Free Web NovelChapter 1949: Chapter 1938: Helpless
Leng Shuo was the first to enter the Sword Soul Storm. When he came in, he didn’t hear the terrifying sound of swords."
Feng Miaoyu nodded and said: "Yes! I think sister Rui Shou has something to say."
"If this isn’t the movement of the Sword Soul Storm, I wouldn’t know. After all, it’s my first time coming to the Sword Soul Mountain!"
Zi Moye spread his hands, looking helpless.
At that moment, Sword Peak emerged from the Abyss and suddenly began to tremble violently.
Immediately, Sword Peak faced the people and suddenly split open in the middle, a large hall’s door suddenly appeared before them.
"What’s going on?"
One illusion after another.
The hearts of Feng Miaoyu and others instantly raced. Leng Shuo’s servants all hoped Zi Moye would be struck dead by lightning on the spot.
But to everyone’s surprise, nothing happened when Zi Moye walked out.
All around was quiet. Except for the wind howling over the Abyss, there was no other sound.
Zi Moye simply stood over the Abyss, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
This cold sweat was not due to adventure, but due to the shouting of the wind.
After standing quietly for two breaths, Qi Moye took a deep breath, turned to Feng, and smiled: "Seems fine. Come here too!"
Saying this, Zi Moye no longer hesitated and his body suddenly took shape, rushing toward the distant hall.
Until Zi Moye stepped safely onto the stairs outside the hall, Feng Miaoyu and others finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Following Moye, Rui Shou, Shui Rou, Bai Shiyu, and Feng Miaoyu, one by one swept through the void, heading to the other side of the hall.
Leng Shuo’s six servants were thrilled to see Zi Moye and the others safely entering the hall.
This was the path to the Sword Storm. If you could bathe in the Sword Soul Storm, your powers would surely increase.
If the six servants thought about it, their inner unrest would become more difficult to resist.
Quickly, the six looked at each other, and then they flashed into the void.
"Bang—"
The small servant was the fastest. Just as the others were sweeping in, he had already stepped into the void.
But what followed left everyone present stunned.
Because as soon as the skinny servant stepped onto the vacant ground, he was struck by a thick-arm lightning and turned to flying ash.
The other five servants immediately stopped the corpse.
The scene was horrifying, instantly, a robust man in five Celestial realms directly disappeared.
Not only Leng Shuo’s five servants, even their faces turned pale with fright.
Even Zi Moli and Bai Shiyu’s servants were scared to death.
Actually, they also had thoughts of entering the Sword Soul Storm. However, Leng Shuo’s six followers rushed into the Abyss first.
If that skinny servant hadn’t been killed instantly, someone else would have died first.
After this change, others on the Abyss edge dared not step into the void.
Although they didn’t know why the skinny servant died, no one was willing to take that risk.
Inside the hall, a young man dressed in black sat cross-legged.
A round of golden sword light blew around him fiercely.
"Tiger Tiger" Sword Qi echoed throughout the hall, casting the entire hall into a murderous atmosphere.
This young man dressed in black was none other than Leng Shuo, the first to enter the hall.
Leng Shuo was immersed in the Sword Soul Storm, followed by endless defeats and mysterious Sword Soul Storm. He could comprehend his skills and enhance his powers.
Although the Sword Soul outside the storm was filled with a fierce battle atmosphere.
But inside the Sword Soul Storm, it was a scene full of life and serenity.
In the Sword Soul Storm, it was like a cold, cold winter suddenly welcomed warm, warm sunshine, making people warm and comfortable.
The feeling was wonderfully mysterious, almost indescribable in words.
However, when Leng Shuo was immersed in the Sword Soul Storm, the once stable and pure Sword Soul Storm suddenly surged inexplicably.
The surge of the Sword Soul Storm immediately interfered with Leng Shuo’s thoughts, forcing him to suddenly open his eyes.
The result of this eye-opening left Leng Shuo stunned.
Because right before him, there suddenly appeared four individuals. They were Zi Moye, Feng Miaoyu, Shui Luzhu, and Bai Shiyu.
"Why are they here?"
Suddenly, Leng Shuo’s mind sank into fear.
How could he pass the third level under these people’s powers?
If he couldn’t pass the third level, how did those people enter the main hall?
Just as Leng Shuo was shocked, the Sword Soul Storm surrounding him surged even more.
This time, it wasn’t Leng Shuo, but Zi Moye and the four confronting Ao Cangsheng.
Zi Moye and the others were surprised how Ao Cangsheng could enter after them.
Ao Cangsheng was surprised how Zi Moye and the others entered the hall one step ahead of him.
Because Ao Cangsheng and Zi Moye were in a Sword Soul Storm, Ao Cangsheng didn’t know why Zi Moye was present.
In confusion, the five greeted each other with smiles, and together entered the Sword Soul Storm.
After entering the Sword Soul Storm, the five once again revealed surprised expressions.
Because of the situation in the sword.
Looking far away, the flowing light seemed not sword light at all but roaring blood.
Due to the increasingly strong fighting spirit within the Sword Soul Storm, Zi Moyne and others were forced out of the hall to avoid the storm’s impact.
"It’s been 20 days. These two haven’t come out. Do they not want to die?"
On the 20th day, seeing Ao Cangsheng and Leng Shuo haven’t left the hall, Zi Moye couldn’t help muttering to himself.
"They haven’t come out in 25 days. Do they want to live in the hall?"
Another five days passed, Ao Cangsheng and Leng Shuo still hadn’t come out, making Zi Moye impatient.
As for the others, they just quietly waited outside the hall, neither complaining nor caring about Zi Moye.
For 27 days, standing outside the main hall, one could distinctly feel the strong fighting spirit of the Sword Soul Storm.
Thus, Zi Moye couldn’t help but worry: "If the child doesn’t come out in two days, we will be driven out of the hall!"
Shortly after Zi Moye uttered these words, the originally integrated Sword Soul Storm suddenly stirred into a tumultuous wave.
Suddenly, a figure dashed out of the Sword Soul Storm, slowly walking out of the hall.
Unfortunately, to Zi Moye’s disappointment, this figure was not Ao Cangsheng, but the first to enter the hall, Leng Shuo.
Seeing Zi Moye and the others, Leng Shuo couldn’t help but show a trace of contempt.
These people’s appearance here merely indicated they had long been forced out of the Sword Soul Storm early.
However, when Leng Shuo’s eyes swept over the crowd, they abruptly stopped amidst the vast ocean of people.
Because he suddenly found that these people seemed devoid of Ao Cangsheng’s silhouette.
Earlier, when he exited the Sword Soul Storm, he didn’t see Ao Cangsheng since the Sword Soul Storm obstructed his view.
With Leng Shuo’s conceit in Sword Dao, he naturally assumed Ao Cangsheng had mostly exited the Sword Soul Storm early.
But to Leng Shuo’s surprise, Ao Cangsheng was absent outside the hall.
Since Ao Cangsheng is neither outside nor inside the hall.
Upon this thought, Leng Shuo’s heart immediately kindled a flame of anger and jealousy.
He was of Sword Valley descent and lacked swordsmanship talent. Wouldn’t it be laughable if outsiders knew this?
This idea had just arisen when Leng Shuo’s extreme self-pride quashed it.
"Just a country bumpkin, how could he surpass the talent of Sword Dao! If he hasn’t come out now, he’s mostly dead in the Sword Soul Storm!"
With such thoughts, Leng Shuo’s initial unease calmed a bit.
