Ninth Level Blade Momentum, Slay Mu He!

A martial artist at the fourth level of the Mystic Profound Realm was weaker than all of them.

What were they afraid of?

As for this person's identity as an inner disciple of the Mystic Blade Sect?

Mu He did not care about that at all.

He was in the top ten of the Blade Origin Sect's inner disciples, possessed extraordinary talent, and had a significant background as the grandson of an elder.

Even if he were to eventually strike and kill this person, there would be no trouble.

Hearing Mu He's words, the many disciples behind him nodded one after another, no longer hesitating.

They continued to walk forward.

"These overseas sects are simply too arrogant!"

Some young martial artists spoke with resentment.

The Great Cloud Dynasty governed a vast region and was one of the hegemons of the current age.

As martial artists within the Great Cloud Dynasty, when had they ever been insulted like this?

It was a pity that their strength was insufficient, and they could not defeat this group of Blade Origin Sect martial artists.

Otherwise, they likely would have attacked long ago.

"Don't be impulsive; we should just watch the show from the sidelines."

However, some martial artists who knew Su Yun's identity spoke with a smile.

At this moment, Su Yun was still touching the blade scar, comprehending its subtleties, and had not noticed the commotion outside at all.

A moment later, his mind suddenly jolted, and a voice rang out in his head.

"Slaughter Blade Art: By observing the profound blade scar and contemplating for a long time, you have finally gained something. Entering an ethereal state, your comprehension has greatly increased, raising your Blade Intent realm to ninety percent!"

The next moment, various flashes of inspiration and thoughts erupted in his mind one after another.

The trace of subtlety contained within this blade scar was also being continuously absorbed by him.

His attainments in blade techniques began to rise steadily.

At this time, Mu He sent out a disciple to approach Su Yun, intending to drive him away.

Just as this disciple arrived at Su Yun's side, Su Yun had finished his comprehension.

BOOM!

A terrifying aura of Blade Intent instantly erupted from his body, sweeping in all directions and shooting straight into the clouds!

The range covered nearly a thousand meters!

In an instant, trees swayed, earth and stone shattered, and birds and beasts wailed!

All the martial artists shrouded by the Blade Intent had their expressions change drastically, sweat beading on their foreheads.

They felt as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

Some of the weaker martial artists even collapsed to the ground, shivering and falling into a state of terror.

They had no idea what had happened.

And that Blade Origin Sect disciple closest to Su Yun was already kneeling on the ground under the pressure of the terrifying Blade Intent, his face deathly pale!

A moment later, he finally regained his senses, saying with a terrified expression, "This is... Great Accomplishment Blade Intent!!"

"And it's a Great Accomplishment Blade Intent that is nearing perfection!"

Only this level of Blade Intent could force him to kneel in submission and fall into endless fear.

As soon as these words were spoken, the many martial artists present all had their expressions change in shock.

They found it hard to believe.

Mu He, in particular, said with a gloomy face, "What kind of joke is this?"

"A martial artist at the fourth level of the Mystic Profound Realm has actually comprehended Blade Intent nearing the ten-percent realm!?"

At this moment, Mu He also felt some regret.

A genius with such terrifying comprehension was clearly highly valued by the Mystic Blade Sect, and he dared not provoke him at all.

Moreover, since the opponent possessed such terrifying Blade Intent, even if his cultivation was relatively low, Mu He was simply no match for him!

At this moment, he was starting to break into a cold sweat.

Fear took root in their hearts.

"Could it be that his Blade Intent realm was comprehended by studying this very blade mark?"

A martial artist with a stronger cultivation base, enduring the crushing pressure of the Blade Intent, spoke up to ask.

"How is that possible!"

However, someone immediately retorted, "This person must have already comprehended Great Accomplishment Blade Intent long ago; he merely used this blade mark to gain some insight and advance even further!"

The moment his voice fell, everyone present wore expressions of shock.

He had comprehended Great Accomplishment Blade Intent before this?

This was simply inconceivable.

"What terrifying comprehension!"

"He is only an inner sect disciple of the Mystic Blade Sect!"

"This is just too exaggerated!"

Some martial artists exclaimed, feeling as if they were still dreaming.

In their eyes, being able to comprehend Blade Intent at the Qi Sea Realm was already considered the mark of a genius.

But what did it mean to comprehend this level of Blade Intent while still in the Qi Sea Realm?

The scene before them had completely shattered their understanding!

After some time, the aura of the Blade Intent that had shrouded them slowly dissipated.

The crowd felt their spirits relax, gasping for air as they wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

The Blade Origin Sect disciple who had been closest to Su Yun scrambled to his feet, trembling as he retreated back into the ranks.

No one knew just how terrifying the pressure he had faced while standing nearest to Su Yun truly was!

Next, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Su Yun, who had been touching the blade mark, slowly stood up.

He took a deep breath, a smile playing on his lips.

Ninety percent Blade Intent!

This level of Blade Intent was already very close to perfection.

Even among Qi Sea Realm martial artists with extraordinary comprehension, few could ever grasp such a level of intent.

If he could have studied it for a while longer, he likely could have continued to elevate his Blade Intent realm.

It was a pity, however, that he had been disturbed.

Collecting his thoughts, Su Yun turned around and looked at these Blade Origin Sect disciples.

Meeting Su Yun's gaze, Mu He felt his heart tremble and could only grit his teeth to speak.

"Friend, let's talk this over. We'll leave right now!"

