Chapter 278: Four Symbols Sword Formation (3)

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Feeling the surging spiritual energy in his meridians, he could not wait to refine the Nine Revolutions Cloud Lotus Pill.

If his cultivation aptitude was raised to the extreme now, the spiritual energy in these meridians should be restrained and refined, so that a lot of it would not dissipate into his body and slowly settle.

As his spiritual energy cultivation circulated, a Sword Pill appeared in Han Muye’s palm.

This was his fourth sword pill.

The sword light shook, and four sword pills appeared around him.

“Little Han, his sword technique back then could kill people of the same level.

“The Three Stars Sword Formation is actually just a transition. It’s the foundation of forming the Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation.”

Daoist Dayan appeared and looked at the four sword pills above his head. He sighed and said, “His Four Symbols Sword Formation is the ultimate move to kill enemies above his level.”

“The power of the azure dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, and black tortoise suppresses in all directions.”

Turning to look at Han Muye, Daoist Dayan’s eyes revealed a hint of eagerness. “If you can cultivate his Four Symbols Sword Formation, even an eighth level Golden Core can’t stop you, let alone a half-step Heaven Realm in the Western Frontier.

“But this sword array isn’t that easy. Perhaps after a hundred years of training, you can master the basics.

“After all, it took him 30 years to master this sword technique—”

Daoist Dayan did not finish talking

because the four sword pills interrupted him.

Above Han Muye’s head, four sword pills transformed into four divine beasts that surrounded him.

The azure dragon’s scales were greenish-gray, and its silver-white aura exuded the might of the world.

The white tiger was covered in silver light, and the word ‘King’ on its forehead shone with spiritual light.

The vermilion bird had a fiery red body and a long tail that danced with flames.

The Black Tortoise’s four feet were like iron, and its back was covered in mysterious patterns. It was grayish-black.

The Four Symbols Divine Beasts suppressed in all directions.

A ferocious aura from the wilderness froze the dust within a hundred feet.

Daoist Dayan opened his mouth and widened his eyes as he looked at the phantoms of the four divine beasts hanging above his head.

It was the Four Symbols Sword Formation.

“Actually, I’m very curious. Back then, did Senior Sword Master Yuan Tian use the power of his soul to set up the Four Symbols Sword Formation, or did he actually cultivate the Great Spirit?” Han Muye said softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the four divine beasts that were originally enhanced by the silver-gray soul power suddenly turned golden.

Golden light flashed, as if it was pouring gold.

Condensing the void into reality!

At this moment, the four divine beasts seemed to have come to life, and their eyes flickered.

However, this scene only lasted for an instant before Han Muye raised his hand and put away the Four Symbols Sword Formation.

It was feasible to transform the Great Spirit into a sword array.

The power of the sword array mixed with the Great Spirit could be doubled.

However, it consumed a lot of the Great Spirit.

If it was not really needed, it was better not to waste the hard-won Great Spirit.

According to what Han Muye knew, those Confucian cultivators in the Central Continent usually cultivated their Qi and hearts. It took them decades to cultivate a little Righteousness Qi.

The ethereal and invisible Great Spirit was different from the spiritual energy cultivation method that could be cultivated step by step.

At the mention of Righteous Qi cultivation, Han Muye’s expression changed.

Earlier, the Great Spirit he obtained from refining the resentment was equivalent to a great scholar cultivating bitterly for 30 years.

“The evil cultivator who set up the resentment array should be from the Black Spirit Valley, right?”

Han Muye said softly.

Daoist Dayan nodded and said, “I think so.”

“In the cultivation world of the Western Frontier, they’re the only ones who are unscrupulous.

“I think I’ve seen their Black Spirit Valley use this resentment technique back then.”

Where did resentment come from?

Killing.

Killing to accumulate resentment.

The resentment on the old man from the Black Spirit Valley was accumulated from killing countless living beings.

If he alone could kill so many living beings, how many people would the entire sect kill?

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, and a deep divine light flashed in them.

“Such a sect should not remain in the cultivation world.”

Killing living beings to nurture resentment was a vicious method that Han Muye hated.

The living beings in the world were not equal, but such a cultivation should not exist.

“Hehe, back then, there were also sects who wanted to destroy the Black Spirit Valley, but in the end, nothing happened.” Daoist Dayan laughed and shook his head.

“It’s said that the Black Spirit Valley is filled with resentment. It was the battlefield of the ancient Western Frontier battle.

“The people of the Black Spirit Valley usually don’t have much interaction with the cultivators of the Western Frontier.”

Glancing at Han Muye, Daoist Dayan said in a low voice, “The Wind Spiritual Sword Sect isn’t the only one who invited them to attack you this time.”

“Perhaps they want to find a position in the nine intermediate sects of the Western Frontier.”

The nine sects of the Western Frontier were jostling for position.

The Western Frontier had changed drastically. The forces of the Southern Wasteland had entered, and the old nine sects were about to change. It was normal for the Black Spirit Valley to have thoughts.

After all, the nine sects were not only famous, but also had various resources.

“Are they worthy of the position of the Nine Sects?”

Han Muye stood up, sword Qi shining on his body.

Daoist Dayan was stunned and said hastily, “What, what are you doing?”

Even if the strength of the Black Spirit Valley could not compare to the top nine sects of the Western Frontier like the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, it was still qualified to enter the nine sects.

Among them, there were countless mysterious experts who cultivated strange Dharmic techniques.

“Such an evil sect. The cultivators of our Western Frontier should kill them.”

Han Muye spoke loudly and flew into the sky.

“Hum—”

The sword light shone like a meteor in the sky.

At this moment, a faint morning glow had already appeared in the eastern sky.

It was dawn.

“It’s Immortal Han!”

“Where is Han Muye going? Isn’t he returning to the Nine Mystic Mountain?”

“Could it be that he feels helpless and wants to take a detour?”

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