Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 310 – Cliff of Remorse, the tormented Wu Tian

ng Fan rolled his eyes at Wu Tian and said irritably, "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Although he wouldn't kill Wu Tian, what Wu Tian did yesterday was indeed very malicious and needed to be dealt with.

In fact, it wasn't just Wu Tian; even ng Fan and Hong Qi had narrowly escaped danger yesterday.

"Co with !" ng Fan grabbed Wu Tian by the collar, lifted him up, and walked out.

ng Fan's first instinct was to grab Wu Tian by the hair, but the kid's hair was too greasy, and ng Fan couldn't bring himself to touch it!

Monts later, ng Fan brought Wu Tian to the Cliff of Remorse.

The Cliff of Remorse was vast, and it wasn't just the Thousand Catty Fall formation that ng Fan had visited before.

ng Fan wanted to punish Wu Tian, but throwing him into the Thousand Catty Fall formation wouldn't be effective.

With Wu Tian's current cultivation level and his thick skin, the Thousand Catty Fall formation wouldn't harm him at all.

[Contemplation Room]

ng Fan brought Wu Tian here.

This was the most typical and famous place on the Cliff of Remorse.

As the saying goes, "Contemplate your mistakes by facing the wall." This Contemplation Room was truly used to punish errant disciples.

"Senior Brother ng, why did you bring here?" Wu Tian asked cautiously.

"To contemplate your mistakes!" ng Fan said sternly.

With that, he threw Wu Tian into a Contemplation Room.

Now that ng Fan was a deacon of the Sword Pavilion and had a deacon's token, there was no problem throwing Wu Tian into a Contemplation Room.

"Senior Brother ng..." Wu Tian, who was thrown into the room, wanted to say sothing, but ng Fan slamd the stone door shut with a "boom."

This stone door was made of special materials and had restrictions on it; it could only be opened from the outside, not from the inside.

If soone had a cultivation level beyond the Primordial Spirit Realm, they might be able to force the door open.

But anyone beyond the Primordial Spirit Realm wouldn't be confined to a Contemplation Room in the first place.

Inside the room, Wu Tian looked around at the pitch-black surroundings, bewildered.

The feeling was very uncomfortable. One mont he was lying in bed, the next he was thrown into this dark room without any preparation.

Moreover, ng Fan hadn't told him what this place was or what was strange about it.

He wouldn't naively think this was just an ordinary room; there had to be sothing unusual.

The most crucial thing was that ng Fan hadn't said how long he would be locked up!

It was torturous!

"ng Fan, you bastard, just wait. I'm only one step away from breaking through to the Condensation Pill Realm. Once I break through, I'll..." Wu Tian gritted his teeth but couldn't continue.

Because even if he broke through to the Condensation Pill Realm, he wouldn't be a match for ng Fan.

At the sa realm, he couldn't beat ng Fan at all, let alone ng Fan who had already broken through to the Condensation Pill Realm.

By the ti he broke through, ng Fan might already be at the second layer of the Condensation Pill Realm.

Wu Tian's vision was too narrow!

At this mont, ng Fan was already at the third layer of the Condensation Pill Realm. By the ti Wu Tian broke through, ng Fan might already be at the fourth layer.

In the Contemplation Room, after Wu Tian entered, sothing seed to activate, and it suddenly lit up.

Wu Tian looked up and saw a huge Night Pearl on the ceiling, emitting a glaring light, not gentle at all.

"Damn!" Wu Tian exclaid.

With the light, he could see the situation inside the Contemplation Room.

On the four walls of the room, north, south, east, and west, there was a stone sword embedded in each.

The stone swords looked like they were carved from stone, not as sharp as sword weapons, but at this mont, Sword Qi shot out from the stone swords, slashing towards Wu Tian.

Four stone swords, each releasing four Sword Qi at once.

"Damn it, yesterday I got slashed by Sword Qi, and today I have to get slashed again. ng Fan, you bastard, I swear I'll get my revenge!!!" Wu Tian cursed loudly.

However, the Sword Qi from these stone swords wasn't as strong as the Sword Qi from the third floor of the Sword Pavilion yesterday, much weaker, and Wu Tian could handle it easily.

"Heh, with just this little bit of power, you think you can deal with ? Ridiculous." Wu Tian beca arrogant.

But soon, his arrogance faded.

Because these stone swords seed like tireless machines, continuously releasing Sword Qi without stopping.

One stick of incense ti...

One hour...

After ten full hours, the Sword Qi finally stopped.

At this mont, Wu Tian was covered in wounds and blood.

Although they were all minor injuries, with no fatal wounds, the ntal strain was overwhelming.

Two hours later, as the next day arrived, the four stone swords began to activate their Sword Qi again.

If nothing unexpected happened, this round of Sword Qi would last at least another ten hours.

Covered in wounds, Wu Tian had just recovered a bit of energy and imdiately fell into despair.

"ng Fan, you bastard, how long are you going to keep locked up?"

Wu Tian realized that these stone swords seed to sense his strength, releasing Sword Qi that wasn't fatal but very torturous.

Cliff of Remorse?

Contemplation Room?

With this setup, who would have the energy to reflect on their mistakes?

Wu Tian felt that this place was unreasonably designed!

"Damn it, when I beco strong in the future, I'm going to flatten this Cliff of Remorse. What a load of crap!!!

And ng Fan, you bastard, if I don't make you kneel and call daddy, I won't be Wu Tian, I'll change my na to Wu Er..."

Wu Tian cursed, but no matter how fiercely he cursed, it was useless. He still had to muster the energy to deal with the Sword Qi.

After throwing Wu Tian into the Contemplation Room, ng Fan didn't bother with him anymore because he knew the room would only punish Wu Tian, not kill him, and that was enough.

As for when to let Wu Tian out, he planned to wait until Elder Lin returned.

Otherwise, if this kid returned to the Sword Pavilion, who knew what trouble he might cause, so ng Fan chose the simplest and most efficient way to prevent that from happening.

Another seven days passed in the blink of an eye. ng Fan went to see Senior Disciple Jin but still didn't find any news about his master.

As for the Fengyun Demon Sect, there was no major news either.

The new sect leader's contest was still unresolved, with Holy Son Nie Longjie and Elder Wang Dong still fighting fiercely for the position.

Perhaps once the new sect leader of the Fengyun Demon Sect was decided, there would be news of Elder Lin.

After all, ng Fan was now certain that Elder Lin's departure was related to the contest for the sect leader of the Fengyun Demon Sect.

Once the matter was settled, Elder Lin would surely return!

In any case, ng Fan firmly believed that Elder Lin would be fine.

Ti flowed like water, and days without showing off passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed since Elder Lin went down the mountain.

During this ti, ng Fan had exhausted the Essence of the Sword he had absorbed from the Black Jade Sword.

He was getting closer and closer to the fourth layer of the Condensation Pill Realm.

What ng Fan didn't know was that in a certain dark room, a bald man, though covered in wounds, had also broken through to the Condensation Pill Realm.