Martial Master

What is going on here?

Qin Chen has seen something that can wear away the rust on the mysterious rust sword for the third time.

The first time was in the ruins of the Tianmo Secret Realm, when countless black heavenly thunderbolts struck down. Qin Chen used the mysterious rust sword to defend, and the last and most terrifying heavenly thunder directly split the rust sword, scattering the rust, taking off a layer of the surface rust.

The second time was also in the Tianmo Secret Realm, where the mysterious rust sword absorbed the aura of vengeful souls from the land of the dead, causing the rust on it to diminish.

This is the third time, and this mysterious sword grass can also wear away the rust on the mysterious rust sword.

"Unfortunately, that entire sword grass exploded into pieces, most of the sword grass flew away, and what was absorbed by the mysterious rust sword was less than one-tenth."

Qin Chen felt regretful. If that entire sword grass had been absorbed by the mysterious rust sword, he wondered if it would have been able to wear away some of the rust.

"I hope there are more mysterious sword grasses ahead."

With a sigh, Qin Chen continued onward.

A little over half a day later, an invisible sword intent unexpectedly condensed into a purple-clad masked woman, who ruthlessly attacked him.

This time, the sword intent wielded by the purple-clad masked woman was even more powerful, and with one strike, it nearly gravely injured Qin Chen.

"To think that a woman can be condensed from this supreme sword path?"

At first, Qin Chen thought this humanoid form condensed from the supreme sword path was actually a simulation of himself, but now he suspected that these beings were likely ancient sword path experts.

And this time, the opponent had a greater understanding of sword intent, integrating more of it.

"Too bad you still can't stop me."

Qin Chen shouted coldly. Boom! This time, he comprehended even faster. After just over a hundred moves, he defeated the purple-clad woman.

However, Qin Chen himself was also slightly injured.

Yet, after the sword intent that the purple-clad woman transformed into entered Qin Chen’s body, not only did his injuries heal, but his cultivation level also completely reached the peak limit of the mid-seventh stage.

"Where is the next simulation body?"

Qin Chen had a feeling that if he sat down to cultivate now, he could definitely break through to the late seventh stage within three days.

Of course, a faster way was to defeat another simulation body. That way, after absorbing the opponent's sword intent, he could directly break through without needing to enter seclusion.

This made Qin Chen eager to encounter the next simulation body.

However, after walking for half an hour, he did not encounter the next simulation body, but instead came across the second sword grass.

This time, Qin Chen had experience. He did not touch it with his hands, but carefully prodded the mysterious sword grass with the mysterious rust sword.

Indeed, the whole sword grass shattered with a pop and transformed into a liquid that fused into the mysterious rust sword.

Buzz!

On the mysterious rust sword, at least one-fifth of the rust directly vanished, revealing a shining sword body. With a thunderous sound, an unprecedented terrifying aura emanated from the mysterious rust sword.

Buzz!

Qin Chen's mind instantly became dizzy. Clang, clang, clang! The mysterious rust sword in his hand trembled violently, almost slipping from his grasp.

"What is happening?"

Qin Chen was alarmed, and at the same time, a chilling aura flowed out from the mysterious rust sword, instantly entering his mind, attempting to erode his soul.

"Get away from me!"

Qin Chen shouted angrily. In a panic, he quickly urged his soul power, trying to keep that force outside of his soul.

However, that cold power continued to spread, attempting to break through Qin Chen's defenses.

"Tap, tap, tap!”

What shocked Qin Chen even more was that at that moment, he heard footsteps approaching from behind, along with a sense of heart palpitation, as if some extraordinary great enemy was closing in.