Nether Pavilion deep in the main hall.
Li Wushang stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, looking at the dark night outside the window, his brows furrowed.
Since receiving the urgent report from Sky Swallow City, he has never had a moment of peace.
Yuan Zhan is dead.
The gold mine was lost.
And the one who killed Yuan Zhan and took the gold mine was actually Fang Han.
That Beginner stage young man who was only more than two years old, that Azure Profound Sect True Disciple that he tried to get rid of several times but failed repeatedly, has now broken through Third Grade, and can even kill Yuan Zhan of Third Grade Late Stage.
What concerned him even more was another news that came today - Fang Han topped Prodigy Ranking.
Twenty-year-old Prodigy Ranking ranked first.
This shocking news was like a red-hot iron, scalding his heart.
"If this son is not eliminated, he will become a serious problem."
Li Wushang whispered to himself in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and filled with an irrepressible chill.
The knuckles turned slightly white from exertion.
This kid is growing up too fast.
It was so fast that every time he got news, he seemed to see a higher mountain rising from the Azure Profound Sect.
With this talent, if you leave it alone, it is very possible to become a master.
By then, the power comparison between the Nether Pavilion and Azure Profound Sect will be completely unbalanced.
"He must be eliminated."
Li Wushang gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice.
How to get rid of it?
Second Grade Elder couldn't get away, Third Grade Late Stage's Yuan Zhan had died under his sword, so sending him Third Grade Elder was just sending him to death.
As for First Grade Elder, there are only a few of them in the Nether Pavilion. Each one of them is located in an extremely important place and cannot be easily dispatched.
Li Wushang took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions, stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, and frowned more and more.
Just then--
"Deputy Pavilion Master."
The voice of Deacon Liu Jin came from outside the palace door, with a bit of caution.
"What's the matter?"
Li Wushang asked in a somewhat impatient tone.
"Yuan Ye Elder asks for a meeting."
Liu Jin's voice came from outside the door.
"Yuan Ye?"
Li Wushang's brows raised slightly.
Yuan Zhan's clan brother, Third Grade Late Stage, has been trapped in this situation for many years. He was given a High Grade Mirror-Breaking Pill.
Come to see me at this time...
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
That thought flashed past, but his deep eyes suddenly lit up.
"Please."
Li Wushang turned around, with a trace of undisguised eagerness in his voice.
The palace door was gently pushed open.
A figure stepped in.
The person is about sixty years old, with a face of Fang Zheng, and under thick eyebrows, a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle.
He is somewhat similar to Yuan Zhan, but he is a little more calm and a little less sinister than Yuan Zhan.
Wearing a black robe with dark patterns unique to the Nether Pavilion Elder, the corners of the robe are embroidered with dark flame patterns with gold thread.
It is Yuan Ye.
Li Wushang's eyes fell on Yuan Ye, he looked at it for a moment, and then--
The pupils contracted slightly.
Yuan Ye The aura around him was completely different from the past.
The aura was as calm as a mountain, as restrained as water, but it also contained a faint pressure.
With his strength, it is still impossible to judge the cultivation level of Upper Third Grade warrior through his breath, but judging from the changes in Yuan Ye's breath, it is very likely that he has broken through Second Grade!
"Yuan Ye, I have met Deputy Pavilion Master Li."
Yuan Ye walked closer, bowed and saluted, his voice was deep and deep, echoing in the empty hall.
"No need to be polite."
Li Wushang nodded slightly, his eyes stayed on Yuan Ye for another moment, and then he slowly spoke, with a hint of exploration in his voice.
"Yuan Elder came here, why?"
"Deputy Pavilion Master Li, I have broken through Second Grade."
Yuan Ye straightened up and met Li Wushang's gaze. His voice was still low, but with a trace of irrepressible excitement.
"A few days ago, after taking High Grade Realm-Breaking Pill given by the deputy master, I retreated for a few days and finally broke through the bottleneck and stepped into the realm of Second Grade."
As soon as these words came out, the hall fell into a brief silence.
"Okay, very good."
Li Wushang stared at Yuan Ye, and there was an indescribable light in those deep eyes.
With a sense of lightness and relief.
This is the only good news he has heard in these days.
Yuan Ye breaks through Second Grade, which means he has one more card in his hand that can be used.
A card that is enough to get rid of Fang Han.
"Yuan Elder, since you have broken through Second Grade, I leave the matter to you for Sky Swallow City."
Li Wushang opened his mouth and his voice returned to calmness.
"Yuan Zhan is my clan brother and has a very good relationship with me."
Yuan Ye's expression turned gloomy at this moment.
The muscles on Fang Zheng's face twitched slightly, and an unconcealable murderous intent flashed through those sharp eyes.
His voice was hoarse, filled with irrepressible anger.
"Even if there is no order from the sect, I will get rid of this son and avenge Yuan Zhan."
"Yuan Elder Since you have this intention, I will leave this matter to you."
Li Wushang looked at Yuan Ye, a trace of satisfaction flashed through his deep eyes, and there was a hint of approval in his voice.
"I'm going to Sky Swallow City. The mission is to kill Fang Han and take back the gold mine."
"This child has broken through Third Grade, and once he breaks through, he has the strength to kill Third Grade Late Stage Yuan Zhan Elder. You must not be careless."
"Don't worry, Deputy Pavilion Master."
Yuan Ye bowed his hands and spoke in a calm voice.
"No matter how strong this son is, he is no more than Third Grade Early Stage. I will take his life to avenge Yuan Zhan and regain the gold mine for the sect."
