Plundering the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, the Origins of the Sword Tempering Pool!

Elder Zhu said calmly, "This is the top-ranked disciple from the outer sect examination. He has come to comprehend the Sword Tempering Pool."

Upon hearing this, the few inner sect disciples immediately understood.

So he was someone with connections.

They had long known that several Venerable Realm elders had descendants who participated in the outer sect examinations. The rewards were generous, and the Sword Tempering Pool quota in particular had tempted quite a few descendants of Venerable Realm elders.

This Lin Feng before them was clearly one of those well-connected people.

At that thought, strange looks appeared in the eyes of quite a few inner sect disciples.

Lin Feng paid them no mind.

Suddenly, Elder Zhu's voice rang out. "Yang Fan? After all these years, your cultivation has still not progressed?"

Elder Zhu's gaze landed on a man among the inner sect disciples whose expression was weathered and whose eyes carried a desolate air, like one who had fallen on hard times.

The reason Elder Zhu remembered him was that Yang Fan had also stood out in the disciple examination three years ago. His strength had been formidable then, and he had defeated opponents three minor realms above him, making many elders look at him in a new light.

After entering the inner sect, everyone had thought Yang Fan would soar into the skies. Who could have expected his realm to make no progress at all, leaving him stalled at the fifth level of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm for so long?

Yang Fan answered bitterly, "Yes, Elder..."

Elder Zhu remained impassive. The Limitless Sacred Land was vast and filled with countless geniuses. There were simply too many who had shone too early, only to collapse and never rise again.

Everyone present looked indifferent, but Lin Feng's heart jolted!

His gaze turned toward Yang Fan.

That disciple who had once taken first place in the examination, only for his cultivation to advance at an extraordinarily slow pace afterward.

A golden entry was flashing brilliantly above his head.

"Desolate Ancient Sacred Body (Golden)! A peerless sacred body born in the Mythic Era, with blood and vitality surging to the heavens, capable of suppressing all evil! Once the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body reaches completion, it can contend with a Great Emperor!"

Lin Feng's heart churned.

How could he not know of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body?

Before the person arrived, their blood and vitality had already preceded them. It was an exceedingly terrifying sacred body. Once awakened, it could be said to have no rivals within the same realm!

At completion, it could contend with a Great Emperor. What kind of invincibility was that?

No wonder Yang Fan's realm had not progressed for so long. So he possessed the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

After the great changes in heaven and earth, the rules no longer suited the cultivation of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body. Cultivating it required an inexhaustible, oceanic quantity of resources, and no one would be willing to do that.

But Lin Feng was different.

When it came to golden entries, how could there ever be too many?

If he did not plunder such a peerless physique as the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, would he not be a fool?

Plunder entry! Lin Feng thought.

Then, the golden entry [Desolate Ancient Sacred Body] was directly plundered!

In that instant, Lin Feng felt his physique transform.

His meridians and dantian seemed to become a bottomless void!

They needed endless energy to fill them!

The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body was itself a bottomless-pit physique. The cultivation resources it required were as vast as the sea, but Lin Feng also knew very well how terrifying his combat strength within the same realm would become once he cultivated it successfully.

"I hope this Sword Tempering Pool will let me gain a little more." A trace of longing appeared in Lin Feng's eyes.

The group had already arrived at the Sword Tempering Pool.

It was a well-like cavern sealed with hand signs. Looking down into it was like gazing into an abyss, its depth impossible to discern.

The opening was extremely wide, stretching for a thousand meters. From afar, it resembled the gaping maw of an abyss.

At this moment, even Elder Zhu wore an expression of reverence.

The Sword Tempering Pool had been refined by a Sword Dao Saint of the Sacred Land.

Thousands upon thousands of spirit swords lay hidden within. They had all once been used by that Sword Dao Saint, and every sword carried a trace of Dao resonance.

The many disciples came here to awaken spirit swords. The more they awakened, the greater the rewards they would receive after it ended.

A total of thirteen inner sect disciples had come this time. At their head stood a delicate woman in white, whose aura was the strongest. She had already reached the peak of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm and was only a hair's breadth from the Palace of Destiny Realm.

"Awakening ten first-tier spirit swords in the Sword Tempering Pool means one's comprehension of the Sword Dao surpasses that of ordinary people."

"If one can awaken a hundred first-tier spirit swords, then they are a born swordsman. Not cultivating the Sword Dao would be such a waste it would make heaven weep and ghosts howl."

"I wonder how many spirit swords I'll be able to awaken this time?" the woman in white said softly.

Many inner sect disciples behind her immediately began to flatter her.

Each compliment was sweeter than the last.

From their flattering words, Lin Feng also learned the woman's name: Song Yiling.

She was an exceptionally powerful inner sect disciple with outstanding talent.

Naturally, Lin Feng did not pay much attention to them. After arriving at the Sword Tempering Pool, he sat cross-legged according to the elder's instructions.

Then, all the inner sect disciples sat down cross-legged as well.

Communicating with the spirit swords within the Sword Tempering Pool required the use of one's consciousness.

Everyone used their consciousness to attempt communication and awaken the spirit swords.

Lin Feng's consciousness was like lightning. It quickly arrived at the uppermost edge of the cavern, where many first-tier spirit swords circled. They appeared ancient and weathered, as though thousands of years had passed.

Though they were only first-tier spirit swords, they had once been wielded by a Sword Dao Saint and naturally contained a trace of Dao resonance.

Lin Feng quietly released three layers of Sword Intent, while using his heaven-defying comprehension to attempt communication and awakening.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

In an instant, more than a hundred spirit swords at the top of the cavern began trembling violently!

Quite a few inner sect disciples were slightly startled. What kind of phenomenon was this?

Yet Lin Feng did not awaken them.

"No, these spirit swords are too weak. Even if I awaken every last first-tier sword, my final reward will not amount to much!"

"I'll keep going downward and take a look!"

After obtaining the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, Lin Feng knew he needed even more enormous resources. The Sword Tempering Pool was an excellent opportunity, one that countless inner sect disciples eyed with burning envy!

He had to make proper use of it!

His consciousness continued downward, attempting to communicate with second-tier and even third-tier spirit swords!

Since Lin Feng had not awakened those spirit swords, the phenomenon of hundreds of swords trembling disappeared.

Quite a few inner sect disciples frowned slightly, having thought someone's Sword Dao comprehension was invincible and that they were about to awaken so many swords at once.

A little more time passed.

Buzz! Buzz!

At the top of the cavern, three spirit swords were suddenly awakened and began circling around one inner sect disciple!

"Three spirit swords! Senior Brother Zhao's comprehension is impressive!"

The disciple surnamed Zhao said nothing. Three spirit swords? That was far from his limit.

Immediately afterward, another ten spirit swords circled around him!

Delight appeared on the face of the disciple surnamed Zhao!

That made thirteen spirit swords in total. Once the comprehension ended, he would be considered above average even among the inner sect disciples!

At this moment, Song Yiling, the woman in white in the distance, suddenly opened her eyes and looked toward the cavern below.

The next instant.

Buzz! Buzz!

Even more spirit swords tore through the air and stood upright in the void around Song Yiling!

Forty-seven spirit swords!

Joy appeared on Song Yiling's face. Forty-seven first-tier spirit swords!

This was enough to show that both her comprehension and Sword Dao talent were quite exceptional. Her future growth held limitless promise.

However, while the others were basking in complacency, Lin Feng's consciousness had already entered a considerable depth within the Sword Tempering Pool.

Lying there were fifth-tier spirit swords!