250: Chapter 250 Sword Pavilion

Ye Tian, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly withdrew his surrounding aura to the extreme. In the next moment, a heavy Sword Intent rose from within him!

Though it only flashed for an instant, it caused the breathing of those nearby to stifle!

It was as if an invisible mountain had appeared out of thin air and then vanished!

"What! Has he... has he actually comprehended the Zhenyue Sword Art?"

Sikong Changhe cried out in shock, his face filled with disbelief.

Though that Sword Intent was faint, it was pure and majestic, definitely not something reachable through simple insight!

Jing Wutian's pupils shrank as he stared fixedly at Ye Tian: "He hasn't fully mastered it, but... he has already obtained the divine essence!

Such Comprehension Ability..."

The shock in his heart was beyond measure.

He himself hadn't even grasped the basics, yet Ye Tian was actually able to evoke a trace of the Sword Intent's divine essence?

Ye Yiyi's beautiful eyes widened, and her red lips slightly parted beneath her veil, completely losing her composure.

The veins on Zhao Chengzhi's hand, which was gripping his sword, bulged.

Commander Zhao Qing also showed a look of shock.

Among the three cloaked figures, one of their robes moved slightly.

Ye Tian slowly opened his eyes; his gaze was unperturbed like an ancient well, but his heart was filled with joy.

He hadn't truly mastered the Zhenyue Sword Art, as that would require a long time to Cultivate.

However, relying on his extraordinary Comprehension Ability, he had forcibly stripped away the core Concepts of 'Condensing Momentum' and 'Suppression' from that sword technique's imprint and successfully integrated this trace of Concept into his own Martial Dao Will!

At this moment, his control over power carried a hint of the application of 'Momentum'!

This was undoubtedly a massive boost to his combat capability!

"Congratulations, Brother Ye, for comprehending the True Meaning of the Sword Monument!"

Jing Wutian took a deep breath, suppressing the waves in his heart, and was the first to speak, his tone carrying a trace of complex admiration.

"Brother Ye, with this Comprehension Ability of yours, Sikong is impressed!"

Sikong Changhe directly gave a thumbs up.

Ye Tian smiled slightly, restrained his aura, and cupped his hands: "I have gained a little, but I don't deserve such praise.

Brother Jing and Brother Sikong have also made remarkable progress."

Just then, the zhenyue sword stele suddenly emitted a humming sound and shone brilliantly!

The speed of the characters' movement on the monument increased, and a message once again entered everyone's minds: "The three-day comprehension time limit is approaching!"

"In the time of an incense stick, the Sword Monument will close, and the portal leading to the 'Sword Pavilion' will open!"

"The Sword Pavilion is the core Legacy land of the Ancient Sword Manor. Inside, there are thousands of sword weapons and Cultivation Technique Legacies, but there are also many trials and it is fraught with danger!"

"Whether one can obtain treasures depends on each person's Opportunity and strength!"

As the information came through, everyone's spirits were lifted. They instantly threw the shock from just now to the back of their minds and looked at the Sword Monument with burning eyes!

The final land of Opportunity was finally about to open!

Ye Tian also stood up and looked toward the Sword Monument.

The Sword Pavilion—that was where the things he truly needed were located.

An Opportunity to help him completely refine the Sword Pellet, allowing his Taiyi Light-Splitting Sword Art and even his Cultivation to take a step further!

The time of an incense stick felt exceptionally long during the tense wait.

When the last wisp of incense ash seemed to fall in everyone's hearts—

"Rumble!"

The massive zhenyue sword stele emitted a deafening roar, and a light from the monument's body soared into the sky, condensing into a slowly rotating seven-colored light portal above the top!

Behind the light portal, one could faintly see the magnificent scene of pavilions, terraces, and sword light soaring to the heavens!

A Sword Dao aura, even older and more dangerous than that of the Hanging Sword Platform, diffused out from the light portal!

The Sword Pavilion portal had opened!

"Go!"

Someone shouted, and the crowd, who could no longer hold back, immediately turned into streaks of light, scrambling to shoot toward that seven-colored light portal!

Jing Wutian, Sikong Changhe, Ye Yiyi, and Zhao Chengzhi were the fastest, instantly vanishing into the light portal.

Zhao Qing and the others from the Governors Mansion followed closely behind.

The three cloaked figures also silently blended into it.

"Xiao Jie, Dragon Ape, stay close to me!"

Ye Tian shouted in a low voice, his True Yuan surging around him to protect Hou Xiaojie and the Mini Dragon Ape. He took a step forward, joined the flow of people, and rushed into the light portal!

