to reach Zhou Xuanji’s level with the Ancestor Dragon Sword, it would take him 50 years.
As for Emperor’s Way Thousand Hand Sword Buddha, he did not want to pass it down for now.
This was his most powerful sword technique, and he would only consider passing it down after obtaining an even more powerful sword technique.
After all, he was the founder of the Emperor Sword Court and had to maintain a profound and unfathomable image.
At that moment, the Jingtian Eagle appeared behind Zhou Xuanji and half-knelt as he cupped his fists and reported, “Master, Ten-thousand Swords Divine Mountain has taken in 1,000 disciples, and the Sword Saint’s reputation within the human race has skyrocketed. I’m afraid even Yang Di cannot compete with him.”