From the Task Hall, Chu Ming claid one million Contribution Points and then proceeded towards the Trial Tower.
With a million Contribution Points in hand, Chu Ming’s objective this ti in the Trial Tower was naturally not for the Contribution Points, but rely to test his own strength.
"Look, Senior Brother Chu is here!"
By the Trial Tower, a disciple spotted Chu Ming and instantly shouted, drawing the attention of the other disciples.
"We’ve co at the right ti today, actually seeing Senior Brother Chu taking on the Trial Tower. Pity, we can’t see what happens inside!"
"Considering Senior Brother Chu’s current strength, passing the Seventh Layer is a sure thing, let alone the Eighth Layer."
"Just a few days ago, Senior Brother Mo Ling passed the Seventh Layer and entered the Eighth Layer. Senior Brother Chu will likely be at that level too."
The disciples around were discussing animatedly as Chu Ming walked steadily into the first layer of the Trial Tower. The scenery before his eyes changed, enveloped in white mist.
In the first layer, three swordsn were killed by Chu Ming in one strike!
Second layer, one strike!
Third layer, still one strike!
In the fourth layer, nine black-robed swordsn appeared around Chu Ming, attacking him from all directions, their sword light cold and dazzling.
Swoosh!
With one strike from the Conjugate Sword, a strong aura enveloped the entire scene!
Slaughter Sword Intent erupted!
Immortal Sword Intent erupted!
Thud, thud, thud...
One strike, seven black-robed swordsn fell. The remaining two leaped to Chu Ming’s front, their swords slashing across his clothing!
Crack!
Crack!
Chu Ming stepped back, a brilliant Sword Essence burst from his fingertip, like a thousand fiery sparks!
In an instant, the remaining black-robed swordsn vanished, turning into void.
Fifth layer, fifteen swordsn, Chu Ming took them down in just three strikes.
Chu Ming’s current strength was leagues beyond his previous level, each nonchalant attack was now comparable to his earlier teor Sword.
Sixth layer, thirty black-robed swordsn, their gaze cold, surrounded Chu Ming, thirty longswords stabbing towards him together!
"Deceitful Sword!"
Like countless rays of light darting through the air, the entire void filled with ethereal colors, blending reality and illusion.
Thud, thud, thud...
One strike, all thirty swordsn fell!
The seventh layer brought fifty white-robed swordsn whose powerful aura was sharp, like countless sword edges glowing as they attacked, causing Chu Ming to feel a bit of pressure.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
The Conjugate Sword flashed, a sharp Sword Aura flew out, splitting two swordsn before Chu Ming into two pieces.
Facing nurous swordsn, Chu Ming remained calm, his steps shifting lightly, often moving just enough to let the sword light graze his clothes without touching him.
Clang, clang!
Chu Ming’s sword strikes were like divine strokes, tactful and unpredictable, making it impossible for the white-robed swordsn to defend, as countless sparks burst from their clashing swords.
Thud, thud!
Chu Ming’s sword moved faster, quickly parrying two iron swords, slaying two swordsn!
Swoosh!
Over forty swordsn thrust towards Chu Ming’s chest together, his gaze turned cold, his right foot stomped hard, his body shot up, flipping in the air, the Conjugate Sword drew a circle, a circular sword light erupted!
Bang, bang, bang...
A dozen swordsn within the circle were all killed by Chu Ming, their bodies quickly vanished.
Chu Ming’s sword was incredibly fast, like light traveling a thousand miles in an instant, hiding countless lethal intents within its restrained movents.
With each step, his right foot charged force silently, and after thirty steps, the tip of his sword trembled lightly, sending out a sharp Sword Aura, instantly killing ten swordsn around him.
"Flowing Clouds Like Water!"
As Chu Ming retreated, countless Sword Dao Auroras flashed in his mind, and a shimring wave of flowing clouds appeared on his sword, the surrounding space turned viscous like water.
Chu Ming swung his sword, the heavens and earth stilled, followed by the sound of the air breaking. As if the world was split in two, the entire space divided.
The remaining swordsn were all killed in one strike.
In the eighth layer, a hundred black-robed swordsn suddenly appeared, emanating a powerful qi, standing like sharp swords ready to pierce the sky.
These black-robed swordsn individually were no weaker than Ying Qiangge during the grand duel. Even with Chu Ming’s great strength, facing a hundred at once still made his scalp tingle.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
However, the black-robed swordsn gave Chu Ming no ti to think, directly raising their swords to slash, their iron swords buzzing, causing the air to tremble slightly!
"Deceitful Sword!"
Chu Ming took a step, layers of waves appeared in the air like strange ripples spreading quickly, generating nurous bewildering rays of light.
Slice, slice!
Two swordsn’s bodies were torn by the sword light, without pausing, Chu Ming changed positions with each strike!
In the eighth layer, amidst heavy shadows, Chu Ming appeared as a thread of white in the dark, continually leaping, countless sword lights bursting!
Outside the Trial Tower, disciples watched the eighth layer, their eyes filled with passion, since Chu Ming entered the eighth layer, a faint light had been continuously shining.
"Senior Brother Chu Ming has indeed entered the Eighth Layer!"
"Who knows what’s happening inside!"
"If I could achieve what Senior Brother Chu Ming has in this life, I’d die without regret."
"Flying Fire Blade!"
A domineering red light cut from Chu Ming’s hand, filled with both dominance and elegance, flickering unpredictably, brimming with countless possibilities.
In an instant, five swordsn were killed by Chu Ming!
Slash!
A sword light brushed past Chu Ming’s ear, a strand of black hair slowly fell, Chu Ming retreated, stabbing a black-robed swordsman beside him.
Simultaneously, white Sword Essence rose from Chu Ming’s back, like countless ice-cold beams, these Sword Essence ford after breaking through the Pure Essence Sword Qi Technique to the Seventh Layer.
These Sword Essence’s attack power surpassed his regular sword light, and their massive quantity combined was truly astonishing!
Thud, thud, thud...
Countless Sword Essence erupted, instantly killing all the remaining black-robed swordsn in the eighth layer!
Phew!
Chu Ming took a light breath, but before resting, the scene before him changed again!
A full five hundred white-robed swordsn appeared before him, emanating the cold deanor of swordsn, Chu Ming’s eyes hardened!
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