As the last figure vanished into the seven-colored light portal, the main platform of the Hanging Sword Platform returned to silence, with only the massive zhenyue sword stele still emitting a faint shimmer.

The light portal rotated slowly, leading to the legendary core of the Ancient Sword Manor—the Sword Pavilion.

The moment he passed through the light portal, Ye Tian felt his body wrapped in an irresistible force. The scene before his eyes changed rapidly, as if he were shuttling through a passage composed of countless sword lights.

A moment later, the feeling of solid ground beneath his feet returned, and the surrounding scene stabilized.

A Sword Dao aura far more concentrated than that of the Hanging Sword Platform rushed toward him!

The air was filled with a faint metallic sharpness; taking a breath felt piercing to the nose and mouth.

Ye Tian looked closely and couldn't help but feel shaken.

They were inside an incredibly magnificent and vast hall.

The ceiling was too high to see the top, hidden within the dense spiritual mist. All around stood countless giant pillars that would take ten people to encircle; each pillar was shaped like a sword, piercing straight into the sky and emitting a sharp Sword Intent.

The floor was paved with white stone slabs, polished like a mirror.

Looking out, the hall was incredibly empty, as if it had no end.

Most shocking of all was that in all directions of this giant hall, countless light orbs were suspended!

These light orbs were of various colors and sizes, too many to count!

Within each light orb, the outline of an item was faintly visible.

There were coldly glinting longswords and short blades, ancient Jade Slips and scrolls, or Ores and spiritual materials with peculiar auras...

Majestic energy fluctuations and sharp Sword Intent radiated from these light orbs, interwoven to form a force field!

This was the Sword Pavilion!

The true Legacy treasury of the Ancient Sword Manor!

"Heavens... so many treasures!"

Hou Xiaojie's mouth was agape, his eyes nearly popping out, completely overwhelmed by the scene before him.

The Mini Dragon Ape also curiously tilted its head up, its small nose twitching as if trying to distinguish the auras of those light orbs.

Ye Tian's heart was also surging with waves.

He could feel that any single item within those light orbs would be enough to cause a bloody storm in the outside world!

Yet here, they were suspended like ordinary objects.

The chaos bead sent out bursts of burning throbs, pointing toward several directions deep within the hall; clearly, there were treasures there that even it was tempted by.

At this moment, Jing Wutian, Sikong Changhe, and the others who had entered first, as well as the Governors Mansion forces and the three cloaked figures who followed, were all scattered near the entrance of the hall. Each of them showed looks of shock and greed, their eyes burning as they scanned the sky full of light orbs.

"Hahaha! We're rich! So many treasures!"

Sikong Changhe was the first to react. With a wild laugh and a movement of his body, he lunged toward the nearest crimson light orb that was emitting a searing Sword Intent!

However, at the instant his palm was about to touch the light orb, that crimson light orb suddenly erupted with a blinding light, and a burning and violent Sword Intent charged forward!

Sikong Changhe's expression changed. He hurriedly circulated his True Yuan to protect his body while simultaneously sweeping his spear!

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Sikong Changhe was shaken back several steps. His palms went numb, and a look of shock appeared on his face: "What a strong Restriction!"

Almost simultaneously, several others who tried to take action encountered similar situations.

A Governors Mansion expert wanted to collect an emerald green Jade Slip light orb, but was left scrambling in a flurry by the poison-attribute Sword Intent that erupted from it.

Ye Yiyi tried to use poison arts to corrode the Restriction outside a purple light orb, but instead triggered an even stronger counterattack, forcing her to dodge repeatedly.

"Idiots!"

Jing Wutian shouted coldly, his sharp gaze sweeping over everyone. "The treasures of the Hidden Sword Pavilion are all guarded by spiritual Restrictions. How can they be taken by brute force?

You must communicate with your own Sword Heart to gain recognition before you can collect them!

Forcibly seizing them will only trigger a backlash from the Restriction, and might even disturb even stronger guardian powers!"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed. They finally calmed down and did not dare to act rashly again.

Ye Tian nodded slightly; what Jing Wutian said was not wrong.

He could also feel that the Restriction outside each light orb was closely related to the attributes of the treasure within, and was integrated with the grand array of the entire Sword Pavilion—a single move would affect the whole.

To obtain a treasure, one must use the corresponding Sword Intent and Heart-Nature to attract it, just like when he collected the Sword Pellet before.

"Then how should we obtain the treasures?" Commander Zhao Qing asked in a deep voice.

Jing Wutian looked around, his gaze finally landing on the deepest part of the hall.

There, instead of suspended light orbs, stood three massive portals emitting different auras!