Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion

Chapter 177 – This is… Sword Spirit!

Perhaps, Meng Fan have just passed the test of this inheritance sword formation.

Although I didn't successfully condense a Sword Soul, the process I followed was correct.

I was just one step short, lacking the power of the Divine Soul.

Maybe just reaching that step was enough to gain the recognition of this sword formation.

Otherwise, it wouldn't explain why the sword formation helped me just now!

After all, there are very few in the world who can achieve what I did.

The Sword Immortal of Alchemy wouldn't set a dead end for his inheritor!

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Not far away, Ye Qingyu watched Meng Fan with extreme worry.

She was too far from the level of the Sword Soul, so she didn't know what had just happened, only sensing two terrifying auras appearing suddenly.

She had no idea what was going on and could only stand by, bewildered and worried.

Usually, others praised her as a chosen, and she believed that herself.

But after spending time with Meng Fan, she felt like a waste!

Actually, it wasn't her fault; she wasn't really a waste. In fact, she was very excellent.

It's just that anyone who interacted with Meng Fan would be stimulated by him.

After all, Meng Fan couldn't be described as merely excellent; he was a monstrosity, a freak.

Many people suspected that Meng Fan was the reincarnation of a Sword Immortal.

Some even believed it without a doubt!

Just as Meng Fan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he had passed the test of the Sword Immortal of Alchemy's sword formation.

A sudden change occurred.

On the plaza, Sword Intent appeared once again.

Sword Intent condensed into Sword Momentum, and Sword Momentum condensed into a Sword Soul.

Soon, another Sword Soul appeared!

This made Meng Fan frown, feeling a bit panicked.

Could it be that he guessed wrong and hadn't passed the test of this sword formation?

Then why did it help him just now?

But no matter what, when the Sword Soul appeared, Meng Fan became alert again, fully focused!

The Sword Soul's attack power was undoubtedly terrifying.

With Meng Fan's current ability, even if he could withstand one strike, he would surely be severely injured and unable to take care of himself.

At that time, he would be at the mercy of others!

So, facing the Sword Emperor, Meng Fan dared not be careless.

He followed the same method, using Sword Intent to condense Sword Momentum, and Sword Momentum to condense a Sword Soul.

He had just dealt with one Sword Soul this way; this time, he wanted to see if it would work again.

And whether it would work depended on whether the inheritance sword formation would help him at the last moment, just like it did before.

Man proposes, God disposes!

When the opposite Sword Soul took shape, a mysterious force appeared on Meng Fan's side, just like before, compensating for his Divine Soul's deficiency and helping him condense a Sword Soul.

Then the next scene made Meng Fan's eyes widen.

Because the development of the situation was somewhat beyond his expectations!

After the opposite Sword Soul took shape, it didn't slash at Meng Fan.

Immediately, a second Sword Soul slowly took shape.

This...

Meng Fan had an ominous premonition. Even with his big heart, he felt a tremor at this moment.

Sword Intent condenses Sword Momentum!

Sword Momentum condenses Sword Soul!

Sword Soul...

Could it be preparing to condense a Sword Spirit?

Meng Fan's heartbeat accelerated, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

He admitted he was a genius, a one-in-a-million, world-class genius, but even so, he couldn't handle this situation!

He was just a small cultivator at the second level of the Heavenly Origin Realm, able to touch the Sword Soul, which was already a heaven-defying opportunity.

Sword Spirit...

He really didn't dare to think about it.

If this thing was forced upon Meng Fan now, it wouldn't be an opportunity but a calamity.

"Hope I'm overthinking!" Meng Fan muttered to himself, gritting his teeth, trying to calm down.

The arrow is on the string and must be released!

At this moment, Meng Fan could only brace himself and go forward.

He imitated the sword formation, following the same pattern, and began to condense a second Sword Soul.

As before, at the last moment, a mysterious force appeared, helping him successfully condense a second Sword Soul.

Then, the opposite sword formation began to condense a third Sword Soul.

Meng Fan could only follow suit!

At this moment, besides following, he could only give up.

He was obviously unwilling to give up.

Moreover, Meng Fan felt that the sword formation's actions seemed more like guiding him rather than harming him.

If he were scared away now, that would be truly foolish, foolish to the extreme!

Soon, the third Sword Soul, the fourth Sword Soul, the fifth Sword Soul...

Until the tenth Sword Soul appeared!

To be precise, it should be twenty Sword Souls.

Meng Fan had ten Sword Souls, and the opposite sword formation had twenty Sword Souls.

At this moment, Meng Fan held his breath, his eyes burning as he looked at the ten Sword Souls opposite.

If his guess was correct, the next step for these ten Sword Souls was to fuse and condense into a Sword Spirit.

Sword Spirit...

This thing is generally only manageable by cultivators at the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Summoning God Realm uses Sword Souls, Primordial Spirit Realm uses Sword Spirits, that's the norm.

In the Condensation Pill Realm, if one could use a Sword Soul, they would be an absolute chosen, envied by all.

And Meng Fan was only at the Heavenly Origin Realm!

He was a far cry from the Primordial Spirit Realm, but at this moment, he seemed to have a chance to touch the Sword Spirit.

Under Meng Fan's gaze, the ten Sword Souls condensed by the opposite sword formation slowly fused.

Moments later, a Sword Spirit appeared on the plaza.

At this moment, even Ye Qingyu outside the plaza trembled all over, feeling a tremendous pressure and terror.

The terrifying oppression almost made her collapse to the ground.

"Is this a Sword Soul? How terrifying!" Ye Qingyu forced herself to calm down, enduring her trembling body.

This was a typical case of being inexperienced!

She couldn't have imagined that what appeared on the plaza was not a Sword Soul but a Sword Spirit!

Because a Sword Soul was already an unattainable existence for her, and she didn't even dare to think about a Sword Spirit.

Ye Qingyu outside the plaza felt immense pressure, let alone Meng Fan inside the plaza.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth, making a creaking sound.

His shoulders trembled at an extremely fast frequency, really struggling to hold on.

The Sword Spirit appeared directly in front of him, just as he had anticipated.

This sense of shock and oppression was really hard for Meng Fan to withstand.

Fortunately, this Sword Spirit didn't have strong aggression!

Although it was condensed, it didn't attack Meng Fan, which was the only fortunate thing.

It also proved that Meng Fan's guess was correct; the sword formation had no malice towards him.

This inheritance sword formation was indeed guiding and nurturing him, not harming him!

Since that was the case, he might as well go all out!!!

In an instant, Meng Fan's eyes were filled with determination and persistence.

He began to imitate the sword formation's method, fusing the ten Sword Spirits in front of him.

Now, it was his turn to condense a Sword Spirit!