Several of the people from Wen Ling are sword cultivators.
Upon entering the hall, each of them stared in horror at the small sword floating in mid-air, instinctively clutching the swords at their waists.
For no other reason than that, under the pressure of this small sword, the swords they carried were actually trembling, and even seemed to be heading towards the small sword in mid-air!
They were so frightened that they quickly covered their swords.
At the same time, their gazes toward the small sword in mid-air became even more fervent.
The small sword floating in mid-air felt to them to be far more powerful than the sword behind the Sword Stele in the Primordial Holy Heaven!
If only I could gain some insight here...
Even if you don't break through to a higher realm, you will definitely benefit greatly!
Gazing at the small sword in the air, a strange light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.
His Sword Intent had reached the ninth level, so compared to others, his senses were clearer, and he could more strongly appreciate the power of this Sword Intent.
The extraordinary nature of this sword needs no further explanation.
but...
Sword Domain!
If the other students of the Primordial Holy Heaven were merely using exaggerated embellishments to express their amazement, then Lin Xuan was perfectly capable of making the correct judgment.
It can't be wrong.
The Sword Intent contained in this One Sword is definitely at the level of Sword Domain, and it's not just any ordinary Sword Domain!
Who left this sword behind...? It's so powerful, with such terrifying Sword Intent fluctuations. The person who left it must be a powerhouse above the Saint Realm!
Lin Xuan was secretly amazed, his gaze towards the sword filled with determination.
As a sword cultivator, how could anyone possibly withstand such powerful fluctuations of Sword Intent?
However, there were already many cultivators inside this hall.
Most of them sat cross-legged with their eyes closed, some near and some far, beneath this small sword, trying to comprehend its Sword Intent.
If we're talking about the best position, then naturally it's the closer to the sword, the better, so that you can feel the Sword Dao contained within this small sword more clearly.
But even the best Sword Dao requires a certain lifespan.
Looking around, no one was near the bottom of the small sword; many people kept their distance, and even so, sweat was beading on their foreheads.
In fact, during the short time Lin Xuan and his group had been inside, a man not far away suddenly opened his eyes, clutched his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood!
His face turned deathly pale instantly, and the few people guarding the outermost edge of the hall leaped in, grabbed his arms, and took him away.
Judging from their appearance, they must be from the same school.
His expression softened somewhat after he moved away from Xiao Jian.
This scene made the disciples of the Moon Eve Alliance sweat a little, and they became much more sober.
Wen Ling spoke with difficulty, "I almost went mad... Gentlemen, it seems we must proceed with caution."
"In the academy, there were array elders who set up arrays for us, supposedly to weaken Sword Intent, but there are none here!"
A slight mistake could result in serious injury or even death!
These words immediately put everyone to a new level of alertness.
Just then, Lu Qiuyan suddenly spotted a group of figures in the distance. She widened her beautiful eyes slightly, and after seeing them clearly, she immediately called out to signal them.
"Look over there!"
Wen Ling and the others looked in the direction of the sound and immediately recognized the identities of those people.
"It's Senior Brother Yu Wei and the others!"
Around that small sword, opposite them, sitting cross-legged and meditating on Sword Intent, who else could it be but Yu Wei and the others who had separated from Lin Xuan and the others earlier?
At this moment, they were within a radius of about a hundred feet around the small sword, meditating on it.
Although they weren't the closest to Xiao Jian, their location was still further forward than that of most other sword cultivators.
Many other cultivators around them looked at them with envy.
Very few people can enter within a hundred feet of the main hall.
The Sword Intent comprehended within a hundred feet is not on the same level as the Sword Intent comprehended by cultivators who are more than a hundred feet away.
Putting aside other things...
These "outsiders" have witnessed firsthand several times how the Sword Intent of sword cultivators within a hundred feet of them fluctuated dramatically, indicating that they had achieved breakthroughs.
This made them both envious and increasingly helpless.
after all...
Nobody's stopping them from going any closer!
The reason they can't go isn't because they don't want to, but because they can't go.
If one disregards their own strength and recklessly challenges the nearby Sword Intent, they will likely end up like many others who were carried away before, not only gaining no benefit but also suffering a backlash.
Even geniuses in other Daoist arts would find it difficult to get close to this small sword if they had not comprehended Sword Intent.
Therefore...
Those people around this place, far from Xiao Jian, are basically those who haven't grasped the Sword Intent.
It could be sound editing, sword editing, or something else.
In short, he is not a sword cultivator.
There's nothing they can do here except stare helplessly. At most, they can help their fellow disciples guard against others plotting against them, or bring their fellow disciples out when they can't hold on any longer.
This hall seems to have been deliberately left here by the sword's owner, a kind of selection process, to pass on the fortuitous opportunity only to those with the right destiny.
The first hurdle to this destiny is possessing Sword Intent and being a sword cultivator!
At the same time, a student not far behind Yu Wei, who, like the others, was unable to comprehend Sword Intent because he was not a sword cultivator, happened to look over and saw Wen Ling and the others, and immediately sneered.
He whispered something to the others beside him, gave them instructions, and then led the two men toward Lin Xuan.
He walked over with a cold smile, his first words filled with sarcasm.
"Oh, I thought it was someone important. Look at your disheveled appearance, I didn't expect you guys could actually make it this far."
"I almost forgot, did you all find anything interesting on that road?"
After he finished speaking, another person next to him immediately chimed in.
"Senior Brother Wang Fu, why waste your breath on them? Just look at their pathetic state, and you can tell they have no chance of getting anything!"
The group from Wen Ling were immediately enraged.
To be honest, they did look rather disheveled, with several tears in their clothes.
However, this is something they desperately wanted.
--How rare it is to be able to fight demons with peace of mind, fight freely, without worrying about whether you will die, and have a strong person to protect you!
So what if the clothes are just a little torn?
What they gained was combat experience that many people crave but cannot obtain!
However, Wang Fu and the others were unaware of this and, seeing only the tattered clothes of the Wen Ling group, mocked them greatly.
They even went too far with their words.
"But I still have to thank you."
"Thank you for not coming with us. Otherwise, we would have had to share all the Spirit Stone we obtained with you good-for-nothings. That would have been a real waste of our talents!"