After breaking through Second Grade, he realized how huge the gap in strength was between Second Grade and Third Grade.
No matter how strong Fang Han is, he is just entering Third Grade for the first time. He does not believe that he, who is already a Second Grade warrior, will not be able to win a Third Grade Early Stage.
"It contains the location of the Sky Swallow City gold mine and the relevant information about Fang Han. Please take it."
Li Wushang nodded slightly, turned around, took a booklet from the desk, and handed it to Yuan Ye.
"Have a good rest tonight, and we'll leave early tomorrow morning."
"Yes."
Yuan Ye took the booklet with both hands and put it in his arms.
He saluted Li Wushang again, turned around and strode out of the hall.
The footsteps were steady and powerful, echoing in the empty hall.
Li Wushang stood on the spot with his hands behind his hands, looking at the figure that was getting away, with deep expectations in his deep eyes.
Sky Swallow City North, formerly Nether Pavilion Gold Mine Site.
The early morning sun shines through the gaps in the mountains and forests, casting mottled light and shadow on the open space of the mine.
Fang Han stood in the center of the open space, Cloudsplitter Sword pointed diagonally at the ground, closed his eyes and concentrated.
<Void-Sundering Sword Manual>'s mental methods are flowing in his heart, and those sword moves, changes, and energy-moving techniques that have long been familiar to him are slowly unfolding in his mind like a scroll at this moment.
He took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.
"Whoops--"
Cloudsplitter Sword moved.
This sword was neither fast nor slow, neither hard nor soft, it was just a simple thrust.
However, the moment the sword was thrust out, an indescribable aura suddenly emerged from his body.
The aura was extremely sharp, with terrifying tearing Artistic Conception, as if it could tear everything into pieces.
It is Wind Sword Intent!
With the infusion of Wind Sword Intent, this sword became extremely dangerous. Wherever the sword tip passed, a thin crack appeared in the air silently.
The fine marks were as clear as a knife cutting through the paper, and they lingered for a long time.
Immediately afterwards--
"Tsk!"
A soft sound.
On the ground, a deep scratch appeared out of thin air, extending from Fang Han's feet to several feet away, as if it had been plowed by an invisible sharp blade.
The scratched edges were as smooth as a mirror, and even the gravel was cut neatly.
He didn't stop and drew his sword again.
The second sword struck out.
The sword light passed by, leaving another deep scratch on the ground.
The third sword, the fourth sword, the fifth sword--
Fang Han wields <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> with each sword, and each sword is filled with Wind Sword Intent.
His movements were not fast, it could even be said to be slow.
But every thrust of the sword carried a heart-stopping sharpness.
That sharpness not only comes from the blade, but also from the invisible Sword Intent.
Wherever Sword Intent passed, the air was torn, the ground was cut, and even the vegetation in the distance was cut off silently by this sharp force.
An extremely subtle, vague mental fluctuation is spreading as his Sword Intent spreads.
This is the spiritual impact that comes with Sword Intent.
Although it was not deliberately activated, it naturally spread outwards with Sword Intent, shocking all living things around it.
At the edge of the clearing, a few voles that poked their heads out of their holes were lying stiffly on the ground, motionless.
Shockingly already dead.
These voles were not killed by Sword Qi, and there were no wounds on their bodies.
They were shaken alive by the spiritual impact of Sword Intent.
This is Sword Intent.
Not only can it tear apart tangible things, but it can also frighten invisible gods.
Creatures such as snakes and rats have low intelligence. Faced with this mental impact, they are like ants in the strong wind, losing their lives in an instant.
"Beginner stage is difficult, and the training after Beginner stage is also extremely difficult!"
Fang Han Thoughts flashed through his mind and he continued to focus on his cultivation.
One sword, two swords, three swords--
He performed <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> over and over again, each time being more mellow and smooth than the last time.
<Void-Sundering Sword Manual>, as a master-level Sword Technique, is far more difficult to practice than the top Sword Technique, <Void-Sundering Nine Swords>.
Beginner stage needs to understand Sword Intent. This is already an extremely difficult step. Many people are trapped in this step and cannot understand it for life.
After Beginner stage, it is also extremely difficult to continue to improve.
But at 128 times Sword Art Talent Amplification, he could clearly feel that his understanding of this master-level Sword Technique was steadily deepening.
With each thrust of the sword, his control over Wind Sword Intent becomes more refined.
Every time he practiced sword moves, his understanding of <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> became more profound.
"However, as before, it is no longer possible for Sword Technique to break through quickly!"
Fang Han clearly understands the exaggerated training difficulty of the master-level Sword Technique.
Even if there is Sword Art Talent that is improved by Sword-Shaped Grass and Sword Art Talent Amplification that is 128 times better, it is no longer possible to break through a realm in one month or even less than one month like before.
The two words "Artistic Conception" are like an unreachable mountain. Each step up requires more effort than before.
"No need to be impatient!"
Fang Han did not become impatient because of this.
Because corresponding to the difficulty, every time <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> advances to a higher level, its power will be enhanced far beyond what it was before.
With every improvement in realm, the power will increase tenfold or even more than tenfold.
He calmed down and continued practicing Sword Technique.
Cloudsplitter Sword turned into a stream of cyan light in his hand, sometimes stabbing straight, sometimes slashing diagonally, sometimes sweeping across.
Every sword was infused with Wind Sword Intent. Wherever the sword's edge passed, the air cracked with fine marks, and the ground was plowed into criss-crossing scratches.
He is immersed in cultivation and enlightenment.
Suddenly, his complexion suddenly changed.