99: Sword energy channel, you madman!

All the turbulent Sword Qi flowing into this range was like a clay ox entering the sea, silently decomposed, absorbed, and assimilated, without even creating a ripple.

Lin Wanqiu hid behind him, tightly clutching the corner of his clothes, her small face pale, but her eyes were bright.

"Revered Master, this storm... seems to be filtering people?"

"Mm."

Lu Yu nodded, his gaze sweeping across the geniuses from various domains who were struggling to hold on in the storm.

"Those who can't hold on will be kicked directly out of Burial Sword Mountain. Only those who can endure have the qualifications to continue upward."

Just as he finished speaking, a miserable scream came from the distance.

A Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator from the Blazing Sun Domain had his protective Sword Qi torn apart by the turbulence. His entire body was pierced through the shoulder by a sharp Sword Qi, and blood spurted out instantly.

In the next second, a burst of light appeared around his body, and with a "whoosh," he vanished, forcibly thrown out of Burial Sword Mountain.

Following that, seven or eight more Cultivators with weaker cultivation or insufficiently refined Sword Intent were eliminated one after another, as teleportation lights flashed repeatedly.

Less than twenty people remained on the mountain, all the top-tier elites from each domain.

Although there was no distinction of cultivation levels here, there was a distinction in sword dao attainments. Those with lower cultivation naturally couldn't compare to Cultivators who had delved deep into this path for many years in terms of their comprehension and attainment of the sword dao.

Thus, most of those who remained now were Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators and above. Each person had their own insights into the sword dao and possessed their own Sword Intent.

However, Lin Wanqiu was an exception; she had Lu Yu by her side.

The storm lasted for about the time it takes an incense stick to burn before it finally began to weaken.

But no one dared to relax, because at the eye of the storm, the Sword Qi Passage connecting to the mountain peak was slowly taking shape.

The passage was composed of countless fine Sword Intent fragments and spinning Sword Qi, like a twisted tornado leading straight to the summit.

The density of Sword Qi inside the passage was more than ten times that of the outside. Moreover, the higher one went, the higher the quality of the Sword Intent, the more lethal the Sword Qi's lethality, and the stronger the impact.

"Is that... the path to the summit?"

Gu Yan retracted his flame shield and looked at that passage. His eyes were burning with desire, but more so with wariness.

"Most likely."

Lei Jianming's expression was grave.

"But wanting to go up... is difficult."

The storm just now was only the appetizer; this passage, formed by countless sharp storm Sword Qi, was the true test.

The turbulent Sword Qi inside was not disordered but contained complete sword dao rhymes. Each strand was equivalent to the full-strength strike of a Sword Cultivator during their lifetime.

If one wanted to force their way through, they had to fight their way up.

"Even if it's hard, we must charge through," Xie Lingfeng gritted his teeth.

"The remains of the immortal sword at the summit, and those Spirit Treasure-grade swords... if we miss this time, we might never have the chance again in this lifetime."

One must know that Spirit Treasure-grade weapons were something even some Tribulation Crossing Stage Cultivators didn't possess!

After speaking, he was the first to rush toward the entrance of the Sword Qi Passage.

Just as he stepped in, three streaks of green Sword Qi slashed toward him. They were as fast as lightning and came from tricky angles.

Xie Lingfeng swept his giant sword. With three crisp "dang" sounds, he barely blocked them, but his arm was shaken to the point of numbness, and his face turned pale.

"Damn it..."

He cursed, but his footsteps didn't stop as he braved the path forward.

Seeing this, others followed suit one after another.

Lei Jianming transformed into a bolt of lightning, weaving through and dodging the turbulent Sword Qi, only meeting them head-on when he absolutely couldn't avoid them.

Gu Yan's entire body ignited with Heaven-Burning Flames, and wherever he passed, the Sword Qi was burned into distortion.

The Canglan Female Cultivator danced with ice lotuses, each step birthing a lotus. When the turbulent Sword Qi hit the ice lotuses, they were frozen and shattered.

The seven people from the Star Holy Land still maintained their formation, their Sword Qi flowing like a galaxy, defending with impenetrable density.