Although being stared at with such a gaze made him deeply uncomfortable, he had no choice but to endure it.

After all, he understood that a wise man knows when to submit!

He was not about to throw away his life just for the sake of a sharp tongue.

Having said that, he prepared to lead the disciples behind him and leave the area immediately.

"Leave? Where do you think you're going?"

However, the next moment, just as he turned around, an indifferent voice reached his ears.

Swoosh!!

Immediately following, a terrifying blood-colored blade light instantly sliced through Mu He's skin and flashed past at extreme speed, rushing toward the many Blade Origin Sect disciples.

It brought with it a spray of blinding blood!

"Ah!!"

After a series of screams, all the Blade Origin Sect disciples present, save for Mu He, collapsed into pools of blood.

All of them had been slain by a single strike!

"You! You actually..."

Reaching up to touch the blood on his cheek, Mu He looked furious, yet a sliver of fear took hold in his heart.

If that strike had been aimed at him, he wouldn't have been able to block it either!

"Hoo!"

Mu He took a deep breath and turned around with great difficulty.

He looked at Su Yun, who stood there holding his blade, his legs trembling as he spoke in a rather soft tone.

"Fr... friend, it was all a misunderstanding just now. I am willing to offer some resources to resolve the conflict between us."

"Furthermore, my Blade Origin Sect is one of the major sects overseas; our status is high and our strength is not to be underestimated."

"There is an elder accompanying me on this trip."

Seeing that Su Yun seemed unmoved, he had no choice but to bring out his backing as a final resort.

He hoped this statement would intimidate Su Yun and save his life.

"Are you finished with your last words?"

However, Su Yun merely glanced at him and slowly raised the Ice Ink Blade in his hand.

"What?"

Hearing this, Mu He was momentarily stunned.

But upon seeing Su Yun's movement, his pupils instantly constricted!

A madman!

This must be a madman!

He had already brought up his backing, yet this person still intended to kill him!

Before he could even react, a blood-colored blade light tore through the sky in an instant, piercing through his body at high speed.

Mu He's vision gradually dimmed.

"The sect elder... will not let you off!"

In his final moments, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

In the end, Mu He collapsed powerlessly, his face twisted as he died in resentment.

At that moment, streams of blood-evil aura flew out from the bodies of the Blade Origin Sect disciples and surged into Su Yun's body.

Then, a voice echoed in his mind.

Slaughter Blade Art has devoured the blood-evil aura of twenty-four Mystic Profound Realm martial artists. It is excited, its spiritual light erupts, its cultivation progress has surged, and it has successfully broken through to the Mastery realm!

In an instant, his entire aura became rather cold and sinister.

A terrifying slaughter blade qi overflowed and swept in all directions.

It made all the martial artists present feel a deep chill, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Not bad, the Slaughter Blade Art has entered the Mastery realm, and its power has increased significantly!"

After sensing it for a while, Su Yun nodded slowly.

Having dealt with the matter, he continued to contemplate the blade marks here.

He did not take Mu He's threat to heart in the slightest.

Before he left the Mystic Blade Sect, the sect's higher-ups already knew he was heading to Heavenly Blade Canyon.

Therefore, his every move was surely under the watchful eyes of the sect's leadership.

Since the elders had not come out to stop him, it meant the Blade Origin Sect's strength was nothing to worry about.

Naturally, he was not afraid.

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

By now, Su Yun had raised his blade intent realm to ninety-two percent.

It was a pity that at this level, the blade marks in Heavenly Blade Canyon were no longer of much help to him.

He had thoroughly comprehended the trace of Dao rhyme contained within the blade marks.

Thus, Su Yun stood up and left the area.

Seeing Su Yun depart, the many martial artists present breathed a collective sigh of relief.

This person's strength was simply too terrifying!

With a single strike, he had easily wiped out a group of Blade Origin Sect disciples.

Even the disciple who appeared to be their leader couldn't withstand a single blow and was killed on the spot!

They naturally knew that the higher the blade intent realm, the more terrifying the power.

But this was just too exaggerated.

"This person's strength is likely already comparable to the Qi Sea Realm!"

A martial artist exclaimed in awe.

"No, I suspect that if this man were to strike with his full strength, he could even slay a warrior of the Qi Sea Realm!"

"Did you not notice? When he left just now, the blade aura on his body had increased once more."

"What! In a mere three days, he has grown stronger again?"

"A monster!"

The events of these past few days left every one of these martial artists feeling incredulous.

At the same time, they were all lost in thought.

They all felt that the Mystic Blade Sect could truly be called the number one sect in Great Yun!

If given the chance, they would also want to send their own descendants into the Mystic Blade Sect.

After leaving Heavenly Blade Canyon, Su Yun mounted a fast horse and galloped along the official road, preparing to return to the Mystic Blade Sect.

Time flowed slowly by.

The sun on the horizon gradually hid behind the mountains, evening clouds glowed, and birds chirped.

Gradually, the evening bells in the city began to toll, their echoes lingering, while fish leaped in the river, sending ripples spreading outward.

As Su Yun traveled, he witnessed various scenes, his body and mind feeling quite relaxed.

At a certain moment.

He passed through a woodland where the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Su Yun's expression shifted slightly, and he leaped off his horse.

He gripped the Ice Ink Blade tightly, his gaze fixed ahead.

Not far away, he saw two martial artists draped in black cloaks.

They were walking slowly toward him!