Martial Master

Thinking about it, it can't be possible. Qin Chen must have his own judgment method, and it’s definitely correct; otherwise, that woman in white wouldn’t have asked him like that.

Yet, even after understanding all this, Ye Wuming’s heart remained in shock.

The calculation speed was faster than those from the Demon Sword Sect who knew the method!

It’s terrifying; what kind of monster is this?

However, despite his shock, Ye Wuming had already made up his mind to follow Qin Chen.

After traversing several forked paths, the passage ahead unexpectedly began to shrink rapidly.

From dozens to nearly ten paths.

Then to just a few paths.

After a while, the area ahead suddenly opened up. There were no more countless forks, just a vast road leading to an open space. In that space, there was a black stone tablet, and behind the stone tablet stood a magnificent nine-story tower.

Although it was just an open space with no splendid buildings, it was impressively large and exuded an aura that could intimidate the heavens and the earth, making everyone feel compelled to lower their heads as they approached, feeling an unprecedented insignificance.

The terrifying sword intent filled the air, emanating from the black stone tablet in the center of the open space.

A young swordsman in a blue robe was standing in front of the stone tablet, gazing up at it with a focused expression.

However, when Qin Chen’s group of five appeared, the man immediately turned his attention; it was none other than Leng Xingfeng.

He was alone, without followers, and had reached the peak of the mountain first.

“I really didn’t expect that you would be the first to arrive here,” Leng Xingfeng said with deep emotion. “My fellow senior brothers, while they have the methods of deduction, don’t pursue speed or seek the ultimate in the sword path, but instead form cliques, and now they can’t even compare to you; it’s truly tragic.”

He shook his head, seeming both sentimental and regretful.

Qin Chen smiled faintly and didn’t respond.

He didn’t want to provoke others if they didn’t provoke him.

He walked over and looked at the stone tablet.

“Ultimate Killing Sword!”

Immediately, four large characters burst forth from the stone tablet, transforming into four streams of light, no, four streams of sword energy that slashed towards Qin Chen.

Bang!

Qin Chen raised the mysterious rusty sword to block, and immediately, he was sent flying by the sword energy, staggering back over ten steps before stopping.

From this perspective, the characters on the stone tablet became blurred, only allowing him to discern a few words without being able to make out the script.

“Ultimate Killing Sword?” Qin Chen stood firm, frowning in contemplation, then smiled, “Does this mean that if one cannot approach closely, they are unqualified to cultivate this sword technique?”

Ji Ruyue, Ye Wuming, You Qianxue, and Ye Wudao also displayed eager expressions.

The four of them walked towards the stone tablet.

Buzz!

More sword light came, and the terrifying killing intent infiltrated deeply, instantly permeating the hearts of the five.

This time, Qin Chen was prepared. Boom, an invisible mental force spread from within him. The previous sword energy was terrifying, not just in terms of power but also in that killing intent, sharp to the extreme; with a slight misstep, it could slay one’s own self.

With Qin Chen's prior experience, Ji Ruyue and the others were also prepared, pushing their cultivation to the peak to resist the streams of sword light in front of them.

Bang bang bang bang!

A splendid array of sword light swept past as the first round of attacks from the stone tablet came.

Even with everyone prepared, they were still shaken, their faces turning pale as they stepped back a few paces. Even Qin Chen could not maintain perfect posture.

The sword light was incredibly sharp.

However, the reactions varied among the individuals; Qin Chen and Ji Ruyue only swayed slightly before regaining their stance, while You Qianxue and Ye Wuming took a step back. As for Ye Wudao, he staggered back five steps, his internal energy tumbling, his face turning red.