Becoming The Lord Of Sword From Today On

Chao Lin's mouth moved, and his head tilted to the side. His breath was completely gone.    

"He really killed him!"    

"Truly ruthless!"    

"This person cannot be provoked!"    

Everyone swallowed their saliva in fear and looked solemnly at Lin Chen.    

Lin Chen, on the other hand, didn't show much of a reaction. He turned around and went back to Zi Wei to meditate on the sword intent with Bing Yao.    

In the blink of an eye, nine days had passed.    

The other disciples were searching for inheritances everywhere except for Lin Chen and Bing Yao, who were sitting cross-legged in front of the Crape Myrtle Sword like monks.    

Although this Crape Myrtle Sword's intent was very powerful, it was not suitable for Lin Chen. It also had some conflicts with the two sword intent in his body, so Lin Chen did not forcefully comprehend it. However, it wasn't like he hadn't gained anything during this period of time. Lin Chen kept refining the dense sword Qi in this place, causing the sword meridians in his body to burp. The third sword meridian showed signs of revival.    

Bing Yao, on the other hand, relied on the technique that Lin Chen taught her to comprehend more than half of the Crape Myrtle Sword Intent. However, time was pressing. Tomorrow was the day that the Youmeng Restriction would close. If she had not succeeded at that time, all of her efforts in the Nine Heavens would have been in vain. All his previous efforts would have been in vain.    

After another four hours, Lin Chen withdrew from his cultivation. When he turned to look at Bing Yao, he saw fine beads of sweat slowly dripping down her snow-white face. Her brows were tightly knitted and her lips were tightly clenched. Clearly, she had encountered a bottleneck when she comprehended the sword intent.    

Lin Chen did not disturb her. He sat beside her and watched quietly.    

At this moment, there were eighteen disciples around the Sword Pool. They, who already had no hope, surprisingly hoped that Ye Chen would succeed this time!    

At the same time, the deadline for the Dark Dream Restriction was approaching. The disciples who had gone to other places to search for the inheritance also rushed back. They looked at Bing Yao in front of the Crape Myrtle Sword without blinking.    

"I wonder if Senior Sister Bing can comprehend it?"    

"Difficult! After so many years, even the most talented disciples in the sect can only comprehend one or two things. Otherwise, the Crape Myrtle Sword wouldn't still be inside the restriction."    

"That makes sense."    

Huala!    

Right at this moment, the sword intent in front of the Crape Myrtle Sword became a little thicker, forming a sword intent visible to the naked eye, crazily spiraling around Bing Yao's delicate body. At the same time, she was pleasantly surprised to find that her soul energy's spirit energy was also increasing by a large margin.    

At the same time, Bing Yao was also becoming more and more proficient in circulating the Secluded Sky Divine Spell. When she used it again, she actually felt that the Crape Myrtle Sword had formed an ancient sword phantom in her soul sea.    

Crape Myrtle Sword Intent!    

This discovery made Bing Yao's face lit up with joy.    

He carefully used the soul energy to continue refining the sword intent that countless people dreamt of. Very quickly, this afterimage became more and more real, almost the same as the original Crape Myrtle Sword.    

"Sword intent, unleash!"    

Bing Yao's thoughts flashed and she lightly shouted. The huge Crape Myrtle Sword suddenly exploded out an extremely terrifying sword energy, rushing into the clouds and disrupting the clouds.    

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.    

"Is he going to succeed?"    

Hualala.    

Immediately after, under Bing Yao's control, strands of sword qi swept out in all directions like tidal waves. At the same time, all the light swords in the sword formation shattered, turning into a sky full of starfire. For a moment, it was breathtaking.    

This situation lasted for an hour. When all the scattered lights were absorbed into the Crape Myrtle Sword, a purple sword energy shot into the sky. The entire restriction was filled with violent winds and dark clouds, as if it was the end of the world.    

"She actually succeeded!"    

"This batch of new disciples is really amazing!"    

"Who says so!"    

Everyone was shocked, but at the same time, they also sighed. There was hope for the rise of Yanluo Sect.    

Under the sword, Bing Yao was sitting there. She was neither happy nor sad. She was like the Empyrean Goddess, comprehending the Great Dao.    

Seeing that Bing Yao was about to finish refining, Lin Chen heaved a sigh of relief. He could clearly feel it. Bing Yao was in a very mysterious state, just like when he had awakened her sword meridians. Once he broke that invisible mirror, he would be able to be reborn.    

After another hour, Bing Yao slowly opened her eyes. After a flash of light in her beautiful eyes, she walked straight to the Crape Myrtle Sword Qi. With a wave of her arm, the surrounding Sword Qi suddenly disappeared. Then, under everyone's envious and jealous eyes, she pulled out the Crape Myrtle Sword that had been sleeping for hundreds of years.    

In the next moment, there was no earth-shattering phenomenon. It was as if he had pulled out an ordinary sword.    

However, anyone with discerning eyes could see that Bing Yao was currently pulling out an ordinary sword. An extremely sharp sword aura emanated from his body... It was as if she would be torn apart by this sword qi even if she walked beside her. At the same time, the gorgeous purple sword was emitting an ancient and ancient aura. It made people want to see what was going on.    

Bing Yao took a deep look at the Crape Myrtle Sword and put it away. Then, she took a few steps forward and walked to Lin Chen's side. She gave him a demonic smile. It was so beautiful that it could not be described with words.    

"Thank you."    

Lin Chen was stunned when he saw Bing Yao's smile. It was as if there were ten thousand snow mountain ice lotuses in front of him.    

It was too beautiful!    

Lin Chen quickly came back to his senses and said with a smile, "It's nothing. It's just a technique to cultivate the sword intent. It's not something precious."    

Bing Yao knew that the technique was brilliant and naturally did not believe Lin Chen's words. After nodding at him, she walked towards the exit of the Dark Dream Restriction.    

The deadline of ten days had passed, and today was the day the restriction was closed. If one could not get out, one could only stay inside for a year and wait for the next time the restriction was opened before they could get out.    

When the nine people arrived, the exit had already opened, and the passage was wrapped in a dazzling golden light just like when they came.    

When they entered the passageway, they felt as if their heads were spinning. Then, they appeared at the back mountain of Yanluo Sect.    

When they turned around to look at the restriction, the golden passageway healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

After a quarter of an hour, the Dark Dream Restriction was completely closed.    

At the back of the mountain, there was a Sect Master with a group of elders waiting there for them to return. However, when they saw that there were only nine people, they couldn't help but feel surprised.    

Han Ming was also among them. He looked around, but couldn't find Chao Lin. He couldn't help but ask, "That's not right. Why are there only nine of them? Why isn't Chao Lin out yet?"    

In the Dark Dream Restriction, as long as one didn't explore the spatial zone, he would at most suffer some injuries. His life wouldn't be in danger. However, Chao Lin was nowhere to be seen!    

Hearing this, other than Bing Yao, all the disciples looked at Lin Chen, but they did not dare to speak. Firstly, Lin Chen's talent was decisive, and secondly, he had Bai An behind him. They didn't dare to provoke him.    

Lin Chen looked at Han Ming with a smile that wasn't a smile, and said indifferently, "He's dead. I killed him. What's wrong?"    

Lin Chen's casual reply shocked everyone. His tone sounded like he was an unimportant person who had died.    

"He's dead? "    

When Lin Chen said this, Han Ming's face twisted.    

Lin Chen smiled faintly. "He wanted to kill me, so I killed him. What's wrong, Elder Han? This kind of person can't be spoiled, right?"