The five people from the Demonic Domain were the most violent. With their Slaughter Sword Intent fully unleashed, they rampaged all the way, crushing all the obstructing Sword Qi to pieces. Their speed was the fastest, and they had already reached the middle of the passage.

Lu Yu was in no hurry to enter the passage.

Standing at the entrance, he looked at the figures desperately charging upward and suddenly smiled.

"Wanqiu, wait here for a moment."

"Ah? Revered Master, you're not going up?"

Lin Wanqiu was stunned.

"I am, but not like that."

As Lu Yu spoke, he pressed his hand against the edge of the passage entrance.

"This passage itself... is a massive Sword Intent Legacy. It's too wasteful to just force one's way through."

He closed his eyes, and the Myriad Phenomena Sword Intent slowly seeped into the walls of the passage.

In the next second, the entire passage trembled slightly.

Everyone charging upward inside the passage felt a strange change. The turbulent Sword Qi around them seemed to have become... a bit gentler?

Although still sharp, they no longer crashed around aimlessly as before but instead had a faint rhythm.

"How can this be?"

Lei Jianming frowned, sensing the change while fending off the Sword Qi.

"Someone is refining the passage!"

Xie Lingfeng's expression changed as he looked toward the entrance.

"It's Lu Yu!"

At the entrance of the passage, phantoms of myriad phenomena appeared around Lu Yu.

There were mountains and waters, wind and thunder, a blazing sun and a cold moon... all the phantoms eventually merged into the sword light at his fingertips.

He was using the Myriad Phenomena Sword Intent to forcibly analyze and refine this passage composed of countless Sword Intent fragments!

This process was slow, but with every inch refined, his understanding of the sword dao deepened.

The Sword Intent contained within the passage was too vast, ranging from the most basic Slaughter Sword Intent to profound Law sword rhymes. It encompassed everything, perfectly matching his Myriad Phenomena Sword Intent.

"Madman..."

Gu Yan watched from afar and muttered to himself.

"This guy really dares to think..."

They naturally knew that the Opportunity in this passage was great, but the problem was whether they had the ability to take it!

Refining the entire storm Sword Qi Passage?

Just how much appetite and confidence did that require?

But Lu Yu was indeed doing it.

Time passed bit by bit.

Inside the passage, the others had already reached the latter half, less than a hundred feet from the summit.

But the intensity of the Sword Qi here had risen to another level. Each strand was equivalent to the full-strength strike of a Soul Transformation Sword Cultivator. Everyone's speed slowed down as they gritted their teeth and held on.

The three from the Demonic Domain were the fastest and had already approached the summit, but they were also entangled by seven or eight ink-black Demonic Path Sword Qi and couldn't break free for the moment.

Tang Jia Third Young Master had been following behind them. At this moment, he suddenly stopped and looked at the five Soul Transformation Sword Cultivators from the Demonic Domain beside him.

"Act according to plan. I will go and take the Immortal Sword Remains; you block the others."

"Yes."

The five Black-robed Sword Cultivators bowed, then turned around, pouncing murderously toward the geniuses from various domains who were charging upward.

The situation instantly became chaotic.

"The Demonic Domain brats really have a hidden hand!"

Lei Jianming shouted angrily, slashing a bolt of lightning Sword Qi toward one of the Black-robed Sword Cultivators.

Xie Lingfeng, Gu Yan, and the others also struck out one after another, engaging in battle with the remaining four Black-robed Sword Cultivators.

The summit was right before their eyes, but the final stretch of the path leading there had become an asura field.

Just then.

Buzz—!!!

The entire passage suddenly shook violently.

All the turbulent Sword Qi stagnated at this moment, then as if receiving some kind of summon, they all turned around and surged toward the passage entrance!

At the entrance, Lu Yu slowly opened his eyes.

The sword light at his fingertips had now solidified to the extreme. Inside, myriad phenomena revolved, a blazing sun burned, and countless fine Sword Intent fragments he had refined drifted within.

"It's about time."

He whispered to himself, then raised his hand and lightly made a grasping motion toward the passage.

"Suppress."